Chapter 89 I'm Sorry, It's a Bit Heavy to Start

In front of the stage of grievances, Jun Changxiao and the Sect Master of Changdaomen came over.

For a time, the warriors in Qingyang City poured in from the streets, whispering and discussing.

"Sect Master Shen is a ninth-rank martial artist, has you ever beaten Sect Master?"

"When the Hundred Sects recruited, the head of the sect had only the fourth or fifth rank of Kaimai, and he still defeated the 12th rank of Kaimai, Elder Wei."

"The strength of a ninth-rank martial artist's bare fists is more than ten thousand jin, but it is not comparable to a martial artist of the 12th stage!"

"Makes sense."

After some discussion, many warriors were optimistic about the Sect Master of Changdao Sect.

The bigwigs from various factions also came to watch the battle. They did not hesitate to support the sect master Shen, and even hoped to torture the arrogant Jun Changxiao on the stage of grievance.

The leader of the Qin alliance did not leave, but stood at a distance from the platform of grievances and watched.

A four-story building.

Xie Guangkun stood with his hands behind his back, puzzled: "That guy is not stupid, why did he accept Shentong's challenge?"

From the tone of voice and eyes, it can be seen that Jun Changxiao is also not optimistic.

Very normal.

Changdaomen is an eight-class sect, and its master is also a nine-star martial artist, which is considered a good master in Qingyang County.

How often do you laugh?

In many people's perception, even if Wei Yixi can be killed, his strength is only a second or third rank martial artist.

"Master."

Li Qingyang whispered: "It's a bit tricky."

Jun Changxiao took back the electronic cigar and said lightly: "Remember Qingyang, in my eyes, there is no difficulty, only weak hands."

Saying that, he stepped onto the stage of enmity.

"Ding!"

"Side quest triggered."

Jun Changxiao stabilized his body, opened the system data panel, and the side mission was - Defeat Changdaomen Sect Master Shentong 0/1 [Elite Mission].

STO……

Why is he not called Yuantong?

The trigger of the side quest is still at the elite level, which makes Jun Changxiao's eyes suddenly become hot.

What does he lack most? Contribution!

Sect Master Shen jumped onto the stage of grievances and said indifferently, "Sect Master Jun, are we comparing fists or weapons?"

"Whatever." Jun Chang smiled.

The head of Shenmen said: "Although my Changdaomen is famous for its long swords, Shen does not take advantage of the king's head, so let's decide the outcome with fists."

"Can."

Jun often laughs and has no opinion.

He secretly said in his heart: "Every time the martial apprentice level increases by one rank, the strength increases by about 1000~2000 jin. If you count his 1500 increase per rank, and then calculate the open pulse and the ninth-rank martial arts cultivation base, the strength should not exceed 1.5W."

The system said: "This person's strength is around 1.4W."

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Can you tell?"

"Um."

"Why didn't you tell me sooner, and let me count here."

"You didn't ask."

"..."

Jun Chang laughed for a while and was speechless, but also secretly said: "Nine-rank martial artist has such a little strength, and it is not difficult to get him."

Thinking of this, he said lightly, "It's time to start."

"STO."

"You always laugh."

After reporting their names to each other, Shen Tong shook his right hand and strode toward the shooting star, immediately spreading ripples of energy visible to the naked eye under his feet.

As expected of a nine-star martial artist, the spiritual power released alone can completely crush the contestants of the martial arts competition.

Li Qingyang's expression became solemn.

The strength of the Sect Master of Changdao Sect, if he was replaced by himself, he would definitely not be able to win, and the result would only be a second defeat.

Su Xiaomo and Xiao Xunji also thought so.

Their strength can waver at the stage of a first- and second-rank martial artist, or they can bully the head of a nine-class sect. When encountering a martial artist like Shentong, they can only be abused.

"Rubbish."

Ye Xingchen disdainfully said secretly.

As a former peak Martial Emperor, he was completely invisible to the Nine Star Martial Apprentice. If the cultivation base was still there, he could stab him to death with a single finger.

elder brother.

Still not getting the reality?

You are no longer the Wudi who calls the wind and the rain, you are just a newbie.

Even if he has experience beyond ordinary people, his strength and body cannot be improved, and his nose and face will still be bruised by others.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was an explosion from the grudge platform!

Jun Changxiao crossed his arms, blocked Shentong's heavy punch, his body 'dengdengdeng' retreated, barely stopping in the edge area, and was about to go out.

"It hurts!"

He waved his arm, his face slightly grim.

"Sect Master Shen didn't even use his full strength, so he couldn't hold on anymore. This is really weak." One of the sect masters said disdainfully.

As everyone knows, he is only a second-rank martial artist.

Go up and fight Shentong, I am afraid that even Jun Changxiao is not as good as, and he will be kicked off the stage with one punch.

Some people are like this. They never consider their own weakness, and they will always laugh at others as a bystander to enhance their ridiculous sense of superiority.

"This kid is too weak. I have to suppress his cultivation. If he is defeated, how can he abuse him?"

The ambition is not to win, the ambition is to abuse Jun Changxiao, and let him pay the price for his arrogance in Xingyuelou.

"Hoohoo!"

Fist waving, fist wind howling.

Jun Changxiao's originally slightly ugly face suddenly showed an evil and charming smile.

Um?

Shen Tong raised vigilance in his heart.

"brush!"

Just at this moment, Jun Changxiao strode forward, hit his right palm on his fist, pressed his arm down, and poured his left fist into his spiritual power and slammed it hard.

One rush, one push, one attack, fast to the extreme.

Even though Shen Tong realized that it was not good, he couldn't avoid it, and he couldn't mobilize more spiritual power.

"boom---"

The fist carrying ten thousand jins of power slammed heavily on the abdomen.

The strong force impacted and disturbed the muscles and meridians, causing Shen Tong to bend down, open his mouth, and his eyes widened.

It hurts! !

"Brush!" Jun Changxiao raised his other hand, slammed his elbow down, and hit his back with a bang, Shen Tong's eyeball protruded again, and the man fell to the ground with a bang.

"hiss!"

The warriors watching the battle gasped.

Sect Master Jun attacked twice, with a shock of spiritual power. At first glance, the force was sinking. It was going to hit him, and it would definitely shatter the meridians and shatter the internal organs!

I thought that the Sect Master Shen had the chance to win, and the heads of the various factions who would be able to madly abuse that guy, all of them were dumbfounded.

Suddenly, they understood that Shen Tong had almost knocked him down with a punch just now, he was acting, and he was deliberately showing weakness!

Xie Guangkun frowned and said, "The strength of the two attacks just now was about 15,000 jin. Could it be that he has already entered the ninth-rank martial artist?"

Jun Changxiao only has a sixth-rank martial artist, and he has such a high level of power, because each rank increases, the increase is 2,000 pounds.

Exactly.

Each item is upgraded according to the upper limit.

So irritable, one is because of the muscle-building effect, and the other is because of the muscle building room.

Ye Xingchen also noticed it, and said solemnly: "I didn't expect this guy to be so strong, this emperor wants to catch up, I'm afraid it will take some time."

"Wow!"

Shen Tong, who fell to the ground, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned pale.

When attacked, he only used 50% of his spiritual power to withstand two violent bombardments by Jun Changxiao, and his meridians and internal organs must have been severely damaged.

Jun Changxiao squatted down and said apologetically, "Sect Master Shen, I'm sorry, it's a bit heavy to start."

"you……"

"brush!"

As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, Jun Changxiao grabbed one foot and dragged it to the edge of the grievance platform, and then threw it out with a 'swish'.

"Pfft!"

Shen Tong was lying on the ground with his feet on the ground, and it was difficult for people to support him, and he passed out on the spot.

"Ding! Defeat the 1/1 [Elite Mission] of the Sect Master of the Long Sword Sect."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the side quest and getting 50 sect contribution points."

"Ding! Martial contribution value: 177/500."

Completing a hidden mission, an elite mission, and earning 100 contribution points easily, Jun Changxiao looked at the heads of the various factions in a good mood, and said in a provocative tone, "Who else wants to come up and learn from each other?"

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PS, the strongest martial art system is updated, the ding sound prompts, and it is no longer divided into separate sections, which is convenient for readers to read.