Dominating the Otherworld Starting with a Snake

Li Twelve's eyes were locked on Wang Wu, who was slowly walking out of the crowd, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He turned his face sideways and glanced at Zhao Er who was standing aside. His words were extremely calm, "Are you sure you won't go into battle in person this time?"

Zhao Er's posture was upright and his face was calm. Facing Li Twelve's teasing, he did not get angry. Instead, he bowed slightly with humility and a faint smile on his face. "Senior Brother Twelve, you are just joking." . If I go on stage to fight, wouldn’t it look like I’m bullying the weak, which is disrespectful?”

When Li Twelve heard this, the curvature of his lips deepened. He waved his hand gently, and there was an unquestionable certainty in his movement. "That's all, if you end up, the result will be the same. You people... in him There is no way to escape defeat.”

Just as Li Twelve's words fell like a bell, Wang Wu's figure instantly rose into the air and rushed straight into the ring like an arrow from the string.

He has a strong body and his movements are as smooth as flowing water. As soon as his feet touch the ring, the solid ground trembles violently as if it has been hit hard, causing invisible ripples in circles, as if to show the amazing power contained in his body. .

Wang Wu stood proudly in the center of the ring, looking around with his head held high, his eyes filled with unconcealable pride and arrogance.

As a member of the Xiaoyao Sect, he was not completely sure about this challenge. However, after several rounds of fierce competitions, he suddenly discovered that although the new disciples of the Longyan Immortal Sect were famous, their strength was not as good as the rumors. So outstanding.

Although the old disciples who supported the facade were strong, the weakness of the new generation undoubtedly made this Xiaoyao Sect disciple straighten his spine for a while.

"Hmph, you are so arrogant and domineering. You really think that you are the master of the Dragon Flame Immortal Sect, and we spectators have become outsiders!" In the crowd, a monk whispered angrily, with endless ridicule and laughter in his tone. Disdainful.

"That's right! This guy is simply arrogant! I really want to punch him back to his original form and let him know what it means to be someone outside the world, and there is a world outside the world!" Another Immortal Sect disciple clenched his fists, with sparks of eagerness flashing in his eyes.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Another person interrupted. He glanced around, trying to find the figure who had always attracted attention. "Just leave this kind of guy to our junior brother Luo Zhen."

At this moment, all eyes in the noisy crowd were directed at Luo Zhen.

After this group of people saw Luo Zhen's performance in comprehending Xuanwu Jue, almost everyone's attitude changed 180 degrees. If they thought Luo Zhen's talent was a bit watery before, or even just It was simply bad luck, but now, they don't think so. They have all understood the Xuanwu Art of Tianshu position, who can say that he is lucky?

This is real talent and qualification!

Wang Wu joked: "Luo Zhen, do you dare to go to the ring and fight me!?"

"..."

In an instant, the entire martial arts arena was filled with an aura of passion and indignation. Many disciples of the Dragon Flame Immortal Sect showed their indignation and shouted and accused the big man standing proudly on the stage in unison.

The arrogant and domineering Wang Wu seemed to be aloof in the face of everyone's scolding, his eyes were full of indifference and disdain, like a statue made of iron and stone, no matter how strong the wind and waves, I remained unmoved.

"Hmph, is it possible that Luo Zhen, the 'strongest newcomer' that you all praise so much, is so timid that he doesn't even have the courage to compete on stage?" Wang Wu crossed his arms in front of his chest, his words full of provocation and contempt.

Just when everyone was stirred up by Wang Wu's provocation and the atmosphere was almost frozen, a clear voice quietly sounded in the noise: "That..."

Although the voice was soft, it instantly broke the tense deadlock.

When Wang Wu heard the sound, a trace of displeasure flashed across his brows. He turned around suddenly and locked his eyes on the figure behind him who had just stepped onto the ring.

Is this the strongest newcomer Luo Zhen they say?

Although he glanced along the line of sight before, he did not immediately see who it was because his line of sight was blocked.

Who would have known that the new disciple they said was the strongest would turn out to be a handsome young man with a slightly slim figure and an indifferent temperament, with a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Are you Luo Zhen?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Wang Wu's eyes. Apparently he had not expected that this talented newcomer, who had high hopes from everyone, would look like a frail scholar.

He raised a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth, not hiding the disdain in his heart, "Longyan Immortal Sect has always been known for its strictness and fairness, but now it would rate such a thin person as a talented rookie. Could it be those judging elders? Are they all blind and confused?"

Wang Wu's sarcastic words pierced the air like spears. However, what responded to him was not the expected indignation, but the surrounding disciples looking at each other, and some even had a look of "I'm afraid this guy is not a fool" in their eyes.

They looked at the seemingly powerless Luo Zhen on the stage, frowning, and deep in their hearts they couldn't help but feel an indescribable confusion: Could it be that this seemingly ordinary young man really hides something impressive? Strength?

At this moment, there was a subtle atmosphere permeating the martial arts field. Luo Zhen didn't care about the other party's ridicule at all. Under the prompts of the system daddy, he got the opponent's information.

Eighth Heaven Xiaocheng... isn't that a matter of one hand?

Li Miao'er, who was under the ring, heard his words, rolled her beautiful eyes, and said with a smile: "I'll leave the rest to you, is that okay?"

Luo Zhen had a calm and indifferent smile on his face: "The eighth level of the Earthly Immortal Realm... is not enough."

"Don't take it lightly." For some reason, Li Miao'er was convinced of Luo Zhen's words, but then she thought, this guy had just stepped into the eighth heaven, right?

Wang Wu on the other side of the ring was slightly startled when he heard Luo Zhen's words.

Only then did he realize that this boy also had the strength of the eighth heaven.

However, I heard that this guy's foundation is frivolous, and at first glance, it is the eighth heaven that he has just stepped into. Compared with the eighth heaven of the Earthly Immortal Realm that he has been stable for a full year, it is far behind!

"Boy, don't say that I am bullying the young. Although you are already at the eighth level, it looks like you have just stepped into it... As a senior, I can give you some pointers later."

Luo Zhen clasped his fists slightly, "If you want to give me some advice, forget it... After all, you shouldn't be able to withstand my three moves."