This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 323 No matter life or death
The cold wind hit the stage, and Chaoyue Jiuchu's demonic body actually surpassed Piaoxue's sonic attack and took the initiative to meet it.

His red eyes shone with a strange light, his wide-open smile made people tremble, and his muscular body blocked the incoming sound waves.

"Ding ding ding..."

Circles of sound waves hit his nine-foot demon body, making a pleasant tinkling sound.

But in the eyes of the Dongsheng Wuzong people, this sweet sound was like a bell that reminded them of their death, and their expressions changed drastically.

"The second blow from the tide couldn't break his body?!"

The leader of the Dongsheng Wuzong in the audience stood up directly, looking at the scene happening on the stage with disbelief on his face.

"Is that all you feel??"

On the stage, Chao Yue's terrifying face chuckled. There was a drop of blood left in his throat, which he stuck out with his tongue, licked it around his mouth, and licked his criss-crossed lips. stained red.

Opposite him, Piaoxue's face was pale at this time, and the pupils in his squinted eyes were trembling. He obviously didn't expect that the attack he sent out with all his strength could not even break the defense of the demon clan.

Without thinking, Piaoxue took a deep breath and changed her body to another position. This position was even more twisted than before, and even her legs were wrapped around her neck.

"Elder Piaoxue, admit defeat!!"

"This must not be the case!! Elder Piaoxue, keep the green hills here, don't worry about running out of firewood, and save your lives!!"

"You must not forcefully use this wave of sound attack!!"

"........."

Seeing this gesture, some disciples among Dongsheng Wuzong's Jianghu people even started to cover their faces and cry.

Even the tiger eyes of the sect master in his position were filled with mist.

"Elder Piaoxue..."

The man, who was more than eight feet tall, trembled his lips and stared at the twisted snow on the stage, which was almost unresembling a human shape.

Some disciples in the audience even lowered their heads and did not dare to look at the stage.

"The demon... clan..."

At this time, the skin around Piaoxue's eyes had even begun to rupture, revealing the blood-red muscles, and the brows around his eyes were already stained red with blood.

A blood-red leather bag gently bulged out from his chin, emitting a heart-stopping rhythm.

His voice was already extremely hoarse, barely human, so he forced himself to open his mouth:

"Damn...die!!"

After the sound, the blood-red leather bag on the chin bulged bigger and bigger, and the heart-stopping rhythm became more and more obvious.

The people in the front row felt this rhythm and some even started to roll their eyes.

As this rhythm appeared, the air around the falling snow became thicker, like a quagmire, making it impossible to get close.

Chaoyue, who was opposite Piaoxue, became even more restless at this time.

"Disgusting smell."

His mouth full of fangs trembled, and his blood-red eyes looked straight at Piao Xue, who was about to deliver the strongest blow, with disgust in his eyes:

"How dare a weak insect shake the world?!"

As he said that, his terrifying body began to move slowly towards Piaoxue's broken body. The speed was not fast, and it was even a little difficult, but he was getting closer and closer to Piaoxue.

Lu Yuanzhi was staring at the falling snow on the stage.

His hand was already on his knife.

Just waiting for the next moment, if Piaoxue's life was in danger, he would save her even if he risked the disapproval of the world.

"break!"

A loud shout rushed out from Piaoxue's almost human voice, followed by this loud shout.

With this loud shout, no matter how shocking the attack he made, his body lay straight on the ground first, as if his whole body had no bones, and collapsed on the ground, like a pile of minced meat. .

And his attack finally formed a ray of light visible to the naked eye, which was an unusual-looking piccolo. The flute slowly floated into the air and flew towards Chaoyue who was walking slowly.

When he got closer to Chaoyue, the flute made a sound.

It was a kind of addictive music. No one could figure out how that ordinary flute could produce such a beautiful sound.

Everyone in the audience slowly and unconsciously twisted their bodies in response to the sound of the flute.

Chaoyue, who was beside Dizi, was even more of a victim. His terrifying face and blood-red eyes were both glazed over.

The next moment, the flute made a sharp sound, which seemed to pierce everyone's eardrums.

Chaoyue, who was closest to the flute, was the first to be hit by the terrifying sharp aura emanating from the sudden cry.

His dark skin cracked inch by inch.

"what!!"

Chaoyue's terrible pain began to twist.

He could deeply feel that the sound waves emitted by the flute not only pierced his skin, but also penetrated into his body.

The pain in his internal organs was unbearable.

Seeing Chao Yue's painful expression, everyone's attention was not on him. Instead, they stared at the rotten flesh on the stage that seemed to be lying on the ground...

"Falling snow..."

Even Xizong Golden Sword Wang Xu, who had just been defeated by Piaoxue Piccolo, looked at him with a complicated expression.

"A broken heart..."

The leader of Dongsheng Wuzong had tears in his eyes at this time, looking at Piaoxue's chest that was still squirming and rising slightly on the stage.

He knew that after Elder Piaoxue forced Chao Hai's third blow, he was already exhausted. Although his body was still alive, even if the best doctor in the world came to save him, he would only be able to lie in bed and linger for the rest of his life. …

"Sect Master!! Elder Piaoxue..."

Countless disciples of Dongsheng Wuzong looked at the painful Chaoyue on the stage with hatred on their faces, wishing to eat his bones and drink his blood.

"Brother Piaoxue, is this your way?"

The leader of Dongsheng Wuzong had already shed tears in his eyes. His eyes were red. He stood on his seat and looked at the scene on the stage without saying a word.

"Damn it, damn it!!!"

At this time, on the stage, Chaoyue looked up to the sky and screamed. The sound of the flute in front of him made him completely bruised and painful.

The blood-red eyes turned redder and redder, and he looked like he was going crazy:
"You forced me to do this!!"

After saying that, he opened his bloody mouth, with traces of mucus rippled between his fangs, and sucked hard at Piao Xue's still squirming flesh and blood body.

An irresistible hurricane followed his bloody mouth and rolled towards the flesh and blood lying on the ground.

The snowy body paralyzed on the ground actually began to float slowly towards his blood-red mouth along the hurricane...

"How dare you, Shuzi!!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was so jealous that they shouted at Chaoyue on the stage.

Lu Yuanzhi's eyes turned completely cold. He didn't care about the rules of the game at the moment. He suddenly pulled out the knife in his hand and rushed towards the stage at the fastest speed in his life.

His speed has exceeded the limit, and the person has appeared on the ring, but the afterimage is still sitting in his position.

"Master Lu, no!"

Hong Yun stood up with a loud sound, looked at Lu Yuanzhi's retreating figure, and stretched out her hand...

But his body didn't even move. .

At this time, he could only pretend, and he couldn't let people think that people from the Taoist sect didn't care about the rules. No matter how loud his voice was, Lu Yuanzhi would not care so much. Now he just wanted to leave a whole body for Piaoxue on the stage.

But when he stepped onto the ring, he realized how difficult Piao Xue's desperate move was.

His body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move forward.

"How can it be?!"

Lu Yuanzhi's pupils suddenly shrank, and he watched helplessly as his feet, which were difficult to step forward, moved slowly on the stage.

He has even used the power of the realm.

An extremely cold breath emanated from his body, encompassing the quagmire-like air.

The next moment, he felt his surroundings loosen up, and his movements became much more agile.

After resuming his movements, he moved in the direction of Chaoyue without thinking.

But just for this little delay, Chaoyue's ferocious mouth on the stage had already sucked Piaoxue's remains into his mouth.

When Lu Yuanzhi was only 0.01 centimeters away from him, he smiled arrogantly, closed his mouth and started chewing.

"Crunch~Crunch~"

As he chewed, blood dripped from the corners of his mouth.

"hey-hey."

Chewing again, he smiled at Lu Yuanzhi in front of him:

"You... are a step too late."

After saying that, his throat surged wildly, and with this movement, he swallowed everything in his mouth into his stomach.

After swallowing, the piccolo floating in the air slowly dissipated.

The wounds on Chaoyue's body just caused by Piccolo's attack also gradually disappeared.

……

"Elder Piaoxue!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh trouble where’s toing?"

"Give it back to me, Elder Piaoxue!!!"

"........."

This scene happened in everyone's eyes, and all the disciples of Dongsheng Wuzong roared furiously, their voices hoarse.

"Brother Piaoxue!!!"

The master of Dongsheng Wuzong was even crying with blood at this moment. He stared at Chaoyue on the stage, his eyes became so intense that people dared not look directly at him, like a crazy lion.

"quiet!!"

Hongyun took a deep breath at this time, and there was sadness in his voice:
"On the stage, life or death doesn't matter..."

His words were very clear. Life or death in the ring is the rule, but I don't care what you do after you get off the ring.

Although his words stopped those who wanted to take the stage for revenge, they could not stop those people's cannibalistic looks.

On the stage at this time, Lu Yuanzhi looked at Chaoyue opposite with an expressionless face.

Chaoyue has returned to her human body, her blood-red eyes have turned back into red moles, and her ferocious face has returned to its handsome and enchanting appearance.

"Haha, regardless of life or death in the arena, isn't this your Dayong rule?"

Chaoyue blinked at Lu Yuanzhi and looked over with an innocent face:

"Could it be said that this gentleman still wants to avenge him?"

As he spoke, he took out a folding fan from his waist, smiled and shook it gently, with a flash of ridicule in his innocent eyes.

Lu Yuanzhi didn't move, just looked at him quietly, with an unprecedented storm brewing on his expressionless face.

"If you did it just to piss me off, you succeeded."

Lu Yuanzhi spoke slowly, with an unparalleled coldness in his voice.

"No, no, no, I'm just an ordinary challenger. I have nothing to do with this adult."

Chaoyue shook her head quickly, then looked at Lu Yuanzhi with a smile:
"Not to mention angering the adults."

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something. He patted his head, took out a piccolo from his hand, and handed it to Lu Yuanzhi:

"Oh, by the way, this is the weapon of that poor guy named Piaoxue just now. Sir, please return it to his family for me, so that he won't be buried without any belongings."

When he said this, Chaoyue's face was filled with an innocent smile, as if what just happened was not his doing.

Lu Yuanzhi's expression did not change. He took the flute handed over by Chao Yue and looked at the flute.

This piccolo was all black and looked ordinary, but when it fell into his hands, Lu Yuanzhi realized that it was no lighter than his black knife.

It seems to be made from unusual materials.

He took a deep breath and put the piccolo in his hand into the scripture space.

He quietly looked at Chaoyue with an innocent look on his face for a long time.

Then, he turned around, looked at the many people in the arena, and slowly came to the edge of the ring.

Everyone was a little confused by his action.

When he came to the ring, he quietly took off his clothes.

First, he put on the brocade clothes, then the jade pendant around his waist, and finally, he took off the hat that represented the cloud pendant on his head.

"Today, Peiyin Lang Yunpei did not come to the scene, and he was guilty of dereliction of duty. When he returns to the capital, I will apologize to Ji Gong."

After Lu Yuanzhi took off his clothes, he changed his clothes again. After putting them on, he said to everyone calmly with no expression on his face:
"Of course, Lu Yuanzhi, the brother of Qinghe Academy student Hai Wushang, is here."

While arranging the clothes he had just put on, he looked at the crowd, seeming to be patrolling among the crowd. Finally, he asked a question:
"I dare to ask, can I, Lu Yuanzhi, be considered a hero in the world? Can I participate in this sect competition?"

His voice echoed throughout the room.

The voice was not loud, but everyone listened carefully and understood.

"He...he is the rumored Xiao Lu Fengpei?!?"

"Xiao Lu Fengpei?? Could it be that Xiao Lu Fengpei who defeated the Buddha in three moves in the Buddha-breaking formation in Beijing?!"

"If nothing else happens...it seems to be him!!"

"Lu Yuanzhi...that's right, that's him. Little Lu Fengpei's name is Lu Yuanzhi!!"

"But he is obviously Yunpei!"

"Damn it, the incredible achievements of the Great Destruction of the Buddha Formation don't deserve to be promoted to an official position??!"

"Ouch, don't hit me, just say so!"

"..."

After hearing Lu Yuanzhi's words, everyone in Taiwan Primary School broke out into a heated discussion.

"If Xiao Lu Fengpei, who is famous all over the world, is not a hero, then I am afraid that we are not even chickens and dogs!"

Suddenly someone shouted loudly.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuanzhi saluted the man:
"Thanks to everyone here, I am going to challenge this demon prince."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at Chaoyue on the stage:
"Life or death doesn't matter."

(End of this chapter)