God Emperor

Wu Hao's eyes were piercing, like two burning flames, and he stared at Zhang Ruochen standing opposite him without blinking.

Zhang Ruochen has no fighting spirit in his heart. He has been keeping a low profile since he came back from the merit battlefield, just to avoid similar conflicts.

After all, he is not a native of the Guanghan Realm. The greater the honor he receives, the more it highlights the incompetence of the local monks in the Guanghan Realm. At this time, it is even more important to keep a low profile.

Su Qingling didn't see the deep meaning of Wu Hao's challenge to Zhang Ruochen. She just thought it was really a competition between friends. She suddenly became excited and said: "Okay, okay, Jiezi and Shenshi are both first-class and proud of heaven." , The fight between the two of you will definitely be earth-shattering and exciting. You must fight once."

Zhang Ruochen gave her a look to signal her not to cause trouble.

Wu Hao stood up, spread his arms, and with a thunderous voice in his body, he laughed heartily: "God, don't think too much, we are just having a normal discussion, and we will stop at the point. No matter whether we win or lose, the key is not to hurt anyone." So peaceful."

Mu Lingxi saw what Wu Hao was thinking. He said it was a martial arts competition, but in fact he wanted to challenge Zhang Ruochen.

No matter he wins or loses, it is not good for Zhang Ruochen.

If Zhang Ruochen loses to Wu Hao, from now on, everyone will only say that Zhang Ruochen borrowed external power to kill everyone in the ancestral spirit world, and his own strength is not yet at the top level.

If Zhang Ruochen defeated Wu Hao, he would be an outsider who defeated the strongest local in Guanghan Realm. How could the entire Guanghan Realm's monks be embarrassed? From now on, Zhang Ruochen will definitely be ostracized to a certain extent in the Guanghan world.

No matter what the situation was, it was not what Mu Lingxi wanted to see.

Mu Lingxi took the initiative and said: "Since Jiezi just wants to practice the rules of truth, why not let Lingxi be the sparring partner?"

"After Fairy Lingxi became a disciple of the Moon God, her cultivation has indeed improved by leaps and bounds. However, I am a little worried that you cannot stop the power of the rules of truth. If it hurts you, wouldn't it mean that you have offended the envoy?" Wu Hao said with a smile. .

After receiving the inheritance of the Ice and Fire Phoenix, Mu Lingxi cultivated a sub-perfect physique, which was only slightly weaker than Wu Hao's perfect physique. In addition, she has the power of extreme Yin Mingbing and is taught by the Moon God herself. If she really wants to fight, she may not be weaker than Wu Hao.

However, Wu Hao still looked down upon her and did not regard her as an opponent of the same level.

Mu Lingxi was about to speak again, but Zhang Ruochen stopped her and said with a smile: "Since Jiezi wants to practice the rules of truth, I will compete with Jiezi."

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside."

Wu Hao laughed loudly, then walked out of the palace with his hands behind his back.

Wen Shusheng and Ling Mi looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. In fact, the two of them did not want Zhang Ruochen and Wu Hao to fight against each other.

Because once they fight, the two of them will definitely break up.

Mu Lingxi grabbed Zhang Ruochen's wrist and said in a soft and melodious voice, "I'll take action on your behalf!"

"No, this battle is unavoidable no matter what. Go and clear out all the half-saints from the Central Empire of Saints outside the palace. Don't let them stay here."

Zhang Ruochen seemed quite calm and walked past Mu Lingxi and stepped out of the palace gate.

A moment later, Zhang Ruochen and Wu Hao both stood under the stone statue of the Great Sword Manjian, thirty feet apart. A powerful holy power burst out from their bodies, causing a "crackling" air explosion to be heard in the surrounding space. Voice.

"Angel, don't you use a sword?" Wu Hao raised his voice.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "My attainments in the art of fist and palm are as powerful as the art of swordsmanship."

"Really? It just so happens that my attainments in Zhang Dao are not weak either."

On Wu Hao's feet, he wore a pair of dark red combat boots. As he took a step forward, a cloud of fire appeared under his feet. His legs suddenly exerted force, and the next moment, his body became blurry, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Zhang Ruochen.

That speed was actually faster than some One-Step Saint Kings.

Wu Hao spread his five fingers, pressed down with a large handprint, and six fire snakes moved in his palm, emitting sparks.

"What a move, Flame Shocking Palm. I'm afraid Jiezi has practiced all the palm techniques to the transformation state."

Su Qingling's eyes widened and she cheered from the side.

Mu Lingxi's dark eyebrows frowned slightly, feeling worried for Zhang Ruochen.

She was not worried about Zhang Ruochen's defeat at all, and she knew very well that Zhang Ruochen would definitely retain some strength, and even if he wanted to defeat Wu Hao, Wu Hao would be defeated more decently.

However, facing Wu Hao's aggressive offensive, would Zhang Ruochen be injured if he didn't use his full strength?

Flame Shocking Palm is considered to be at the top level among low-level holy arts.

Yan Jing Palm, which has been practiced to the transformation state, is half as powerful as the intermediate holy art.

The power of mid-level holy arts far exceeds that of low-level holy arts, just like the difference between the sacred weapon of ten thousand patterns and the sacred weapon of thousands of patterns.

You must know that it is not easy to practice intermediate holy arts or to perform intermediate holy arts. Under normal circumstances, it would take decades for a one-step holy king to successfully practice an intermediate holy technique.

If you want to cast an intermediate holy art, you not only need the powerful holy power comparable to that of a holy king, but you also need to integrate the rules of the holy way into the intermediate holy art. A mid-level holy technique, the more rules of the holy way are incorporated into it, the more powerful it will be.

Even the lowest intermediate level holy arts need to be integrated into the rules of the ten holy paths.

There are only two rules of swordsmanship in Zhang Ruochen's body now, so with his current cultivation level, he cannot perform any intermediate holy technique at all.

For example, the eleventh palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm is the level of the intermediate holy technique. Zhang Ruochen has to wait at least until he reaches the realm of a half-step saint king, or even a step to the realm of a saint king, before he can practice and display it.

At this moment, Wu Hao's Flame Shocking Palm was almost half as powerful as an intermediate holy spell. One can imagine how powerful that force was.

If it was just a normal sparring match, why use such a domineering method in the first move?

Zhang Ruochen remained calm and made fists with his hands. Immediately, a large river with nine twists and turns appeared.

With one punch, the river flowed out.

"Boom."

Fists and palms hitting each other.

The six fire snakes in Wu Hao's palm turned into six powerful flames and struck the river violently, causing the water to split into pieces and turn into water droplets all over the sky.

Immediately, an overwhelming force was transmitted to Zhang Ruochen's fist, causing Zhang Ruochen to step back ten steps in a row.

"Angel, what's wrong with you? Didn't you use all your strength? I haven't used the rules of truth yet."

Wu Hao laughed heartily, and then spread out his arms at the same time, like an eagle spreading its wings, and flew towards Zhang Ruochen's position.

The six fire snakes appeared again, a hundred times stronger than before, like six fire dragons shuttled across Wu Hao's body.

At the same time, the holy armor on Wu Hao's body also emitted a blazing light, and some animal patterns emerged, increasing his power.

Obviously, Wu Hao's holy armor must be quite extraordinary, comparable to the Blood Armor of a Hundred Saints.

Zhang Ruochen didn't want to stir up trouble, but he wasn't afraid of it either.

He would never deliberately lose to Wu Hao in exchange for temporary peace of mind.

"Ouch."

A deafening roar of a dragon came from Zhang Ruochen's body, and immediately, a masculine energy ten thousand times stronger than that of an ordinary person spurted out from one hundred and forty-four acupoints.

"Dragon Elephant Divine Furnace."?

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were sharp, his long hair was flying, his body seemed to have turned into a copper furnace, a layer of cyan flames appeared on the surface of his skin, and all his strength was gathered at one point, and he struck out with one palm.

"Boom."?

All six fire snakes on Wu Hao's body were shattered, and his body flew backwards. He fell to the ground in a somewhat embarrassed state, staggering backwards.

Although Zhang Ruochen did not successfully practice the eleventh palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, with his attainments in palm techniques, even one of the moves would be a bit more powerful than Wu Hao's Flame Shocking Palm.

If Zhang Ruochen really succeeds in practicing the eleventh palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm in the future, then the power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm will be at the top level even among the intermediate holy arts.

"Okay, the divine envoy finally became serious and did not disappoint me."

Wu Hao's eyes were slightly cold, but there was still a smile on his face that concealed his true emotions. As the holy energy circulated rapidly in his body, divine seals appeared one after another.

Those divine seals are distributed all over the body, including the arms, legs, eyes, ears... There are even some divine seals that fly out of the body, like particles of starlight, suspended in all directions of the body.

Every starlight is a shadow of a god.

Wu Hao reached the supreme realm four times in the four realms of martial arts, and attracted the resonance of the gods four times. The shadows of the gods condensed into divine seals and were distributed in the body.

At this moment, all those divine seals flew out.

The palm of his hand has the largest number of divine seals.

With one palm strike, countless divine seals also flew out.

Zhang Ruochen became serious, and a large number of divine seals flew out of his body. He raised his arms, supported an elephant shadow and a dragon shadow respectively, and shot out both palms at the same time.

Seeing this scene, Wu Hao's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he secretly mobilized the rules of truth to merge with his palms.

In an instant, his palm strength increased several times.

"Sure enough, the rules of truth have been mobilized."

Zhang Ruochen had always been on guard, so the moment Wu Hao displayed the Rule of Truth, he activated the Blood Armor of the Hundred Saints and enveloped his whole body.

At the same time, the power of the Hundred Saints blessed Zhang Ruochen.

"Boom."

This time, Zhang Ruochen flew backwards like a scarecrow, almost falling down Yuanxu Peak.

The way of truth is, after all, the eternal way. Once integrated into the holy art, it can greatly increase the power of the holy art.

In the same realm, only by mastering the rules of truth can we fight against that force.

It is precisely because the rules of truth are so terrifying that the place to enter the Temple of Truth to practice is extremely precious. I don’t know how many monks want to go in and practice for a while.

"God's envoy, this is the way of truth!"

Wu Hao had a smile on his lips, a little proud of himself.