Chapter 71： Unexpected choice

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Pingyang City, Central Square!

Seeing Wu Zhengjun's cultivation in just a few minutes progressed directly from the early period of the Seventh Rank of the Warrior to the early period of the Ninth Rank of the Warrior, Wu Junda suddenly became nervous.

At this moment, he turned to glance at the eastern edge of the square, the middle-aged man standing among the Wu family.

"Admit defeat!" After careful consideration, although the middle-aged man didn't say anything, the meaning of his mouth shape was to ask Wu Junda to quickly admit defeat, and it is important to save his life.

"I confess to losing!" After getting a signal from the middle-aged man, Wu Junda, who was desperate, didn't care if Wu Zhengjun ended the breakthrough, and he directly acknowledged the loss.

Unfortunately, the strong and masters of all sects now all focus on Wu Zhengjun. Who cares if Wu Junda is a loser or a winner.

Seeing that no one cared about himself, Wu Junda's face suddenly gloomed. He gave a cold glance at Wu Zhengjun, then turned reluctantly to leave.

"May I let you go!" Just when Wu Junda just turned around and planned to leave, Wu Zhengjun's trembling voice came from behind him.

Turning around, after seeing Wu Zhengjun's eyes like strange beasts, Wu Junda felt that his heart seemed to have been hit hard. As he stepped back a few steps, a blood flow came out of his mouth.

Just one look hurt his heart. Wu Junda was suddenly shrouded in fear at this time, and he shouted with a strong spirit.

"Wu Zhengjun, I have already lost. According to the rules of the game, you can't do it!"

"Really?" Asked back, followed by Wu Zhengjun sneer, and then ignored the rules of the game, disappeared at a speed that most people could not see clearly.

When everyone looked at Wu Zhengjun, they were shocked to find that not only was he standing in front of Wu Junda, but his right hand had been put into Wu Junda's chest.

"Dare you kill me!" Wu Junda questioned, feeling the heart that was being held tightly.

Who is he!

He is the only son of the Wu family patriarch, the first heir to the Wu family in the future, and the person who can stir the situation in Pingyang City in the future.

Such a distinguished identity was even beheaded and killed by the children who were not valued in the family, and a sense of immortality came to mind.

"Wu Zhengjun, you dare to kill me!" Not only Wu Junda couldn't believe Wu Zhengjun dare to kill himself, but even the patriarch of the Wu family and the senior members of the Wu family couldn't believe it.

Turning his head to glance at the middle-aged man who had scolded himself, Wu Zhengjun sneered, and then slowly pulled out his palm.

With the outstretched palm, everyone saw a pulsating heart.

"Wu Zhengjun, my father will never let you go!"

Natiandi Aura blends into the body, making the warrior's life very strong. Even the warrior in the warrior realm can still live for a few seconds after the heart leaves the body.

So, watching Wu Zhengjun pull out his own heart, Wu Junda cursed resentfully.

"I'm waiting!" Giving the right hand a firm grip, the beating heart was instantly pinched, Wu Zhengjun said without fear.

With the broken heart, Wu Junda closed her eyes and fell to the ground.

After Wu Zhengjun killed Wu Junda, fifteen first-class sectarians who had been prepared already rushed to Wu Zhengjun in the fastest speed, and then began to promise all kinds of attractive conditions.

Facing the benefits promised by these denominations, Wu Zhengjun's look remained the same. He first looked up at the seven top denominations on the high platform, and then bent over and gave a gift.

Wu Zhengjun knew in his heart that after killing and admitting defeat, Wu Junda was destroying the rules of the game. The seven denominations on the high platform not only did not stop, but did not have any blame afterwards, because they saw their own transformation just now.

However, just as he was undergoing transformation, Wu Zhengjun felt a feeling in his heart. Only by being with that person, can he step up his cultivation and strength and save his life in the future.

Therefore, for his next choice, he already has an accurate goal, so he must refuse to stand on the high stage and obviously favor his seven denominations.

When seeing Wu Zhengjun stooping and saluting, in addition to Ouyang Aoxue, who had already harvested from Si Qi and was not interested in male training, his face did not change, but the remaining six strong men sank.

Because they know that Wu Zhengjun, who exhibits a special constitution, already has a favorite sect in his heart, and the sect is not their top seven sects.

"Huh!" Liu Guangyuan, who was narrow-minded, looked at Wu Zhengjun coldly, and couldn't help humming.

At the same time, I thought to myself, "Boy, if your favorite sect is hostile to my Yuxu Palace, then don't blame me for using the rules of the game to get rid of you in advance!"

Seeing Wu Zhengjun rejecting the top seven denominations, the strongest of the fifteen first-class denominations couldn't help secretly rejoicing. As long as the top seven denominations did not participate in the competition, their fifteen first-class denominations had the opportunity to compete for Wu Zhengjun.

However, just before the fierce joy of the fifteen first-class sectarians, Wu Zhengjun bent to salute them with the same behavior.

"Little friend, what do you mean?" The strong man from Iron Blood Gate asked in doubt.

"Senior, I'm sorry, juniors have already liked the denominations!" In response to a question from the Iron Gatemen, Wu Zhengjun stepped towards the south side of the square, which belongs to the second-class sect area.

Seeing Wu Zhengjun approaching his own side, Yu Haoran was shocked and couldn't help but guess.

Wu Zhengjun's favorite sect is not a hundred-foot gate!

If Wu Zhengjun worshipped at Baichimen, he would have great changes to the future after his rebirth.

"Brother Haoran!" Wu Zhengjun, who walked straight to Yu Haoran, said solemnly.

"Wu Zhengjun, with the special constitution you have, and the Iron Gate in the first-class top denominations, is the best denomination for you!"

Although Wu Zhengjun didn't say much, Yu Haoran already knew his thoughts.

However, Wu Zhengjun abandoned the Iron Blood Gate and chose the Baichi Gate, which will definitely affect the future process, so he can only try to get things back to the original track.

"Where Brother Haoran is, there is Zhengjun!" Facing Haoran's persuasion, Wu Zhengjun replied resolutely.

"Wu Zhengjun, I am the person responsible for recruiting disciples at Baichimen, and I agree with your request to join Baichimen!" It is because Chu Ranyu was reluctant to calm down when Hao Ran wanted to continue to persuade Wu Zhengjun and let him choose Iron Blood Gate again. , Quickly interrupted his persuasion, and enthusiastically invited.

If it was not Yu Haoran but Huang Zonghua who rejected Wu Zhengjun, Chu Zhongyu would have taken the position of his elder brother and criticized him severely.

A genius with a special constitution, qualifications, and potentials like Wu Zhengjun is peerless, and is the coveted disciple of all sects on the scene.

Such a disciple can take the initiative to join the Baichi Gate, which is too late to be happy.

But Yu Haoran is different!

Not only is he a peerless genius with talent and potential that is not weaker than Wu Zhengjun, but Wu Zhengjun is willing to join the Baichimen, probably because of Hao Ran.

Therefore, he can only go too far and promise Wu Zhengjun's request in advance.