C131 Arrogant and unruly

The silence that filled the entire arena continued. It was clear that everyone was shocked by Zhao Mingzhe's words.

Finally, Zhao Shenglong whose nerves were bigger than normal was the first to react as he casually opened his mouth and said:

"Big brother, you're being too stupid today. Are you sure you're not courting death?"

Zhao Mingzhe's face darkened, and said coldly:

"Didn't Elder Kong Ming say it earlier? As a cultivator, without the pride to compete in martial arts, one is destined to not be able to live through all these obstacles on the path of cultivation." I think that this statement is very true. Since you dare to issue a challenge, I naturally have enough arrogance and confidence. I just don't know if the people of South Zen would dare to accept this challenge! "

Kong Ming looked at Zhao Mingzhe with an ice-cold gaze, then turned to Xuan Tong Ancestor and said:

"Senior Xuan Tong, what do you think about this matter?"

Xuan Tong pondered for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth and replied:

"What else can this old monk think?" It's just that I'm just peacefully sitting here and watching. "

Once those words were said, everyone's expression changed. Only Zhao Shenglong laughed out loud, slapped his thighs and said:

"These words are quite amusing. I'm about to die from laughter. Forget it, I won't say anything more. It's better to just sit down and rest in peace!"

Kong Ming frowned and said coldly:

"Since Royal Elder Xuan Tong is not stopping us, then Kong Wu, you and the rest of your fellow disciples, accept Zhao Mingzhe's challenge!"

As soon as Kong Ming finished speaking, three consecutive "No!" shouts rang out.

Everyone looked towards the source of the voice and saw that the three people who spoke were Ye Jinxuan, Ye Minghua and Zhao Qilin who had a gloomy expression.

Among the three, Zhao Qilin was the first to speak:

"Zhao Mingzhe, you are courting death! If you die, how can I avenge my big brother? How about, you settle the grudge with me first, then see if you have a life to fight on stage!"

"You don't need to worry. If I really die in this competition, I can give you a chance to reap your vengeance. However, I feel that you won't have the chance because I won't lose!"

As Zhao Mingzhe's voice fell, most of the people present felt that Zhao Mingzhe's arrogance was higher than nothingness, and was not at one or two levels!

At this time, Ye Minghua said somewhat anxiously:

"These North Zen's disciples all have the strength of Bone Forging stage practitioners. You, you are not their match. It's better for you not to challenge them."

"I have made up my mind!"

As his voice fell, Zhao Mingzhe walked onto the stage s. His frail body exuded a fearless aura and his gaunt face was filled with disdain and arrogance.

Ye Jinxuan frowned, in the end she did not say much, but she secretly held onto the sword hilt at her side, as though she was prepared to take action. The Second Prince still had a smile on his face as he casually said:

"Interesting."

At this time, the space above the stage frowned and said coldly:

"Amitabha, since there's a path to heaven and you refuse to go through it, then you must go through it! That little monk can only go through hell with all the other Seniors!"

"It is not certain who will go to hell. There's no need to waste words, can we start now? "

"Amitabha, fellow apprentices, please stand up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining seventeen cultivators of the North Zen shouted in unison and instantly leaped onto the stage. After they took their positions, these people, were all rushing towards Zhao Mingzhe!

The crowd below the stage could feel the aura these eighteen monks exuded. Even if they had thousands of soldiers and horses, they would still not be able to match up.

Within the North Zen, most of the disciples thought that this was just a farce, and did not believe that Zhao Mingzhe could defeat eighteen people on his own.

After all, most people knew that Zhao Mingzhe had the Inner Demon on him, and when he came to North Zen, he was only a Pulse Cultivator. It would be difficult to deal with a Bone Forging stage cultivator, let alone a pair of eighteen!

Facing the eighteen people charging at him, Zhao Mingzhe did not have the slightest hint of panic on his face.

In the next moment, Zhao Mingzhe clenched his right fist and slowly raised it up. However, there seemed to be a huge force of ten thousand kilograms coming from Zhao Mingzhe's right hand, and the speed at which he raised his hand was a little slow.

However, when he lifted his right hand, a surge of boundless vitality instantly gathered onto Zhao Mingzhe's fist.

Before anyone could react, Zhao Mingzhe's palm suddenly pressed down, his index finger suddenly flicked out as though it was holding onto a spring, and three figures of fingers pointed straight to the floor of the stage.

Rumbling sounds continuously rang out, and following that, the entire stage began to tremble violently. The eighteen people who were charging forward, couldn't help but stagger their bodies.

"Break!"

Following Zhao Mingzhe's explosive shout, the entire stage suddenly started to collapse from where Zhao Mingzhe was. Amongst the eighteen people in front of them, there were a few who did not react and directly fell to the ground.

Within the North Zen, the majority of the people present did not dare believe what was happening before them.

"Impressive, in a single move, there are already five people who fell to the stage. Doesn't this mean that Zhao Mingzhe has already won five rounds?"

Not bad, Zhao Mingzhe has given us North Zen face!

"But, what finger technique did he actually use? Let alone having seen it before, no matter how I hear it, I've never heard of it before."

In that moment, countless people below the stage were discussing Zhao Mingzhe's finger technique, which would allow him to overturn the entire stage in an instant, causing the other party to be unable to defend in time, and take the initiative to reduce their numbers!

A look of surprise flitted across the face of the South Zen Sect Leader, Ji Hong. He and Kong Ming looked at each other and saw uncertainty in each other's eyes.

At this time, the entire stage had collapsed and no longer existed. Zhao Mingzhe had already leaped up, and immediately after, he dashed forward fiercely as his body vanished into thin air. A monstrous wave of killing intent surged forth with Zhao Mingzhe's body, as if it had turned into an unstoppable flood, and blew all of the North Zen disciples who were in midair away.

If it was said that Zhao Mingzhe had broken through the stage and caused them to fall, it could be considered a trick.

However, most people could not understand why Zhao Mingzhe, with his strength, would give these eighteen Bone Forging cultivators such a huge pressure; this was simply against common sense!

While everyone was still in confusion, Zhao Mingzhe's figure had already rushed towards the sky.

His eyes turned cold as he shouted in an empty voice:

"Jia Ye Flower Manipulation Finger!"

Following that, the afterimage of thousands of fingers, instantly congealed into a single spot, as they fiercely struck towards Zhao Mingzhe's chest.

At this time, Zhao Mingzhe who was rushing forward suddenly raised his right index finger, following that, a burst of killing intent that broke through the horizon formed, in the blink of an eye it struck the gigantic illusory finger that was formed in the air.

A muffled groan instantly sounded out, and the gigantic finger shadow in midair started to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye, while Zhao Mingzhe's seemingly normal and ordinary finger, that was filled with boundless killing intent, sped up three times in the air!

Many of the experts present could already see that Zhao Mingzhe's speed had not increased because of his finger, but in that short moment, Zhao Mingzhe's finger had pierced out three times, but because the speed of Zhao Mingzhe's attacks were reaching its peak, it looked like he had struck out with his finger, and the speed was increasing.

The condensed image of the Jia Ye Flower Plucking Finger instantly disappeared, following Zhao Mingzhe's sudden shout, the sound of a finger piercing into the body came out.

Then, the empty body suddenly exploded in midair, and blood and chunks of flesh flew into the air.

Ye Minghua's face was a little pale, and he directly turned around and began to vomit. Most of the people present were stunned, and could not believe that Zhao Mingzhe's finger attack had actually broken through Kong Wu Chen's finger attack, and had even killed him on the spot.

At this moment, Ji Hong and Kong Ming stood up at the same time. Their expressions were gloomy like water, and Kong Ming was the first to shout:

"This kid deserves to be killed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kong Ming's body instantly leaped up and rushed towards Zhao Mingzhe. At this time, the Amitabha resounded, and following that, Xuan Tong's two sleeves began to blow without wind, and palm images that covered the sky directly forced Kong Ming's body to retreat.

Zhao Mingzhe currently stood there brimming with power, with no trace of fear, as he coldly spoke while looking at Kong Ming:

"What, I can't afford to lose!" Didn't Kong Wu just say that in a battle between martial artists, death and injury were unavoidable? He had already paid the price for his words. Kong Ming, as a Zen Elder, what right do you have to think of sneak attacking me? "

"Zhao Mingzhe, no one can see that you are a traitorous Buddhist disciple, but this old monk can see that you are using the Unconnected ring finger technique! This Unconnected ring finger technique was Zen sect's number one forbidden technique. Since he dared to practice it, then he would be an unorthodox disciple of Zen sect and could be killed by anyone. Ancestor Xuan Tong, you are an arrogant esteemed monk and actually taught such a disciple. Today, even if this old monk were to be dyed in blood in the North Zen, you should still kill this brat …