Obtain the divine power at the beginning

At this time, the "White-headed Old Man" Wu Zhenzi heard the noise and came over, pushing through the crowd and shouting, "What's going on? Who is teasing Master He? Are you looking for death? Don't you take us from Kunlun Mountain seriously? What the hell?"

Jiang Huotian originally wanted to take this opportunity to beat up He Biduo, but when he saw that the fight could not start and Wu Zhenzi came knocking on the door looking for a scolding, he raised his finger and pointed at Wu Zhenzi's forehead, cursing: "Wow! Who are you, old man? Oh, that's not right, your hair has fallen out, you are so smart! How come you can't even see that He Biduo wants to fight? Hey, you old man looks like the old eunuch Wu Zhenzi?"

"Ha ha!"

People from all sects took a few steps back, but they still watched from afar. Seeing this, they burst into laughter again.

When they saw Wu Zhenzi coming, they felt that there was hope again.

Everyone knows that Wu Zhenzi and He Biduo are good friends.

These two people are almost inseparable, so they both feel that this fight scene will be more exciting.

They all hoped that the people from the Ming Cult's Jiangnan branch would fight with the people from the Qiuzhi Sword Sect and the Limen Sword Sect.

This scene will only be more interesting if there is a fight!

~

Wu Zhenzi had just squeezed in and had no idea what was going on when he was scolded by Jiang Huotian. He became so angry that his face turned red, his mouth twisted, his eyes rolled back, and he was just about to open his mouth to speak.

Lu De swallowed the wine in his mouth and did not give Wu Zhenzi a chance to retort. He immediately stepped forward, pointed at Wu Zhenzi's nose, and cursed: "What's the use of your bald head? Do you think you can become smart just because you are bald?"

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Jiang Huotian had a group of brothers to back him up, so he was even more daring. He then walked up to Wu Zhenzi again, and deliberately stuck out his tongue, spitting out saliva and mocking Wu Zhenzi, saying: "Do you really think you are so smart? Who knows if you pulled out all your hair yourself? Didn't you pull out all your hair on purpose because you were upset about not being the leader of the martial arts world?"

"Ha ha!"

People from all sects and schools suddenly burst into laughter.

They had heard something about Wu Zhenzi's affairs.

~

Wu Zhenzi's face was covered with saliva from Jiang Huotian, and his scandal was exposed by Jiang Huotian. He could not help but gasp for air, trembled all over, and veins on his forehead were exposed. He Biduo was already furious, and when he saw Wu Zhenzi coming to save him, he immediately became bolder and could no longer bear it. He raised his sword and pointed it at Jiang Huotian.

Jin Liufu held the knife horizontally and pressed down the tip of He Biduo's sword.

He exerted his internal strength and raised the sword tip again.

Jin Liufu's force penetrated the blade, and with a strong push, he pressed down He Biduo's sword.

The two men then began to compete in internal strength, sometimes thrusting their swords, sometimes pressing their knives. This kind of fight was quite exciting.

~

"it is good!"

"Clap!"

The people from all walks of life who were watching from all sides found the performance so exciting that they immediately started to cheer and applaud loudly.

Some people clapped their hands so much that the palms turned red.

With a "swish", Wu Zhenzi drew his sword from its sheath in a trance.

The fundamental reason why he looked dazed was that he was angered by the heroes of the Ming Cult's Jiangnan branch.

~

Gongsun Ren was mature and prudent, and he did not want the Ming Cult's Jiangnan branch to have a bad reputation for being unreasonable, so he used his double hooks to grab Wu Zhenzi's sword, and cleverly gave Wu Zhenzi a compliment, saying, "Master Zhenzi, let's talk nicely. You are a respected leader in the martial arts world, why bother to argue with a junior?"

Wu Zhenzi really wanted to say, "It was you, the Jiangnan branch of the Ming Cult, who were the first to make trouble unreasonably."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Wu Zhenzi opened his mouth, Tian Yingluo came over.

Tian Yingluo put his arm around Wu Zhenzi's shoulders and said, "Master Zhenzi, forget it. If we really fight, we'll all make a fool of ourselves. This is a rookie competition for the martial arts world. There are heroes from all walks of life, including Shaolin monks, Wuqian seniors, and Quanzhen masters. Come on, calm down."

After saying that, he put his arm around Wu Zhenzi and coaxed and persuaded Wu Zhenzi with soft and gentle words.

Wu Zhenzi was originally of the same generation as the abbot of Shaolin, Master Kongxin, the Taoist priest Le Yi of Wudang Sect, and the head of Quanzhen Sect, Xuanjizi. He was also one of the nine heads of famous martial arts sects in the world.

Tian Yingluo's kind advice now seemed to Wu Zhenzi like he had lowered his generation status.

Wu Zhenzi was so angry that his face turned purple. He was furious and raised his elbow to hit back, cursing: "Tian Yingluo, you bastard, what bullshit are you talking about? Are you talking human language?"

~

Chen Lie had already seen that the situation was not good and had been prepared. He stepped forward and blocked Wu Zhenzi's elbow with his palm.

With this move "like sealing and closing", the force of Wu Zhenzi's horizontal elbow counterattack was neutralized.

Then, Chen Lie advised, "Master Zhenzi, Sect Leader Tian is giving you good advice, please don't make a big deal out of it. The heroes of the world are watching! If anyone makes a fool of himself, the news will spread all over the world in an instant."

Tian Yingluo was startled and annoyed, and then he yelled at Wu Zhenzi: "Wu Zhenzi, I respect your old age, so I came here to advise you. Don't take my kindness for granted. Go ahead and beat me. After you die, I will not attend your funeral."

"You? You?!" Wu Zhenzi's eyes were about to bulge out of his head in anger.

He raised his finger and pointed at Tian Yingluo, wanting to yell and scold, but no sound came out for a long time.

~

Seeing Jin Liufu's veins exposed in the internal strength competition with He Biduo, Tan Chuqing was very worried and couldn't help but screamed, "Master Jin, be careful!" Tian Cailing came over and hugged Tan Chuqing, not letting her get too close, for fear that she would be accidentally injured. She also comforted Tan Chuqing with kind words, saying, "Don't be afraid, sister, Master Jin won't lose."

Tian Cailing's words were particularly harsh to He Biduo.

As if there is no point in having more to lose.

In an instant, He Biduo felt so angry that his whole body trembled.

As he did this, his internal energy was withdrawn and his sword power was insufficient.

~

"Crack!"

He Biduo's sword was suddenly broken by Jin Liufu's steel knife.

"Oh! Hero Jin is so powerful!"

"Good! Jin Liufu is indeed very strong."

"Master Jin is so good at martial arts!"

"Why bother with that old eunuch? How can he be a match for Hero Jin? He doesn't even sound like a man when he speaks."

"Ha ha!"

"Clap!"

Upon seeing this, people from all sects and schools cheered again.

Some people exclaimed in praise and praised Jin Liufu with their fingers raised.

Some people curse loudly and take the opportunity to belittle others.

~

Originally, when it comes to the strength of internal force, He Biduo's internal force is naturally stronger.

In terms of arm strength, Jin Liu Fu wins.

Both of them have their own strengths and are equally matched.

However, He Biduo was first angered by Jiang Huo, and then was ridiculed by Tian Cailing during the competition of internal strength.

So, why bother to be defeated with so many talents?

In fact, Tian Cailing also contributed to Jinliufu’s victory.

~

Seeing this, Dudu came over and yelled at He Biduo: "He Biduo, you want to cause trouble? This is the world's martial arts rookie competition. This is not Kunlun Mountain, not the place for you to cause trouble.

Who wants to fight you? You bastard, don't you take Master Kongxin, Taoist Leyi, and Master Xuanjizi seriously? Do you want all the heroes in the world to miss the rookie competition that they have been waiting for for more than 20 years?

Don't you know that it's freezing here and it's not easy for heroes from all walks of life to gather here? Are you a gangster?

You are old, why are you still so ignorant? You are the head of a sect, do you still need me to teach you how to behave?"

Unable to bear it any longer, he came over to join in, roared at He Biduo a few more times, and gave him a severe lesson.

Moreover, Dudu is a big and strong man, 1.91 meters tall and weighing more than 300 kilograms. He stands next to He Biduo, looking down at him as if he is scolding a child.

With that said, it seemed that He Biduo was the one who was making trouble without reason, and even brought up the Taishan Beidou of the martial arts world to intimidate He Biduo. The people from various sects around were still cheering loudly and clapping desperately.

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"Wow!" He Biduo competed with Jin Liufu in internal strength and lost the battle. He already felt humiliated, and now he was angered by Dudu, which made him feel extremely suffocated in the chest. He could not bear the strange looks from people around him and could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Suddenly, He Biduo fell to the ground.

The sun is shining and the wind is beautiful.

The dead branches sway gracefully, and the fallen leaves dance gracefully.

"Master!" The disciples of Qiuzhi Sword Sect heard the voice and came over. They knelt in front of He Biduo and called out sadly. They were really afraid that He Biduo would die tragically and that Qiuzhi Sword Sect would be disbanded from then on.

~

Lu Ming came over coquettishly and said to Dudu, "My husband, you are so awesome! Just now, I was so worried that you couldn't win a quarrel with this thief He Biduo. He has been a eunuch for many years and has seen a lot in the palace."

Dudu is so tenderly accompanying you, why bother to be angry on purpose?

Accompanied by a beautiful woman and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Dudu hurriedly said in a low voice: "No way? My husband is not as powerful as my wife said, he is just incompetent."

If you want to be harsh in satire, why bother with so much?

Over the years, He Biduo and Wu Zhenzi have assassinated, surrounded and hunted down Dudu and Shi Tianyu more than a thousand times.

Now is the time for revenge!

Revenge does not necessarily require the use of force!

~

"Haha!" The heroes who were watching from all sides laughed out loud upon hearing this.

However, some people started whispering, pointing at Dudu and talking.

"Who is that strong man? He is really an old cow eating young grass!"

"What are you talking about? This is called a hero winning the beauty."

Yaoyao, Shushen, Meiyu and other beauties all started to chuckle.

~

To He Biduo, these words sounded like a sarcasm.

Suddenly, He Biduo, who had just been helped up by the disciples of Qiuzhi Sword Sect, became so angry that he saw black spots in front of his eyes and almost fainted.

Seeing this, Jiang Huotian stepped forward again, holding the iron rod, and said to He Biduo: "Master He, don't pretend! If you pretend like this, people who haven't seen it with their own eyes will think that it was Master Jin who hurt you! Hey, what you did is really unrighteous and immoral!

After all, you are the leader of a sect! How can you be so unkind and unjust? "

After saying that, he reached out again, pulled He Biduo's ear, and shook it, causing He Biduo's head to sway left and right.

He Biduo was already feeling dizzy, and now he was even more dazzled and couldn't tell the directions at all.

~

"Ha ha!"

When people from all sects and schools saw this, they immediately fell down laughing.

Some people laughed so hard that tears came out.

Some people laughed so hard that their stomachs hurt, and they rubbed their stomachs with their hands.

"Wow!" He Biduo laughed strangely, his eyes rolled back, foam came out of his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and then he fainted.

He was so angry that smoke rose from his seven holes. He drew his sword from its sheath, pointed it at Jiang Huotian, and angrily cursed: "Jiang Huotian, you old demon monkey who is neither human nor ghost, if you keep talking nonsense, I will kill you."

Dudu put his hand on Zeng Ji's shoulder and said, "Xiao Zeng, you should be kind! As a disciple, you should know how to repay your gratitude. Your master is so angry, and you still want to show off? Is the Qiuzhi Sword Sect able to cultivate a disciple like you? Don't you feel ashamed?"