urban super dude

It's the aura, and it's still a majestic aura, not inferior to the old poison, and even stronger than the old poison!

"Cultivation... Cultivator!"

"What, Jun Wuyou is actually a cultivator, that's impossible!"

"True Qi and Spiritual Qi cannot coexist. Last second he was using True Qi, how could it become Spiritual Qi now!"

"Looking at the fluctuations in his aura, it's even stronger than that of Linyuan. I'm afraid he has succeeded in building his foundation!"

"As soon as he enters the foundation building, he will be the Martial God of Land. How can he fight like this? Who will be his opponent?"

Not only were the melon-eaters under the stage full of bewilderment, but even the background on the high seat was deeply surprised.

"This Jun Wuyou is hiding deep enough!"

Wang Chongyun couldn't help but said: "But, how did he manage to co-exist with true energy and spiritual energy?"

"It's not coexistence. He has always been a cultivator. There is no true energy in his body, but there is a treasure that hides the breath."

Ximen Fengyun stared at Jun Wuyou with torch-like eyes, and then said: "As for the previous zhenqi, it was stored in the wine gourd before and does not belong to him. It can be released when fighting, and it will be gone when it is used up."

"This son must have come prepared. Even I was deceived. It seems that the top ten ancient clans have already acted." Ximen Fengyun added.

"Ok?"

Although Shi Haohann was not happy with Ximen Fengyun, but after all, he was in the ancient martial arts world, so he had to be united. When he heard the news about the ancient martial arts, he immediately frowned and said, "How do you know that he is from the top ten ancient clans?"

"Hun Yuan Palm."

Ximen Fengyun said: "Jun Wuyou is using Hunyuan Palm now."

"This is the unique knowledge of the Duanmu family among the top ten ancient families, and it has never been passed on."

"For thousands of years, the Duanmu family has occupied Kunlun Mountain. However, in the era of Su Wuji's rise, the Duanmu family was driven away by thunder. Therefore, the cultivation method of Hunyuan Palm has been left in the secret room of Kunlun Mountain."

"After Su Wuji watched it, he felt that the Hunyuan Palm was very strong, so he modified it, renamed it the Hunyuan Divine Art, and passed it on to me."

Ximen Fengyun went on to say: "And after I stepped into cultivation, I went to the secret room to learn Hunyuan Palm, so I can recognize it naturally."

"This Jun Wuyou is not easy. He has practiced the Hunyuan Palm to a high degree of proficiency. Just the comprehension of the Hunyuan Palm, he is not weaker than me."

Ximen Fengyun said with a half-smile, "Su Yang must have seen Jun Wuyou's strength a long time ago, so he agreed to Ximen Huxiao's request."

"Ximen Huxiao is a big fool. He wanted to find something wrong, but he couldn't think of it. He picked something hard." Speaking of this, Ximen Fengyun was not angry because of Ximen Huxiao's stupid behavior, and still maintained a smile.

"Top Ten Ancient Clans, Duanmu Family?"

Wang Chongyun said with a serious face: "What do they mean by this? Can't wait to destroy the ancient martial arts reform?"

"No, we can't fight anymore, Jun Wuyou must be deprived of his qualification!"

"It's useless, now he is Laojun Tiger Wuyou, we have no reason to stop him."

Ximen Fengyun shook his head, and then said: "Besides, he didn't build a foundation, but only built a half-step foundation, and his aura is slightly stronger than the old poison."

"In this year's Hundred Schools Martial Arts Competition, all the great talents are not weak, Jun Wuyou may not be able to win."

"If you win and become the leader of the ancient martial arts, wouldn't the ancient martial arts world be in chaos?" Wang Chongyun said seriously.

"Amitabha."

At this moment, Abbot Yuantong clasped his hands together and said, "Then let him be the leader. Everything has its own destiny. Have you forgotten what that great man said more than 100 years ago?"

"No.1 of this year's Hundred Schools of Martial Arts, adhering to the fate of heaven and earth, and thousands of karma and effect, no matter who it is, we must recognize it and regard it as the master!"

As Abbot Yuantong spoke, the background on the high seat stopped talking and acquiesced to what he said.

……

on the ring.

Ximen Hu Roar completed charging.

He was so excited that he hadn't noticed the change in Jun Wuyou yet. At this moment, he sneered again and again, and directly used his strongest method.

And Jun Wuyou, unhurriedly, blasted out with a palm, and the spiritual energy raged in an instant.

boom!

Accompanied by a muffled sound, Ximen Huxiao's Hunyuan Divine Art was broken.

The next moment, Jun Wuyou slapped Ximen Huxiao's chest with his palm.

Unsurprisingly, Ximen Hu Xiao flew backwards and fell on the ring, spitting out a mouthful of blood, with astonishment and disbelief written all over his face.

"I... I actually lost."

"Lingqi, you are a cultivator, you have hidden your strength before!"

Ximen Huxiao finally noticed the change in Jun Wuyou, felt the majestic breath in Jun Wuyou's body, and his face turned ugly instantly.

It's not that he can't afford to lose, it's just that it's too uncomfortable, why did he propose to exchange opponents with Su Yang!

Chapter 552 Duanmu Wuyou

regret!

At this moment, Ximen Huxiao was extremely remorseful, and his expression was extremely complicated, as if he had eaten a lump of Chen Xiang.

If the opponent is Du Feiyang from the Du family in Shencheng, he still has the strength to fight.

In a real fight, with Du Feiyang's current strength, Ximen Huxiao is confident that it will be [-]-[-].

But now, the opponent is replaced by Jun Wuyou, an old Yinbi who hides his strength, Ximen Huxiao is completely desperate.

Even if he is not seriously injured now, he still has the ability to fight back, but he doesn't want to fight anymore.

Because Jun Wuyou built a half-step foundation, and through the duel just now, he was obviously stronger than himself.

If he continued to fight, he would only embarrass himself even more, Ximen Huxiao knew this very well.

Therefore, he bluntly said that he lost and gave up voluntarily.

"The so-called Hunyuan Divine Art is just the evolution of the Hunyuan Palm. You are destined not to be my opponent." At this time, Jun Wuyou took a sip of wine and smiled lightly.

Ximen Huxiao's expression was complicated, he stared at Jun Wuyou, and said coldly: "Who are you, I don't remember that Laojun Mountain has a talent like you!"

"Hehe, the top ten ancient clans, the Duanmu family, my name is Duanmu Wuyou." Jun Wuyou responded with a smile.

"What, the top ten ancient clans, he is actually a member of the top ten ancient clans!"

"Aren't the top ten ancient clans forbidden to be born into the world? It's been more than 100 years and I have never heard of them. Why are they reappearing now?"

"It is said that the top ten ancient clans are restricted, but they cannot be born within a certain period of time. Presumably, the time is coming."

"The members of the top ten ancient clans are all cultivators. They definitely don't want to see changes in the ancient martial arts world. They must come to stop them."

"Jun Wuyou is here, there must be some old monsters from the top ten ancient clans coming along."

"Before the rise of Su Wuzhi, the ancient martial arts world had been subject to the ten great ancient clans. No matter how powerful the sect was, they had to bow their knees to the ten ancient clans. Recalling the fear of being dominated by the ancient clans in those years, I have vividly experienced it until now. eye."

"Hey, the top ten ancient clans are too powerful. I remember a thing recorded in the book. For hundreds of years, the ancient clan sent a young disciple to dominate the ancient martial arts world, even if they robbed famous mountains The daughter of the mountain lord, the other party does not dare to resist, and can only obey, otherwise the family will be destroyed."

"With the appearance of the top ten ancient clans, I am afraid that the transformation of the ancient martial arts world will not be so easy to achieve."

……

The melon-eating crowd in the audience chattered a lot, and everyone looked at Jun Wuyou with fear in their eyes.

"You are from the ancient tribe!"

Ximen Huxiao was taken aback, and turned to grit his teeth and said: "People of the ancient clan, you can't join the world yet, right?"

"No."

Jun Wuyou showed a smile, took another sip of wine, and smiled softly: "So, now I am called Jun Wuyou, Jun Wuyou from Laojun Mountain."

"Humph!"

Ximen Huxiao snorted coldly, and naturally understood what Jun Wuyou meant.

As Duanmu Wuyou, he can't appear in the arena at the moment, and he can't participate in the Baizong martial arts.

But as a disciple of Laojunshan, he has this qualification.

"You have no worries."

At this time, Ximen Fengyun on the high seat looked at Jun Wuyou, and said: "You, as the pride of Laojun Mountain, participated in the Hundred Schools of Martial Arts, and you are of the right age, there is nothing wrong with it."

"However, can you tell me, as one of the top [-] ancient clans, what is your purpose in participating in the Hundred Sects Martial Arts?"

"Patriarch Ximen."

Jun Wuyou met Ximen Fengyun's eyes, showed a rare respect, and said politely: "Our Duanmu family just wants to witness the transformation of the ancient martial arts world, please rest assured, the Duanmu family will never interfere in the ancient martial arts world. thing."

"As for me, hehe, I haven't played against my peers for a long time, I just exercise my muscles and bones."

Jun Wuyou continued: "Originally, I planned to lose the last game, hide in the crowd, and watch the show without anyone noticing."

"However, who would have thought that among the contestants of the Hundred Schools of Martial Arts, there was a half-step foundation establishment."

Jun Wuyou said with a playful smile: "I couldn't hold back the itchy hands for a while, so I won the competition, and I plan to meet the arrogance of the ancient martial arts world."

The half-step foundation building in his mouth is the old poison Linyuan.

"I see."

Ximen Fengyun nodded, and then asked: "What do you think you have a chance of winning? After you win, what do you plan to do? Is it possible to become the leader of the ancient martial arts?"

"I'm not interested in this position."

Jun Wuyou shook his head, then took a sip of his wine, and said with a smile: "Patriarch Ximen, don't worry, I won't enter the finals, no matter if I win or lose, I will withdraw if I fight again, but the probability of my losing should not be high. hehe."

"it is good."

Ximen Fengyun was a little satisfied with this answer, and then changed his tone, and asked with a little deep meaning: "Did you come alone this time, did your master Duanmuwu follow?"

"My grandfather is on his way, and he will arrive in Wudang Ancient Town in a few days."

Jun Wuyou said with a smile: "The transformation of the ancient martial arts world is a major event. People from the top ten ancient clans all want to see it."

"That's it."

Hearing this, Ximen Fengyun smiled wryly in his heart, he had already guessed this.

After a pause for a few seconds, Ximen Fengyun looked at Ximen Huxiao, and said calmly: "Ximen Huxiao, go down, the outcome of this competition has been decided."

"Yes, my ancestor."

Ximen Huxiao responded respectfully, and at the same time, his eyes fell on Su Yang, and he said angrily: "Su Yang, did you know that Jun Wuyou concealed his strength, so you agreed to my proposal?"

"Oh?"

Jun Wuyou next to him also looked at Su Yang, obviously wanting to know the answer.

He is very confident in his concealment methods, and even the peak of Foundation Establishment can't detect it. Su Yang is a Qi training level nine, can he see it?

Su Yang was fearless, and said coldly: "So what, you are to blame for all this!"

"you!"

Ximen Huxiao was furious, and said in a deep voice: "You dog, wait for me!"

"After the hundred sects meet, I will definitely kill you with my own hands and crush you to ashes!"

"Ha ha!"

Unexpectedly, Su Yang raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "Why wait until after the Hundred Schools Martial Arts Contest, we can settle it now!"

As soon as the words fell, Su Yang's eyes instantly turned cold, and there was a terrifying aura fluctuating all over his body.

Whoosh!

The next moment Su Yang appeared on the ring.

During the movement of his body, with a thought in his mind, the Cang Qiong Sword was already in his hand.

at this time.

Su Yang stood on the ring with the Sky Sword in his hand, and said with a serious face: "Ximen Huxiao, as I said before, you will die today!"

"A man, you should do what you say, and now, I'm here to fulfill what I said before!"

After finishing speaking, Su Yang's figure flickered, and the reincarnation artistic conception of Baishi Reincarnation Fist was used by him on the Sky Sword, with overwhelming power.

"You...what are you going to do...poof!"