Chapter 433: Thunderbolt

retreat!

The arc sealed all attack points, there was no weakness at all, unable to counterattack, Jin Wuji flew back again.

No, I can't retreat anymore, if I retreat again, my momentum will really fall to the bottom, Jin Wuji said anxiously in his heart, I have to attack and regain control of the rhythm.

The long sword swayed, and Jin Wuji's ultimate moves began to condense. He was about to make a move, but saw Xiao Chen rushing straight towards him with a knife.

If he didn't step back, Xiao Chen would directly pass through his chest in the next moment, and he would die without a whole body.

retreat!

Hateful, Jin Wuji was extremely depressed, he let go of his ultimate move, and retreated back again.

Xiao Chenren's figure in the air suddenly paused, looking at Jin Wuji retreating below, as if he had frozen.

Run Thunder Slash!

The next moment, there was a sudden explosion of thunder behind Xiao Chen, shaking off all the dust on the roof, and the momentum rose again in an instant.

Carrying the momentum of endless thunder, Xiao Chen slashed down with a single knife, as if rolling thunder.

Jin Wuji's face was horrified, the knife fell like a thunderbolt, there was no chance for him to dodge, his breath locked him, as if he had calculated his foothold.

The sword light flashed, and Jin Wuji's vitality was desperately consumed, and quickly danced layer by layer, like a real sword screen, trying to resist the knife.

But his aura is exhausted, and the sword curtain is still strong, so what's the point of facing Xiao Chen's aura that has reached its peak.

bang bang bang!

Layers of sword curtains were destroyed, and the surging energy and vigor flew towards the surroundings, and many warriors rushed to resist.

Puff, the knife was forced into the body, Jin Wuji spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was extremely pale.

Ben Lei's two consecutive slashes!

After Xiao Chen landed on the ground, without the slightest hesitation, he accumulated four strokes of thunder-attribute energy, and at this moment it burst out fiercely, and the thunder light on the knife suddenly became extremely bright.

Jin Wuji tried his best to resist, but he was still thrown into the air by the knife, his clothes were torn to pieces, and his skin was bloody.

He fell down on the ground in a terrible embarrassment, the lightning on Jin Wuji's body hadn't dissipated yet, and it was crackling and flashing non-stop.

The surroundings were silent, and the warriors in the hall who had laughed at Xiao Chen before were all stunned.

Xiao Chen didn't use any of his ten moves. He actually defeated Jin Wuji with only five moves. Even counting that kick, it was only six moves.

boom!

Li Xiuzhu's face was flushed with anger, and he slapped the wooden table in front of him into sawdust. Looking at Jin Wuji who had just struggled to get up, his eyes were full of disgust.

"Trash things, even a low-rank Martial King can't take care of them, what qualifications are there to participate in the candidates, get out!"

With a palm in the air, Jin Wuji was hit hard, spat out a big mouthful of blood, flew directly outside the hall, and rolled several times on the steps before stopping.

Li Xiuzhu gave Xiao Chen a hard look, got up expressionlessly, and quickly left the place without saying a word.

Li Xiuzhu left angrily, and the three assistants also left one after another. Naturally, the banquet broke up unhappy.

In the hall, leaders from all over the world looked at Xiao Chen, and they did not look down on Xiao Chen as before, and regarded him as a strong competitor.

The expression on his face seemed a little depressed, and it was obviously not a good thing for the fierce candidate to have another opponent.

There are more than a dozen people in the field, but their eyes are full of fighting spirit. For them, they are not afraid of challenges. More and stronger opponents will only make them more excited.

"Pei Shaoxuan, what do you think?" Leng Yun, the young owner of Shenghuozhuang Village, looked at Pei Shaoxuan of the Beast Controlling House next to him, and said calmly.

Pei Shaoxuan gently played with the bloody ring on his index finger, and said softly: "It's very strong, but there's no need to be too surprised. If you can catch people by surprise, you can also defeat Jin Wuji with ten moves."

Leng Yun nodded and said: "Of course I understand the truth, but it's a pity that it is really difficult to catch a martial artist who is not lower than himself by surprise and seize the opportunity. This is the genius of this person."

Pei Shaoxuan got up, and before leaving, he said calmly: "A hundred battles are all real battles, one or two times can be taken by surprise. If you want to fight continuously, the basic strength is the most important thing. See you tomorrow."

The leaders from all over the hall discussed the battle just now, and then left one after another. There is no need to stay here after the banquet is over.

Xia Xiyan took her little junior sister and came over to congratulate Xiao Chen: "Congratulations, it seems that I have another competitor for the quota of the ancient land."

Xiao Chen smiled lightly and said: "Miss Xia, I am serious, the battle between you and me is only half-fifty at most."

"Hmph, my senior sister has comprehended sword intent since she was sixteen years old, and now she has the cultivation base of a top-rank Martial King. She is also practicing top-level martial arts, and her martial arts are also top-notch martial arts. She is by no means inferior to anyone in her generation. , don't think too highly of yourself."

Xiao Rou, who was next to Xia Xiyan, said with some dissatisfaction when she heard Xiao Chen comparing herself with Xia Xiyan.

In her opinion, Xiao Chen was able to defeat Jin Wuji with six strokes. Although his strength was very strong, it was more of a trick.

If it weren't for that kick, Jin Wuji was caught off guard and lost the opportunity, and then he was forced to retreat again and again, it would be impossible to defeat Jin Wuji within ten moves.

It's just that she didn't think that among opponents of the same level, being able to catch them by surprise and seize the opportunity is actually a manifestation of strength.

Xiao Chen looked at Xiaorou next to her, but she didn't get angry. It could be seen that the other party was a senior sister who tried her best to protect herself, a bit like a little girl worshiping an idol.

Xia Xiyan glared at Xiaorou when she heard the words, and then said apologetically: "Sorry, this little guy has always spoken out loud, so don't take it too seriously."

Xiao Chen smiled lightly and didn't say much.

"Farewell first, see you tomorrow."

Seeing that Xiaorou was still talking, Xia Xiyan quickly pulled her aside, and left immediately after saying goodbye.

Putting the Moon Shadow Knife back into its sheath, Xiao Chen didn't stay any longer and prepared to leave. Tomorrow's fierce battle in the arena is the real beginning, and now it's just an appetizer.

"Brother Xiao, please stay."

Just when he reached the threshold of the hall, Jiang Zimo called Xiao Chen to stop, and walked over with Mu Xinya.

Although Xiao Chen knew Jiang Zimo well, but this person helped him again and again, which made Xiao Chen feel like making friends.

Especially in the field who took the risk of offending Li Xiuzhu and offered to help him, compared with those who curry favor with Li Xiuzhu, it was more valuable.

Stopping in his tracks, Xiao Chen turned around and cupped his hands in thanks, "Thank you brother Zimo for your words of help just now, for helping me win this opportunity."

Jiang Zimo smiled softly and said, "It's a trivial matter, I'm not afraid of Li Xiuzhu, and he doesn't dare to do anything to me."

The words seemed very confident. It seemed that there must be a powerful force behind him, which made Li Xiuzhu quite afraid.

Xiao Chen didn't continue to be polite, and said directly: "What do you want me to do, if you can help, just ask."

"Then I will remember your words first, I have nothing to look for you." Jiang Zimo smiled, pointed to the silver-haired woman next to him and said: "She is looking for you, so I will leave first."

After Jiang Zimo walked away, Xiao Chen looked suspiciously at the silver-haired woman in front of him. Although he felt familiar, Xiao Chen didn't remember that he had seen this woman.

"By the way, do we know each other?" Xiao Chen asked tentatively.

Mu Xinya looked at Xiao Chen, with a wry smile on her exquisite face, and said, "Tell you, are you going to kill me again?"

Xiao Chen's heart was shocked, and when he heard the other party's voice, he finally remembered who the silver-haired woman was.

Back then in Tiandao Pavilion, in order to rescue the imprisoned Sirius King, this woman disguised herself as a human woman Mu Xinya and spent more than a month with her.

It's no wonder that once I entered this hall, this woman's gaze never left me, and I thought she looked familiar.

Thinking of the events of that day, Xiao Chen still vividly remembered the eager looks of those miners, and after a short memory, they clearly appeared in his mind.

It's just that Xiao Chen already has a different view on what happened back then, those miners were deliberately sacrificed by Tiandao Pavilion, it's really hard to tell who is right and who is wrong.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Xiao Chen shook his head and replied: "No, I don't want to mention what happened back then. Everyone has their own beliefs, but they have different perspectives."

Mu Xinya breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words, and said, "Can we talk for a while?"

Xiao Chen nodded, and the two flew out one after another.

Outside the hall, Jin Wuji's clothes were torn, and he was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, with electric lights flickering on his body from time to time.

The bones in front of the chest were obviously sunken. It was Li Xiuzhu's angry palm. With the cultivation base of the emperor, this palm caused twice as much damage as Xiao Chen's.

Coupled with the damage Xiao Chen had caused him, without the assistance of half a year of self-cultivation and panacea, it would be difficult to recover to his usual peak state.

To waste half a year in vain is an extremely cruel thing for these geniuses, and it is likely to form a gap that cannot be bridged in a lifetime.

The warriors passing by, watching this scene, only feel that the world is unpredictable.

A quarter of an hour ago, Jin Wuji was still the object of everyone's envy, as long as he remained undefeated in ten moves, he could avoid the first round, which was extremely easy.

But a quarter of an hour later, he was defeated by a low-rank Martial King with six strokes, and his reputation was completely ruined.

He was also injured by Li Xiuzhu's shot, which directly disqualified him from being a candidate, which made things worse.

Everyone has remembered a lesson. In the future, they must not underestimate any martial artist with a low cultivation level. It may be another Xiao Chen.

How miserable the end is, Jin Wuji on the ground is the best example.

Ding Fengchou walked slowly in front of Jin Wuji, and sighed slightly in his heart, Jin Wuji was completely useless, and forever lost the qualification to compete with first-class geniuses.

In this era when martial arts has just sprouted and heroes are born in large numbers, it is undoubtedly not a tragedy.

"I told you a long time ago that people are self-aware and not strong enough, so don't use the Heavenly Sword Sect to show off your power. Being abolished is also self-inflicted."

With the palm on Jin Wuji's chest, Ding Fengchou circulated his vitality, and the thunder light that continued to rage in Jin Wuji's body was immediately pulled towards Ding Fengchou's palm by a suction force.