Chapter 1590: You Can't Survive My Three Moves

Li Shier's eyes were fixed on Wang Wu, who was walking out of the crowd slowly, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.

He turned his head and glanced at Zhao Er beside him, and said calmly, "Are you sure you won't fight in person this time?"

Zhao Er stood straight and looked calm. Facing Li Shier's ridicule, he did not get angry. Instead, he bowed slightly with humility, and a faint smile appeared between his eyebrows, "Brother Shier, you are joking. If I fight on the stage, wouldn't it seem that I am bullying the weak and losing my grace?"

When Li Shier heard this, the arc of his lips deepened. He waved his hand gently, and there was an unquestionable certainty in that action, "Forget it, if you go on the stage, the result will be the same. All of you... will be defeated in front of him."

Just as Li Shier's words fell like a bell, Wang Wu's figure was like an arrow from a string, instantly soaring into the air and rushing straight to the ring.

He was agile and his movements were as smooth as flowing water. As soon as his feet touched the ring, the solid ground shook violently as if it had been hit hard, stirring up invisible ripples, as if showing the amazing power hidden in his body.

Wang Wu stood proudly in the center of the ring, looking around with his head raised, his eyes full of arrogance and pride that could not be concealed.

As a member of the Xiaoyao Sect, he was not sure about this challenge. However, after several rounds of fierce competitions, he suddenly found that although the new disciples of the Longyan Xianzong were famous, their strength was not as outstanding as rumored.

Those old disciples who supported the facade were indeed powerful, but the weakness of the new generation undoubtedly made this Xiaoyao Sect disciple straighten his spine for a while.

"Hmph, so arrogant, he really thinks he is the master of Longyan Xianzong, and we, the spectators, have become outsiders!" A cultivator in the crowd whispered indignantly, with endless ridicule and disdain in his tone.

"That's right! This guy is simply arrogant! I really want to punch him back to his original form, let him know that there are always people better than you, and there are always heavens better than you!" Another Xianzong disciple clenched his fists, with sparks of eagerness in his eyes.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Another person interrupted, and he looked around, trying to find the figure who had always attracted much attention, "This kind of guy, just leave it to our Junior Brother Luo Zhen."

At this moment, in the noisy crowd, all eyes were on Luo Zhen.

After seeing Luo Zhen's performance when comprehending Xuanwu Jue, almost all of them changed their attitudes by 180 degrees. If they thought Luo Zhen's talent was a bit watery before, or even just lucky, now they don't think so. After comprehending the Xuanwu Jue of Tianshu, who can still say that he is lucky?

This is real talent and qualification!

Wang Wu joked: "Luo Zhen, do you dare to fight me on the stage!?"

"..."

In an instant, the whole martial arts field was filled with an atmosphere of excitement and indignation. Many disciples of Longyan Xianzong were indignant, and they shouted and accused the big guy standing proudly on the stage.

The arrogant Wang Wu faced the curses of the crowd, but he seemed to be out of it. His eyes were full of indifference and disdain, like a statue made of iron and stone, and I remained unmoved no matter how the wind and waves rose.

"Hmph, Luo Zhen, the 'strongest newcomer' you all keep praising, is he so timid that he doesn't even have the courage to go on stage to compete?" Wang Wu crossed his arms in front of his chest, his words full of provocation and contempt.

Just as everyone was excited by Wang Wu's provocation and the atmosphere was almost frozen, a clear voice sounded quietly in the noise: "That..."

Although the voice was light, it instantly broke the tense deadlock.

Wang Wu heard the voice, a trace of displeasure flashed between his eyebrows, he turned around abruptly, his eyes locked on the figure behind him who had just stepped onto the stage.

Is this the strongest newcomer Luo Zhen they are talking about?

Although he had taken a look along the line of sight before, he didn't see who it was at the first time because of the line of sight blocking it.

Who knew that the strongest new disciple they were talking about was actually a handsome young man with a slightly thin figure, a calm temperament, and a light smile at the corner of his mouth.

"You are Luo Zhen?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Wang Wu's eyes. He obviously had not expected that this talented newcomer who was highly expected by everyone would look like such a weak scholar.

A sarcastic smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he did not hide his contempt. "Longyan Xianzong has always been known for its strictness and fairness. Now, they would rate such a thin person as a gifted newcomer. Could it be that all the elders who judged the case are old and confused?"

Wang Wu's sarcastic words pierced the air like a spear. However, he was not responded to by the expected indignation, but by the disciples around him looking at each other in bewilderment. Some even had a look in their eyes that "this guy is probably a fool."

They looked at Luo Zhen, who seemed to be powerless on the stage, with their brows furrowed. Deep in their hearts, they could not help but feel an indescribable confusion: Could it be that this seemingly ordinary young man really hides impressive strength?

At this moment, a subtle atmosphere permeated the martial arts arena. Luo Zhen didn't care about the other party's ridicule at all. With the prompt of the system, he got the information of the opponent.

Eighth Heaven Minor Success... Isn't that a matter of one hand?

Li Miaoer under the ring heard his words, her beautiful eyes turned slightly, and she smiled lightly: "I'll leave it to you later, is it okay?"

Luo Zhen had a calm and indifferent smile on his face: "Eighth Heaven of Earthly Immortal Realm... It's not good enough."

"Don't take it lightly." For some reason, Li Miao'er believed Luo Zhen's words without a doubt, but then she thought, this guy had just entered the eighth heaven before, right?

Wang Wu on the other side of the ring was slightly stunned when he heard Luo Zhen's words.

Then he realized that this kid also had the strength of the eighth heaven.

However, I heard that this guy's foundation was weak, and it was obvious that he had just entered the eighth heaven. Compared with him, who had been stable in the eighth heaven of the earthly immortal realm for a full year, he was far behind!

"Boy, don't say that I am bullying the weak. Although you are already in the eighth heaven, it seems that you have just entered... As a senior, I can teach you a thing or two later."

Luo Zhen clasped his fists slightly, "Forget about the guidance... After all, you should not be able to survive more than three of my moves."