Chapter 208: Won

At that moment, it was a competition of pure strength.

Tier 3 flying sword plus Tier 2 sword intent, against Tier 2 flying sword and Tier 3 sword intent, not only sword intent, spiritual power and even physical body, they collide together without reservation and without fancy, like a sky thunder. Ground fire.

Although Hong Yuan was in the middle of the foundation stage, he was no better than Zhou Shu, who was fully developed, and could only accept the outcome of being knocked down.

There was no sound for a while.

Everyone's eyes were on Zhou Shu, and Hong Yuan, who was lying motionless next to him, was ignored.

Their expressions were stiff on their faces, there was joy, surprise, shock, awe, and everything, and there was one person who couldn't stop shaking, his body was like a sieve, and his face was full of fear.

He is Zhang Bo, who has always stood at the forefront to cheer for Hong Yuan, but now, he is panicked to the extreme.

This was an ending that almost everyone had never thought of. No one had expected that Zhou Shu, who had lost the Feng Lingshi, would defeat Hong Yuan, the proud son of heaven so simply.

"Brother won!"

Suddenly, a crisp voice broke the silence.

Yangmei's eyes were bent into crescent moons, and her mouth could no longer close together, she smiled very openly, "Brother, you are too good!"

"Of course! Brother Zhou can't lose!"

Zhu Dashan was as powerful as a mountain, raising his fists high, as if he was standing on the stage, with joy from the bottom of his heart.

Li Aojian shouted along with him, with a lot of joy in his eyes and a hint of arrogance. His eyes fell on Yu Wuji who was not far away, and he nodded lightly.

Yu Wuji trembled and quickly lowered his head.

On the stand of the condensing pulse realm cultivator, the silent cultivator gradually began to speak.

"Unexpected, unexpected again."

A cultivator nodded, "Yes, since it is Elder Zhao's optimistic person, it is normal to be better than Hong Yuanqiang. But also Elder Zhao, there are such excellent disciples, but don't say, do you want to become famous?

Guo Tianzhao shook his head slightly, "Elder Zhao is still in retreat. I haven't taught Zhou Shu anything yet. Zhou Shu has today, all of which are done by himself."

Several people were speechless and paused for a while. "Ah...then this talent is really rare."

In the corner of Liu Yixiu, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but it quickly turned into bitterness, but no one noticed it.

Shen Wen was still sitting on the platform. He didn't move, his demeanor remained the same, his own disciple was defeated by an outer disciple, and he did not move at all.

Zhou Shu stood steady and walked slowly towards Hong Yuan.

Seeing the pair of light yellow bullying on Hong Yuan's back, he lightly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he had to get his own things back.

Zhou Shu stretched out his hand, but before he even touched the bullying, the sudden change occurred!

Hong Yuan turned around fiercely. Shouted almost frantically, "Go to hell!"

With red ears, red eyes, distorted to a hideous face, Hong Yuan was already extremely embarrassed at this time, and he did not just shout, but also sent out a secret technique that had been hidden for a long time.

Chaotic Heart Jue, goal, Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu's expression remained unchanged and did not dodge. He even smiled.

Hong Yuan still has some spare energy, how could Zhou Shu not know? Although Hong Yuan hadn't practiced his body much, he didn't know how many pills and treasures of heaven and earth he had eaten, and his body was tough. He had plenty of spiritual power, and his own blow did not make Hong Yuan lose all his fighting power.

Hong Yuan lay on the ground, more just to conceal his shame of failure and to wait for the opportunity to fight back.

But Zhou Shu would never give him this opportunity.

"Chaos Heart Jue? It came just right."

Zhou Shu lifted his right hand, and the colored glaze mirror took shape suddenly, Hong Yuan's chaotic heart art hadn't touched Zhou Shu. He was immediately bounced back and bitten his body.

In fact, he could not use the colored glass mirror, just using strong spiritual consciousness is enough to defend, but he suddenly felt that Hong Yuan should be taught more, and in front of so many uncles and elders, it is not a good thing to expose his strong spiritual consciousness. , It would be better to show the magical power of Liulijing.

Although the colored glaze mirror is rare, it is only the magical power of the foundation state after all, and it is not a big problem.

Hong Yuan froze for a moment, then jumped up and shouted, "I am a genius, I am a genius, no one can beat me, hahahaha!"

Like a lunatic.

He used his full heart chaos tactics and was bounced back by Liulijing, which was the consequence.

Zhou Shu shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the bullying wind.

I finally took my own things back.

Hong Yuan didn't respond, looked blankly, and shouted again, "Hahaha, I will soon become the peak master of Gu Guangfeng, surpassing the master, no one will be my opponent, in the future the whole Heyin Pies are all mine!"

The audience was in an uproar.

The glazed mirror was fleeting, and only the condensing pulse realm practitioners could see clearly, but they couldn't feel it. They only saw Hong Yuan's face red and red, and then suddenly became silly.

"Is this guy mad?"

"I can't bear the blow and it won't be like this. My mind is too fragile. Fortunately, I used to treat him as a senior. I didn't expect to be so unbearable."

"If you are a high-ranking personal disciple, and you are defeated by an outer disciple, it will be like this."

Shen Wen sighed and slowly landed on the stage.

Shen Wen stretched out his hand and Hong Yuan recovered immediately, but Hong Yuan didn't know what had happened. He only saw that the bullying on his body was gone, and he burst out a lot of anger, "Give me back my things!"

Zhou Shu smiled, "That's mine, you have already lost."

Hong Yuan said fiercely, "I didn't lose, let's come again! You said yours is yours? What I bought is mine!"

"To shut up!"

A trace of sorrow flashed across Shen Wen's face, and he said in a deep voice, "If you lose, you will lose. If you can't lose, you will be arrogant. You are not worthy of being a disciple of my lotus school!"

Hong Yuan was taken aback when he heard the sound, but he didn't dare to talk too much.

He had never seen Shen Wen scolded so angry and frightened.

Shen Wen looked at Zhou Shu with a smile at the corner of his mouth, "Zhou Shu, you are fine."

Zhou Shu bowed to Shen Wen and nodded to Hong Yuan immediately, "Brother, let me go."

Hong Yuan was dull and turned his head without saying a word.

Shen Wen frowned, turned to look at the surrounding stands, and slowly said, "This challenge, Zhou Shusheng!"

The sound was not loud, but it swayed like a ripple, and it spread clearly to everyone's ears, even the Shaofeng Garden, dozens of miles away, was also clear.

There was a burst of cheers in the audience.

"Win, win!"

"The outer disciple won the direct disciple!"

"And there is no use of spirit beasts, it is completely relying on strength!"

"Unexpectedly, I can see such a thing, so excited!"

The voices are like waves, one after another, not only Yang Mei and others, but also countless outer disciples.

They all came up with an idea, Zhou Shu can, why can't I?

The fire of hope burns in the heart of every disciple who has a dream.

Many disciples of the inner sect were silent, some were secretly despising Hong Yuan, and some if nothing had happened, but more disciples were thinking, if it is me on stage, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape the result of losing. We must redouble our efforts, and we can no longer let the outer disciples catch up and surpass me.

Most of the cultivators in the condensed pulse state did not make a sound, but two of the cultivators were eager to try and seemed to be ready to jump on stage at any time.

The two glanced at each other, their eyes collided with sparks, "Zhou Shu is mine, don't grab it!"

Guo Tianzhao, Zhang Haoran, the two peak masters, they all wanted to bring Zhou Shu to their mountain.

Hong Yuan on the stage became more ugly. He could not bear to lose, nor could he bear the eyes of the group of disciples below, even more so that the cheers were not made for himself.

He glared at Zhou Shu bitterly, then walked away, and soon disappeared.

Zhou Shu wouldn't care, and Shen Wen didn't look at him more.

(Ps: I originally wrote four chapters the day before yesterday, but I couldn’t write more, but I couldn’t write anything temporarily. I’m really busy during the New Year. I can only keep it as continuous as possible. Sorry~ Thanks for your reward~) to be continued.)