"Boy, are you going to give in?"

Zhou Yuan smiled coldly, looked down at his right hand, and murderous intent surged in his eyes.

Although he had applied the ointment, he could still feel a piercing pain.

After being twisted by Zhan Wuque in public, Zhou Yuan felt that he had lost all his face and vowed to find face in the ring.

Although he suffered a great loss just now, he still firmly believed that Zhan Wuque succeeded because of a sneak attack. If he fought face to face, Zhan Wuque would definitely be beaten by him.

"I'm enough to deal with you, the five scumbags who fight, alone."

Zhan Wuque said lightly, and his tone was not taken seriously.

"What is the Battle of Wushao?"

Zhou Yuan asked the person next to him.

"Uh, it seems like a slag with a combat power of 5," the man said uncertainly.

"Damn it!"

Zhou Yuan felt angry.

Is this treating them all as chubby?!

"You go up first and try him."

Zhou Yuan randomly assigned someone.

This person has the cultivation level of the Martial Emperor's peak and has good combat power. He can also rank at the upper level in the Yanri Peak team.

"Baby, get up and fight, grandpa will teach you how to be a human being!"

The man suddenly chopped the ground and immediately soared into the sky and landed steadily on the stage.

The man was wearing a black suit, tall and thin, holding two daggers. While he was speaking, the daggers rotated rapidly, and the sound of "screaming" breaking through the air kept ringing in the air.

"court death!"

Seeing that the other party's mouth turned dirty, Zhan Wuque's eyes flashed with a cold light and disappeared in an instant.

When it appears again, it is already the center of the arena.

"Referee, let's start! I can't wait!" The man opposite saw Zhan Wuque coming on stage, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It just so happens that I can't wait."

Zhan Wuque's voice was cold, "I can't wait to kill you!"

"I want to see who beat who to death!" The man smiled disdainfully, and Yuanli encouraged him.

At this moment, the referee's voice rang out, "The competition began!"

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the ring swayed violently.

Zhan Wuque's whole person was like a shell, shooting out from the spot.

In the blink of an eye, before the time came, he rushed to the man and punched him out.

"you!"

The man was shocked and did not expect Zhan Wuque to be so fast!

He had only had time to fold his arms and cross the sword, and then he felt a wave of overwhelming force coming towards him.

"boom!"

A figure flew backwards quickly.

Zhan Wuque slowly closed his fists and his face was calm.

From the moment he took action, he was extremely moving to extremely quiet, only in a moment.

Looking at the man opposite, he was already lying on the edge of the ring, his chest was covered with blood, completely fainting, and he didn't know what he was.

"Tianji Peak, win!"

The referee looked shocked, and he didn't seem to expect the battle to end so quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the winner was decided.

"Bang!"

Zhou Yuan hit the ground with one punch.

"Bad stuff!"

Zhou Yuan angrily scolded, "You won't go and lift this embarrassing thing down!"

"yes!"

Several disciples from Yanrifeng quickly came to the stage.

Zhan Wuque looked at this scene coldly and spoke lightly, "Continue!"

"hateful!"

Zhou Yuan was furious and was about to come to power.

"Wait, Senior Brother Zhou Yuan, you are the captain, you should stay in the last game. If you lose, won't we lose?" someone shouted quickly.

Zhou Yuan is the strongest in the team. If Zhou Yuan is defeated, how can they play in the next three games?

"Bang!"

Zhou Yuan slapped the man in the face.

"What the hell do you mean? I will defeat him?" Zhou Yuan said viciously, turned around and went onto the ring.

"Zhan Wuque, be prepared to die!"

Zhou Yuan held the sword in his right hand, and with a stroke of the void, a three-foot purple thunder sword jumped out.

"Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword!"

"It's the Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword of Yan Ri Peak. Isn't this the sword of the Lord of Hong Peak? Why is it in Zhou Yuan's hands?"

"It's still a question. It must be given to Zhou Yuan by Master Hongfeng, so that he can win the ranking in the competition!"

"The Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword is a ground-level weapon and has been refined by Hongfeng for many years. Its power is extraordinary. I'm afraid that that kid will be in trouble!"

Everyone was talking, some showed gloating, while others looked worried.

"It's broken. Zhou Yuan actually has such a powerful sword in his hand. Brother Zhan will not be in danger, right?" Ling Feixue looked anxious.

"Don't worry, Sister Fei Xue, the young master's ability is far beyond your imagination. Even if Zhou Yuan has a sword in his hand, he will not be a young master's opponent," Ling'er comforted.

She saw Zhan Wuque killing the elder of the Xiao family, a real martial spirit powerful man in front of him.

Not to mention that Zhan Wuque destroyed the Xu family afterwards.

"Hahaha, Brother Tianji, it seems that your Tianji Peak is still my defeated man under Yanrifeng," Hong Yuan said with a smile.

At this moment, he had to admire his wit.

Zhou Yuan holding his Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword in his hand is definitely able to enter the top five, or even the top three, and it is not impossible.

"Shameless!"

Many people feel contempt for Hong Yuan.

It is already an open cheat to use my sword for my disciples.

"Don't worry, it's not out yet," Tianjizi spoke calmly.

"Zixiao Divine Thunder?"

On the ring, Zhan Wuque looked at the thunder sword in Zhou Yuan's hand and raised his lips slightly.

I'm really sleepy and I'm giving a pillow.

What he lacks the most now is the power of lightning.

Not only do you need to practice yourself, but thunderwood also needs to absorb the power of lightning and growth.

Since that's the case, I'm not polite.

Zhan Wuque's mouth showed a smile.

Zhou Yuan on the opposite side thought that Zhan Wuque would be so scared that he knelt down and begged for mercy after seeing the Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword, but he didn't expect that Zhan Wuque was not afraid at all, but instead looked eager to try.

I immediately felt unhappy.

"The competition begins!"

The referee said loudly.

"I think you won't cry until you see the coffin!" Zhou Yuan immediately activated the Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword, determined to leave a profound lesson for Zhan Wuque!

"Divine Thunder comes to the world!"

Zhou Yuan poured the Yuanli in his body into the sword, and then waved it violently, and a purple electric snake jumped out from the tip of the sword.
To be continued...