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The next morning, before the sun rose, the school martial arts field was already filled with spectators watching the excitement.
The captain of the escort stood in the center of the square and announced loudly to the surroundings:
"The first competition of the Genius Gala has now officially begun. All those who are in the entry level of body sculpting are invited to enter!"
In an instant, hundreds of contestants poured into the square. Most of them came from the Wuhou family in various counties and prefectures. They were all high-spirited and high-spirited. Although they knew that there was little hope of entering the Chaos Academy to practice, they were able to use their family's secret knowledge as an emperor. If you show it to the common people, you can be regarded as a glorious ancestor.
What's more, the genius event is held only every thirty years, and not all monks can coincide with it. Being able to participate in a genius event will be enough for him to be proud for a lifetime.
Zhen Yingjun came in with this idea, but he didn't want to be recognized by old acquaintances, so he deliberately changed his appearance and put on a human (skin) mask, and even changed his name to Zhen Yingjun.
Anyway, given my own strength, there is a high probability that I can only go on a one-day trip. It doesn’t matter what the name is, probably no one will pay attention to this.
The captain of the guard team divided the hundreds of participants into ten teams according to their strength. According to the convention of the genius event in previous years, people of the same level competed in the ring. The first-level entry realm is against the first-level entry realm, and the tenth-level entry realm is against the tenth-level entry realm.
After a whole year of hard work, Zhen Yingjun finally reached the threshold of the sixth-level body shaping entry level with the nourishment of first-grade precious medicine and Netherworld Cold Spring. According to the progress of the schedule, he estimated that he would be scheduled to go to the afternoon.
He had no choice but to sit on the ground at the edge of the square, recuperating his energy while commenting on the lowly competing teenagers.
The first to appear were fifty pairs of first-level body sculpting entry-level personnel competing in the ring. The ring was only one foot square, and whoever stepped off the stage first would lose.
Zhen Yingjun sneaked into the Imperial Capital years ago and stayed in the Imperial Inn for a long time. In a month, he got to know many children of the Wuhou family who were equally powerful.
He knew at least half of the fifty pairs of contestants. They were all the direct descendants of the Wuhou family in each state with the best cultivation talent. It was just a pity that the number one cultivation genius in the family disappeared from everyone when they arrived here.
It gives people a sense of loss, like a rabbit has died and a fox has lost its lips and teeth.
As fifty pairs of contestants entered the ring, the audience was filled with cheers and shouts from relatives and friends, which made Zhen Yingjun even more depressed. After all, he had no shame in bringing his relatives and friends.
When the fifty soul-refining mage-level escorts called out, the hundred-acre square suddenly became lively.
Seizing the opportunity to shine one by one, they revealed their trump cards on the field, including family secrets, proud stunts, and even all kinds of natural and earthly treasures that could temporarily enhance their strength.
It started with intensity, catching the guard and referee off guard, but thunderous applause erupted from the audience.
"That piece of shit Lin Tao from Haitang County actually has such a killer move. I didn't even force him out last time! It seems like I'm being merciful."
Zhen Yingjun secretly shook his head and lamented that he was too easy to be deceived. Such a simple and honest person also has hidden tricks, let alone other smart people!
As expected, old Lu Xiaoqi and Li Xin, whom they had just met, were busy using their trump cards. Zhen Yingjun was so angry that he cursed softly:
"I, Zhen Yingjun, curse all of you thoughtful bastards for a day trip!"
Curses are curses, you have to watch them carefully. Zhen Yingjun took advantage of the fact that he was several levels higher than them. After scolding those who failed, he would scold those who succeeded. Anyway, those who were not as strong as him would definitely not react as fast as him, so naturally he could curse. The sentence makes sense and hits the point directly.
The referee of the escort team on the side glanced sideways at Zhen Yingjun several times. However, this guy was a martial arts fanatic, and he did not know how to restrain himself. Instead, he dragged the escort team members of the Soul Refining Master realm to discuss the mistakes and gains and losses of these young men. .
The referee couldn't bear it anymore, and his expression turned from sunny to cloudy, then from cloudy to overcast, and when the clouds were about to start blowing, this guy finally knew how to look at people's faces. Without saying a word, he ran to the corner of the square and sat cross-legged. He even put on a bamboo hat and remained motionless like an old monk in meditation.
Until the end of the first game, Zhen Yingjun did not stand up to curse again. The referee finally breathed a sigh of relief and stopped paying attention to this guy's every move.
Zhen Yingjun waited for an hour, but did not see Bian Wanqing and Yu Yueyue coming down to find him, and his anxious heart finally calmed down.
Looking up quietly, I saw Bian Wanqing and Yu Yueyue discussing something in low voices, but their eyes fell on the listless Murong Lian from time to time.
The three of them had their brows furrowed and were worried, especially Murong Lian, whose eyes were swollen from crying. Her expression made Zhen Yingjun want to run over and meet them immediately.
Moreover, he wanted to tell Murong Lian about Ye Congwen's role in the bitter plot.
There is no other reason. After all, Xuanyuan Xiaoxiong, a master of the true holy realm who protects the calf, has not appeared. How could it be a real fight? Thinking back then, Liang Ju from Liang Guogong's Mansion was just chasing Ye Congwen around, and Xuanyuan Little Bear razed the entire Liang Guogong's Mansion to the ground in a rage.
Even when he failed to succeed, Ye Congwen remained unscathed. But this time it was different. If Elder Qingmu had really hurt Ye Congwen with his Chaos Finger, Xuanyuan Little Bear would have fought with him long ago. Where could he catch Ye Congwen? Leave from Congwen?
Zhen Yingjun's idea was very simple and clear, so he could tell at a glance that Ye Congwen was playing a trick again. As for the purpose, he couldn't guess it.
Little did he know that a child like Murong Lian, who was born in the Zhuguo Dukefu Alliance, had completely different considerations than him. Xuanyuan Little Bear dared to raze Liang Guogong's mansion to the ground because it was far more powerful than Liang Guogong and was on the right side.
This time is different. Elder Qingmu is far more powerful than Xuanyuan Little Bear. The strength of Chaos Academy is unfathomable. At least the Zhuguo Duke Mansion Alliance and the Hidden World Sect dare not provoke it.
In addition, Ye Congwen's fraud was wrong in the first place. Even if Elder Qingmu deliberately tampered with the Bone Age Pearl, how can you win over him without any evidence?
For one Ye Congwen, even if the Demon Hunting Guard was in its heyday three hundred years ago, he would have to think twice before offending a behemoth like Chaos Academy. Not to mention today’s Demon Hunting Guard, which is divided into separate countries?
Losing the car to protect the commander, leaving it in Murong Guogong's mansion, or leaving it on yourself, I'm afraid it will be the same choice. So if Xuanyuan Bear doesn't show up to help Ye Congwen, it proves that it has made a choice.
The strength of True Saint Realm masters is unfathomable, and ordinary body-forging warlocks are no different from ants in their eyes. Once they are angered, isn't it normal to slap a few to death with one slap?
Just like Liang Ju from Duke Liang's Mansion, he was still a soul-refining mage from the other side of the Divine Bridge. He angered Xuanyuan Little Bear and was slapped to death? Who would go to trouble Xuanyuan Xiaoxiong for Liang Ju?
Therefore, Murong Lian concluded that Ye Congwen must be in danger if he falls into the hands of Elder Qingmu. The Chaos Finger can only be solved by elder-level masters from Chaos Academy. Several times, I wanted to ask Duke Murong of the God King Realm to go to Chaos Academy to rescue Ye Congwen, but Murong Duke had been in seclusion. Unless the family was in trouble, who would dare to wake him up?
The two of them were not thinking on the same channel, so naturally they couldn't think of it together. Zhen Yingjun watched another game. He turned to look at Yu Yueyue and the other three people again. He found that the three of them were still worried and depressed. Zhen Yingjun was so angry that he cursed secretly:
"Everyone's cultivation has been wasted. They can't even see something so obvious. Is this the legendary saying that care leads to chaos?"
Yu Yueyue, who is at the level 2 bronze skin and iron bone perfection state, Murong Lian, who is at the tenth level bronze skin and iron bone entry level, plus Bian Wanqing, who is at the ninth level body shaping and shaping perfection state, are they not as good as Zhen, who is at the sixth level body shaping and shaping entry level state? hansome?
Zhen Yingjun suddenly became enlightened, and he felt as if he could clear the clouds and see the sun. Suddenly, he no longer bothered about the two minor embarrassments that he was not as strong as Bian Wanqing and Jia Zhenzhu.
He whistled and started to comment again. Looking at that posture, he wanted to rush to the ring to fight one against two.
Fists and kicks were exchanged in the ring, applause roared in the stands, and cheers and shouts gathered into a sea. Before I knew it, the morning had passed.
Only then did Zhen Yingjun realize that he was about to take the stage. He quickly sat cross-legged and meditated to regulate his inner breath. Before even using the technique, he was called on to the ring by the referee.
As soon as Zhen Yingjun made a move, he used the thirty-six-style lightning and thunder fist, which was so fast that it was dazzling. The lightning and thunder-like punch instantly attracted the attention of the audience in the stands. Everyone was whispering to each other, asking which Wuhou family's unique skill this was, and why they had never seen it before?
It has been passed down to ten, and even the most well-informed martial arts masters cannot recognize the origin of such fancy boxing techniques.
In the end, Murong Lian, who was still listless, turned to look at the place where there was a lot of movement in order to pass the time. When I saw Zhen Yingjun's boxing skills, I suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu and couldn't help but ask:
"Why does this boxing technique look so familiar? I seem to have seen it somewhere before?"
Yu Yueyue and Bian Wanqing followed Murong Lian's gaze. Yu Yueyue was still thinking, but Bian Wanqing immediately recognized:
"This is the Lightning and Thunder Fist of Zhen Mansion in Lizhou. This guy has already practiced the thirty-sixth form. The people who can participate in the genius event are all under thirty years old - apart from Zhen Yingjun, there is no one among the younger generation of Zhen Mansion. The second person has this strength.”
"Yes, yes, I remembered it as soon as sister Wan Qing said it. It's the self-proclaimed most handsome man in Lizhou, Zhen Yingjun. I didn't expect that he would also come to the genius event!"
Murong Lian rarely showed a smile, thinking about every bit of her life in the Beast Battlefield, her heart suddenly became cheerful.
"Others are named Zhen Yingjun. Everyone has recognized him as the most handsome man in Lizhou since childhood. Miss Murong said he prides himself on himself. Do you think there is anyone in Lizhou who is more handsome than Zhen Yingjun?"
Bian Wanqing asked narrowly, digging a small hole to see if Murong Lian could dig it out.
"Of course, Ye Congwen - isn't your Ye Congwen more handsome than him? This is what Zhen Yingjun said himself - he said he is the most beautiful man in Lizhou, and Ye Congwen said He is the most handsome man in Pangu Continent.”
As soon as Murong Lian said it, she realized something was wrong and immediately pulled Zhen Yingjun out.
"Zhen Yingjun is right. If Ye Congwen didn't have a good skin, how could he have abducted the Beidi Princess?"
