C90

Chapter 90 - Instant Kill!

In the midst of the constantly swiping screen screen, Zhang Dongcheng watched the performance of the contestants on stage from below the stage.

The contestants later on would naturally not be as dazzling as Jin Jun, Sword Demon, Zhang Dongcheng and the others, but they were still decent people.

Basically all the disciples from the branch sects who participated, had a strength that was not lower than a one star War Emperor. It could be seen that the Heaven Shaking Sect's background was indeed very deep.

It has to be said that the Zhang Family that Zhang Dongcheng belonged to could also be considered a large family, but the strongest in his family was still his father.

And during this period of time, Zhang Dongcheng had the good fortune to see the young genius from the Origin Returning Cave make his move, the youth named Jian Wudao did indeed live up to his name.

Amongst all the participants present, he was the youngest, only sixteen years old.

However, his strength could be ranked in the top three!

He had only gone up on stage once, and had only used one sword strike as well, but his speed was so fast that no one could see him clearly, that his opponent was Du Zunfeng's second disciple.

The eight star War Emperor junior brother, Su Bei Chen, was severely injured and flew out of the stage.

Su Bei Chen did not even have the strength to resist!

Most of the disciples instantly put him on the list to be the most likely contestant to fight for first place.

Amongst these popular participants, Zhang Dongcheng was not even in the top ten.

The top ten were Sword Demon, Su Bei Chen, Ye Ke, Jian Wudao, Jin Jun and the rest.

There were many disciples in the eighteen Nine Peaks of the Heaven Shaking Sect.

Just Du Zunfeng alone was considered the number one branch, with thousands of disciples among them. But among these thousands of people, although there was a small portion, there were still a lot of people that were qualified to participate in the tournament.

The previous matches had been a knockout round. Most of the weaker competitors would first be eliminated, and then the stronger competitors would be left.

Zhang Dongcheng's luck was good, he managed to directly pass through the first round of the knock-out tournament.

The second round was a group competition.

The contestants could choose to continue to defend the arena and accept the challenges of the other disciples until they accumulated enough points to advance to the final semifinals.

Very quickly, it was once again Zhang Dongcheng's turn to step on stage.

Although Zhang Dongcheng had won the first round with the Liu Chang, but the majority of the participants thought that Zhang Dongcheng was lucky.

Even if he was astounding for a moment, his cultivation was still there.

Not bad, this Zhang Dongcheng was able to amaze everyone with his one star War Emperor strength, but at the realm of one star War Emperor, no matter who he met in the group stages, they would always be at the bottom.

"The group competition begins. Ming-Yue Peak versus Du Zunfeng, there's no way to explain it!"

As soon as the Grand Elder finished speaking, a figure immediately jumped up onto the floating arena.

"Come up and die, waste!" Zhao Mo was tall and his 8-star War Emperor strength exploded. He looked down at Zhang Dongcheng arrogantly, his attitude extremely arrogant and arrogant.

He was a disciple of Du Zunfeng, and had always regarded Jin Jun as a leader.

Seeing that he was in the same group as Zhang Dongcheng, Zhao inexplicably almost jumped up in joy.

As long as he killed Zhang Dongcheng, he would be able to reap the rewards. Naturally, Jin Jun would not make him lose too much, and his position in Du Zunfeng would also increase in the future.

As he thought of this, an even more pleased sneer surfaced on his face, and he said, "Zhang Dongcheng, if you're afraid, then kneel down and kowtow and beg for mercy, I'll be happy to spare your pathetic life, hahaha!"

The corner of Zhang Dongcheng's mouth drew back, laughed coldly for a bit, then slowly walked over.

Slowly walking onto the stage, Zhang Dongcheng said slightly: "I'll give you a chance. As long as you scold Jin Jun as a dog, I'll spare your life."

Zhao Wumeng's face turned sinister, his hands formed claws, and shouted, "Zhang Dongcheng, you dare insult my big senior brother, today you're dead!"

Two claws struck.

The terrifying aura of a seven star War Emperor exploded out with a loud bang, releasing it, sweeping through everything!

whoosh whoosh whoosh *

A few scratches appeared in the air and directly attacked Zhang Dongcheng's throat.

Zhang Dongcheng stood in place without moving an inch.

"What happened to him?"

"Has he gone mad?"

"Eldest senior brother, be careful."

"He must have been scared silly. No matter how strong a one star War Emperor is, it's impossible for him to be a match for a seven star War Emperor. Although Zhang Dongcheng has some abilities, against Zhao Wumeng, he's dead for sure!"

In everyone's hearts, Zhang Dongcheng was bound to lose.

There was no suspense at all.

However.

Just as Zhao Wumeng's right hand was about to lock onto Zhang Dongcheng's throat, Zhang Dongcheng raised both his eyes slightly and moved his right arm, "Flying Dragon in the Sky!"

"Bam!"

He threw out a palm attack.

The world suddenly shook incessantly as a giant golden dragon roared and flew out, ruthlessly smashing towards Zhao Mo.

It was like a mountain had been split open.

Violent power was released, and the incomparably huge dragon head ferociously smashed on Zhao Wumeng's arm.

"Crack!"

The joints were broken and turned into powder.

Zhao gave a pitiful cry and quickly retreated.

"Want to run?" "Die!"

"Whoosh!"

His body flickered, and Zhang Dongcheng instantly appeared behind Zhao Qi, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing the smile of a god of death, with both of his palms placed together, he suddenly jumped up, "Decapitation Dragon's Eighteen Palms, Proud Dragon Repents!"

He leapt into the air like a god possessed.

Head down, palm down.

A palm with the power of Proud Dragon Repents ruthlessly smashed on the top of Zhao Wumeng's head.

"Rumble!"

"Rumble!"

"Rumble!"

A silent force exploded in the air, as if the entire building had been blown up. It was deafening!

Zhao Chen's head was split open, all the bones in his body were broken, blood spurted out from his body and he fell to the ground, dead.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to player 'Zhang Dongcheng' for killing Seven Stars War Emperor 'Zhao Wumeng' for obtaining three percent of experience!"

The system sounded out.

With one kick, Zhang Dongcheng sent Zhao Qi's body flying out to the center of the stage. Jin Jun stared coldly at Du Zunfeng, his eyes were as sharp as knives!

There were a few people who did not react in time.

The Seven Stars War Emperor's Zhao Wumeng died just like that?

It was too fast!

There was simply no reaction at all. How did Zhang Dongcheng actually kill him?

Two punches?

Exactly what kind of cultivation technique could possess such powerful strength, how did a one star War Emperor kill a seven star War Emperor, and how did that divine dragon simulacrum do that?

Confusion!

Shock!

"Too powerful!" Ming-Yue Peak Jiang Fei and Gu Mingjie's hearts were once again set ablaze. They shouted excitedly, "Eldest senior brother is mighty!"

Sword Demon Ye Zong and Lu Youcai were also shocked.

Lu Youcai asked doubtfully, "How did Zhao Wumeng die?"

The Sword Demon muttered, "A mysterious martial skill, a battle consciousness at the Grandmaster level, surprise. In addition to that, the enemy underestimating his opponent was seized by this guy in an instant. He killed Zhao Wuchen with a single blow."

Ye Yin was also somewhat shocked as he said, "I never thought that Zhang Dongcheng would actually have such explosive strength."