"Your mouth alone can't kill me. If you have the ability, let's compete in the ring!" Jiang Tian smiled slightly and continued to stimulate Wang Yun.
"Just go, am I still afraid of you?" Wang Yun's eyes were blood red, and he hated Jiang Tian to the core. If he could, he would like to cut Jiang Tian into pieces right now.
Jiang Tian jumped onto the ring, hooked Wang Yun, and said with a smile: "If you don't dare to come up, I won't laugh at you, but please don't show up and scream in front of me in the future!"
"you……!"
Wang Yun pointed at Jiang Tian, unable to control the anger in his heart anymore, and jumped onto the ring.
"Wang Yun, get down!" Wang Chan didn't expect that Wang Yun would be so excited by Jiang Tian's few words that she rushed to the ring. She immediately shouted at Wang Yun and never let Wang Yun fight Jiang Tian.
Even if Jiang Tian was able to defeat Fei Yutian, even if it was a bit of a fluke, his strength was definitely not comparable to that of Wang Yun.
Wang Yun turned to look at Wang Chan and said in a deep voice: "Third Sister, this guy humiliated me so much, I must let him know how powerful he is today!"
"Okay, so ambitious!"
Jiang Tian smiled slightly and high-fived. He didn't expect Wang Yun to be so out of control. He only said a few words before he jumped out, which gave him no chance to say the damaging words he had prepared later.
Wang Chan was silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice to Jiang Tian: "If there is any dissatisfaction between fellow sects, they can fight in the ring, but their lives must not be hurt, and their limbs must not be damaged. Junior Brother Jiang, you must remember this!"
Jiang Tian glanced at Wang Chan and said with a smile: "Of course I will abide by the sect's rules!"
"Stop talking nonsense, Jiang Tian, come here and die!" Wang Yun shouted angrily before Jiang Tian finished speaking, unsheathed his sword and pointed at Jiang Tian.
Jiang Tian waved to Wang Yun: "Come on! Make a move!"
"How dare you underestimate me?" Wang Yun's blood surged with anger, and he shouted angrily. The long sword surged with cyan light, turned into a sharp light, and struck Jiang Tian's chest.
Facing Wang Yun's menacing blow, Jiang Tian smiled proudly, instead of retreating, he rushed forward, facing the cyan Gang Qi, and smashed the Gang Qi to pieces with one punch.
Then, before Wang Yun came back to his senses, he appeared in front of Wang Yun in a blink of an eye. In a voice that only Wang Yun could hear, he said in a low voice: "With this punch, I will take the place of being entangled by you." Girl, I’ll beat you up!”
boom!
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Tian's right fist hit Wang Yun hard in the stomach.
Wang Yun's face suddenly turned pale, and his body was arched like a red-hot shrimp. Jiang Tian's punch directly shattered his frame, draining all his strength. He could not even hold the long sword in his hand tightly, clang. With a sudden movement, he fell onto the ring.
"Thank you for isolating me with this punch and letting me go to Moxiang Pavilion!" Jiang Tian didn't wait for Wang Yun to react, nor gave Wang Chan a chance to stop in the ring. He punched Wang Yun again. On the belly.
Wang Yun felt as if he had been hit by a ferocious beast. His body stiffened, and then he was thrown backward. While he was in mid-air, his face turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Then he fell heavily to the bottom of the ring and fainted. .
Jiang Tian first looked at the unconscious Wang Yun on the ground, then turned to look at Wang Chan, moved his right hand, and said lightly: "Isn't this too rough?"
"Awesome, seventh junior brother, you are so awesome!"
Under the ring, Chen Ziping and the others were shouting crazily. It was so easy and simple for Jiang Tian to win, which made them excited. They wished they were the one who was so popular.
"Senior Brother Mo, the disciple you have recruited this year is very good! If you can defeat Fei Yutian, it will definitely not be a problem to advance to Xiantian in the future!"
In front of the Qianyuan Hall, Chen Sheng next to Mr. Mo chuckled. Although he didn't know whether Jiang Tian's alchemy skills were as powerful as Xu Ruoling said, just looking at his cultivation, it can be said that he has a bright future.
Mr. Mo smiled and said: "Jiang Tian! He still needs to continue to polish. Let's get first place in the sect competition this year!"
"Senior Brother Mo, you have such a strong tone. You won the first place in the sect competition, but have you ever asked my Haoyue Peak disciples?" Wu Yuanqing came over, sat on the other side of Elder Mo, and then snorted coldly.
"Although Wang Chan is powerful, I am not bad at being a disciple. Look, haven't you Haoyue Peak disciples been beaten to pieces by him?" Mr. Mo pointed at Wang Yun who fainted and choked. Wu Yuanqing was speechless.
Chen Sheng smiled and said: "Senior Brother Mo, I heard that your disciple can also refine elixirs. If you have time, let him come to our Lingdan Pavilion and I will give him some advice!"
"Go and tell him yourself, Junior Brother Chen, I don't know what you are thinking. In short, Jiang Tian is my disciple of Moxiang Pavilion, and this will never change!" Mr. Mo smiled proudly, what does it mean to recognize talents with a keen eye? He picked up Jiang Tian.
Wang Chan raised her head, looked at Jiang Tian with cold eyes, and said solemnly: "You didn't kill Wang Yun. Next time we meet in the ring, I will spare you once!"
Before she finished speaking, she said in a deep voice: "Someone, send Wang Yun back to Haoyue Peak!"
Immediately, a disciple from Haoyue Peak stepped forward to help Wang Yun up and left Qianyuan Peak in a state of embarrassment.
"You'd better meet me first before you talk!" Jiang Tian showed no mercy, mocking Wang Chan before jumping off the stage.
"quiet!"
At this time, a low shout resounded throughout the entire Qianyuan Peak, and then the extremely noisy Qianyuan Peak fell silent instantly.
Lingxuzi appeared in front of everyone in a purple robe. His eyes swept over all the disciples below and said loudly: "Disciples, today is the day of our triennial competition in Qianyuan Mountain. I hope you will fight bravely to win." !”
"I will obey the sect master's decree!"
Jiang Tian also saluted and responded along with the Qianyuan Mountain disciples.
Lingxuzi nodded with satisfaction, then shook his sleeves and robe, and said loudly: "Okay, I announce that the competition has begun!"
Many deacons from Qianyuan Mountain appeared on each ring, and then began to call their names. As long as the disciples whose names were read out, they would go to the ring to decide the winner.
"Chen Ziping, Zhou Bo, C-shaped arena!"
Chen Ziping's name rang in the air. He was stunned for a moment, and then looked towards the C-shaped ring. He saw a young man in white robe with a long sword on his back, who had jumped onto the ring and was waiting for him with great ambition.
"Seventh Junior Brother, I...!"
Although he was full of confidence to win before, at this moment, Chen Ziping still felt uneasy.
Jiang Tian patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Go ahead! Just use your full strength and leave no regrets!"
Chen Ziping took a deep breath and nodded slightly: "Okay, seventh junior brother, I'm going. I can't lose in the first game. You wait for my good news!"
A look of determination appeared on his face, and he walked towards the C-shaped arena step by step. He took the last leap and stood opposite the young man in white robe.
