Thunder Martial

In the early morning of the second day, the golden sunlight shone on the square yesterday, rendering the square golden.

The winner of the competition will be decided today, and who can become the core disciple will also be announced today.

Early in the morning, many people gathered here. In addition to many outer disciples, there were also many inner disciples who wanted to see who was the lucky one today.

At the same time, there are some inner disciples who bet with contribution points.

Yesterday's green clothes were replaced by today's white clothes, and twenty inner disciples in white clothes appeared one after another.

Wang Meng was the first to arrive here. Wang Meng, dressed in white, looked very energetic. As soon as he appeared, he aroused many cheers.

Of course, most of them are female disciples.

After that was Wu Sheng, this nameless boy, who also accumulated a lot of popularity in yesterday's battle, and some people cheered.

Followed by Miao Kong, small eyes, ordinary appearance, ignored by everyone.

After Miaokong, there is Zichen, dressed in white, Zichen looks handsome and unrestrained, but his popularity is not high, and there is no voice.

Just after he appeared, there were deafening boos in the square.

"It's him, Zichen, the guy who got shit luck."

"it's him."

The boos were like ocean waves, one wave after another, continuous, without any intention of stopping.

"It seems that you are much worse than me." Miao Kong turned his head and said jokingly.

Zi Chen spread his hands helplessly, not paying any attention to those boos. Because today, he wants to show his strongest strength and compete for the first place.

This is Zi Chen's ultimate goal.

One battle will determine the outcome, and today the result is out, so there is no need for Zi Chen to hide it. The reason why he concealed it yesterday was because he was afraid that someone would feel threatened and attack him at night.

After the booing, there was another burst of cheers, which was not weaker than the booing at all, and it sounded better than the booing. Lin Xue followed Zi Chen out and was welcomed.

Immediately after were the rest of the dozen or so people, among them was Ke Xue, a strong young man who managed to break into the top 20 with a set of iron fists, which is really impressive.

"Very good." The Great Elder stood on the high platform, dressed in a big red robe, and spoke again, "Seeing you, I can see the future of Lingwuzong, Lingwuzong is wonderful because of you, let's fight, stimulate your potential, let Let us old guys see your truest level."

The crowd was boiling, and the twenty young people were all excited, with fanaticism and fighting spirit in their eyes, including Zi Chen, who wanted to show his skills today, enter the core in one fell swoop, and become a core disciple.

In today's battle, he wants to shock and shock everyone.

"Okay, I think you are all ready, let's start the battle." The Great Elder said.

The list of battles was already made yesterday, and the one who fought with Zi Chen was named Lu Ben, an eighteen-year-old youth who used a set of third-rate combat skills, the Wind Cleave Knife.

Same as Lin Ying back then.

It's just that Lu Ben's understanding of combat skills is stronger, and he has almost touched his original intention.

Twenty people were divided into ten battle places, and the battle kicked off in an instant.

Outside the arena, Su Mengyao still appeared today, but in the first battle, she did not go to see Lin Xue, but Zi Chen.

"I don't know what his potential is. He hid his clumsiness yesterday, but today he will show it to the fullest. He is very cautious." Su Mengyao thought to herself, there seemed to be a hint of curiosity in her beautiful eyes.

Next to him, Chen Feng noticed any change in Su Mengyao's expression, and looked at Zi Chen, with an imperceptible cold light flashing in his eyes.

At the same time, those who noticed Zi Chen's clumsiness yesterday all stared at Zi Chen, and Wang Xiong and others who were going to deal with Zi Chen's inner disciples also did the same.

"Zi Chen, your luck has come to an end when you met me, Lu Ben." The long knife was unsheathed, exuding a cold light, and Lu Ben grinned at Zi Chen.

"Your strength is good, and you are expected to enter the top ten, but it is a pity that you met me." Zi Chen said calmly.

"Don't be ashamed, Zi Chen, it's still too late for you to admit defeat, or you will be hurt by my knife, don't blame me for not reminding you." Lu Ben was furious, and the long knife in his hand had already started to dance.

"Lu Ben, teach Zi Chen a lesson."

"That is, you must let this guy who got lucky with shit see your strength."

"Tell him that luck is luck after all, and strength cannot be compared."

The inner disciple who was lucky enough to be defeated by Zi Chen yesterday started shouting outside today.

"Let's fight, you have a chance to make a move." Zi Chen was still calm, looking at Lu Ben and said lightly.

"Hmph, then let me see if you have blocked my chance to make a move." Lu Ben snorted coldly, the knife light flashed suddenly, and swung towards Zi Chen. During the flash of the knife light, Lu Ben had already A dozen knives were cut out, like a dense net of knives, covering Zichen.

"I haven't grasped the true meaning. To me, your saber light is full of flaws." Looking at the dense saber net, Zi Chen shook his head, his eyes were full of disdain. The most intensive attack of the sword net, at the same time, with clenched fists, a fierce tiger's roar appeared.

The tiger went down the mountain.

A violent punch passed through the dense knife net and hit Lu Ben's chest directly.

"Peng."

After a dull sound, Lu Ben's body flew backwards, and the long knife in his hand was thrown out in an instant.

With one blow, Lu Ben was defeated.

All around, there were still some ridicules, but after Zichen won cleanly, all the ridicules stopped abruptly.

"This is the original intention of combat skills."

"This little guy has actually comprehended the original meaning of combat skills."

"Three styles of Tiger Fist, he can actually hit one style of intentional attack, his talent is really good."

On the high platform, the expressions of the elders also showed surprise.

"The original intention." Su Mengyao's beautiful eyes flashed. In the past, there were only five levels of true energy, and there were not many people who could comprehend the true meaning, but every one of them could get a good ranking.

"After comprehending the original intention, he has the strength to enter the top ten, but yesterday's hidden clumsiness is just for this mere true intention?" Su Mengyao was puzzled.

"A mere true meaning..." Chen Feng curled his lips. Back then, when he was at the fifth level of true qi, he understood all the true meaning of a set of combat skills.

"You actually realized the true meaning, but I underestimated you." A cold light flashed in Wang Xiong's eyes.

"So what's the point of having one type of true meaning, it's still rubbish, and it's still going to die." An inner disciple said beside him.

The top ten battles were very exciting.

Zi Chen's unexpected move to destroy the enemy naturally attracted everyone's attention. In an instant, the others did not hide their clumsiness.

"Kaishan Palm."

Wang Meng shouted loudly, and a fierce aura emanated from the whole body, his palm was raised high like a sharp blade, and he slashed fiercely forward.

"Peng."

One hit wins the game.

Second-rate combat skills, and comprehend the true meaning, the opponent is not dead, it is already considered a fate.

"Starburst Fist."

A violent aura suddenly emerged from Wu Sheng's body, his whole body was like a mass of fire that could explode at any time, his whole fist radiated white light, colliding with his opponent's fist.

"Crack."

The sound of bone shattering sounded instantly, and Wu Sheng's opponent flew upside down with his arms raised.

Another second-rate combat skill that has realized the true meaning.

"Thousand Illusory Palms."

Layers of palm shadows appeared in the sky, some real and some illusory. Hundreds of palm prints fell overwhelmingly. Lin Xue's blow also had a true meaning.

"what's going on?"

The people in the distance were already dumbfounded, and the surprise in the eyes of the elders on the high platform became more and more intense, and the true intentions appeared one after another, which exceeded their expectations.

Compared with the true meaning comprehended by Zichen's third-rate combat skills, the true meaning comprehended by the other two-rate combat skills is the most shocking.

As we all know, second-rate combat skills are much stronger than third-rate combat skills, and are also more difficult to cultivate, but once you understand the true meaning, your own combat power will directly catch up to first-rate combat skills.

Zi Chen, who shocked people before, seemed too ordinary in front of these second-rate fighting skills.

so that it was ignored.

Miaokong's Liuyunbu has reached the point where he can follow his heart. It is eye-catching. With Liuyunbu, he is almost invincible. He always avoids the opponent's blow by a small margin, and then takes the opportunity to attack .

win in the end.

Everyone defeated the enemy one after another.

The top ten have been decided.

But all ten people understood the true meaning, which caused an uproar among the people in the distance.

"Unexpectedly, this time the outer disciple assessment is still a hidden dragon and crouching tiger." Chen Feng said lightly, not knowing whether it was admiration or sarcasm.

"It's amazing, everyone has true intentions, and this talent is also extraordinary." Others were amazed.

On the high platform, the great elder was still there, and the other elders were a little surprised, but that was all.

The top ten list has appeared.

Wang Meng, Wu Sheng, Miao Kong, Lin Xue, Ke Xue, Luo Fei, Lin Mingchuan, Liu Lusheng, Pang Lujia, Zi Chen.

All ten people have comprehended the true meaning of combat skills, but Zi Chen is at the bottom.

Another ranking, coming soon.

Wang Meng faced Luo Fei, Wu Sheng faced Lin Mingchuan, Miao Kong faced Liu Lusheng, Lin Xue faced Pang Lujia, and Ke Xue faced Zi Chen.

The two sides in the battle were separated by five ranks.

The second round of fighting began again.

This time the battle was obviously more intense.

"Hey, Zichen, I didn't expect it, you finally fell into my hands." Looking at Zichen in front of him, Ke Xue laughed straight, clenched his fists tightly, and his joints made a crackling sound.

"Didn't you think of it?" Zi Chen said lightly: "But since we met, I will naturally not forget my promise."

"Promise, what promise?" Ke Xue was taken aback.

"It's because you don't even know your mother." Zi Chen said.

"Good boy." Ke Xue laughed back angrily, and said, "I will also keep my promise and beat your head into a pig's head."

Third-rate combat technique, Iron Fist.

When the voice fell, Ke Xue waved a pair of iron fists, and with the sound of whistling wind, hit Zi Chen fiercely.

"Roar."

A tiger roared, Zi Chen clenched his fists tightly and punched out the Tiger Fist.

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