In front of the stage of grievances, Jun Changxiao and the master of Changdaomen walked over.
All of a sudden, warriors in Qingyang City poured in from the streets, whispering to each other.
"Master Shen is a ninth-rank martial artist, has the master master ever beaten him?"
"When Baizong was recruiting, the head of Jun only had four or five stages of opening veins, so he still defeated Elder Wei, who was at the twelfth stage of opening veins."
"The strength of a ninth-rank martial artist with his bare hands is more than ten thousand catties, which is not comparable to that of a 12th-rank martial artist!"
"Makes sense."
After some discussion, many warriors have become optimistic about the master of the Long Sword Sect.
The leaders of various factions also came to watch the battle. They did not hesitate to support Master Shen, and even hoped to beat the arrogant Jun Changxiao on the stage of grievances.
Leader Qin did not leave, but stood at a distance from the stage of gratitude and resentment to watch.
A place on four floors.
Xie Guangkun stood with his hands behind his back, puzzled and said: "That guy is not stupid, why did he accept Shentong's challenge?"
It can be seen from the tone and eyes that Jun Changxiao is not optimistic either.
It's normal.
Changdao Sect is an eight-stream sect, and the master of the sect is also a nine-star warrior, who can be regarded as a good master in Qingyang County.
Do you often laugh
Many people knew that even if Wei Yixi could be killed, his strength was no more than a second or third rank martial artist.
"Head."
Li Qingyang whispered: "It's a bit tricky."
Jun Changxiao took back the electronic cigar, and said lightly: "Remember Qingyang, in my eyes, there is no tricky one, only weak hands."
With that said, he stepped onto the stage of gratitude and resentment.
"Ding!"
"Submission triggers."
Jun Changxiao stabilized his body, opened the system data panel, and the side task was to defeat the master of Changdaomen, Shentong 0/1 [elite task].
STO…
Why isn't he called Yuantong
The side mission was triggered, and it was still at the elite level, which made Jun Changxiao's eyes suddenly become hot.
What does he lack the most? Contribution!
Master Shen jumped onto the stage of grievances and said calmly: "Master Jun, shall we compare fists or weapons?"
"Whatever." Jun Chang said with a smile.
Master Shen said: "Although my Changdaomen is famous for its long swords, but Shen does not take advantage of the master, so let's use fists to determine the outcome."
"Can."
Jun Changxiao has no objection.
He secretly said in his heart: "Every time the level of a martial artist increases by one level, his strength increases by about 1000~2000 jin. Counting his 1500 level improvement, and counting the cultivation base of the open pulse and ninth-level warriors, the strength should not exceed 1.5."
The system said: "This person's strength is around 1.4."
Jun Chang smiled and said in a daze, "Can you see it?"
"Um."
"Why didn't you say it earlier, and let me count here."
"You didn't ask again."
"..."
Jun Changxiao was speechless for a while, but he also secretly said: "A ninth-rank martial artist only has such little strength, and it is not difficult to handle him."
Thinking up to this point, he said lightly: "It's time to start."
"STO."
"You always laugh."
After exchanging names, Shen Tong shook his right hand and rushed forward with strides, and immediately a bubbling energy ripple visible to the naked eye spread under his feet.
As expected of a nine-star warrior, the spiritual power released alone can completely crush the contestants in the martial arts competition.
Li Qingyang's expression became serious.
The strength of the head of the Changdao Sect, if it were him, he would definitely not be able to win, and the result would only be a second defeat.
Su Xiaomo and Xiao Zuiji also think so.
Their strength can be waved at the stage of first and second-rank warriors, and they can also bully and bully the heads of Jiuliu sects. When they meet a warrior like Shen Tong, they will only be abused.
"Rubbish."
Ye Xingchen said in disdain.
As the former peak Martial Emperor, he didn't pay much attention to the Nine-Star Martial Apprentice. If his cultivation was still there, he could poke him to death with a single finger.
elder brother.
Haven't recognized the reality yet
You are no longer the Martial Emperor who calls the wind and rain, you are just a little Mengxin now.
Even if you have experience beyond ordinary people, if you can't improve your strength and body, you will still be bruised and swollen by others.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, there was a loud bang from the platform of gratitude and resentment!
Jun Changxiao crossed his arms, blocked Shen Tong's heavy punch, his body backed away, barely stopped at the edge, and was about to go out in one step.
"It hurts!"
He waved his arms, his face slightly grim.
"Master Shen didn't exert all his strength, he couldn't hold on anymore, that's really weak." A sect leader said disdainfully.
As everyone knows, he is only a second-rank warrior.
Going up to fight Shen Tong, I am afraid that even Jun Changxiao is not as good as, and he will be blown off the stage with one punch.
Some people are like this. They never consider themselves weak, and always laugh at others as a bystander to enhance their ridiculous sense of superiority.
"This kid is too weak. I have to suppress his cultivation. If he is defeated, how can he be tortured?" Shen Tong strode forward, pouring spiritual power into his fists, but only used 50% of his strength.
The ambition is not to win, but the ambition is to abuse Jun Changxiao and make him pay the price for his arrogance in Xingyue Tower.
"Hoo hoo!"
The fist waved, and the fist wind howled.
A wicked smile suddenly appeared on Jun Changxiao's originally slightly ugly face.
Um
Shen Tong felt vigilant.
"brush!"
Just at this time, Jun Changxiao strode forward, hit his fist with his right palm, pressed down his arm, and poured spiritual power into his left fist to strike fiercely.
One charge, one wave, one attack, fast to the extreme.
Even though Shen Tong realized something was wrong, he could no longer avoid it, nor could he mobilize more spiritual energy.
"boom--"
The fist carrying ten thousand catties pounded heavily on the abdomen.
The impact of strong force harassed the muscles and meridians, causing Shen Tong to bend down, open his mouth, and open his eyes.
It hurts! !
"Brush!" Jun Changxiao raised his other hand, slammed his elbow down, and hit his back with a bang. Shen Tong's eyeballs bulged again, and he fell to the ground with a bang.
"hiss!"
The warriors watching the battle gasped.
The head of the king attacked twice, with a shock of spiritual power, and the force was heavy at first glance. If it hit him, it would definitely shatter the meridians and shatter the internal organs!
The leaders of the factions who thought that the master of the Shen sect had the chance to win, and would be able to brutalize that guy, were all stunned.
Suddenly, they understood that Shen Tong almost knocked him off the stage with a punch just now, he was acting and deliberately showing weakness!
Xie Guangkun frowned and said, "In the two attacks just now, the strength was around 15,000 jin. Could it be that he has already entered the ninth rank of martial arts?"
Jun Changxiao is only a sixth-rank martial artist, and he can explode with such a high strength, because each rank is improved, and the increase is 2000 catties.
To be exact.
Each product is upgraded according to the upper limit.
Such arrogance, one is because of the Yi Jin Jing, and the other is the contribution of the muscle building room.
Ye Xingchen also noticed it, and said solemnly: "I didn't expect this guy to be so strong. I'm afraid it will take some time for this emperor to catch up."
"Wow!"
Shen Tong, who fell on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned pale.
When he was attacked, only 50% of his spiritual power was used, and he suffered two violent bombardments from Jun Changxiao, his meridians and internal organs must have been seriously damaged.
Jun Changxiao squatted down, and said apologetically, "Master Shen, I'm sorry, I'm a bit heavy-handed."
"you… "
"brush!"
As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, Jun Changxiao grabbed one foot and dragged him to the edge of the grievance platform, and then threw it out with a 'swish'.
"Plop!"
Shen Tong lay on the ground with all four feet on the ground, unable to support himself, and passed out on the spot.
"Ding! Defeat the master of Changdaomen 1/1 [Elite Mission]."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the side mission and getting 50 martial contribution points."
"Ding! Sect contribution value: 177/500."
After completing a hidden task, an elite task, and easily earning 100 contribution points, Jun Changxiao looked at the leaders of the various factions in a good mood, and said in a provocative tone: "Is there anyone else who wants to come up to discuss?"
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