633: C633 10 of His Strength

C633 10 of His Strength

Sure enough, the persimmon still has to pick the soft one!

Everyone wasn't surprised by Ji Wuyan's choice at all.

After all, the Fourth Saint, Zhao Xingchang, was the weakest of the four Saints. Anyone would choose him as their opponent.

In the past, the one who had been challenged the most was Zhao Xingchang.

However, no one had succeeded until now!

"Since you have made your choice, the two of you should prepare to begin!"

Lin Kong's voice resounded in the sky.

Swoosh!

A short sound of air being torn could be heard. A ray of light instantly flew into the arena, and Zhao Xingchang's figure appeared in front of Ji Wuyan.

At the same time, the surrounding light barrier once again condensed, and wrapped around the entire arena.

On the arena.

Zhao Xingchang's eyes were filled with anger as he looked at Ji Wuyan and said hatefully, "Kid, you will regret your foolish decision just now. Furthermore, you shouldn't have hurt my Sister Yao Yi."

Who is your Sister Yao Yi?

Outside the arena, Zhang Yao Yi's willowy eyebrows twitched. She really wanted to scold her opponent again, but when she saw the serious expression on Zhao Xingchang's face, her eyes sparkled. In the end, she didn't say anything.

"Oh? Is that woman really that important to you?"

Ji Wuyan said faintly.

"Yes!"

Zhao Xingchang said coldly, "Although she doesn't like me now, sooner or later, one day... I believe she will be touched by my handsomeness. In other words, she will become my woman. Whoever dares to hurt my woman, I will fight with them at all costs."

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd burst into an uproar, and discussions broke out like a tide.

"Tsk tsk, as expected of the Fourth Saint Son, his aura is too powerful!"

"Yeah, he actually dares to speak like this in front of so many of us. Could it be that he isn't afraid of thoroughly angering Zhang Yaoyi and cutting off all hope?"

"It's over, it's over, our goddess is going to be snatched away!"

...

In the crowd.

The two figures smiled at each other and whispered to each other.

"Hehe, this guy is really stubborn!" Sun Jicheng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"That's right! This guy is too thick-skinned. In terms of shamelessness, I'm afraid no one in Saint Clan can defeat him."

Qian Xiu nodded his head and said in a deep voice.

...

"Zhao Xingchang, shut up!"

Before Ji Wuyan could say anything, a delicate voice was heard.

It was Zhang Yaoyi!

At this moment, her face was as cold as ice, and she was extremely angry.

The more Zhao Xingchang spoke, the more he went overboard. He actually called her his woman, and in front of the geniuses of Saint Clan and a dozen or so Immortal of Saint Clan old ancestors.

Right now, she really wished she could rush onto the arena and seal that stinky mouth of his.

In the end, no matter what, she was still a girl. Even though she had a cold personality, it was inevitable that she would have a shy side in her heart.

"Haha..."

Suddenly, a loud laugh rang out from the arena.

Hearing this laughter, the scene immediately became quiet. Everyone raised their heads and stared blankly at the young man in the arena who was standing with his hands behind his back and laughing towards the sky. They did not understand what was going on.

The other party actually laughed?

This fellow even knows how to laugh?

From the moment he appeared in the Saint Clan until now, hadn't this outsider always been arrogant and arrogant?

He actually knows how to laugh?

On the stage, Zhao Xingchang felt uncomfortable because of this laughter. His eyes immediately turned angry as he shouted, "What are you laughing at?"

Ji Wuyan shook his head and said with a smile, "I just didn't expect that there would be such a weirdo like you in the Saint Clan. Fine, since you are so devoted to me, I will give you a chance to defeat me."

After that, he pointed a finger at Zhao Xingchang.

Seeing this, Zhao Xingchang sneered and said, "What's wrong? Another punch? Don't underestimate our Saint Clan. The seventh and sixth levels are two completely different levels. There is a huge difference in strength. You want to defeat me with just one punch? Stop dreaming! "

However.

To his surprise, the other party shook his head.

"That's not what I meant!"

Ji Wuyan smiled and continued to stretch out his finger. He said to Zhao Xingchang, "Ten percent! I will only use ten percent of my strength to fight you. "

What!? Ten percent?

Upon hearing Ji Wuyan's words, the scene instantly erupted into an uproar.

Was this fellow crazy?

To think that he could defeat the Saint Clan's Son with just 10% of his strength! This was simply a pipe dream!

Even their First Holy Son might not be able to do this!

These people had no idea.

Just as Ji Wuyan finished his sentence, Lee Qingfeng's body trembled. A bright light flashed across his eyes as he looked at Ji Wuyan with a thoughtful expression.

Could it be that he too...

Lee Qingfeng had some guesses in his heart. He could not believe what he had just heard.

Not far away.

Zhao Jun and Qian Xiu couldn't help but smile bitterly in their hearts when they heard the discussions of the people around them.

It wasn't that he had gone mad, but that they hadn't seen his true strength since the beginning.

His strength had exceeded all of your imagination.

In the void.

The dozen or so Immortal of Saint Clan Patriarchs were also slightly stunned.

Ten percent?

They collectively fell silent. Their eyes flickered as they looked at the figure below in disbelief.

If they didn't use any secret techniques, it would be very difficult for them to defeat Zhao Xingchang with ten percent of their strength.

Did the opponent really have such strength?

At the arena.

Zhao Xingchang's pupils shrank slightly. Immediately, an angry expression appeared on his face. "Ten percent? Are you looking down on me?"

These words were even more humiliating and hurtful than the opponent's punch!

He was a dignified Holy Son, and his strength was above that of over a hundred geniuses. He was almost on par with the Immortal Patriarch.

But now, the other party had actually declared that he would fight him with ten percent of his strength. Did he really think that he was an Immortal Patriarch? Did he really think that he would be able to defeat him with just ten percent of his strength?

"No! I am giving you a chance, a chance for you to defeat me!"

Ji Wuyan shook his head and said in an extremely serious tone.

Opportunity?

A chance to defeat you? Hehe...

Zhao Xingchang almost laughed out of anger at his opponent. His opponent actually wanted to use such a method to anger him and humiliate him.

Up until now, he had no idea what the other party was trying to do. He wanted to use this method to anger him and make him lose his mind so that he could take the opportunity to defeat him. Or was he simply trying to provoke him and make him so angry that his lungs would explode?

No matter what the other party's goal was, he would not let the other party succeed. He did not think that the other party had that kind of strength.

All in all, just one sentence.

The other party was lying to him!

He didn't believe it!

"Alright, then let me see how powerful this so-called 10% of your strength is!"

Zhao Xingchang said coldly.

After saying that, his body swayed, and he flew out like a bolt of lightning towards his opponent.

"I won't let you down!"

Ji Wuyan replied indifferently. In the next second, he dashed forward and disappeared in a flash of golden light.

Boom!

After that, a thunderous explosion sounded in the center of the ring. Two figures shot out from the center of the explosion almost at the same time.

White light spread out from Zhao Xingchang's body. Strands of gas that looked like white fog wrapped around his right hand. His aura was extremely terrifying, even more terrifying than Zhang Hongxuan and the other two.

On the other hand, in front of him, there was a bright golden light. Ji Wuyan's right hand was covered by layers of golden light, as if it was coated with a layer of gold. It was very dazzling, and the Qi on his body was no weaker than Zhao Xingchang's.

"This is your '10%' strength? That's all!"

Zhao Xingchang looked at the other party and sneered.

What kind of bullsh * t 10% strength?

This was a joke. He had only used 30% of his strength to block the attack.

However, in the next second.

The other party's reply caused the smile on his face to freeze.

"No, this is one percent of my strength!" Ji Wuyan shook his head and said indifferently.

One percent?

Wouldn't that be 10%?

In other words, his full strength was not even one-tenth of the opponent's strength?

When he thought of this, Zhao Xingchang was instantly enraged, and he once again charged forward.

"Then let me see a tenth of your strength!"

* Hong! *

The aura on Zhao Xingchang's body instantly expanded, and a white light emerged.

This time, he decided to use all his strength to end this joke.

"Alright, then I'll fulfill your wish!"

Ji Wuyan replied.

He formed a seal with his hands, and the aura suddenly expanded. Layers of golden scales covered his entire body, and in the blink of an eye, a golden-armored war god that looked like a god floated in the air.

Swoosh!

His body swayed, and his entire body turned into a ray of golden light as he flew out.

"White Emperor Devil Subduing Fist!"

Zhao Xingchang growled and threw out a punch.

A huge white figure suddenly appeared behind Zhao Xingchang. That figure seemed to be filled with supreme divine might. It raised its arm and threw a punch forward.

Instantly, the river of stars hung upside down, and the sun and moon lost their luster!

It was as if the only thing left in this world was Zhao Xingchang and the huge shadow behind him.

Ji Wuyan looked at the huge fist that was smashing towards him. The terrifying force had actually locked down the surrounding space and time, preventing him from teleporting away.

Regarding this, Ji Wuyan smiled and raised his arm casually. A bright golden light shone from his arm, then he threw a punch at the void in front of him.2

For a moment, the heaven and earth was silent. A golden sun was shining in the sky!

Boom!

The golden sun and the fist of the giant phantom behind Zhao Xingchang collided in the void, creating a world-shaking explosion.

After that.

Under Zhao Xingchang's shocked gaze, the punch of the giant phantom was like an egg colliding with a rock. It was instantly defeated and vanished into thin air.

The golden fist also rushed towards him at lightning speed, enlarging and enlarging in his line of sight...

Finally, with a loud bang, his entire body was hit by the huge golden fist. More than half of his body exploded on the spot, causing blood to splatter across the sky.

The remaining half of his body shot out like a cannonball, and heavily smashed into the pit that Ji Wuyan had punched earlier.

At this moment, the entire scene was silent!

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