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"Only fifty thousand catties? It's not enough! " Chu Ling said softly.

Following that, amidst everyone's shocked cries, Chu Ling threw the large steel ring blade in his hands to the side, and then formed a fist with his fingers, smashing towards Tie Chui who was rushing down from the sky.

Just when everyone thought that Chu Ling was courting death, they heard a heaven shaking collision sound. The originally proud face of the sturdy man who had a mocking expression on when he heard Chu Ling say that fifty thousand Jin was not enough, suddenly became deathly pale.

Soon after, the crowd only saw a transparent wave of air on top of the hammer. The originally arrogant and strong man with the winning ticket instantly flew backwards.

Then, another earth-shattering explosion rang out. From the top of the training grounds, another iron hammer fell onto the training grounds as the strong man's body smashed a huge crater in the middle of the training grounds. Immediately, the ground shook as the iron hammer fell over a hundred feet away from the training grounds.

"I've already said this before. Fifty thousand kilograms is a little too light," Chu Ling said with a little lack of interest.

Just as Chu Ling's voice fell, everyone in the arena was already beyond astonished. Their mouths were all wide open, and in that moment, they had completely forgotten to close them.

Everyone originally thought that this would be a match where a robust man with an iron hammer beat Chu Ling, but they never expected that the incomparably mighty and robust man would be sent flying with a single punch from Chu Ling, or even with a hint of suspense.

It had to be known, that just now, Chu Ling did not even use a spirit weapon, and only used his fist to clash with the Flowing Stone Hammer head-on.

This meant that Chu Ling's strength was far stronger than the robust man with the eighth level of Vein Opening Stage!

"This, this is too terrifying, to think that there would actually be someone that can use a spirit artifact. This person's strength is probably at the very least Ninth Level of Vein Opening Stage!"

"No, from the aura he just revealed, this person should only be at the seventh level of Vein Opening Stage. However, I estimate that he should be able to fight even against cultivators of Ninth Level of Vein Opening Stage!"

"Ahh, I'm afraid that this person isn't the legendary genius who is able to pressure others of the same generation with his strength. Everyone knows that within the Vein Opening Stage, there are three special geniuses, namely Heaven's Pride, Monster, and Dao Child."

According to the legends, the weakest of the heaven's pride experts was a natural born genius. Even if they were at the same level, their strength would be far greater than others of the same level. It wouldn't be difficult for them to cross the border to kill others.

As for the most terrifying Dao Child, it had already been a thousand years since they had heard of it. Legend had it that Dao Children were born with a natural Dao Body, and that they were born with their own innate divine ability, their strength was even more unfathomable.

"In my opinion, this kid is probably not the legendary heaven's pride level talent!"

"From what I see, this power is too terrifying."

After all, it was the first time he had heard of the three types of talents that were separated. From the looks of it, his strength should be considered a demon. However, he did not know how powerful the legendary Dao Child level was.

Actually, this battle had been extremely easy for Chu Ling. After all, ever since he had started practicing the Primordial Dragon Elephant Fist, even though he only had the strength of one-tenth of a dragon and elephant, he still had the strength of at least fifty thousand kilograms. Therefore, facing the fifty thousand kilograms of iron hammer, it was basically not a difficult task.

However, to the other people present, this was simply unbelievable.

When Li Yanrong saw this, he continuously rubbed his eyes, obviously not believing what was happening right in front of his eyes, but he quickly reacted, he had picked up a huge advantage and casually pulled a heaven's pride expert over, who would dare say that he wouldn't accept a disciple in the future?

At that time, the knife-wielding man who was initially running away was also stunned, and unknowingly, he directly bumped into several people. Looking at Chu Ling who was originally a sissy, his gaze was filled with extreme shock.

Isn't this too crazy!

"Although mom is a bit too much, but she looks quite compatible!" The man with the saber on his back said.

Even the elders, whose Pill Flame Sect s had always been afraid of losing face, directly ran out. The gazes they used to look at Chu Ling became more and more passionate, as though they were looking at a peerless treasure.

Especially the old man with the wine gourd in his hand and the long sword at his waist, he couldn't help but grin, exposing his missing front teeth. His small eyes stared at Chu Ling as he spun around, looking as if he was about to pounce on Chu Ling.

And at that time, Zhao Ziping's expression instantly became awkward. Looking at the muscular man who had fallen into the pit and not gotten up for a long time, his killing intent revealed itself.

After all, the words he said earlier about him losing and him kowtowing and admitting his mistake were still echoing in the room. But now, because of the strong man's loss, he was in a dilemma.

He knew that even if he went back on his word, he would lose all face.

However, if he didn't go back on his word, he couldn't really kneel down and kowtow, right?

With that in mind, Zhao Ziping looked at Chu Ling with cold and gloomy eyes. He continuously threatened Chu Ling with his eyes, wanting to make him never mention anything.

But how could Chu Ling let him do as he pleased? After all, the reason why he acted was mostly because he wanted Zhao Ziping to lose face!

Therefore, Chu Ling didn't care about the threat in Zhao Ziping's eyes at all. With a face full of smiles, he walked in front of Zhao Ziping, patted his shoulders and said indifferently: "You didn't forget what you said previously, right?"

"You …" Zhao Ziping looked at Chu Ling for a long time without saying anything. Finally, his thoughts changed and he said: "Hmph, you're not even a disciple of the Pill Flame Sect, you're just standing out for Li Yanrong. The wager I mentioned before was aimed at the newly accepted Pill Flame Sect, it's not even you …"

"No, who, who said no, he's the Pill Flame Sect disciple I mentioned before. Take a look at him, Chu Ling!" When Li Yanrong heard this, she was afraid that Chu Ling would run away immediately. When that time came, she would not even be able to find a place to cry.

As such, when Li Yanrong saw this, he immediately jumped out, and arrogantly said this as if he was proclaiming his sovereignty.

At that time, when Chu Ling heard it, he suddenly felt that it was not good. If this Zhao Ziping was able to immediately recognize him, he would probably be chased down by an expert of Zhao Family.

But what made Chu Ling's defense line fall down was, after Li Yanrong finished speaking, Zhao Ziping actually said to Chu Ling fiercely, "Chu Ling, Chu Ling, it's Chu Ling again. This old man hates that name the most in my life."

When Chu Ling heard this, he immediately became relieved, and he immediately slapped Zhao Ziping.

"In front of your grandpa, what are you saying about your grandpa?"