Asura Martial System

A violent punch was sent flying. Zhao Xin was sent flying several meters away, his face pale.    

Looking at Zhao Xin who was being crushed on the arena, Jun Tianlan's lips curved into a pleased smile. What right did a trash have to challenge him?    

Anyone who offended him would die!    

Ren Wan'er saw that Zhao Xin was being crushed to the point of not being able to fight back, and her throat almost popped out of her throat.    

Lu Wuyan and Wei Qiwu, who were in the second round, looked at Zhao Xin. They could not help feeling puzzled. Zhao Xin's strength should not be limited to this.    

Just as the two of them had this thought.    

Bang!    

On the arena, Zhao Xin grabbed a tiny loophole in Wu Gang's body and punched him in the stomach.    

A thick Profound Qi rushed into Wu Gang's body.    

Puff!    

A mouthful of blood was spat out from ___'s mouth, and his face instantly turned pale. This punch had actually shattered three of his ribs.    

"You dog thing, it seems like I have some fun to play with."    

Wu Gang took a deep breath and smiled coldly. He waved his hands and two short curved daggers appeared in his hands.    

"Hand over your life, dog. It is your honor to die in my hands. Today will be the last day of your stay in Immortal Realm!"    

Zhao Xin took half a step back and snorted coldly, "It's not certain who will be sent to the Western Paradise."    

"A piece of trash with a broken dantian still wants to struggle?"    

"Realize the truth. With a broken dantian, even if you have cultivated to the Core Condensation Level 4, your Profound Qi is still too weak amongst those at the same level. You are still a piece of trash."    

"I can still give you pain if you give up struggling. The more you struggle, the more miserable your death will be!"    

Wu Gang smiled sinisterly. His figure turned into a dozen or so afterimages. The curved dagger in his hand stacked up and instantly landed beside Zhao Xin. He switched the dagger and slashed at Zhao Xin.    

His movements were smooth and natural. His movements were very simple, but they were neat and tidy. He did not hesitate at all. The dagger gave off a strong killing intent.    

It could be seen that Wu Gang's dagger technique was not ordinary!    

"That rookie met senior brother Wu Gang in his first match. He's really unlucky."    

"If he still doesn't surrender, he will definitely die a miserable death."    

"Even if he is from the same sect, Wu Gang won't let him go. He is a man who kills without blinking his eyes."    

Seeing this killing blow, Jun Tianlan stood up from his seat in excitement. How could he not be excited that Zhao Xin was going to die in the next second?    

Lu Wuyan, Wei Qiwu, and Ren Wan'er were extremely nervous. They were all begging Zhao Xin not to act on impulse. A man should be able to stretch his arms and shrink his back. They were all begging Zhao Xin to surrender as soon as possible.    

Wu Gang laughed with a ferocious and excited expression on his face. "Are you still not going to surrender? If you kneel in front of me and beg for mercy now, perhaps I will spare your life."    

"Surrender?"    

Zhao Xin pursed his lips and his cold lips became colder and colder. "I don't have the word 'surrender' in my dictionary."    

A scarlet Bloody Eye appeared.    

The moment Wu Gang made his move, Zhao Xin had already activated the Bloody Eye and Cardiac Network.    

He bent down and dodged the dagger.    

Zhao Xin bent over and threw a punch.    

Bang!    

With a flash, he arrived beside Wu Gang and threw his fist at his face.    

Wu Gang was shocked. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.    

The punch came at him, and blood spurted out.    

A few teeth with blood flew out and landed on the ground. Wu Gang's brain buzzed. He flew out of the arena and smashed into the ground that was dozens of meters high.    

One punch!    

With just one punch, Wu Gang was sent flying. Just how much strength did this punch have to knock Wu Gang, who was at the fifth level of the Core Formation Stage, out of the arena?    

Ding!    

Congratulations to the host for killing Wu Gang, who was at the fifth level of the Core Formation Stage. Obtained 110,000 experience points and 70,000 Profound Qi.    

Congratulations to the host for his 1-star cultivation technique, Saber Blade Technique. Do you wish to cultivate it?    

Hearing the system notification sound, Zhao Xin was slightly stunned. He did not intend to kill Wu Gang. After calculating his health, he should still have a breath left. He still planned to use Wu Gang to humiliate Jun Tianlan.    

He did not expect that he would die. It was a pity that he had lost the opportunity to humiliate Jun Tianlan.    

More than five thousand people were dumbfounded and couldn't believe what they had just heard.    

However, Wu Gang, who was lying on the ground, had no choice but to believe it. Wu Gang had used all of his skills, and Zhao Xin had defeated Wu Gang with just a simple punch.    

"Is he still human?"    

"He was able to kill a first level Core Formation cultivator when he was at the fifth level of the Foundation, and he was able to kill a fifth level Core Formation cultivator when he was at the Core Condensation Level 4. Does he not have the ability to differentiate between different levels?"    

Countless people began to suspect whether the strict distribution of realms was really useless to Zhao Xin.    

Every time, he would jump ranks to fight an enemy, and he even won so easily.    

There was simply no one else!    

The referee was stunned for a moment. He flew down from the arena and discovered that Wu Gang was already out of breath.    

One punch to kill!    

The referee was also shocked. He hesitated for a long time before he announced Zhao Xin's victory.    

Ren Wan'er also let out a sigh of relief in her heart.    

On the other hand, the veins on Jun Tianlan's forehead were bulging. He sat behind his master and almost shattered the handle of the chair. His face was filled with anger. "Wu Gang, this trash."    

Zhao Xin jumped off the arena. Wei Qiwu and Lu Wuyan both walked forward to congratulate him.    

Zhao Xin suddenly killed Wu Gang with a punch. This made them worry. What if they met Zhao Xin? Would he be a match for Zhao Xin?    

Zhao Xin's body was full of mysteries, but these were the things that attracted them.    

One hand was used to concoct pills and the other hand was used to carve formations. There was not a single one in ten thousand of them.    

Disregarding the division of realms, killing experts who were higher than their own cultivation level made them prostrate themselves in admiration.    

Boom!    

As the three of them conversed, an explosive sound suddenly rang out in the sky.    

"Ah!"    

Following a miserable cry, a human figure flew out from the seventh ring.    

A fat man landed on the ring with a loud bang. He had an excited look on his face. He had won this match!    

"This fat man is very strong."    

"Not even the third level of the Core Formation Stage was able to injure him. Instead, he was exhausted and defeated."    

"Tsk tsk, this fatty's fat is really formidable."    

Everyone looked at Luo Feilong and discussed amongst themselves.    

The first round of competition ended very quickly.    

In the second round, Lu Wuyan faced cultivator, who was at the third level of the Core Formation Stage, and defeated him within ten moves.    

Wei Qiwu said, "Looks like Senior Apprentice Brother Lu still has some hidden strength. I think he wants to deal with Jun Tianlan."    

As for Jun Tianlan's opponent, he directly surrendered, and Jun Tianlan won without a fight.    

Out of the eighty-two competitors, only thirty-four remained. Because a few of them died together with each other, it was not considered a victory. Therefore, the remaining people were standing in the seventeen arenas.    

Jun Tianlan tapped the tip of his foot and flew up to the arenas swiftly and gracefully.    

His handsome appearance made countless female disciples want to give birth to monkeys for him.    

The rest of them also jumped onto the arena.    

Zhao Xin saw that his opponent was Wei Qiwu and said with a bitter smile, "Senior disciple Wei."    

Wei Qiwu's expression became even uglier. He smiled awkwardly and said, "I will do my best. Junior Brother Zhao, attack."    

Both of them were just about to attack.    

Suddenly, the scene fell into chaos.    

They saw Jun Tianlan pushing his opponent away with one hand. He looked incomparably handsome and heroic. Jun Tianlan's opponent was also quite famous and powerful in Holy Ruins Sect.    

Jun Tianlan had only used one hand from the beginning to the end, and he had defeated his opponent with five strikes.    

"So handsome."    

"Strong and talented, and so handsome. Ah ~ I can't take it anymore. I want to give birth to ten children for him. "    

"Senior Jun, I love you!"    

Jun Tianlan slowly jumped off the arena with a look of enjoyment on his face. He really enjoyed this kind of worship.    

"Look, Zhao Xin has defeated senior disciple Wei Qiwu."    

Suddenly, a loud shout was heard.    

Those who were worshipping Jun Tianlan turned their heads around and saw Wei Qiwu falling to the ground in a sorry state.    

This was only because Zhao Xin had given them a little bit of trouble. Wei Qiwu had recently broken through to the Core Condensation Level 4, and although his Pill Fire had reached the acme of perfection, he still wasn't a match for Zhao Xin.    

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