Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

Wu Hao whistled and walked leisurely towards the cave. Along the way, some people started pointing at him. Wu Hao thought they were jealous of his handsomeness and charisma. He even straightened up his walking posture and tried to look as elegant as possible. He looks more graceful.

In the cave, Chen Qianqian had been waiting for him for a long time. Also appearing in the cave was Jian Yang.

Seeing Jianyang in the cave, the good mood Wu Hao had accumulated along the way suddenly disappeared.

He suddenly sat down between Chen Qianqian and Jian Yang, separated them, and said displeasedly to Chen Qianqian: "Why don't you go practice? If some random people come to the house, remember not to open the door for them." , will delay your cultivation. You said that your cultivation level is not high to begin with, and you have to deal with the comings and goings of these unscrupulous people. If you really stay in the golden elixir realm for the rest of your life, let me see what you will do!"

Chen Qianqian rolled her eyes at Wu Hao and asked with some expectation: "How is it? Did the challenge succeed?"

As soon as he heard this, Wu Hao immediately became energetic, "Who am I, your uncle? It must be successful. Not only was it successful, but the master, deputy master and sect leader of the War Hall were also impressed by my performance. I was so shocked that I was praised as a once-in-a-million genius."

"Really?" The woman's eyes had stars in her eyes, but she still asked worriedly.

At this time, a faint voice came from behind Wu Hao: "Brother Wu, I'm here!"

Wu Hao pretended not to notice Jianyang. After hearing the sound, he slapped his forehead, opened his eyes wide, and forced himself to look surprised: "Oh, Brother Gambling, you are here too."

Jianyang sighed, wiped the saliva that Wu Hao sprayed on his face, and resisted the urge to slap Wu Hao on the head.

If it weren't for my own big things, I really want to slap you on the head and leave. But thinking about the big things that haven't been accomplished, I can only silently endure Wu Hao's criticism and scolding. He silently made some mental construction for himself: Yes, it's just for the big things. All for great things, for all great things.

After calming down, he became the gambling brother who had very principles and goals for gambling.

"How much confidence?"

Wu Hao didn't understand the meaning and asked: "How much confidence?"

"This is your challenge this time. Let's see how confident you are. I have to prepare in advance." Jian Yang's eyes shone.

Looking at the light in Jian Yang's eyes, Wu Hao stood up, turned his back to the two of them, raised his head and stared at the sun, and said confidently: "[-]% confidence!"

Chen Qianqian was temporarily blocked by Wu Hao's back. The sunlight stretched Wu Hao's shadow very long, reaching the table where the two of them were sitting. She secretly put her hand on the table and touched Wu Hao on the table. The part reflected by Hao's shadow hair.

When Jianyang heard Wu Hao's [-]% confidence, he became excited and began to think about how to earn more spirit stones through this challenge. After a while, he raised his head and asked Wu Hao: "Which game are you playing? Who is your opponent?" ?”

Wu Hao's eyes were red with tears streaming down his face. Although he closed his eyes as soon as he raised his head, his eye sockets were still swollen by the strong sunlight.

After wiping his nose and tears, he turned around with a smile on his face and asked Jian Yang, "Which scene are you asking about?"

"In which other game, isn't it true that one person can only challenge once? Can you still choose the challenger and ranking?"

Chen Qianqian and Jian Yang were both confused. Are these three people talking about the same thing?

Wu Hao told today's story to the two of them in a very tortuous way. With the disbelieving expressions on their faces, Wu Hao repeatedly made it clear that what he said was true. Based on his image in their minds, they still didn't believe it. .

Wu Hao even raised his hand to swear. In the end, Chen Qianqian decided to believe it for the time being. Anyway, he would know in two days whether he believed it or not.

In the suspicious eyes of the two people, Jian Yang reacted indifferently and asked calmly:

"That is to say, you will be challenged by 35 people first, and after victory, you will challenge 35 masters on the Qingyun Ranking. Brother Wu, you have taken such a big step at once, aren't you afraid of breaking your eggs?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Qianqian was brought into the scene where he might face being beaten by a group of people. With a worried look on his face, he whispered: "Isn't this bullying? How can one person beat dozens of people? We don’t have time to recover our cultivation, so we have to complete all the challenges in just a few days?”

Wu Hao said "hmm" and was perfunctory. You didn't believe it after he said it, and now you want to ask again.

She flicked Chen Qianqian's hand on the table and said, "Go cook, I'm hungry."

Jianyang also analyzed both possibilities. If it was like Wu Hao said, challenging dozens of times, it would be worth planning carefully. One benefit, dozens of benefits. He simply counted the approximate amount, and was immersed in it. Unable to extricate myself from the shock.

Wu Hao saw that he was having some trouble, so he decided to help him, kicked him off the stool with a strong kick, and shouted anxiously: "Brother Gambling, Brother Gambling, are you okay?"

Jianyang was awakened by this kick and looked at Wu Hao angrily. The muscles on his face were shaking with anger. Anyone who disturbed him to make money would be unforgivable, whether in reality or in a dream.

Wu Hao innocently explained: "I called you many times, but you didn't respond. I thought you were possessed."

Seeing Jianyang on the verge of going berserk, Wu Hao quickly added: "Do you have the guts to do something big?"

Sure enough, Jian Yang forgot his unhappiness, his eyes returned to excitement, and he stepped forward and asked, "What should I do?"

The two talked in detail for a while, carefully checking the information on several key points several times. They also listed three or four plans on how to incite the emotions of the disciples in the sect, so as to ensure that all disciples can participate in this event. Come in great occasion.

The scent wafted.

Wu Hao dragged Jianyang out of the door, who was still thinking about the possibilities and the feasibility of the operation, put a standard smile on his face, and said in a very familiar voice: "Brother Gambling, go ahead, and hurry up for our future happy time." , I won’t let you eat anymore. After all, time is money and efficiency is life. It depends on whether you eat big fish and meat or eat chaffy vegetables in the days to come. "

Before he finished speaking, the door of the mansion was closed, leaving an excited Jianyang looking at the cave door made of several logs, regaining his consciousness, and said leisurely: "Actually, it's okay to have a barbecue, as it won't delay making money. "

The voice was louder, but no one responded, so he could only get out.

The challenge was to challenge the third ranked player to fight the second ranked player, the second ranked player to fight the first ranked player, and the first ranked player to fight the officially ranked master on the Qingyun list. Wu Hao fought very hard in every battle, and was on the verge of failure several times. Who knew he would be defeated? He pushed through and finally won.

And the news about Wu Hao spread widely in Haotian Sect, with mixed good and bad. Basically, Wu Hao was the illegitimate son of the sect master, the illegitimate son of the supreme elder, the illegitimate son of the elder, and the dream of millions of female disciples of the sect. The enemy of the lover and the male disciple, the news first spread from the outer gate, and slowly spread to the inner gate.

Brother Gambler's business was booming. While scolding Wu Hao, he collected the spiritual stones that other disciples had lost to Wu Hao. There were more than a dozen punishment points at the outer and inner gates.

Chen Qianqian went to watch Wu Hao's first official challenge match, Wu Hao vs. Zhang Bao, and then she gave up watching it live. She felt that listening to the comments was more interesting than watching it live.

Wu Hao launched a challenge to Zhang Bao, who was ranked 87th, attracting half of the disciples in the sect to come and watch.

Thanks to Jianyang's publicity, more and more disciples in the whole sect are now interested in Wu Hao. Zhang Bao never thought that he would have such a high-profile day.

As soon as Wu Hao came on stage, he stole all the attention that belongs to him. He is tall, handsome, young and promising, and passionate... The results of the viral spread were useful. Wu Hao's image was basically solidified, and the female disciples scolded him for his sentimentality and ruthlessness. , the male disciple was angry about his affair and life experience.

Some female disciples even chanted under the ring: "If you dare not kill King Wu Hai, you will never find a Taoist partner in your life." Zhang Bao was a little worried.

The Brothers Corps strongly supported Zhang Bao in beating Wu Hao into trash, adding one less scum to the society and one less bastard to the Zhongtian world.

Zhang Baoru faced a formidable enemy. He was not targeting Wu Hao, but was frightened by the enthusiasm of the women in the audience. He tried his best to put on a more handsome posture and kept giving hints to himself in his heart: "Whether you win or not, get one first." Impression points.

"Senior Brother Zhang, you are polite."

"Be polite and courteous..."

Zhang Bao was nervous for a moment, and when he was about to respond with his hand, he directly released the move he had been preparing. Thick fog rose around the two of them, making them dizzy.

Wu Hao took a step back and waved away the smoke that rushed to his eyes. He felt a foreign body in his legs and feet. It turned out to be several flexible vines. The vines tightened tighter and tighter, imprisoning Wu Hao in place.

Seeing an opportunity, Zhang Bao stepped forward to bully the man who looked a bit bookish. His fists and kicks turned out to be wide open and closed, his fists were powerful and his spiritual power was like a dragon hovering around him.

Wu Hao turned sideways to avoid the punch that hit him directly in the face, shrank back, gave up his left arm, and punched Zhang Bao forcefully. He tested his weight and found that it was a high-level Jindan.

The people watching the fight, especially the disciples of the sect who bought Zhang Baosheng, saw him hit Wu Hao with one punch, causing Wu Hao's body to swing back in a larger arc. They all immediately burst into laughter and cheered loudly.

Wu Hao moved slowly twice to remove the force on the left side of his body, stood up and let out a breath.

Seeing Zhang Bao enjoying the glory that attracted much attention, I understood him somewhat and quietly left time for him to perform.

Seeing the endless cheers, Zhang Bao smiled and turned around and said loudly: "Junior brother Wu, do you know why I am only in the Golden Core realm, but I can occupy the 87th ranking among the many inner disciples and masters and uncles? "

After finishing the preparation, he turned to look at the surrounding crowd and shouted louder: "It's because of my skills and special physique, a wood attribute spirit body."

He deliberately showed off, dyeing his body green all of a sudden, and then continued: "It will give me super endurance and vitality, and be sensitive to the wood element."

"As for the Kung Fu, hehe, the Kung Fu I practice is Hunyuan Gang, which many people in the sect cannot master. My punches are as powerful as a swimming dragon, and they are very heavy. As long as a monk of the same level is close to me, one punch is enough to knock him out." The meridians are displaced and there is no longer any strength to fight."

Many disciples from the Medicine Hall cheered for Zhang Bao, and the sound shook the martial arts arena. Everyone was attracted by the momentum and turned their heads to watch the excitement.

Zhang Bao became more and more triumphant and said loudly: "You have been chained and you were hit by my punch again. If you give in now, you can still keep your body from being harmed. How about that?"

Wu Hao smiled and watched Zhang Bao's performance without answering.

Zhang Bao frowned slightly, looking vaguely angry.

Everyone in the audience cheered and whistled one after another.

Green light dyed his body, Zhang Bao drew spiritual power all over his body, Hunyuan Gang raised his hand and said, "I really won't surrender."

Wu Hao finally shook his head this time.

"Then don't blame senior brother."

"Boom, boom, boom..." Several consecutive sounds of fists and kicks sounded on the stage.

Seeing that all of his combination punches were received by Wu Hao, Zhang Bao was a little surprised and asked with a slight breath: "What's your cultivation level?"

Wu Hao used his spiritual power to force out a mouthful of blood, which stayed at the corner of his mouth. His face turned red from suppressing it, as if his internal organs had been injured by Zhang Bao's technique, and his hands and feet were shaking and shaking.

There was a louder cry from the crowd, as if the amount of spiritual stones they had invested in Jianyang would be doubled in the next second, and they shouted harder for Zhang Bao.

Zhang Bao himself had some doubts. He still had a deep understanding of his own skills. A round of close combination punches was completely received, and the opponent did not show any panic. It took so long to vomit blood?

The cheers made Zhang Bao feel a little carried away. Without thinking carefully, he was urged to "knock him down" and rushed towards Wu Hao. If one set of combination punches didn't work, then use two sets.

Wu Hao hunched over, resting his palms on his knees, gasping loudly as the blood flowed from his mouth, as if one more punch would cause him to fall.

When Chen Qianqian saw the vines on Wu Hao's feet being resolved silently, she had suspicions in her mind. Now that she saw Wu Hao "being beaten so badly" on the stage, she was even more sure of her guess.

"I guess this competition will last for a long time. I'll go back first." Chen Qianqian said to the senior brothers and sisters around him.

"Don't you look at me? Are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"

A woman in the crowd holding Chen Qianqian's arm asked.

"It's okay. I just remembered that there was some unfinished business in Fengli. I have to go back and deal with it quickly. Just take a look and remember to tell me the result."

Everyone agreed and turned their attention to the ring again.

Wu Hao struggled to withstand the heavy blows one after another. Each round seemed to have the last trace of spiritual power left, but he just refused to fall.

The time dragged on for a long time, and everyone became impatient and started shouting loudly.

Zhang Bao attacked for many rounds in a row, and he was so tired that he almost fell down, but Wu Hao had not yet fallen down.Seeing the crowd commotion at this moment, he gathered all the spiritual energy in his body and stirred up the power. He fully stretched his body, put his fists around his chest, leaned slightly sideways, pushed out his left shoulder, and said in a loud voice: "Junior Brother Wu You have so much endurance, you can take another punch from me. This punch is called 'Landslide', which means the mountain will collapse and the earth will split after one blow. Be careful."

Wu Hao raised his hand with difficulty to thank him, straightened his slightly hunched body, and made a common protective posture.

Zhang Baoshi pulled the air machine, locked Wu Hao's position, and rushed out with his head and shoulders buried. Wu Hao slowly retreated, and in a blink of an eye he was at the edge of the ring. What no one noticed was that at the position of Zhang Baoshi's heavy foot. There were actually two pits that were just deep enough to catch the soles of the feet.

Seeing that his target was right in front of him, Zhang Bao raised his shoulders and pulled back his right fist, preparing to knock Wu Hao off the ring with a shoulder strike.

The sudden deep pit under his feet made him lose his center of gravity and his momentum became disordered. One foot was deep and the other was shallow, just brushing Wu Hao's side and accidentally falling off the ring.

Seeing such a dramatic scene, the disciples of the sect under the ring couldn't help but sigh at Wu Hao's good luck. What else could they find to excuse Zhang Bao's defeat? The disciples cursed and dispersed.

There was a person in the crowd who remained highly nervous throughout the entire challenge. It was not until the dust settled that he finally relaxed. He found fingerprints on the spiritual stone in his hand, and the stone was stained with water.

Jianyang exhaled heavily, suddenly feeling a little weak, and then slumped to the ground.