Jiang Tian looked at Chen Ziping's figure and smiled slightly. Even if he couldn't win this time, as long as he had the mentality of not shrinking in the face of a strong enemy, he would practice hard in the future and his future achievements would never be low.
"Jiang Tian, Lei Wanjun, Gengzi Arena!"
"Seventh Junior Brother, Gengzi Arena!"
When Liu Jincheng and the others heard the deacon call out Jiang Tian's name, they were all more excited than Jiang Tian. They immediately pointed to the Geng-shaped arena, wishing they could see Jiang Tian show off his power on the arena right away.
Jiang Tian smiled slightly and walked towards the Geng-shaped ring. When he stepped onto the ring, the young man in black robe standing opposite had an impatient look on his face.
Lei Wanjun shook the black iron spear in his hand and brought out a ball of brilliant gun flowers. Then he put away the spear and knocked it heavily on the ring, making a thunderous noise.
He snorted coldly: "I heard that you defeated Junior Brother Fei. I thought you were so powerful. But when I saw you today, it was nothing more than that. I, Lei Wanjun, have made a name for myself, so I will start by defeating you!"
Jiang Tian looked at Lei Wanjun helplessly, beckoned: "Stop talking nonsense, let's do it!"
Lei Wanjun said in a deep voice: "Show your weapon!"
"The long sword on my back will be unsheathed if it should be unsheathed!" Jiang Tian patted the green rainbow sword on his back and smiled proudly. The Lei Wanjun in front of him was not qualified to let him use the weapon.
Lei Wanjun's eyes filled with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you look down on me!"
He raised his spear and stomped his right foot heavily on the ring. Amidst the roar of thunder, he transformed into a black dragon and rushed toward the sky.
The black spear was now the sharpest fangs and claws of the dragon. It carried an extremely sharp black energy, and seemed to have the terrifying power to tear everything into pieces.
"Amazing, Qi Tianfeng Lei Wanjun is said to be very powerful. When I saw him today, he certainly lived up to his reputation!"
"I think Lei Wanjun is at least in the middle stage of blood refining. Do you think Jiang Tian can defeat him?"
"Don't forget, Jiang Tian was the one who defeated Fei Yutian! Although Senior Brother Fei didn't use a weapon at that time, Jiang Tian's cultivation level is definitely higher than Lei Wanjun's!"
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Below the Geng Zi Arena, the disciples of Qianyuan Mountain who were watching the battle were whispering. Although they were all surprised by Lei Wanjun's strength, no one thought he could defeat Jiang Tian.
Jiang Tian dodged and appeared in front of Lei Wanjun, then Shi Shiran grabbed the black iron spear with his right hand.
Lei Wanjun's eyes flashed with sternness, and he said in a deep voice: "Seeking death!"
Before he finished speaking, the spear in his hand began to tremble violently, and the sharp Gang Qi also continued to rotate. If anyone dared to grab the gun with bare hands and bumped into the Gang Qi, he would definitely be trapped in the trap.
However, in the next moment, the gang energy dissipated, the gun shadow disappeared, and the arena instantly changed from turbulent to calm and gentle.
"you you……!"
Lei Wanjun's face was filled with shock and he looked at Jiang Tian in disbelief.
I saw Jiang Tian holding the black iron spear with one hand. The spear, which was originally unruly and like a dragon, now became extremely tame in Jiang Tian's hands. No matter how Lei Wanjun moved his Gang Qi, it could not be shaken at all, let alone He broke free of the spear from Jiang Tian's hand.
"Have you seen, Jiang, Junior Brother Jiang is so powerful? Lei Wanjun is definitely not weak. He actually neutralized Senior Brother Lei's killing move so easily!"
"Nonsense, Junior Brother Jiang is the one who defeated Senior Brother Fei. Isn't it easy to deal with Lei Wanjun?"
"I'm afraid only Wang Chan and the others can deal with Junior Brother Jiang. I'm really looking forward to it!"
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The Qianyuan Mountain disciples below the Gengzi Arena were all stunned when they saw this scene. Although they were sure that Lei Wanjun was not Jiang Tian's opponent, they did not expect that Jiang Tian would be so relaxed when facing Lei Wanjun.
Jiang Tian flicked his wrist.
Buzz!
The barrel of the black iron spear suddenly trembled. Lei Wanjun could not hold the barrel at all, and the tiger's mouth was torn apart instantly. Then Jiang Tian tightened his grip on the spear, and Wang Lei Wanjun's chest was gently lifted.
boom!
The barrel of the gun hit Lei Wanjun's chest, sending him flying backwards, somersaulting seven or eight times in a row, and finally fell to the ring.
Lei Wanjun's face turned red with embarrassment, he stood up and clasped his fists at Jiang Tian: "Junior Brother Jiang's cultivation level is indeed far superior to mine. I am convinced that I lost this battle!"
Jiang Tian threw the black iron spear to Lei Wanjun and said with a smile: "Brother Lei, I'm offended!"
Lei Wanjun took the spear and turned around to leave Qianyuan Mountain. He was full of confidence before, but he didn't know that Jiang Tian would not make a single move. He really had no shame in staying here anymore.
"Jiang Tian wins and will be rewarded with a Peiyuan Pill!"
The deacon on the ring exhaled loudly, and then threw a jade bottle to Jiang Tian.
Jiang Tian took the jade bottle, saluted the black-robed deacon, and then jumped off the ring. Just as he was about to go to the C-shaped ring to watch the battle, he saw Chen Ziping walking towards him dejectedly. Not only was his nose and face swollen, but his clothes were also damaged in many places. , extremely embarrassed.
"Seventh Junior Brother, I lost!" Chen Ziping had a round face, a bruised nose and a swollen face. At this moment, he looked at Jiang Tian with even more aggrieved eyes. He came on stage confidently, but who knew that he was beaten up after only seven moves? , was thrown off the ring in the end, feeling ashamed and angry, but helpless. Only when he saw Jiang Tian did he feel that he had found his backbone.
Jiang Tian patted Chen Ziping's shoulder and said softly: "It doesn't matter. Victory or defeat is a common thing for military officers. If you lose this time, just win it back next time!"
"The disciples of Moxiang Pavilion are really a bunch of trash! They can't even block my ten moves. If I were them, I wouldn't dare to stand on the ring!" At this time, an arrogant laughter came from behind Chen Ziping. .
I saw a handsome young man wearing a green brocade robe, carrying a long sword on his back, and followed by several disciples. He was standing in the middle like stars holding the moon, looking at Chen Ziping with disdain.
"Who are you? It's not your turn to tell us what our Moxiang Pavilion disciples' cultivation is like!" Jiang Tian frowned and stood in front of Chen Ziping.
"He is my defeated general, why am I not qualified?" The man in green robe chuckled and whispered: "You lose quickly, to be honest, I haven't beaten you enough today!"
"Your Excellency, you have a grudge against our Moxiang Pavilion disciples?" Jiang Tian's eyes narrowed slightly. The man in green robe was obviously coming for them. Chen Ziping was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. It was probably his intention.
The man in green robe smiled proudly and said loudly to the followers around him: "Tell him, who is this young master?"
One of the followers stood up, smiled, and said loudly: "Young Master Wu is the direct grandson of the master of Haoyue Peak. He is the genius of Haoyue Peak second only to Junior Sister Wang. You humiliated me, a disciple of Haoyue Peak, and you dared to be disrespectful to Junior Sister Wang. Master Wu will give you a good look today!"
Wu Yingzhuo said in a deep voice: "Boy, let me tell you, today I will beat each of you disciples of Moxiang Pavilion on sight. You'd better pray not to meet me, otherwise, your fate will be the same as him!"
