Chapter 610: One-sided crushing
Just when countries around the world were gearing up to give each other a hard time the next day.
Ao Jiu has traveled thousands of miles and arrived at the coast of the East China Sea.
He sensed that there was still a trace of the aura of the demon from outer space lingering here.
"I found you..."
He sneered, grabbed with five fingers, the void twisted, and a black shadow was pulled out from the space layer by him!
“Ahhhh!”
The black shadow let out a shrill scream, with demonic energy surging all over his body, but he was unable to break free from Ao Jiu's restraints.
"Tell me, how many demons do you still have lurking in the human world?"
Ao Jiu's voice was cold, and dragon flame ignited in his palm, burning the black shadow's soul.
The black shadow struggled frantically but could not escape, and eventually turned into ashes with screams.
Ao Jiu looked into the distance with a gloomy look.
"Not enough..."
His figure flashed and disappeared into the void again.
"This time, I will kill you all!"
…
The golden crow sets in the west and rises in the east.
On the second day, the smoke from gunpowder had not yet dissipated from the ruins of the Imperial Capital Arena.
People with special abilities from all over the world gathered together.
They originally thought that after the battle with Hanba, the cultivators of Dragon Country were already at the end of their strength, and it was a good opportunity for them to avenge their previous humiliation.
However, when Zhang Tianshi stood on the newly built stage and announced the change in the rules of the competition, the whole audience was in an uproar.
"From now on, all contestants from each sect will be led by their head elders in person!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces changed suddenly.
"What? Didn't you guys agree that this would be a competition between the younger generation?"
Smith, the Eagle Country representative, was the first to jump out to protest, "Now they are suddenly replaced by the older generation. It's clear that they want to use their power to suppress others!"
Zhang Tianshi sneered, and the evil-slaying sword in his hand shook slightly:
“From the beginning to the end, we have never stipulated that the game can only be played by the younger generation.”
"When we signed up, we submitted the names in the name of the sect. We never specified that the candidates must be young disciples."
"Before, it was the disciples who wanted to become famous and volunteered. Now that some of them are injured or dead, it is naturally the turn of us old guys."
He swept his eyes across the room, his gaze as cold as a knife, but his tone left no room for doubt:
"If you don't dare to accept the challenge, you can just withdraw from the competition."
"you!"
Smith was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick, but he was speechless for a moment.
The other people with special abilities from various countries looked at each other with sullen faces.
Balian Bradley of the Vatican Inquisition sneered:
"Afraid? Ha, they are just old bones, how strong can they be?"
In his opinion, the older a practitioner gets, the more his physical functions decline, and his combat effectiveness will inevitably decrease.
"Since you're looking for death, don't blame us for being rude!"
The Siamese sorcerers also had gloomy faces and sneered.
Soon, the first round of competition began.
After the draw, the referee spoke seriously:
"In the first match, the head of Wudang, True Man Qingyun, will face the Nordic Frost Mage Kedon Powell!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Keaton Powell jumped onto the stage and laughed arrogantly: "Old man, why don't you come up to the stage and die!"
[Fuck! Where did this wild dog come from? How dare it disrespect the head of Wudang?! ]
[I'm not bragging! My great China, if compared to other things, it's hard to say, but when it comes to cultivation, you are all my brothers! ]
[Haha, I'm already waiting to see how he dies. ]
[No, are all you Dragon people so arrogant? ]
[The competition hasn't even started yet, and you're already boasting. Aren't you afraid of getting your teeth bared? ]
Perhaps the evil spirit between heaven and earth was growing heavier. Early in the morning, before the game even started, the live broadcast room was already filled with hostility and quarrels broke out.
Of course, it is mainly the netizens from Dragon Country challenging the netizens from all over the world.
Taoist Qingyun didn't even look at Keaton. He swung the whisk in his hand, tapped the air with his feet, and landed on the stage in the blink of an eye.
"It's the Wudang Tiyunzong!"
The discerning audience exclaimed in a low voice.
The person who spoke was a middle-aged fat man.
"What is Tiyunzong?"
A young man nearby asked foolishly.
The fat man stared at the ring and ignored him.
But the little boy in his arms' eyes lit up, and he explained crisply:
“I know! I know!
My father told me that this Tiyunzong was created by Zhang Sanfeng, a Wudang master. Its core feature is its lightness and agility, and it is known as the lightest skill among all light skills.
As the head of Wudang, True Man Qingyun will definitely be able to climb the ladder to the clouds!"
The young man stared blankly at the little boy, then looked at the fat man holding him, and after a long while he uttered:
"Brother, you are amazing. You even know this!"
Hearing this, the fat man retracted his gaze, glanced at the young man beside him, and muttered something as he thought of it:
"Isn't it amazing..."
As soon as Master Qingyun stepped onto the stage, Keaton raised his hand with a sneer and pointed the ice and snow scepter in his hand at him!
"Great Ice and Snow Goddess! Grant me the power to control ice!"
As he chanted, icicles fell from the sky like heavy rain!
"Go to hell, old man!"
Master Qingyun didn't even raise his eyelids, but just flicked his sleeves lightly.
"Disperse."
As soon as the word came out, the ice cones in the sky shattered instantly and turned into water vapor and dissipated!
Keaton's pupils suddenly shrank, and before he could react, he saw Master Qingyun take a step forward, approaching like a phantom and pressing a palm on his chest.
"Bang!"
The Frost Mage flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and crashed heavily into a steel pillar a hundred meters away. He vomited blood and died on the spot!
The whole place was dead silent.
All the people with special abilities looked at Master Qingyun as if they had seen a ghost.
Keaton is not the strongest among them, but he should not be underestimated.
Even if he is not a power-type mutant, he won't die from just one palm strike, right?
"Shoot the bull from behind the mountain..."
The middle-aged fat man's eyes narrowed, and a hint of reminiscence could be seen in his expression.
"Big, big brother, you know this again?"
The young man swallowed and looked at the fat man beside him with shock, as if he was looking at an unparalleled master who had hidden his identity.
The fat man's face froze, and he turned around and glared at the young man: "Boy, the more you know, the faster you will die. I advise you not to ask any more questions."
The young man was startled and moved aside with a sad face.
On the stage, Master Qingyun said calmly, "Next."
…
The following battle was a complete one-sided crushing.
The Shaolin abbot crushed the weapons of three psychics with one hand, trapped them with the "Arhat Subduing Demon Formation", and finally converted them with the Buddhist mantra.
The Shushan elder cut off the holy light armor of the Holy Knight of the Vatican with one sword.
As soon as Lingxuzi, the head of Lingbao Sect, used his talisman, he immediately sealed off the elemental controller's abilities...
Following the principle of never letting people stand up if they can lie down, these old guys are more ruthless than each other.
After a game, basically only one can survive.
The foreign superpowers went from being arrogant at first, to being shocked, and then to being terrified.
"How come these old guys are so strong?!"
Smith swallowed hard, his face full of disbelief.
Bellion Bradley had a gloomy face, and his previous calm and confident self was long gone.
At this time, they finally understood that the real strength of the Dragon Kingdom's cultivation world was not those young disciples, but these old monsters who had lived for hundreds of years!
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