Zhuang Wuye was a naked threat.
If Liu Wuxie didn't bring out the energy of chaos, he wouldn't be able to leave here today.
"You want to attack me?"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Liu Wuxie's mouth.
He really didn't pay attention to the little fifth level quasi-god.
Even if he is in the advanced quasi-god realm, he is still capable of fighting.
After redeeming the magic medicine and refining the Raging Flame Tiangang Pill, you can break through to the eighth level of the Virtual God. Under the quasi-god, no one will be able to defeat you.
Except for Mei Lan, Zhuju, Nangong Yaoji and Xue Yi, the other three palace masters knew nothing about the execution of Chun Chaosheng.
"I heard that Junior Brother Liu is very powerful in combat and can compete with the Quasi-God Realm with the Virtual God Realm. Senior Brother doesn't believe it. I want to ask for advice today. Junior Brother Liu will not be disrespectful!"
Zhuang Wuye knew very well that if he directly snatched Liu Wuxie's chaotic energy, he would definitely be criticized.
If you beat him in the name of competition, no one can say anything.
"Since senior brother wants to give guidance to junior brother, then junior brother wants it."
A hint of coldness flashed in Liu Wuxie's eyes.
The other party was repeatedly aggressive and it was impossible to leave safely.
None of the disciples who were watching spoke.
Although Zhuang Wuye is an inner disciple, his strength is stronger than that of ordinary elite disciples.
The reason why they refuse to be promoted to elite disciples is because the competition among elite disciples is more intense. Once there, they are at the bottom and cannot get good resources.
If you stay in the inner sect, although the resources are not as good as those of elite disciples, you are better than the top disciples and can enjoy priority.
"Everyone has seen that I am just sparring with Junior Brother Liu, and that's it for the time being. I must not hurt anyone. If I lose, I am willing to free up the training room No. 10 and continue to train for Junior Brother Liu. If I am lucky enough to win a move Half a move, I hope Junior Brother Liu can let me see what the energy of chaos looks like."
Zhuang Wuye said it very cryptically.
He also participated in the Chaos Forest Competition, but unfortunately he didn't get to see Chaos Qi, and he never even saw it.
To put it nicely, it was insightful, but it was nothing more than telling Liu Wuxie that if he lost, he would need to bring out a piece of Chaos Qi.
Liu Wuxie just smiled coldly and did not answer.
"You two, hurry up and start, we can't wait."
Although the disciples around him knew that Liu Wuxie was powerful in combat, they had not seen it with their own eyes.
Whether it was the killing of a large number of disciples of the Fengshen Pavilion in the chaotic forest, or the killing of the three eagles in Mobei, they were not present.
The crowd automatically retreated, forming a battle circle, surrounding the two people.
"You are the junior brother, and the senior brother gives you three moves."
Zhuang Wuye pretended to be graceful and signaled for Liu Wuxie to take action first.
"Then junior brother, you're welcome!"
A look of disdain flashed across Liu Wuxie's face.
If he doesn't allow himself three moves, he can still struggle with him a few times.
Give him three moves and he probably won't even have a chance to fight back.
It happened that he had just practiced the War King Fist, so he could feel the power of the War King Fist.
The King of War Fist is famous for its power. It has no defensive moves and is a thunderous strike.
Secretly mobilizing the domain spirit, roaring power surged out.
For some reason, Zhuang Wuye had a bad feeling when Liu Wuxie raised his fist.
The big words have already been spoken. If you say three moves, it will be three moves.
If he takes action at this time, even if he defeats Liu Wuxie, it will be disgraceful.
"War King Fist!"
Liu Wuxie ejected and suddenly flew up like a leopard lying on the spot.
The moment he jumped up, the situation changed.
Ripples formed in the surrounding air, and the expressions of the disciples guarding the surroundings suddenly changed.
"What a violent force!"
Many inner sect disciples have been exposed to the domain divine art of War King Fist.
Because there was only one move, most disciples gave up.
Even if you practice this technique to the ultimate level, it is just an ordinary attack technique.
The best domain magic is both offensive and defensive.
Once defeated, you can defend calmly.
The disadvantages of War King Fist are very obvious. If one punch cannot severely damage the opponent, the opponent will face endless attacks.
Liu Wuxie chose to practice War King Fist because he had the Ten Thousand Jun Barrier Shield and the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons.
Ordinary attacks are useless to him.
The horrifying ripples rolled up layers of huge waves, forming an overwhelming momentum that made it difficult for the oppressive Zhuang Wuye to breathe.
"What a strong force!"
There are also a large number of inner disciples gathered around, including many quasi-god realm disciples.
Even they couldn't unleash such terrifying fist power.
"This Liu Wuxie is not simple. Zhuang Wuye may not be able to win this battle."
Some disciples were not optimistic about Zhuang Wuye, but Liu Wuxie's ordinary punch exploded with power like a turbulent wave.
I heard that his swordsmanship is the most powerful.
After condensation, the spirit of the domain was more in line with the physical body, without any stagnation, and there was no pain in the wrist.
Really moving forward!
The suffocating force caused Zhuang Wuye's robe to flutter and make a rattling sound.
Zhuang Wuye's eyes were downcast. He regretted that he should not have given in to the three moves just now.
Facing Liu Wuxie's unparalleled punching power, he could only choose to resist forcefully.
The punch came in the blink of an eye, and before Zhuang Wuye could react, Liu Wuxie punched him hard on the body.
No matter how he dodges, he can't avoid Liu Wuxie's attack.
The flying light, combined with the ghost eyes, can be said to be invincible, locking the major points of Zhuang Wuye's body.
No matter how he hid, he could not avoid Liu Wuxie's attack.
"boom!"
A solid punch hit Zhuang Wuye on the chest.
The severe pain made Zhuang Wuye groan.
In order to prevent himself from shouting out in pain, Zhuang Wuye held it back forcefully.
"puff!"
The consciousness can be controlled, but the body is honest. A mouthful of blood spurted out from Zhuang Wuye's mouth.
Blood dyed the sky red, and Zhuang Wuye's body fell to the ground like a kite with its string broken, causing a burst of dust to rise.
The disciples watching the battle fell into silence.
No one expected that Liu Wuxie would hit Zhuang Wuye with one punch. He was in the fifth level of quasi-god realm, a top-notch existence in the inner sect.
Liu Wuxie finally pulled back her strength at the last moment, using only 30% of her strength.
If he used all his strength, Zhuang Wuye would already be a corpse.
With his current strength, he can defeat low-level quasi-gods with his physical body.
"Ahem!"
Zhuang Wuye stood up with difficulty, his expression extremely ugly.
"Senior Brother Zhuang, there are two more moves. Do you want to continue the competition?"
Liu Wuxie planned to let it go as soon as it was good, there was no need to fight with the other party.
He didn't dare not listen to his master's words. He tried his best not to cause trouble and stayed in the Suzaku Hall to practice.
"Come!"
Zhuang Wuye took out a pill and threw it into his mouth, and the heavy feeling in his chest disappeared a lot.
The punch just now did not hurt his inner body, it just made his blood surge.
"Senior Brother Zhuang, I think it's better to forget it. Junior Brother Liu's strength is definitely not that simple."
The disciples around him sounded admonishing, telling Zhuang Wuye to forget it.
These days, those who want to snatch the treasures from Liu Wuxie will not end well.
The dead are dead, the cripples are crippled.
These disciples didn't say it was okay. This statement completely angered Zhuang Wuye.
To admit defeat at this time, wouldn't it tell everyone that he is a powerful fifth-level quasi-god, not as good as a small virtual god.
As long as he persisted in three moves, he would have a chance to attack Liu Wuxie.
At that time, everything lost will be regained.
"Then senior brother is ready."
A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Liu Wuxie's mouth. Since he overestimated his abilities, he would be punished today.
To avoid bullying other disciples when the time comes.
Rubbing his fists, Liu Wuxie planned to increase his strength this time.
The body shot out and disappeared again.
The shocking power made a terrifying howling sound.
Zhuang Wuye felt something bad and couldn't help but take a step back.
His proud character allowed him to stabilize his body in the end.
It would be even more shameful to retreat without a fight.
In a thousandth of an instant, Liu Wuxie's fist locked onto Zhuang Wuye again.
Even after dodging many times, Zhuang Wuye couldn't get rid of Liu Wuxie's punch.
"boom!"
With another solid punch, Zhuang Wuye's body flew further this time and hit a big tree directly.
"Crack!"
The big tree as thick as a bowl exploded and was broken by Zhuang Wuye's body.
"Puff puff!"
Several mouthfuls of blood spurted out in succession, and Zhuang Wuye's body fell softly.
I struggled several times to get up, but failed in the end.
Liu Wuxie was merciless with this punch, using about 50% of his strength, causing Zhuang Wuye to completely lose his ability to resist.
"hiss!"
There was a gasp of air all around.
The inner disciples who were watching the battle were shocked by Liu Wuxie's punch just now.
"How is this possible? The fifth level quasi-god can't resist Liu Wuxie's punch."
I had heard that Liu Wuxie was powerful in combat, but I had never seen it with my own eyes.
But this moment.
Everyone witnessed with their own eyes that Liu Wuxie used his unrivaled posture to crush Zhuang Wuye, who was unable to breathe.
"That's crazy. Is this still the False God Realm?"
The disciples who supported Liu Wuxie cheered.
The stronger Liu Wuxie is, the happier they are, and there is not much jealousy.
On the contrary, those disciples who were jealous of Liu Wuxie were so angry that their teeth were itching.
Especially those veteran disciples, who have been practicing in the sect for several years, are actually not as good as the new disciples.
"Senior Brother Zhuang, do you want to continue?"
Liu Wuxie walked towards Zhuang Wuye with a smile and said to him with a smile.
"Ahem..."
After Zhuang Wuye made some simple adjustments, he stood up from the ground with difficulty.
His face was pale, and the pride he had just now was nowhere to be seen.
The whole figure looked like a defeated rooster, languid.
Facing Liu Wuxie's inquiry, he couldn't say a word.
If he continued, the third punch might kill him.
Not continuing would be tantamount to admitting defeat, and the heroic words he just said would undoubtedly become the biggest joke, like a loud slap in the face, thrown hard on his face.
"Since Senior Brother Zhuang doesn't speak, are you planning to take my third punch?"
Seeing that Zhuang Wuye remained silent, Liu Wuxie raised his fist.
There are no fancy moves, it's still the starting stance of the King of War Fist.
Facing Liu Wuxie's provocation, Zhuang Wuye's face turned red, but he couldn't say a word.
The disciples around him were holding back their laughter, but they didn't dare to laugh. They could only cover their stomachs and try their best not to laugh out loud.
Looking at Liu Wuxie's ferocious face, Zhuang Wuyeqing couldn't help but shudder and said quickly:
