We agreed to become a physical Martial Saint, but you became a mecha Martial Saint?

Chapter 53 Incident ()

The fifth round of the competition has already reached the top four of the qualifying round, and now there are four large arenas in the entire square occupying four directions.

Most people gathered around the battle arena between Baiyun Sect and Yuanyue Sect. Everyone wanted to see if Baiyun Sect could continue on, and wanted to know how much Zhou Linchen's true strength was.

"Senior Brother Zhou must win!"

"Senior brother Otis, show this southern barbarian some color!"

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The spectators on both sides of the ring were shouting loudly, and the combined sound had already drowned out the referee's announcement.

Fortunately, there is a virtual screen above the ring that can reflect the progress of the game in real time.

"Now I announce that the game begins!"

The referee sent by the Giant Spirit Sect made a gesture, turned over and jumped off the ring.

As the game began, Zhou Linchen and Otis also began to confront each other. The audience in the audience also restrained their voices and watched the game attentively.

"bang"

Suddenly there was a huge roar in the distance, mixed with the cries of some people.

A commotion broke out in the other direction of the square and quickly spread to all directions.

"What is the Giant Spirit Sect doing..." Otis looked worried for a moment. It was obvious that the fifth round of the competition could not go on.

Zhou Linchen looked at the arena in the other direction, where was the arena of Juling Sect and another northern sect.

"The fist door is coming!"

"Run!"

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Yu Shan, Zhou Yi and others quickly pulled the surrounding disciples closer to Zhou Linchen who jumped off the ring. Since the boxing sect dared to cause trouble in the Jiling Sect's territory, they must have a careful attack plan. In the chaotic situation, everyone consciously gathered around By Zhou Linchen's side.

Otis glanced at Zhou Linchen and ran to another place with several disciples around him.

"Brother, what should we do?" Yu Shan asked calmly.

The surrounding crowd began to flee. Fortunately, there were dozens of passages leading to the square, and the flow of people was leaving at a very fast speed.

The sound of clashes and the roar of artillery fire in the distance came and went. Zhou Linchen pondered for a while, patted Yu Shan's shoulder and said, "Junior brother, please take the others and go first. Wait for me in our room. I'll go and see what's going on." Look at the situation over there.”

There are a total of twenty or thirty southern disciples here, and the rooms assigned by Zhou Linchen and others can still accommodate these disciples.

"Brother, be careful, let's take the first step." Yu Shan said with his fists clasped, then turned around and led everyone away.

Yu Shan and the others also knew that if they were not as strong as the martial arts masters, not only would they not be able to help Senior Brother Zhou Lin Chen, but they might also become a drag. So now I obeyed and left quickly.

Zhou Linchen watched everyone disappear at the entrance of the passage, and he turned to look at the arena.

"Will senior brother be there..." After the words fell, Zhou Linchen's figure was already rushing forward.

On the arena to the east.

Sith stood there silently watching the man in black robes in front of him. There was a pool of blood next to him, and inside lay a blond man. The blond man's pupils were dilated, and he turned his head to look in the direction where Sith was standing. , the corners of his mouth were slightly open, as if he had something to say that he hadn't yet said.

There is a big "three" carved on his mask.

Chen Xiong looked at Sith, the leader of the Four Spirits, who was trembling violently but still remained calm.

"You are already afraid of me, won't you run away?" The corners of Chen Xiong's mouth under the mask were slightly raised, and he was completely in control of the situation.

Just when Sis came down from the ring, Chen Xiong killed Felix with one palm. The original target was the Sith, but Felix reacted immediately and wanted to save the Sith, but he did not expect that he himself, who was already injured, was killed by Chen Xiong with a single blow.

"Why are you running away?" Sith never glanced at Felix's body. He seemed to have always been such a cold person with no emotions.

Sith put his hands on both sides of his legs. Even though he had just encountered a life and death crisis, he still looked very relaxed.

Chen Xiong shook his head, his laughter spread throughout the venue, and his strong momentum spread, oppressing everyone present.

All the old guys from the Juling Sect were blocked by Quan Er and his men. At the moment, there were only Chen Xiong and those famous geniuses in the square.

"Oh yes, and my humble junior brother." Chen Xiong murmured to himself. The reason why he was not in a hurry to take action against the Sith was that he hoped to get those geniuses to join forces to deal with him. Only in this way Only then can he feel the real pressure of life and death and achieve a breakthrough through integration.

"tatter"

A series of rapid footsteps came closer.

Zhou Linchen turned to look at the other two people. They were Patrick and Otis.

"Is everyone here?"

Chen Xiong turned around and looked at the three people coming from different directions.

"People from Fist Gate?"

"Senior brother..."

Zhou Linchen shouted in a low voice. Although he knew that Chen Xiong had betrayed the family, in Zhou Linchen's past memory, Chen Xiong was at least a perfect senior brother to him.

Chen Xiong was not prepared to recognize Zhou Linchen, and his path had long been separated from Baiyunmen.

"Since everyone is here, let's go together." Chen Xiong faced the four of them, looking eager to try.

"Arrogant!" Otis sneered, "I've heard of your name Quan San for a long time. I don't know if it's true or not. Let me weigh it today."

"That's quite a tone." Chen Xiong laughed.

Otis sneered, rushed forward, and was in front of Chen Xiong in the blink of an eye.

"Don't leave your black robe, let me see your true face!"

Bang bang bang!

Chen Xiong and Otis exchanged dozens of hand-to-hand fist fights in an instant, and the sound of constant fist collisions was heard.

"Boom"

Odis was punched in the chest and was knocked back. His face turned a little pale and he was unable to speak for a while while covering his right chest.

"You are not my opponent, why don't you consider joining forces?"

Faced with Chen Xiong's "lies" this time, Otis did not refute again. In the previous fight, he could clearly feel that the opponent was letting off steam. If it was a real life-and-death fight, then there was a high probability that he would not be his opponent.

The other three people who were watching all this looked at each other, silently cooperated with Otis to adjust their positions, and together they tacitly surrounded Chen Xiong in the middle, forming a quadrilateral. For a moment, Chen Xiong in the middle was like a trapped animal.

"That's it." Chen Xiong could feel that his aura was blocked by four different auras in mid-air, and the sense of oppression he had not felt for a long time came like a tide.

Chen Xiong closed his eyes and raised his hands, palms upward, as if grateful for this hard-won opportunity.

The next second, Chen Xiong closed his hands and five fingers, and a huge invisible air flow quickly condensed throughout his body, which was the result of his rising spirit.

Bang!

There was a loud noise from where Sisi was standing, and he had already jumped away the moment Chen Xiong launched his attack.

Chen Xiong stood up from the deep pit, his muscles all over his body were squirming constantly, and the aura he exuded was like that of an ancient giant beast, giving people a terrifying sense of oppression.

(End of this chapter)