Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

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"Young Master, please stay!" Yu Zhengjun stepped out from the preparation area of ​​Tiandou Academy with firm steps. His voice echoed in the air, causing Chen Xiaojun, who was about to leave, to stop in his tracks.

Yu Zhengjun bowed slightly, his movements smooth and elegant, "My Excellency, Yu Zhengjun, I would like to express my deepest apology to you for my classmate Oulani's gaffe."

He glanced at Olani who was being carried down, and turned his head with a determined light in his eyes, "However, I need to challenge you. We at Tiandou Academy must recover this place."

Chen Xiaojun stood there quietly, like a mountain, silent, his eyes were calm and deep, as if he could see through people's hearts.

Then, he shook his head slightly and said, "You are no match for me."

Yu Zhengjun took a deep breath, and his tone showed unquestionable determination: "Even if I lose, I will give it a try."

Chenxiaojun didn't say any more, turned around and walked towards the audience.

Yu Zhengjun hurriedly caught up a few steps and said loudly: "I also ask this young master to agree to my challenge in the name of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Yu Family."

Chenxiaojun stopped, looked back at Yuzhengjun, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

He turned around and shouted to the viewing area: "Wuneng, come here."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure jumped down from the viewing area and quickly ran towards Chen Xiaojun. His face was full of excitement and his eyes were shining with eagerness to try.

"Master, I'm here." Zhu Wuneng said with a grin.

Chen Xiaojun nodded, then turned to Yu Zhengjun, "If you can defeat him, I will accept this competition."

When Yu Zhengjun heard this, his expression suddenly changed. He clasped his hands tightly, feeling the pain from his fingertips, and felt an indescribable sense of humiliation in his heart.

Even followers at the Soul Lord level are not so humiliated.

He laughed at himself, "I didn't expect that a follower of a great soul master would be sent to jump over the rank and beat me, the soul master."

It was hard for him to accept that he was born in one of the three sects, the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family, and was always proud of himself. If he challenged others for money, he would be challenged first.

Chenxiaojun smiled indifferently, his eyes were starry, but his voice was gentle, "You may not be able to beat him."

After saying that, he walked straight off the ring.

Zhu Wuneng chuckled and glanced sideways at Yu Zhengjun, "Young people, don't be too proud or arrogant, otherwise you will be struck by lightning."

Yu Zhengjun's eyes flashed with lightning, and his voice became colder, "Who do you think is arrogant? Who is the young man?"

Zhu Wuneng spread his hands and said, "Whoever should do it is the one."

"you!"

Zhu Wuneng licked his lips and deliberately made his voice louder, "Don't worry, I am best at playing Soul Master, and I am good at playing against the wind. I will take good care of you later."

Yu Zhengjun laughed angrily at these words, his defense was broken, and he was so angry that he shouted in a low voice: "Very good! Just wait for me, I will make you look good later!"

Zhu Wuneng picked his ears and seemed not to hear Yu Zhengjun's roar. He said calmly: "Don't worry, I'm already so good-looking that I don't need any more."

"Zhu Wuneng, level 26 battle spirit master, please, forget it, no need to invite, let's just start the fight."

A few days ago, when Chen Xiaojun came back from the secret realm, Zhu Wuneng was still at level 23, and he broke through to level 24 within a few days.

Later, nourished by the eighth-grade elixir brought back by Lord Chenxiao, his soul power surged like a torrent, and actually increased by two levels, reaching level 26.

During the nearly four years when Zhu Wuneng was in the Ice and Fire Eyes, the elders did not rush for success, but chose to use medicinal baths as the basis to consolidate the foundation, because his physical condition was slightly insufficient compared to Chen Xiaojun.

That day, Lord Chen Xiao asked Chen Cong for instructions before giving him the elixir.

"Brother Fatty, you are so handsome that you have no friends. I will obey you for the rest of my life!" someone in the crowd shouted loudly.

"Yes, yes, fat brother, if I don't help my father, I will help you."

"This fat guy is really interesting. That Yu Zhengjun is almost mad to death."

"The Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex is amazing."

Zhu Wuneng was also crazy. When he caught a glimpse of the students cheering for him, he felt as if he had been pumped.

He suddenly turned back and looked at the students who supported him, with a bright smile on his face, and shouted with joy: "Thank you for your support! I will go all out to beat the shit out of this loach!"

His voice echoed in the arena, making the students even more excited, like a heat wave.

Some students excitedly waved their flags and shouted to Brother Fatty to cheer him up.

And when Yu Zhengjun looked at Zhu Wuneng's mean expression, three black lines appeared on his face.

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On the other side, the conversation between old man Kurong and old ghost Zhixing became more and more intense.

Old Man Kurong frowned and stared at Zhixing sharply. There was a hint of displeasure in his voice as he asked, "Old Man Zhi, what are you doing? You brought so many students who have graduated from the sixth grade. , what do you want to do?"

Logically speaking, the lower division should be the arena for freshmen and junior students. Their strength is rising year by year, one level at a time.

If Chang'an College had sixth-grade graduates join, it would not be without soul-level students, and the students would have to face the dilemma of fighting over the ranks.

On the other hand, Tiandou Academy already has three graduated soul masters, Mu Xingyun, Olani, and Yu Zhengjun, in their lineup.

When Zhixing heard this, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, but he quickly adjusted and said with a sly smile: "Old Ku Rong, you are right. This is not your territory, there are many of you."

Old Man Kurong snorted coldly, his eyes as sharp as knives: "It's best this way. However, you haven't given up yet on letting this Yu Zhengjun appear?"

Zhixing hesitated for a moment, but then regained his composure: "It was arranged before, let's take a look first."

After hearing this, old man Kurong had a flash of disdain in his eyes, but he didn't say anything else. Zhixing was practicing Tai Chi, trying to avoid the important and take the easy.

So, he turned his head and continued to observe the situation on the field.

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Chen Xiaojun quickly stretched out his strong arms, supported Ji Boxiao steadily, and walked to the original position step by step.

There was concern in his eyes, and he asked softly and gently: "Are you okay?"

Ji Boxiao exhaled turbid air and his face looked slightly pale. He had been somewhat scratched by the strong wind just now.

He raised his head, with a hint of tenacity in his eyes: "I'm okay, thank you young master for saving me."

Mr. Chen Xiao stood aside with a burning gaze. He glanced at Ji Boxiao and said calmly: "His leopard shadow clone is indeed good, but in this contest, you were obviously confused by it and lost your advantage."

"You can say he is cunning, but this is fighting talent. Fighting does not only depend on timing, but also on who can use soul skills and fighting wisdom better."

"The main thing is that you were too impatient. You hurriedly continued to perform soul skills before the person got up, instead of letting yourself get up first, which resulted in no subsequent movement."

"In the soul fighting competition, you must leave yourself three points to spare."

When Ji Boxiao heard this, his heart trembled. Chen Xiaojun's words were like the autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, both calm and sharp.

He recalled the battle just now. It was indeed because of his negligence and haste that he gave his opponent an opportunity, or in other words, lack of experience.

A glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes, and Chen Xiaojun's words were like a mirror, reflecting his shortcomings in battle.

"I understand, Master."

Afterwards, Ji Boxiao hesitated and said, "Master, Brother Wu Neng is facing off against that Yu Zhengjun. Look..."

Chen Xiaojun curled his lips, as if everything was under control: "Don't worry, Wu Neng will win. His strength and combat experience are definitely not comparable to that of Yu Zhengjun."