"It's the Ten-wing Style Fist, a new boxing technique I created yesterday, a boxing technique created by integrating my understanding of martial arts, a boxing technique centered on me!" Zheng Shiyi looked at his right hand. After being taken away, starting from Xiaoqian World and growing up to this day, I don’t know how many opponents I have encountered, I don’t know how many masters I have encountered who are stronger than myself, and I don’t know how many times I have been crushed by others.
And my own boxing technique is my own unique boxing style formed after being suppressed and crushed by others time and time again!
"Sure enough, Shiyi has indeed reached this level." In the distance, the old man in the inner demon sighed: "Now he has gradually begun to establish a sect, and he has the temperament of a generation of masters. When he enters the king's realm in the future, he will surely He is a great master."
One day later, the Shenhou Conference began again.
As usual, Zheng Shiyi arrived at the venue just before the Shenhou Conference was about to begin. As soon as he emerged from the venue, everyone's eyes in the entire venue immediately fell on him.
"Zheng Shiyi!"
"Blood Demon Zheng Shiyi!"
One after another, exclamations continued to sound, and the voices were even mixed with the shouts of the Lord God!
"Although the Divine Lord Conference is not over yet, the position of the Divine Lord has probably been decided."
"It must be Zheng Shiyi. This is the Great Perfection of the God-level Hou Realm. Who can be his opponent in the entire conference?"
Amid exclamations, Zheng Shiyi stepped onto the high platform.
On the high platform, King Lu stood in the center, with the remaining nine Ten Heavenly Kings standing behind him.
Nine people... Wang Shenji!
Zheng Shiyi's eyes narrowed and fell on Wang Shenji among the nine people. A look of doubt flashed in his eyes. At first, Wang Shenji was hit by his own heart magic, and he used the attack to kill people in front of everyone. , and later he was also taken away by the Imperial City Shadow Guards. How could he now appear in the venue of the Divine Lords Conference
According to the rules of the imperial city, Wang Shenji should not be released.
Wang Shenji seemed to be even thinner than last time, with protruding cheekbones on his face, and his narrow eyes were full of hatred, but it was only hatred, and there was no murderous intent. His eyes with hatred were even unusually calm.
This Wang Shenji's character has changed.
Zheng Shiyi sighed in his heart, never expecting that Wang Shenji was not allowed to die, but that he was allowed to go through this tribulation and reach a higher level both mentally and spiritually.
The previous Wang Shenji did not have this state of mind.
It's just that Wang Shenji's physical condition doesn't look very good now. He has obviously been tortured a lot in the cell.
After all, the person he killed was no small person.
Zheng Shiyi glanced at Wang Shenji, then quickly turned his eyes away and fell on King Lu.
King Lu looked at Zheng Shiyi with unabashed admiration. He pointed to his side and said, "Come, Shiyi, sit here."
Behind them, the nine people looked at Zheng Shiyi who walked to sit next to King Lu, and their expressions suddenly turned ugly. The seat was next to King Lu.
But they were behind King Lu, which meant that Zheng Shiyi was now separated from them.
He, Zheng Shiyi, was aloft, but all of them could only stand behind Zheng Shiyi, looking at Zheng Shiyi's back!
Zheng Shiyi had just sat down when the referee's voice quickly rang out from below the ring: "Wang Shenji vs. Zhang Shikan."
After the words fell, Wang Shenji stood up and walked down the ring behind him.
King Lu looked at Wang Shenji's leaving figure and whispered: "Wang Shenji was rescued by his adoptive father, Overlord.
Overlord believes that Wang Shenji has great potential. I heard that Wang Shenji once received the inheritance of Shinto. Although his loss to you that day was not an accident, it was still an accident. Otherwise, he would not have lost so completely.
But since he has a Shinto inheritance, it will be hard to tell in the future. So Bawang used a death-free gold medal to rescue Wang Shenji. "
"I see." Zheng Shiyi nodded as usual, remembering that the Six Desire Demon Dragon also had a death-free gold medal in his hand.
The Shenhou Conference has progressed so far, but there is only one arena, and at the same time, there is only one arena battle.
Wang Shenji walked onto the ring with a normal expression. Different from the murderous look in the past, there was no change in his expression.
On the opposite side, a middle-aged man who looked a bit ugly stepped onto the ring with a solemn expression. He looked at Wang Shenji opposite and secretly said something bad. Wang Shenji was arrested before. He also lamented that he was lucky and didn't have to fight. You can enter the next round.
But who knew that Wang Shenji would be released!
Wang Shenji is one of the Ten Heavenly Kings. Under normal circumstances, he would have absolutely no chance of winning. However, he received news that Wang Shenji was tortured in prison. Looking at Wang Shenji's current appearance, it is obvious that His condition is extremely poor, but he still has a chance.
"The contest begins!"
The two of them had just stepped onto the ring for a short time, and the referee's voice had already sounded below the ring.
Hearing the sound, Zhang Shihan jumped up suddenly, like a tiger out of the cage. His whole body exuded a primitive ferocious aura. In just two breaths, he had already appeared in front of Wang Shen's body, with a pair of thick palms. , slapping down like a tiger's claw, bringing up bursts of biting wind.
The strong wind roared, and the wind was so strong that it seemed to blow Wang Shenji away.
There was no trace of panic on Wang Shenji's face. He stretched out a hand with a calm expression and made a sudden stroke in front of him.
The arm that looked much slender than ordinary people, and even had scars on it, was like a bolt flying down from the sky, sharp and fast!
Zhang Shikan felt a light flash before his eyes, and before he could react, there was a cold tingling sensation on his neck.
"you… "
Zhang Shikan opened his mouth, but only had time to utter a single word. His whole head from the neck up flew into the air, and bright red blood spilled onto the ring.
As if he had done a trivial thing, Wang Shenji turned around and walked off the ring with an expressionless expression.
"died?"
"So fast."
"Heaven-level Dzogchen! This is not the heaven-level perfection we have just reached, but the heaven-level Dzogchen, which is only one step away from breaking through to the supreme level!"
"Wang Shenji has improved again!"
Below the ring, waves of exclamations came out.
Zheng Shiyi looked at Wang Shenji who was walking down the ring in surprise. Wang Shenji had obviously just reached the Heaven-level Perfection. Unexpectedly, not only did he not die that time, but it actually helped him a lot.
Behind Zheng Shiyi, the remaining eight people all looked solemn. Although Wang Shenji's methods were not as good as Zheng Shiyi's, they were already extremely terrifying.
What's more, he has already reached the Heaven-level Great Perfection. Who knows when he will break through to the Supreme Level!
Among the few people, Gui Li's face became extremely ugly. She took a deep look at everyone around her. She didn't wait for Wang Shenji to step off the ring, but she had already walked down. It was her turn to appear in the next round.
In the venue, everyone's eyes fell on Gui Li.
"Gui Li is about to appear."
"Who is his opponent, this person named Song Wendun? How come I have never heard of his name."
"He's just a lucky guy. I've heard of him before. Since he came to the Shenhou Conference, the opponents he encountered were either injured or of average strength. So although his strength is average, he still got to where he is now."
"This luck, this is really good, but his luck only lasts so far. He is facing the Ten Heavenly Kings now!"
Amidst the discussion, a man who looked very inconspicuous, with an ordinary appearance and temperament walked up from the other end of the ring. Although his expression looked solemn, there was nothing on his ordinary face. panic.
When he walked to the ring, he didn't wait for the referee below the ring to speak, but he stretched out his hand first and made a gesture of invitation to Gui Li.
At this point in the Shenhou Conference, it is not necessary for the referee below the ring to call the start. If both parties in the ring agree, they can take action directly.
Gui Li stood proudly on the ring. Seeing Song Wendun's actions, he chuckled and said, "Just take action, otherwise once I take action, I'm afraid you won't have a chance."
"It's better to obey orders than to be respectful. Be careful." Song Wendun was not angry when he heard this. The spiritual energy in his body surged out rapidly, and the mighty spiritual energy fluctuations surged around, and the dust around the ring flew up. For a moment, the entire ring was covered with dust. It's all dark.
In the flying dust, his figure suddenly jumped out, as fast as a flash of lightning, appearing in front of Gui Li in the blink of an eye, and kicked him with great momentum, as if he were supporting the giant pillars of the ancient heaven. It fell from the ninth level of the sky.
A harsh whine suddenly sounded in the air, and the strong wind blew away all the dust around him.
"What a powerful attack, Hou Jingtian level is perfect!"
Gui Li's expression suddenly changed, her face became solemn, and she stepped back continuously. In the blink of an eye, she had taken seven steps on the ground. With each step she took, a faint shadow of a lotus appeared under her feet. From a distance, she seemed to be held up by lotus flowers, avoiding Song Wendun's attack.
"It turns out that they are also at the Hou Realm Heaven Level. It's just that both of them have just barely reached the Hou Realm Heaven Level Perfection. This battle is actually quite good."
Zheng Shiyi looked at Guili's feet. The identity that Guili had just used was extremely subtle. It must have been a top-secret movement technique of Qing Wenjiao.
Below the ring, exclamations kept coming.
"They are all perfect at the heaven level."
"Here, the strength of the two people seems to be similar."
"They, what they are good at are actually leg skills!"
On the ring, the two men finally came to an end. Gui Li's kicks were messy, making it difficult to track, while Song Wendun's kicks were upright and peaceful. Every attack looked precise, but there was no sense of rigidity at all. Every strike is extremely powerful.
The legs of the two people kept colliding. For a while, explosions continued to be heard on the ring, smoke and dust billowed up, the clothes of the two people were already covered with shoe prints, and the whole ring was cracked. It seemed that The arena will explode at any time.
"Song Wendun is going to be defeated."
While Zheng Shiyi was watching, he suddenly whispered.
(End of chapter)