Chapter: 47
Zhuo Xiangding sitting on the platform and Zhuo Beitian next to him looked at each other, they could see a hint of shock and doubt in each other's eyes, they also did not expect that Zhuo Wen's body could reach such a terrifying level!
"It seems that this little guy has a lot of secrets!" Zhuo Xiangding said with a slight smile.
Ignoring everyone's staring eyes, Zhuo Wen went directly to the old man in the center of the martial arts arena, randomly pulled out a wooden stick, and found that the number five was written on the wooden stick!
The old man also took another look at Zhuo Wen, and then said coldly: "Next!"
Turning around to leave, Zhuo Wen found a figure standing in front of him, looked up, and found Zhuo Tian with a gloomy face looking at him fiercely!
"Zhuowen! I hope your luck will be better, and you can make it to the finals of the clan competition. At that time, I will let you have a taste of life being worse than death!"
"Some people are really cheap. They have been slapped in the face once, but they want to stretch out their face again to beg for a slap. I really admire the thickness of their skin!"
After Zhuo Wen sneered coldly, he didn't bother to pay attention to Zhuo Tian's threat, and walked to the side waiting for the start of the clan competition!
Zhuo Tian's face turned red with anger, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with a cold snort: "Hmph! If it wasn't for your luck last time, you really regarded yourself as an onion? You won't be so lucky!"
After the core disciples got the wooden sticks in the hands of the old man one after another, the old man immediately made a move with his right hand, and a powerful force burst out, and then Zhuo Wen was surprised to find that the wooden sticks in his hand flew towards the old man involuntarily. !
"After the lottery is drawn, go to the arena where you are, and now the competition begins!"
The area of ??the martial arts arena is very large, and there are ten rings in total. Zhuo Wen's wooden sign is written with the number five, so Zhuo Wen didn't hesitate, and when he found the number five ring, he jumped up!
At this time, there was already a figure waiting there on the stone platform. This figure was slender, wearing a white robe, and always had an elegant smile on his face. His temperament was somewhat similar to that of Zhuo Wen's uncle Zhuo Beitian. !
Due to Zhuo Wen's astonishing performance of jumping off the stone platform just now, many people's eyes on the martial arts arena are all focused on Zhuo Wen, a maverick young man!
But when these eyes saw Zhuo Wen's opponent clearly, there was a pity expression on their faces!
On the platform, Zhuo Xiangding also noticed Zhuo Wen's side, and when he saw Zhuo Wen's opponent, he couldn't help frowning slightly!
"It turned out to be Zhuo Rong. I didn't expect Zhuo Wen to be so unlucky. He met such a difficult opponent as Zhuo Rong in the first round!" Zhuo Xiangding said with a little sigh.
"That's right! This Zhuo Rong's strength ranks fourth in the inner courtyard. Even if he is not far behind Xiang'er and Meixue, he is also a strong man in the psychic realm!"
Zhuo Beitian's expression was also a little unnatural, he knew that both Zhuo Wen and Zhuo Rong could be said to be one of the seed players in this race, and now they met in the first round, which was beyond his expectation !
"This Zhuo Wen is really unlucky, to meet Zhuo Rong in the first match!" Zhuo Meixue said gloatingly!
Although Zhuo Wen was able to withstand Zhuo Tian's three moves last time, she was very shocked, but she didn't think that Zhuo Wen was an opponent of a psychic warrior in a solo fight. It was very difficult. As for the confrontation, Zhuo Meixue had never been optimistic about Zhuo Wen!
As for the news that Zhuo Wenxiu had reached the psychic realm, Zhuo Meixue didn't know about it. If she knew, maybe she wouldn't think so now!
"This person's name is Zhuo Wen. He seems to have been promoted to a core disciple just three months ago. However, he is really unlucky. He met such a strong opponent as Zhuo Rong in the first round of the clan competition!"
"I heard that Zhuo Wen is very talented! The last time he was in the Martial Arts Field, there was a lot of excitement, and he even defeated the coach of the Martial Arts Field that time!"
"So what? Senior brother Zhuo Rong is a psychic martial artist. How can a mere martial arts coach be able to compare? Although Zhuo Wen is quite talented, he has only been promoted to the core disciple for three months. Could it be that in these three months? , his cultivation can reach the psychic realm in one step!"
Most of the onlookers in the martial arts arena focused their eyes on the No. 5 platform, and the discussion was even more heated!
On the stage, Zhuo Wen cupped his hands slightly and said, "I'm Zhuo Wen, please enlighten me!"
Zhuo Rong was slightly startled, and said: "You are Zhuo Wen, the pavilion master of Qianlong Pavilion, and there are rumors about you in the inner courtyard recently!"
"It's just some rumors, don't believe it!" Zhuo Wen replied lightly!
"Is it a rumor? The truth will come out after we have discussed each other. My name is Zhuo Rong. You have to be careful later!"
Zhuo Rong licked his tongue, and his eyes suddenly became a little scarlet. The original elegant temperament disappeared at this moment, and it was replaced by a ferocious aura!
Zhuo Wen was taken aback, but he didn't expect that Zhuo Rong seemed to be a different person when he started fighting, and his face couldn't help being a little cautious!
bump!
Zhuo Rong's legs flicked, his eyes were scarlet like blood, his five fingers were clenched into fists, and he smashed straight at Zhuo Wen's chest with a whistling wind without any fanfare!
Zhuo Wen could feel the huge power contained in Zhuo Rong's punch, and snorted coldly, Zhuo Wen's right leg bent and immediately avoided Zhuo Rong's punch, and then he slapped his right palm suddenly, a powerful Yuan The force suddenly roared out, and slapped Zhuo Rong's fist away!
Seeing that the punch was missed, Zhuo Rong let out a low growl, twisted his waist, and smashed his fists towards Zhuo Wen's chest like a wild beast. It seemed that his fists were disorderly, but he was in the midst of this punching technique. However, Zhuo Wen could clearly feel that the fists that hit him randomly were hitting his vitals!
Zhuowen took a deep breath, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and stepped forward with his right leg, and then a deep dragon chant burst out of Zhuowen's body, and four giant dragons surrounded Zhuowen immediately. !
Woohoo!
A huge dragon chant sounded, and Zhuo Wen swung his fist at Zhuo Rong not to be outdone!
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"It seems that this little guy has a lot of secrets!" Zhuo Xiangding said with a slight smile.
Ignoring everyone's staring eyes, Zhuo Wen went directly to the old man in the center of the martial arts arena, randomly pulled out a wooden stick, and found that the number five was written on the wooden stick!
The old man also took another look at Zhuo Wen, and then said coldly: "Next!"
Turning around to leave, Zhuo Wen found a figure standing in front of him, looked up, and found Zhuo Tian with a gloomy face looking at him fiercely!
"Zhuowen! I hope your luck will be better, and you can make it to the finals of the clan competition. At that time, I will let you have a taste of life being worse than death!"
"Some people are really cheap. They have been slapped in the face once, but they want to stretch out their face again to beg for a slap. I really admire the thickness of their skin!"
After Zhuo Wen sneered coldly, he didn't bother to pay attention to Zhuo Tian's threat, and walked to the side waiting for the start of the clan competition!
Zhuo Tian's face turned red with anger, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with a cold snort: "Hmph! If it wasn't for your luck last time, you really regarded yourself as an onion? You won't be so lucky!"
After the core disciples got the wooden sticks in the hands of the old man one after another, the old man immediately made a move with his right hand, and a powerful force burst out, and then Zhuo Wen was surprised to find that the wooden sticks in his hand flew towards the old man involuntarily. !
"After the lottery is drawn, go to the arena where you are, and now the competition begins!"
The area of ??the martial arts arena is very large, and there are ten rings in total. Zhuo Wen's wooden sign is written with the number five, so Zhuo Wen didn't hesitate, and when he found the number five ring, he jumped up!
At this time, there was already a figure waiting there on the stone platform. This figure was slender, wearing a white robe, and always had an elegant smile on his face. His temperament was somewhat similar to that of Zhuo Wen's uncle Zhuo Beitian. !
Due to Zhuo Wen's astonishing performance of jumping off the stone platform just now, many people's eyes on the martial arts arena are all focused on Zhuo Wen, a maverick young man!
But when these eyes saw Zhuo Wen's opponent clearly, there was a pity expression on their faces!
On the platform, Zhuo Xiangding also noticed Zhuo Wen's side, and when he saw Zhuo Wen's opponent, he couldn't help frowning slightly!
"It turned out to be Zhuo Rong. I didn't expect Zhuo Wen to be so unlucky. He met such a difficult opponent as Zhuo Rong in the first round!" Zhuo Xiangding said with a little sigh.
"That's right! This Zhuo Rong's strength ranks fourth in the inner courtyard. Even if he is not far behind Xiang'er and Meixue, he is also a strong man in the psychic realm!"
Zhuo Beitian's expression was also a little unnatural, he knew that both Zhuo Wen and Zhuo Rong could be said to be one of the seed players in this race, and now they met in the first round, which was beyond his expectation !
"This Zhuo Wen is really unlucky, to meet Zhuo Rong in the first match!" Zhuo Meixue said gloatingly!
Although Zhuo Wen was able to withstand Zhuo Tian's three moves last time, she was very shocked, but she didn't think that Zhuo Wen was an opponent of a psychic warrior in a solo fight. It was very difficult. As for the confrontation, Zhuo Meixue had never been optimistic about Zhuo Wen!
As for the news that Zhuo Wenxiu had reached the psychic realm, Zhuo Meixue didn't know about it. If she knew, maybe she wouldn't think so now!
"This person's name is Zhuo Wen. He seems to have been promoted to a core disciple just three months ago. However, he is really unlucky. He met such a strong opponent as Zhuo Rong in the first round of the clan competition!"
"I heard that Zhuo Wen is very talented! The last time he was in the Martial Arts Field, there was a lot of excitement, and he even defeated the coach of the Martial Arts Field that time!"
"So what? Senior brother Zhuo Rong is a psychic martial artist. How can a mere martial arts coach be able to compare? Although Zhuo Wen is quite talented, he has only been promoted to the core disciple for three months. Could it be that in these three months? , his cultivation can reach the psychic realm in one step!"
Most of the onlookers in the martial arts arena focused their eyes on the No. 5 platform, and the discussion was even more heated!
On the stage, Zhuo Wen cupped his hands slightly and said, "I'm Zhuo Wen, please enlighten me!"
Zhuo Rong was slightly startled, and said: "You are Zhuo Wen, the pavilion master of Qianlong Pavilion, and there are rumors about you in the inner courtyard recently!"
"It's just some rumors, don't believe it!" Zhuo Wen replied lightly!
"Is it a rumor? The truth will come out after we have discussed each other. My name is Zhuo Rong. You have to be careful later!"
Zhuo Rong licked his tongue, and his eyes suddenly became a little scarlet. The original elegant temperament disappeared at this moment, and it was replaced by a ferocious aura!
Zhuo Wen was taken aback, but he didn't expect that Zhuo Rong seemed to be a different person when he started fighting, and his face couldn't help being a little cautious!
bump!
Zhuo Rong's legs flicked, his eyes were scarlet like blood, his five fingers were clenched into fists, and he smashed straight at Zhuo Wen's chest with a whistling wind without any fanfare!
Zhuo Wen could feel the huge power contained in Zhuo Rong's punch, and snorted coldly, Zhuo Wen's right leg bent and immediately avoided Zhuo Rong's punch, and then he slapped his right palm suddenly, a powerful Yuan The force suddenly roared out, and slapped Zhuo Rong's fist away!
Seeing that the punch was missed, Zhuo Rong let out a low growl, twisted his waist, and smashed his fists towards Zhuo Wen's chest like a wild beast. It seemed that his fists were disorderly, but he was in the midst of this punching technique. However, Zhuo Wen could clearly feel that the fists that hit him randomly were hitting his vitals!
Zhuowen took a deep breath, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and stepped forward with his right leg, and then a deep dragon chant burst out of Zhuowen's body, and four giant dragons surrounded Zhuowen immediately. !
Woohoo!
A huge dragon chant sounded, and Zhuo Wen swung his fist at Zhuo Rong not to be outdone!
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