632: C632 Choice

C632 Choice

"Mr Ji, are you looking down on the three of us?"

The faces of Zhang Hongxuan and the other two men immediately turned ugly, and anger could be faintly seen in their eyes.

The three of them were all geniuses who had cultivated to the sixth level, but the other party actually said that he could kill all three of them with a single punch.

If this wasn't looking down on them, then what were they?

It had to be known that even the four Saints might not be able to defeat all three of them at the same time. How could the other party dare to speak such boastful words?

"Whether you accept or not is your problem. I will only send out a punch. As long as you can receive this punch, I will admit defeat!"

Ji Wuyan stood with his hands behind his back. His expression was indifferent as he said indifferently.

His tone was arrogant and confident.

It was as if what he said was the simplest and most relaxing thing to him.

When Zhang Hongxuan and the others heard this, they were nearly angered to the point of laughing.

They had never seen such an arrogant person who actually wanted to fight three alone!

"Good! Then let's see just how you're going to defeat us!"

Zhang Hongxuan was furious and laughed instead, his eyes carrying a hint of a cold smile.

"If you really have this ability, then we have nothing to say."

Liang Ruxin also said indifferently.

Zhang Yaoyi's face was like ice and she did not say anything. However, her raised eyebrows revealed that her heart was also filled with anger at this moment.

As one of the top hundred geniuses of the Saint Clan, apart from the four Saints, who else could make them submit?

The other party was merely an outsider, and he actually wanted to suppress them with a single punch?

Ridiculous!

"Let's attack together!"

Zhang Hongxuan shouted in a low voice, leaving behind an afterimage as he rushed towards his opponent.

Since the other party had made a declaration that they would destroy the three of them with a single strike, then they wanted to see how the other party would defeat them when they were the first to attack.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Zhang Yaoyi and Liang Ruxin charged at each other as well, their auras surging.

Instantly, the three of them charged at Ji Wuyan from different directions.

"Blade of Ice!"

"Hand of Heaven and Earth!"

Two low roars came from the void of space.

Three terrifying attacks had appeared in the sky without anyone noticing. One of them was a huge hand filled with mysterious aura, and it seemed as if it was going to break the heaven and earth and grab Ji Wuyan who was standing in front of it.

On both sides of this huge hand were two incomparably huge ice blades.

The terrifying cold energy had frozen the surrounding space. The cold energy was so oppressive that it seemed like it could freeze everything in the world.

The three of them had cultivated their special skill of Dark Gold Level to the sixth level. Under the joint attack of these three, they would probably be able to fight the Immortal Patriarch head on.

"You have some strength. Unfortunately, you are still too weak!"

On the arena, Ji Wuyan's voice faintly sounded.

Suddenly, his entire body emitted a dazzling golden light and soared into the sky. In the blink of an eye, he appeared high up in the sky. He stretched out his arm, and golden scales quickly covered his right arm. The light was becoming more and more dazzling.

"Break for me!"

The moment his aura reached its peak, his arm shook, and he suddenly threw a punch downwards.

Instantly, heaven and earth became silent, and the light was dazzling!

It was as if there was only an enormous fist imprint that was golden like a golden sun between the heavens and the earth.

Rumble!

A loud sound that blotted the sky rumbled out.

Everyone outside the arena watched in shock as the three attacks unleashed by Zhang Hongxuan and the others collided with the golden fist imprint in the air. However, the instant they collided, they instantly collapsed and vanished into thin air.

Unable to withstand even a single blow!

"How is this possible?"

"How can he be so strong?"

Zhang Hongxuan and Liang Ruxin widened their eyes in disbelief.

But now, it was no longer their turn to think. That terrifying golden fist had already descended from the sky. Its aura was oppressive, even the space they were in. It was as if they were under a great pressure, as if they had fallen into a quagmire. It was difficult to move.

"Sister Yao Yi!"

Outside the arena, Zhao Xingchang cried out in alarm. However, he was unable to enter the arena, so he could only open his eyes wide and watch helplessly as the huge golden fist landed on the bodies of Zhang Yao Yi and the other two.

Boom!

Instantly, a deafening explosion resounded.

In an instant, it was as if the entire world had lost its sound.

After a moment, the light dissipated, and the scene in the arena reappeared in everyone's line of sight.

But when they saw the situation in the arena, in an instant, everyone was stunned once again.

They saw a hole with a radius of several hundred meters appear in the center of the arena's ground. Zhang Hongxuan, Zhang Yaoyi, and Liang Ruxin's clothes were in tatters, and their faces were pale. They were either lying, sitting, or standing in the hole.

It was a miserable scene!

Hao Ran, this huge crater was created by that punch just now.

One had to know that this arena was refined by Old Ancestor Lin Kong. It was incomparably hard. Even though it had experienced countless Saint Assessment, it had never been so seriously damaged like today.

The power of that punch was actually this terrifying?

Did he really come from Saint Realm?

Everyone was dumbfounded!

"Sister Yao Yi!"

At this moment, a sorrowful cry sounded.

Everyone turned their heads and saw Zhao Xingchang flying towards the light screen closest to Zhang Yao Yi with a solemn expression. He was constantly shouting, and his cries were as unpleasant as the screams of pigs being slaughtered.

"You bastard! How dare you hurt my sister Yaoyi? Just you wait, I won't let you go!"

Zhao Xingchang looked at Zhang Yaoyi who was exposed because of her tattered clothes. He felt unpleasant in his heart. As he cried, he glared at Ji Wuyan with a fierce look in his eyes.

It was all because of this damned bastard that his Sister Yao Yi suffered such humiliation!

When it was his turn to go on stage, he would definitely teach his opponent a good lesson.

Now that nearly a hundred geniuses had been defeated, her opponent already possessed the qualifications to fight against the four Saint Sons. The four of them were waiting for a chance to fight her at any time.

However, the choice was in their opponent's hands. They could only wait for their opponent to make a choice and see which one of them would be their opponent.

Once the other side won, it would be convenient for them to replace that person's position.

For example, if the opponent chose to fight Lee Qingfeng, the opponent would obtain the First Holy Son title, and Lee Qingfeng would be forced to drop to the Second Saint.

Just you wait!

Zhao Xingchang thought viciously in his heart.

...

"Victory has been decided. The winner, Ji Wuyan!"

Not long after, Lin Kong's loud and clear voice rang out in the void.

The scene once again fell into a deathly silence!

Everyone's eyes were glazed, and they looked at this scene with extreme shock. Especially when they heard Lin Kong's voice, their minds suddenly exploded, and became blank!

He won?

His opponent actually won? He defeated three geniuses of the sixth level of the Saint Clan with a single punch?

How could this be?

"Impossible! He's only a native from the outside world. How could he be so powerful?" Some people couldn't believe it and cried out madly.

"Zhang Hongxuan and the others actually lost! They lost!" Some people kept muttering to themselves, their eyes revealing shock.

The most shocking thing was none other than the three people on the arena, Zhang Hongxuan and the other two.

The three of them had truly felt the terrifying aspect of the other party's punch just now. If it wasn't at the final moment... They suddenly felt the might of that fist imprint suddenly decrease greatly. It was likely that the three of them would have already completely turned into ashes by now.

The other party was actually this terrifying?

Zhang Hongxuan and the other two were shocked.

However, no matter how much they refused to believe it, this was the truth!

The other party's strength indeed far surpassed theirs. Perhaps, it might even be stronger than their four Holy Sons.

Not far away.

Zhao Jun and Qian Run couldn't help but smile bitterly in their hearts when they saw the situation.

All of you finally know what happened. Unfortunately, it's already too late!

Furthermore, this wasn't the true strength of the opponent!

They were well aware that the other party's terror was far more than that.

However, even though they knew about it, they were unable to report it because all of this was merely their speculation. They could not provide any evidence, even though their speculation was extremely close to the truth.

In the sky.

The elders remained silent.

They already knew that the other party's strength had already surpassed these geniuses by several folds. Even Elder Qi was certain that the other party would win, so they were not surprised that such a situation would occur.

It was just that they still felt a little indignant in their hearts.

Their Saint Clan had deterred all the races for countless years, and no one had dared to touch the tiger's whiskers. But now, they were being suppressed by a mere outsider. How could they, the ancestors of the Saint Clan, accept this?

Among the hundreds of geniuses, many of them were their descendants. The fact that they were being crushed by the other geniuses was like slapping their faces.

The most helpless thing was that they couldn't attack because of this.

After all, they were all Immortal of Saint Clans. How could they bully a Divine Demon Realm junior in front of so many people?

In short, their current mood could only be described with one word: depressing.

Up until now, the Saint's test had already progressed to the final stage.

The opponent only needed to defeat any one of the four Saints, and he would be able to abandon his previous identity and become the Saint of Saint Clan. His status would be noble, and he might even surpass ordinary Immortal of Saint Clan like them.

"Examiner, who do you choose to be your opponent among the four of them?"

Lin Kong's loud and clear voice resounded in the void.

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd immediately fell silent.

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the skinny young man in the ring. They had complicated expressions on their faces, and almost none of them thought that his opponent would succeed. But now, his opponent had already fought to the end.

Everyone had misjudged him.

The other party was not a bug, but a hibernating dragon that stood above them.

If there was no sound, there would be no end to it. It was a shocking feat!

"It doesn't matter who it is, as long as they can get up quickly."

Ji Wuyan said with a casual expression.

His tone was as arrogant as ever.

Judging from his tone, it seemed like he didn't put the four Saint Clan in his eyes. The position of the Son was just a piece of cake for him.

He heard these words.

The geniuses outside the arena were furious, but they didn't dare to express their anger, because they were all defeated by his opponent. They didn't have the qualifications to do so.

The First Holy Son Lee Qingfeng's eyes turned cold, and the coldness in his eyes was threatening.1

The opponent actually looked down on them?

"Since you don't want to waste your time, then you can choose any one of them!"

Lin Kong also felt a headache coming on from Ji Wuyan's attitude, so he could only say this.

"Alright, then let him be! It seems like he really wants to fight me, so I'll help him fulfill his wish."

Ji Wuyan had a calm expression. He raised his arm and casually pointed at the air.

Everyone's hearts trembled. They looked in the direction of the other person's finger. Hao Ran happened to have a figure in that direction. He glared angrily at Ji Wuyan, who was in the arena.

The Fourth Saint Son, Zhao Xingchang!

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