"It's only been more than a month, why did the Ninth Prince come to the Huang-level Martial Arts Palace again? Could it be that he wants to challenge ten Huang-rank fighters?"
"Improbable!"
"It's only been such a short time, even if the cultivation base has improved, it won't improve too much."
"No one in Yunwu Commandery has ever defeated ten Huangbang fighters in a row. It's too difficult. Even the Seventh Prince couldn't do it."
...
Every Huangbang warrior has the strength to fight against ten Huangji Realm Dzogchen warriors at the same time.
Even if some of the weaker Huangbang warriors could not defeat ten Huangji Dzogchen warriors at the same time, at least they had the ability to escape from the siege of ten Huangji Dzogchen warriors.
Therefore, it is definitely not an easy task to defeat a Huangbang warrior.
Just like that deadly swordsman, Ale, who seemed to be able to kill a Huangbang warrior with a single sword. However, he would definitely not be able to kill ten Huangbang warriors with ten swords.
"If the Ninth Prince has broken through to the Great Perfection of the Yellow Realm, as long as he doesn't meet those old guys who are ranked in the top five of the Yellow List, it shouldn't be difficult to win five games!"
"Just wait and see! Since the Ninth Prince dares to come to the Huang-level Martial Arts Palace, he must be quite sure."
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"Ninth Prince, you finally came to the Huang-level Martial Arts Palace again! Last time, you were lucky enough to beat me. This time, you are not so lucky!"
With a cold look in Liu Chengfeng's eyes, he was the first to walk towards the battle platform.
Zhang Ruochen stared at Liu Chengfeng who was standing opposite, and said, "You want to be the first to challenge me?"
"Of course, are you afraid of losing the first battle?" Liu Chengfeng said.
"All right!"
Zhang Ruochen nodded lightly, stretched out a hand, and made a gesture of invitation to Liu Chengfeng.
Liu Chengfeng stared at the sword in Zhang Ruochen's other hand, and said, "You don't use a sword when you fight with me?"
"There is no need to use the sword yet," Zhang Ruochen said.
"You dare to look down on me, you will pay for your arrogance." Liu Chengfeng was very annoyed, thinking that Zhang Ruochen was deliberately humiliating him.
You know, if he hadn't misjudged the battle a month ago, he would never have been defeated by Zhang Ruochen.
He wanted to regain his lost face in the same place.
"Starfire Firefly!"
Liu Chengfeng directly displayed the top-grade human-level martial art "Meteor Swordsmanship", stabbing out with a sword, and the air around the blade made a "popping" sound.
Compared with a month ago, Liu Chengfeng's attainments in swordsmanship have improved again.
The meteor swordsmanship that was displayed was more subtle and smoother, and there was an ear-piercing sound of the sword.
Zhang Ruochen was as stable as Mount Tai, raised his arm, stretched out two fingers, and directly clamped the meteor sword in Liu Chengfeng's hand.
"Boom!"
With a flick of the finger.
A powerful shock force was transmitted from the blade to Liu Chengfeng's arm.
"Snapped!"
There was a sound of broken bones.
Liu Chengfeng's tiger's head was shattered, the bones of his arm were broken, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.
"You...how did your cultivation become so much stronger?" Liu Chengfeng stepped back seven steps, half of his body was numb from the shock, he felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and wanted to move It's hard to touch your fingers.
Zhang Ruochen defeated him with just two fingers.
Zhang Ruochen withdrew his two fingers and said calmly, "You are no longer my opponent!"
Defeating Liu Chengfeng with two fingers, Zhang Ruochen naturally shocked the audience.
Even a warrior in the early stages of the Black Realm would not be able to defeat Liu Chengfeng so easily.
"It's getting more and more interesting!" Lin Chenyu sat up slightly, staring at Zhang Ruochen standing on the battle platform, with a wider smile on his face.
In the next six battles, Zhang Ruochen will be challenged by six Huangbang fighters.
Huangbang ranked twenty-fourth, Hua Shuli.
Huo Yi ranked nineteenth on the yellow list.
The yellow list ranked thirteenth, Wang Linsheng.
Huang Bang ranked 27th, Wang Qing.
Huang Bang ranked ninth, Zhang Genshu.
Without exception, all were defeated by Zhang Ruochen. All of them were defeated with one move, and no one could force Zhang Ruochen to use the second move.
Among them, the most powerful Huangbang fighter is Zhang Genshu, ranked ninth, who can explode with the strength of fifty-two bulls, but he is still slapped by Zhang Ruochen and knocked off the battle platform.
"It's too scary to defeat seven Huangbang warriors in a row, and all of them are defeated by one move!"
"Only over a month has passed, how terrifying has the Ninth Prince's cultivation reached?"
"Martial arts prodigy, really can't be treated with common sense."
In the Huang-level martial arts arena, there was a heated discussion, which was quite inconceivable.
Those young and beautiful noble ladies stared at Zhang Ruochen standing on the battle platform with adoring eyes.
"The Ninth Prince is so handsome! If I could marry him and be his concubine, even if I lost ten years of life, I would be willing." A beautiful girl of cardamom age stared at Zhang Ruochen obsessively, with a look of enthusiasm.
"His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince is such an arrogant person, how could he have a crush on you?"
"His Highness the Ninth Prince is not only good-looking and talented, but also always polite and courteous to every opponent. A hero like him who is not proud or arrogant, even if he stays by his side to be a Maid, I would too."
Lin Ningshan was very displeased when she heard the discussions of those noble ladies, and said coldly: "A Le, it's your turn!"
"yes!"
Holding the iron sword, Ah Le's eyes were very firm, and he was about to step onto the battle stage to challenge Zhang Ruochen.
However, a gray figure quickly passed by him and stepped onto the battle platform first.
It was an old man in his sixties. He looked quite thin and wrinkled, but his hair was even darker than that of the young man.
With a smile on his face, the old man stared at A Le who was standing under the battle platform, and said, "Hey! Little guy, you stay below first, let the old man come and meet His Highness the Ninth Prince first."
Then, he turned his eyes to Zhang Ruochen again, and said, "Old man, Shui Wenxin, come here to learn about His Royal Highness Ninth Prince's brilliant moves. His Highness Ninth Prince, facing this old man, do you know if you can use a sword?"
After the old man announced his name, there were exclamations from below.
"The third in the yellow list, Shui Wenxin, he is actually in Wangcheng."
"Shui Wenxin became a Huangbang warrior forty years ago. At that time, he was considered a genius. Unfortunately, he was hated, plotted against by a warrior of the Black Realm, and suffered a secret injury. Break through to the Xuanji Realm."
"If it weren't for his hidden injuries, with his talent, he would have already been a strong man in the extreme earth realm."
"This is something to watch! If the Ninth Prince wants to defeat him, it probably won't be an easy task!"
"It is said that Shui Wenxin once defeated a warrior in the early stage of the Xuanji Realm, and his strength is very strong."
"The top five on the yellow list all have the strength at the early stage of the Black Realm. The two perverts who are number one and second on the Yellow List have even killed warriors in the middle stage of the Black Realm. However, it was the two of them who joined forces to kill that one. Warriors in the middle stage of the Black Realm are killed."
Zhang Ruochen stared at Shui Wenxin who was standing opposite, and also showed a solemn expression.
An old man like Shui Wenxin who has practiced Dzogchen in the Huangji Realm for decades must have practiced a lot of martial arts, with endless methods, which are simply not comparable to those young warriors.
Huang Bang ranked third, which proved his strength.
Zhang Ruochen said: "What kind of weapon is the senior using?"
"Haha! I never use weapons, hands and feet are the best weapons." Shui Wenxin said with a smile.
Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, "In this case, the junior doesn't need weapons. Let's compete with fists and kicks!"
Shui Wenxin's eyes narrowed slightly, showing some admiration, and said: "Ninth Prince, don't push yourself too hard. The old man has been drinking the blood of wild beasts all year round and using pills to refine his body. But it can already burst out with a strength of seventy-two bulls. In the Huangji Realm, no one can catch the three punches of the old man, even the first and second two in the Yellow List can't catch it."
Zhang Ruochen said: "It's okay, I'm much younger than senior, and my strength may not be inferior to senior."
"Okay! If that's the case, then you have to be careful!"
Shui Wenxin raised her arms, transported her true energy to her ten fingers, squeezed them suddenly, and the joints of her whole body made a "crack" sound.
"Boom!"
He stepped on the ground suddenly and punched Zhang Ruochen in the face.
The power of Shui Wenxin's fist was so strong and fierce, it didn't look like an old man's fist at all.
Zhang Ruochen slapped out with a palm, which collided with the punch of Shui Wenxin.
Shui Wenxin retreated six steps in a row, Zhang Ruochen remained motionless.
"The punch I just had was at least fifty-six bulls in strength, but he caught it lightly and knocked me back. No wonder he dared to compete with me. If he had used all his strength, he might have exploded with seventy-six punches. Strength above a bull."
Shui Wenxin was slightly startled, and then shot again.
Instead of fighting Zhang Ruochen with brute force, he used another boxing technique.
Human-level middle-grade martial art, Luanyun Fist.
With one punch, six fist phantoms appeared.
After hitting ten punches in a row, sixty shadows of punches appeared.
"It's amazing, his attainments in boxing have reached the high level of free will." Zhang Ruochen could see Shui Wenxin's martial arts attainments at a glance.
Generally speaking, only those who are strong in the extreme earth can cultivate to the high-level realm of boxing with one's heart.
In other words, if Shui Wenxin hadn't been plotted against by someone back then, he must have reached the extreme earth realm, or even higher.
Zhang Ruochen had to deal with it carefully, and kept hitting palms, and dozens of palm shadows appeared in front of him, suppressing the fists of Shui Wenxin.
"Bang bang bang!"
Zhang Ruochen's strength was higher than that of Shui Wenxin, and he beat Shui Wenxin back non-stop, gradually gaining the upper hand.
"Awesome! You are stronger than this old man at such a young age. If you can catch this old man's move, you will be the number one on the yellow list!"
Obviously, Shui Wenxin was very confident in his next move.
He had never used this trick before, and it was a life-saving trick at the bottom of the box. Once a shot is made, even the number one on the yellow list will definitely not be able to catch it.