After Wang Xiaolong struggled for a moment in the restraints of the vine net, he already knew that he was completely defeated.
Lu Chen stretched out his hand to untie the vine net and let Wang Xiaolong fall on the ring.
"Brother Lu has good skills, I admire him."
Wang Xiaolong looked at Lu Chen and cupped his hands and said, "There are so many talents in the world of cultivation now. It seems like we old people should retire too."
"Thank you for the compliment, Brother Wang. Brother Wang has fought dozens of times and is lacking in physical strength. I just took advantage of him."
Lu Chen looked at Wang Xiaolong and said with a smile: "If Brother Wang has enough physical strength, the result may not be certain."
"If I lose, I lose. I don't need any interface."
Wang Xiaolong directly stretched out his hand and interrupted Lu Chen: "The winner gets it, the loser gets nothing. This is our rule."
"That's a good saying, the winner gets it, the loser gets nothing." Lu Chen bowed to Wang Xiaolong again: "Brother Wang, I really admire you."
"hehe."
Wang Xiaolong grabbed all the trophies on the table and threw them to Lu Chen: "These are all for you. Say hello to Brother Nantian for me and say that I, Wang Xiaolong, admire him very much and want to recognize him as my brother."
"OK."
Lu Chen put the loot into the storage belt and handed it over to Wang Xiaolong again: "Let me first thank Brother Wang for Xiao Jianzi."
"Haha, then I, the big brother, will leave first."
Wang Xiaolong picked up the dagger on the ground, jumped off the ring with a loud laugh, and disappeared into the crowd.
Seeing Wang Xiaolong's figure disappear, Lu Chen grabbed the tentacle of the Green Emperor Sacred Tree with one hand, looked down, and shouted softly: "Next one, come up."
Wang Xiaolong was Jun Wudi's number one killer, but he was defeated by Lu Chen in less than a minute.
Lu Chen's eyes flashed with sharp light. Without looking at anyone, the monk quickly lowered his head. For a moment, no one wanted to go up by himself.
"Oh..., is there no one here?" Lu Chen looked at the people under the ring and sighed softly.
The monks under the ring stared at Lu Chen and whispered softly: "It would be fine if you don't suppress your cultivation, but if you suppress your cultivation, isn't it just a waste of money?"
"Yes, even Brother Xiaolong failed, what else do you want from us?"
Lu Chen heard the mutterings in the audience and didn't want to wait. He slowly gathered the Green Emperor Sacred Tree in his hands and slowly said: "If no one from the audience takes the initiative to come up, then..."
"You are the one."
Lu Chen controlled the Green Emperor Sacred Tree and transformed it into a giant sword, pointing at the tall monk who was still standing on the table.
Lu Chen controlled the giant sword, pointed at the tall monk and shook it: "Since you stand tall, then you can do it."
"Me? Hehehe."
The tall monk saw Lu Chen holding a giant sword and pointing it at him. He felt that Lu Chen was looking down on him, so he took out his weapon from under the table.
"They all say that you can be invincible at the same level as your breath control state. I still don't believe it. This is not the Qi Drinking state where you can only use brute force."
"In that case."
The tall monk suddenly kicked the table, causing the bottle of wine to fly up: "This time, let me, Sun Xiaohu, see if your invincibility in the same realm is true."
"Ha..." Sun Xiaohu tightened his grip on the weapon, and the wine in the pot hung in the air, pouring all of it into Sun Xiaohu's mouth.
Sun Xiaohu glanced at Lu Chen, then looked at the sword in his hand, took a deep breath, and sprayed all the wine on the long-handled sword in his hand.
"Come on..." Sun Xiaohu shouted and threw the sword towards the ring. The spiritual energy in his body was circulating. This was the cultivation of the seventh level of Breath Control Realm.
Lu Chen looked at Sun Xiaohu's aura and closed his eyes slightly: "Is he at the seventh level of Breath Control Realm? The pressure on me is not too strong."
"Humph, you have to try it before you know."
Sun Xiaohu snorted disdainfully at Lu Chen, quickly poked himself a few times, sealed several large holes, and pressed his spiritual energy to the first level of breath regulation.
"Let me end your winning streak."
At this time, Pu Dao happened to be flying halfway, and Sun Xiaohu jumped directly, stepping on Pu Dao in mid-air and landed in the center of the ring.
Sun Xiaohu grabbed the Pu Dao and held it in front of him. He crouched slightly and looked at Lu Chen carefully: "I'm not like Brother Xiaolong who will only hide on the side. My knife will only confront the opponent head-on."
"Really? Leave."
Lu Chen snorted coldly, and the tentacles of the Green Emperor Sacred Tree turned into whips, and struck Sun Xiaohu with one whip.
"boom……"
There was a loud noise, and before Sun Xiaohu could react, he was knocked out of the ring by the whip.
"How can this be."
Sun Xiaohu was flying in mid-air and looked at Lu Chen in shock: "The force of this attack was like a mountain pressing down on him. This is definitely not the power that should be at the first level of the Breath Control Realm."
Lu Chen laid a vine net on the ground to give Sun Xiaohu a chance to buffer: "Nothing is impossible. The strength of my single punch now exceeds 20,000 kilograms."
"Twenty thousand pounds with one punch?"
Sun Xiaohu lay on the vine net and watched Lu Chen's pupils tremble: "This is the perfection of breath regulation, so you can have physical strength."
"With this kind of power, at the first level of the Breath Control Realm, there will be no opponents at all."
Sun Xiaohu looked at Lu Chen on the stage, and then thought about the time it took for him to get on and off the stage. He only had 5 seconds. The worldview in my heart collapsed instantly.
Sun Xiaohu slowly climbed out of the vine net, looked at Lu Chen, and his body began to tremble: "Is it true that there is such a thing as being invincible at the same level?"
Lu Chen noticed that Sun Xiaohu was looking at him, and then smiled and saluted Sun Xiaohu.
"Alas... the world has changed. I have practiced hard for more than two hundred years, but I am not as good as a child in his twenties."
Sun Xiaohu sighed, cupped his hands to Lu Chenyi, picked up his plain knife, bowed his head and left.
"With the advent of the Golden Age, the Secret Realm of Spiritual Energy will inevitably be fully restored. This will definitely be an opportunity for a very small number of people with talents, but..."
Jun Wudi sat at the round table and sighed as he watched Sun Xiaohu leave silently.
"But for people like Sun Xiaohu who have no talent for cultivation and can only spend a lot of time accumulating spiritual energy, it is tantamount to a journey of destruction."
"well……."
Master Jun looked at the door of the cabin, only Sun Xiaohu's back was left, and sighed: "Is the world really going to change? Second uncle!"
Jun Wudi looked at Lu Shen's back and nodded: "The son of destiny in this life seems to have appeared. His current combat power has set a standard for the golden age."
"Second uncle, is this little Lu'er?" Mr. Jun looked at Lu Chen who was constantly fighting on the ring and asked in confusion.
"At the moment, he is right, but everyone may become that person, and the real result depends on the result."
"Don't always live in the shadow of your elder brother, you may also become the person who leads that era." Jun Wudi reached out and patted Master Jun on the shoulder: "Tianfengcheng Mansion is the place where you should live."
"Second uncle..., can I really catch up with eldest brother's strength?"
Mr. Jun raised his head and looked at Jun Wudi, and said blankly: "There is still Tianfengcheng Mansion. I'm afraid I won't be able to go back in my life."
"Don't forget, you also have the power to control the way of heaven." Jun Wudi touched Master Jun's hair: "And you also have a partner you can entrust, which is something your elder brother never has."
Mr. Jun looked at Jun Wudi and nodded heavily: "Second uncle..., I will work hard."
"Uncle Jun, brother Jun..."
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"He is so pitiful." Nantian Wan'er stared at the door of the cabin, and the lonely Sun Xiaohu said: "Is there really no way to change the talent for training? In that case, everyone's starting point for training will be fair."
"Sigh... If the way of heaven is still there, the cultivation talents will indeed change immediately after birth. But the way of heaven has disappeared for many years, and now the cultivation talents on the mainland can only rely on blood to pass on."
Jun Wudi touched Nan Tian Wan'er's head and sighed: "If you want to change your cultivation talent now, you can only marry a powerful person. There is no other way."
"This is the real reason why aristocratic families survive and common people suffer." Nan Tian Yijian's angry voice suddenly sounded from behind the military master.
Mr. Jun turned around and quickly supported Nan Tian Yijian: "Xiao Jianzi, why did you come out? How is your body feeling?"
"I feel better."
Nan Tian patted Mr. Jun with his sword, turned around and came to Jun Wudi's side, knelt directly on the ground, and respectfully performed the most noble etiquette on the East Antarctic Continent towards Jun Wudi.
Nan Tian Yijian did it nine times, and then he said to Jun Wudi: "Uncle Jun, please tell me, is it true that as long as we find the way of heaven again, we can really change the problem of civilian cultivation?"
"This is indeed possible. But our military family has the perception of the way of heaven. Starting from the first family head, we have been searching for hundreds of thousands of years and still haven't found it. Then it is impossible in this world..."
"Uncle Jun, please tell me how to find it. I want civilians to be able to practice. I don't want any more orphans to be bullied in the world."
After saying that, Nan Tian Yijian's head began to hit the ground again and again, hard.
Jun Wudi watched Nan Tian Yijian kowtow over and over again, and suddenly had a different expression on his face. He quickly stopped Nan Tian Yijian: "However, I think you can give it a try."
Jun Wudi lifted Nan Tian Yijian up, gently patted the dust on Nan Tian Yijian's clothes with his hands, looked into Nan Tian Yijian's eyes, and continued to say: "Because I saw a different light from your eyes."
"Uncle Jun..., is it true?"
Nan Tian Yijian looked at Jun Wudi and bowed his hands. This was the first time he heard such strong appreciation and recognition from others.
"Hehehe, Xiao Junzi knows how to find the way of heaven, and he will take him with him in the future." Jun Wudi nodded, and put Nantian Yijian and Master Jun's hand together.
"Now, let's watch the arena first. We will talk about these things later. There is no rush to find the way of heaven right now. There will be plenty of time in the future."
"Yes, Uncle Jun." Nan Tian Yijian arranged his clothes, sat next to Master Jun and looked towards the ring.
