"No. 500, 300!"

"These two perverts!"

Mo Tian lowered his head and cursed.

He is only ranked 935th.

No wonder no one pays attention to him. Compared with these two perverts, his ranking is nothing!

"No, I'm going to catch up!"

Mo Tian gritted his teeth, chose the 800th place, and broke into the monument again.

In the martial arts stele space, Zhan Wuque quietly looked at the Wu Yi battle in front of him and took a picture.

The battle was left behind not long ago.

Soon, Wu Yi took action quickly.

He did not use any martial arts, and he punched straight to Zhan Wuque's eyebrows without any fancy punch.

Zhan Wuque's heart moved and he also punched back.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, Wu Yi was shaken away.

"The physical strength is not weak, it is almost comparable to the sixth-level monster."

Zhan Wuque thought to himself.

It seems that Wu Yi is still a physical cultivation, or a special physique.

Wu Yi was shocked and did not seem to be seriously injured. He stood firm, layered with golden light on his body, and a blurred figure appeared behind him.

The figure holds a shield in his left hand and a knife in his right hand. Although he can't see his face clearly, it gives people a feeling of being arrogant without anger.

"Martial God!"

Zhan Wuque said slowly.

That figure, not to mention that I can’t see clearly, even if it turns into ashes, Zhan Wuque can recognize it!

"So it's the Martial God Body! No wonder!"

Zhan Wuque saw that Wu Yi's physique was the body of the God of Martial Arts.

People with the Martial God body will have some Martial God physique.

The God of Martial Arts also practices his body and reaches an extremely terrifying state.

Ten thousand years ago, except for those hidden families or old monsters, the martial gods are the strongest body.

After the God of Martial Arts became a god, he used special means to enable some believers in the temple to have part of the physique of the God of Martial Arts.

This physique is called the Martial God Body.

The complete body of the martial god body can be comparable to the magic body.

At present, Wu Yi is at most a demigod body.

Even so, it makes the martial arts battle superb, far superior to the same level, and the physical body can be extremely powerful without practicing, and it is much stronger than ordinary physical cultivation. It is very amazing!

Now, Wu Yi activated his martial god physique to the extreme, and layers of golden light quickly condensed, forming a golden armor on him.

Wu Yi was shrouded in golden light and rushed towards Zhan Wuque again.

"I want to see if your martial god body is strong or my Nine-Turn Golden Body is strong!"

Zhan Wuque immediately ran "Nine-Turning Golden Body" and his palms instantly turned pure gold.

He jumped violently, like an eagle hitting the sky, slapped Wu Yi with lightning speed.

The next moment, Wu Yi and his armor turned into golden light spots all over the sky.

Wu Yi, defeated!

The name of the fifth hundredth place was replaced by Zhan Wuque again.

After Zhan Wuque came out, Wu Yi had not yet appeared.

"The top five hundred, two top five hundred!"

Everyone turned their attention to the third hundredth place.

They wanted to know whether Wu Yi succeeded or failed.

...

Royal Palace.

"Five hundred."

Emperor Tang whispered, "This is not his full strength."

If Zhan Wuque is really a reincarnation powerhouse, he can at least enter the top ten.

As for whether he can win the top three or even the first one, Emperor Tang is not sure.

Because the top ten geniuses on the list are all the great geniuses who have emerged from Qingzhou for countless years. They have the power to be powerful, no worse than the reincarnation power!

"Buzz!"

The small martial arts monument trembles.

Wu Yi came out.

When he saw Zhan Wuque standing outside, he seemed to be waiting for him on purpose, his face suddenly looked a little ugly.

The earlier Zhan Wuque comes out, the shorter the challenge time will be.

Look up.

really.

The fifth hundred has become Zhan Wuque.

But it doesn't matter, because he has already successfully challenged.

Wu Yi, the third hundred!

"Okay, OK!"

Wu Liu swept away the previous depression and laughed happily.

"The Lord of the Palace, the Son of God's talent has reached the qualification to be sent to the Lord of Dongzhou Palace. Do you think you want to notify there?"

A temple elder sent a voice.

"Notification, of course you have to notify me. You can just do this!"

Wu Liu replied.

Thinking of the reward from the main hall, Wu Liu couldn't help but show a hint of greed in his eyes.

"That's great. Maybe we can take this opportunity to break through Wuzong? We can also leave Qingzhou, a broken place where birds do not shit at that time!"

Wu Liu became more and more excited the more he thought about it.

On the other side, when Wu came out, Zhan Wuque's mouth slightly raised, chose the third hundredth place to challenge again.

"I don't believe you will succeed this time!"

Wu Yi's face turned cold and did not choose to continue challenging. Instead, he stood there and waited for Zhan Wuque's result to come out.

"Can he succeed?"

Everyone is waiting.

But no one expected that Zhan Wuque would appear again after just three breaths.

The challenge ends.

Wu Yi was squeezed to 301.

The third hundredth position was occupied by Zhan Wuque.

"Wow!"

Everyone was stunned.

It's not over yet, Zhan Wuque continues to challenge.

200th.

Two breathing times.

The challenge was successful!

One hundred.

One breathing time.

The challenge was successful!
To be continued...