C231 First place privilege

BOOM!

Zhan Tianming's right arm shook violently.

He had finally gathered his strength!

Suddenly, Zhan Tianming jumped up and rushed towards Zhang Tusheng bravely.

In his eyes, the enraged Zhang Tusheng had already turned into an elite monster filled with red light, but Zhan Tianming did not care about all this anymore, he only wanted to destroy Zhang Tusheng's head with a single punch.

"Humph!"

Zhang Tusheng let out a cold snort.

"It's better if you send it up yourself. Now, just die!"

"Overlord Smashing Mountain Fist!"

Rumble …

Another extremely powerful and vigorous punch was thrown out, the huge figure of the Genuine Essence carrying the extremely overbearing Fist Strength, quickly pressing down from the sky, causing the air to tremble non-stop.

The fist shadows had yet to materialize but the strong pressure had already landed on Zhan Tianming's body.

His tattered clothes fluttered unceasingly, and his black hair crazily swayed backwards.

In fact, the pressure of the Fist Strength had already blown so hard that his face had already warped.

But...

Zhan Tianming's body that was rushing forward did not slow down at all.

"Tyrant Sky Killing Fist!"

A furious roar echoed out.

Zhan Tianming punched out.

Rumble …

Rumble …

In an instant, the entire space trembled with a loud bang as the afterimage of Zhang Tusheng's fist exploded. The afterimage of's fist cracked as his body flew past, and the fist that carried a terrifying pressure smashed ruthlessly towards Zhang Tusheng's head.

Zhang Tusheng's eyes were wide open.

The shock in his heart was as great as waves.

How was this possible?

His strongest punch was actually broken by a Seven Star Martial Master?

Zhang Tusheng did not dare believe it, he simply could not believe it.

But when Zhan Tianming's fist approached him, he had no choice but to believe it, because he could already feel the terrifying and tyrannical might of the fist.

He wanted to get out of the way.

However, it was already too late.

Bang!

Zhang Tusheng's head exploded open like a watermelon.

"Ding dong!"

"Congratulations Host Zhan Tian for defeating Zhang Tusheng, obtained 150,000 Experience Value, Berserk 100 points, 10 Small Experience Pellets, 5 Medium Experience Pellets, 1 Large Experience Pellet, 1 Secret Scripture of Overlord Mountain Breaking Fist …"

In an instant, countless treasures dropped.

"Ding dong!"

"Congratulations to host Zhan Tianming for his first time using the Bloodline Martial Skill and successfully killing the enemy. The reward is an additional 10,000 Experience Value."

"Ding dong!" We have discovered a foreign secret technique, the 'Overlord Smashing Mountain Fist', which is ranked as Star Medallion. Do you want to practice it? "

"Ding dong …"

The system's notification kept ringing in his mind.

Zhan Tianming on the other hand, used all of his Experience Pills.

"Ding dong!"

"Congratulations Host, Zhan Tianming, you have levelled up to an 8-star Martial Master and obtained 4 Attribute Points s."

"Ding dong!"

"Congratulations, host Zhan Tianming. You have levelled up to a 9 star Martial Master and received 4 Attribute Points."

"Ding dong!"

"Congratulations Host, Zhan Tianming, you have levelled up to a One Star Martial Spirit and obtained eight Attribute Points."

In an instant, he advanced three star consecutively.

Bang! Bang!

Two tremors rang out.

Zhan Tianming steadily landed on the ground and stood proudly.

The other voice was the sound of Zhang Tusheng's body falling onto the stage.

All of this was too sudden!

A Seven Star Martial Master was able to kill One Star Martial King with a single punch!

Oh my god!

Who would believe it?

No one would believe it, but the truth was right in front of them.

Some even rubbed their eyes, afraid that everything they had just seen was fake. But no matter how they rubbed it, what they saw in the end was still that scene.

Zhan Tianming, he had really killed Zhang Tusheng with a single punch.

The headless body was evidence.

Iron-like evidence!

You have to believe it.

and so on...

Suddenly, everyone's hearts shook again.

How did Zhan Tianming's cultivation become a One Star Martial Spirit?

Wasn't he a Seven Star Martial Master?

The repeated shocks made it even more difficult for people to believe their own eyes. They even felt that this was too unreal, as if they were dreaming.

But no matter how hard they looked, everything was real.

Twisting her thigh hurt!

Slap! Pain!

All the pain proved that they were not dreaming.

Suddenly, the feeling of shock in everyone's hearts rose to a whole new level. They were so excited that they couldn't control themselves.

And among the crowd, Zhan Ming's gaze also surged with an intense killing intent.

"Tyrant Sky Killing Fist? You truly are a member of my Zhan Family. "

Kacha Kacha …

Zhan Ming clenched his fists tightly.

"Cough!"

At this moment, the sound of a dry cough that contained a Genuine Essence rang out and spread throughout the entire arena.

Suddenly, the crowd returned to their senses.

Under Luther's instructions, the elder from Jiuhua Gate stood up, and swept his gaze across his surroundings.

"Everyone."

"Seven Peaks Sect Elder Zhang Tusheng destroyed the Sky Wind Hidden Dragon Rank s' competition, so he deserved to die. Elder Lu has just said that he will report this matter to Sir Xin truthfully. As for how it is dealt with, that will depend on Sir Xin's decision. "

As he spoke, the Jiuhua Gate Elder cast a glance at the location of everyone present.

That gaze especially stayed on Yi Chen for a moment longer.

Yi Chen's expression was still calm, as if everything that had happened previously had nothing to do with him at all.

That calmness was truly terrifying.

Just when everyone thought that Yi Chen would not have any reaction, he suddenly stood up, and his clear voice resonated across the sky.

"As the last Sky Wind Hidden Dragon Rank, I remember that I had a chance to make an exception and challenge, right?"

Yi Chen's gaze slowly fell on Lu Ze's body.

Everyone was stunned.

Amongst the crowd, Wei Jiang could not help but ask Yan Donghuo: "Old drunkard, what does he mean by that?"

Yan Donghuo frowned slightly.

Finally, he said: "The first place of the previous Sky Wind Hidden Dragon Rank can be challenged by any Martial Cultivator who can enter the top ten in the next competition."

"What?" Wei Jiang was startled.

There was actually such a thing?

After hearing what Yan Donghuo had said, the surrounding Martial Cultivator s all revealed expressions of astonishment.

They also did not know that there was such a rule.

Under countless gazes filled with doubt, Luther nodded his head slightly.

"The opponent I want to choose is him."

Yi Chen pointed to Zhan Tianming who was on the stage.

Even though Zhan Tianming had already broken through to the One Star Martial Spirit, he was still lacking an entire two realms when compared to the One-star Martial Emperor.

The other party had brought up this kind of competition at this moment in order to completely eliminate him.

However, Zhan Tianming didn't have the power to choose between war and war.

The person who ranked first in the previous batch possessed such privileges.

Suddenly …

Feng Wushuang who was beside Zhan Tianming fainted.

Zhan Tianming, who had recovered from his shock, immediately supported Feng Wushuang, preventing him from falling onto the stage.

With this support, Zhan Tianming's heart suddenly froze.

Hot! Incomparable heat!

Feng Wushuang's body was even hotter than a furnace.