Seeing this, Zhao Wuji felt something was wrong.

"Sheng Wu, stop!" He stood up suddenly and was about to raise his hand to stop her.

But it's too late.

Sheng Wu just waved her right hand lightly.

The huge force quickly escaped from his hand.

He walked towards the elders who were still chattering and trying to persuade him.

"you!"

Before the elders could continue to denounce, their faces suddenly turned panicked and frightened, and they all stood up at once.

Just raise your hands and work together to resist Sheng Wu's attack.

However, the attack was blocked by them. It stayed in the air for only two seconds before it moved forward rapidly and directly broke through their defense line.

"ah!"

"Um!"

Those elders were immediately thrown back, some of them retreated several steps, and some of those with less profound cultivation fell directly to the ground with their clothes flying.

"Oh My God!"

"Fuck, good, so good?!" Oh, this sentence came out from the mouth of the heroine who was watching the show in the corner.

The contestants in the hall were stunned and their eyes lit up, especially the ten young men, whose eyes were filled with excitement, which was a yearning for the strong.

Sheng Wu simply retracted her right hand, as if nothing had happened, and glanced lazily and coldly.

His voice was cold and emotionless. "Remember this, Master. The rule when we founded the sect was that whoever was stronger gets to choose first, even if that means I'll give you my disciples."

"You all, combined, can't beat me."

"Giving them to you would be a waste, so it's only reasonable for me to choose ten. If you don't accept it, I will beat you until you accept it!"