Soul Eater Book

Chen Zhi's strength greatly exceeded his expectations, and even Wei Qingcheng wondered if he would be able to block the move just now if he faced Chen Zhi. Moreover, Chen Zhi possessed such strength, but he had never used it before. In hiding his strength, who knows, does Chen Zhi have any other means of hiding?

Seemingly aware of Wei Qingcheng's uneasiness, Lu Wenwen whispered in his ear: "Qingcheng, my father is everything."

yes!What Lu Wenwen said, Wei Qingcheng suddenly understood, and regained his confidence for a while, glanced at the stand on the right, nodded and said softly: "Uncle must have a way."

Qian Niansheng at the side glanced at the people around him, then at Lu Zijing who had a dignified expression and didn't know what he was thinking, and grinned, no one knew what she was thinking.

Chapter 85 Golden Elixir Gift

The noise is getting louder and louder.

Especially since the crowd around the arena was the most crowded, some monks changed their words to praise Chen Zhi's strength, completely forgetting that they thought Chen Zhi had no hope of winning just now. , which is particularly eye-catching at this time.

Chen Zhi didn't bother to pay attention to the noise around him. He walked slowly along the deep knife marks on the ring to the place where Xuefutu stood before his death. Among the three high-grade magic weapons, the long knife had been damaged, but this The blood-colored long knife is extremely sharp, maybe it is made of some high-quality material, and it is easy to use after being put away. As for the other two defensive magic weapons.

The corners of Chen Zhi's mouth curled up slightly, and even though they were far away, he could still feel the strong resentment on Tang Cheng's body.

"Hey..." Chen Zhi grinned, put the two instruments into the storage bag, and took advantage of the gap to collect the blood Buddha's storage bag, quietly devoured the soul of the blood Buddha.

Before in the arena, he did not collect souls, because he was afraid of attracting the attention of Jindan or Nascent Soul monks, but this time, he was unwilling to let it go. It can be said to be very careful to cover up the imperial ghost sect's green banner obtained in the game.

Soon, the first round of martial arts competition officially ended. Of the 11 contestants, [-] were finally qualified. In the two-day competition, although many monks died on the ring, according to the regulations , if the qualifying monk dies, the No. [-] of the group will be drawn to enter.

It is also under such circumstances that the No. [-] ring where Chen Zhi is located is also the one with the strangest average strength among all the phalanxes that passed the first round. Only Chen Zhi was left with five monks who passed the first round. In the first round, there were actually eight monks of the fourth level of concentration and one monk of the third level of concentration.This is also under the influence of Chen Zhi. You must know that each of Chen Zhi's opponents in the ten matches was a five-level cultivator of Concentration, and these ten monks died five times and were seriously injured after fighting Chen Zhi!Even if they are qualified to qualify, they will not be able to participate in the next round of competition.For example, Chen Zhi's opponent Xuefutu in the last round, his previous results were ten games, nine victories, and he was fully qualified to play, but in the last game he challenged Chen Zhi beyond his control and was killed. , It was also cheap for other monks in the same group as Chen Zhi.

But even so, the nine monks who came to power at the same time as Chen Zhi were more afraid of Chen Zhi than grateful.

Chen Zhi didn't mind this at all. After the two referees in the tenth ring finished reading, he left the square and returned to his residence around the mountain city at the foot of the mountain.

After eating, Chen Zhi crossed his knees in the meditation room to recover his consciousness. Suddenly, his eyes opened, revealing a wicked smile.

Tonight, I am afraid that many people will not be able to sleep...

In the hall of the Lu family's house, a red-haired monk sat on the main seat, Lu Ao, Lu Zijing and other Lu family monks lowered their heads obediently, while Lu Xiong stood with his head bowed. In front of the monk, whispered something.

"I see..." After listening to the red-haired monk, he closed his eyes. The whole hall was silent. Lu Ao was fine, but kept his head down, while the focused monks like Lu Zijing and Lu Wenwen didn't dare to vent their anger.

After a long time, the red-haired monk opened his eyes, glanced at the surrounding monks, and said indifferently: "Since you have done it, you must clean it up, and this son can become a five-year-old with a yellow-level spiritual root in just five years." Heavy cultivator, there must be some secret in him."

When Lu Xiong heard it, he was overjoyed: "The old ancestor means..."

"Not now." The red-haired monk frowned and said, "This guy is not only good at forbearance, but also has a good brain. He chose to come back at this time, and he performed so well in the first round. If we do something secretly, if we make Brother Qiu unhappy, it will not be a good thing for our Lu family."

His words were like a basin of cold water pouring directly on everyone's hearts. Lu Zijing hesitated to speak, while Lu Wenwen beside him was already fidgeting. If they were not afraid of their ancestors, they might have opened their mouths already.

"Wenwen." The red-haired monk glanced at the woman in red and said in a low voice, "Let Wei Qingcheng come up."

Wenwen couldn't figure out what the old ancestor was thinking for a while, but she didn't dare to disobey the old ancestor's words, and walked out of the room obediently, and took Wei Qingcheng into the hall after a while.

As soon as he entered the hall, Wei Qingcheng prostrated himself with all five bodies on the ground, and said loudly: "Junior Wei Qingcheng, I pay my respects to Senior Lu, I wish Senior Lu can cultivate the Nascent Soul as soon as possible, the power will shake heaven and earth!"

After saying this, he obediently bowed down to the ground.

The red-haired monk nodded and said, "Get up."

"Yes, senior!" Wei Qingcheng got up and stood respectfully.

The red-haired monk seemed very satisfied with Wei Qingcheng's attitude, but even though Wei Qingcheng would join the Lu family in the future, he was not yet a Lu family monk, so he would not treat Wei Qingcheng like his own junior. The talisman appeared in his hand: "This talisman was obtained by killing a monk in my early years. You can take it and kill Chen Zhi openly, understand?"

"Ah?!" Wei Qingcheng didn't react immediately, but when he saw the cyan talisman in the red-haired monk's hand, he was overjoyed: "Thank you senior, this junior will definitely live up to his trust!"

The red-haired monk nodded indifferently, and when he waved his hand, the cyan talisman was immediately wrapped by an invisible force and landed on Wei Qingcheng's palm. Immediately, the red-haired monk waved his hand and said, "Go down."

Wei Qingcheng was ecstatic in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it. He patted the red-haired monk's horse respectfully, turned around and walked out of the hall.As soon as he left the hall, Wei Qingcheng held on to the talisman in his hand, and couldn't help but want to cry up to the sky.

From the end of the first round of martial arts to the present, he has been suppressed for too long, but he never expected that Chen Zhi could attract the attention of the red-haired monk!

Chen Zhi, you are dead!

Wei Qingcheng's face was ferocious, and for a while, he was so proud!

Before dawn the next day, the second round of martial arts competition began. Chen Zhi and other thousand monks first drew lots under the attention of everyone, and then divided them into one hundred groups again, with ten monks in each group. In the battle, there are five people left in the first small round, and then these five people will enter the ring at the same time for a scuffle, until only one person can enter the third round.

This time, Chen Zhi drew the number one ring, and all the ten monks in his group were monks of the Fifth Level of Concentration.

Looking at the next nine opponents, Chen Zhi frowned slightly, not because the opponents were all monks of the fifth level of Concentration, after all, he had already expected that there would be a secret operation in the second round.But what surprised him was that the eyes of these nine opponents did not have the slightest determination, but each of them had a relaxed look on their faces.

Could it be that these people want to die and go crazy?

Shaking his head, shaking off this dumbfounding thought, Chen Zhi stepped onto the ring.

Chapter 86 The weird "I throw in the towel"

This time, the area around the No. [-] ring was already full of people, and even a lot of disputes were caused for the front row position. After all, yesterday's last round of competition left a deep impression on everyone present, even the first After the end, many people were still sleepless all night discussing the match between Chen Zhi and Xuefutu. With this match, Chen Zhi was also recognized by all inner disciples again, and various experiences were constantly being recited .

In five years, from an outer sect disciple to now domineeringly killing Xuefutu with one move, coupled with Chen Zhi's grassroots experience of Huang-level spiritual roots, in just one day, Chen Zhi became the idol of many inner sect disciples, The popularity among the inner sect has soared even more, just like the evaluation of the red-haired monk last night-it has become a trend!

So when Chen Zhiyi was assigned to the No. [-] ring for the second round of fighting skills, everyone immediately gathered around the No. [-] ring, and there were endless discussions.

However, when Chen Zhi and his opponent stepped onto the stage and the referee solemnly announced the start, everyone was stunned.

"I surrender!" Chen Zhi's opponent said with a smile on his face.

Chen Zhi blinked, and asked in disbelief, "What did you just say?"

"I surrender." The opponent repeated it quickly. He didn't want to offend Chen Zhi, the murderous god. In fact, he didn't understand what the Lu family meant. Originally, last night, he was ready to die generously. , and even fought with two maids until late at night, but when he had written his suicide note, he received Lu Xiong's sound transmission amulet telling him that he didn't have to work hard, although he couldn't figure out what Lu Xiong was thinking , but he knew that he didn't have to die!

So when he came up, this person chose to surrender extremely simply.

Under everyone's stunned gaze, this person jumped off the ring with such ease, if private fights were not allowed, the onlookers would have wished to beat him to death!

On the high platform on the right, Meng Fantian was also stunned, and glanced at Tang Cheng and Lu Xiong, but found that the faces of these people were calm, and he was stunned, turned his head, and asked in a low voice: "Junior Brother Cheng ,what happened?"

Next to him, the Ruya monk surnamed Cheng also frowned, looking at Tang Cheng and the others suspiciously. Hearing Meng Fantian's question, he pondered for a while and analyzed in a low voice: "It may be Chen Zhi's performance yesterday. It is too strong, and has already deterred most of the inner sect disciples. The first round was operated by Tang Cheng, and the second round was probably operated by the Lu family. I guess the second round was divided into a group with Chen Zhi , most of them are inner disciples who have taken refuge in the Lu family, and after analyzing them, they may find that even five people are not necessarily Chen Zhi's opponents. , That’s why today’s action is possible.”

This elegant monk is worthy of being famous for his resourcefulness. After Meng Fantian heard it, he thought it was right, and immediately frowned, "Could it be that they let Chen Zhi go like this?"

"Otherwise." The elegant man surnamed Cheng frowned and said, "Based on what you and I know about Tang Cheng and Lu Xiong, if Chen Zhi could really force them to give up, would they still have such expressions now?"

Seeing Meng Fantian shaking his head thoughtfully, he continued: "So, it is very possible that the Lu family bet everything on the last round. It seems that they have great confidence in Wei Qingcheng."

Meng Fantian was not an idiot, the elegant man surnamed Cheng mentioned it a little bit, and he figured out the key to the matter, nodded, and seeing Tang Cheng's expression, he felt that this person was completely confident.

"Junior Brother Cheng, what do you think is the third round tomorrow..." Meng Fantian asked with a frown.

"It depends on the situation. From my point of view, Chen Zhi may be [-]% sure of winning based on his strength alone, but Senior Brother Meng, you also know that sometimes the outcome of a battle is not based on cultivation, experience, or even merit. can be fully determined by the law.”

Meng Fantian was silent. He didn't know this truth, but after all, Chen Zhi was not related to him, and helping Chen Zhi was more to suppress Tang Cheng. Even if Chen Zhi won, it was just to make him feel at ease. That's all, but if he really wants to help Chen Zhi bleed, with his stingy personality, he is absolutely unwilling to do it.