Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"What!"

When Jiang Wuwen said this, everyone was stunned, and then laughed wildly.

"Hahaha, this is the best joke I've heard this year."

"Boy, who are you? Even Zhang Shanhe of our city dare not say such things, but you dare to talk nonsense. Even if young people like to brag, they must first check their own strength."

"I can defeat such a skinny boy with one hand. Brother Jiang, ignore this boy, just make a fool of yourself!"

People commented sharply to each other and kept mocking Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng's eyes turned cold. He had not yet swallowed the anger of being bullied by the Shen family a few days ago, and now he was ridiculed by this group of people again.

If he holds back any longer, he will be a coward.

Zhang Yifeng's eyes turned cold and he walked towards the man who scolded him and said he could defeat him with one hand. The man saw him walking towards him and was not afraid at all. He laughed loudly and said, "Boy, what are you doing? Do you want to seek death in advance? Do you see what this is?"

The man stretched out his fist and danced in the air before continuing.

"Have you ever seen a fist as big as a sandbag? I can knock you back into your mother's womb with just one punch."

After the man finished speaking, the surrounding contestants burst out laughing, and some of them laughed so hard that their stomachs hurt.

But the next moment, their smiles instantly solidified.

Zhang Yifeng had already arrived at the man's side. Without any extra words, he suddenly punched him!

This punch was unremarkable, this punch had no aura of light, and this punch accurately hit the man's fist.

Click, click, click!

An amazing scene appeared.

Zhang Yifeng's fist seemed to be indestructible, instantly beating the man's fist into pieces! Then the wrist, then the elbow.

Blood sprayed and minced meat flew.

In just a blink of an eye, the man's right hand was shattered up to his elbow. His right hand is useless!

"ah!"

The man held up his right arm with ferocious bones, and the scream came belatedly. The severe pain made him fall to the ground, shivering.

"Where is the fist the size of a sandbag? Why didn't I see it?"

Zhang Yifeng's cold voice came next.

Wow!

The scene was extremely quiet.

The originally noisy martial arts training ground suddenly became quiet. Only the audience was whispering.

"Who is this young man! What a terrifying power."

"I know that man. He seems to be in the middle stage of a master's cultivation. Oh my god, he had his right hand broken so easily!"

Bang bang bang.

Suddenly, the sound of applause came from Jiang Wuwu.

Jiang Wuyue didn't even look at the man with his broken hand, but instead kicked the man away.

"If you don't have the strength, you still have to pretend!"

After kicking the man away, Jiang Wuyuan looked at Zhang Yifeng.

"Young man, you have some strength, no wonder you dare to clamor to be first."

"My name is not boy, my name is Zhang Yifeng."

Zhang Yifeng's calm voice came.

"Zhang Yifeng, right? Don't worry, I'm a big person. Since you think first, I will give you this opportunity. Today, if I face you, I will not defeat you. I will let you in The top ten will participate in the finals. Because in my opinion, you are just a clown. It’s too early to destroy you now. Hahaha.”

Jiang Wuwu laughed loudly. Although Zhang Yifeng showed a certain degree of strength, he still couldn't catch his eye.

"Brother Jiang, be awesome!"

"Brother Jiang, you are simply extraordinary."

The contestants flattered each other one after another, and they had only one purpose in doing so. When they met Jiang Wuwu, they hoped that he would be merciful.

"Really? When I confront you, you won't think so." Zhang Yifeng smiled lightly, not angry at all.

"Boy, don't challenge my temper, otherwise if you really meet me, I might slap you to death!"

Jiang Wuwu snorted angrily. Zhang Yifeng's attitude made him a little angry. An ant could be so arrogant!

"Brother Jiang, just beat this kid to death."

"Yeah, don't give him a chance, kill him directly. I've seen arrogant people, but I've never seen anyone so arrogant."

People spoke one after another. They wished that Zhang Yifeng would be beaten to death. This would give them another chance to enter the top ten.

"Quiet!"

Just when the atmosphere was getting a little bad, a cold shout came from the ring. Everyone turned their heads and discovered two deacons, a man and a woman, standing on the ring.

The man was about thirty years old and had an ordinary appearance, but the woman was like a flower. Not only her appearance was gorgeous, but her figure was even more seductive. Almost all the disciples' eyes were focused on the female deacon.

"Look, this is Butler Ding. Pretty, isn't it?"

"I didn't expect it to be more beautiful than the one in the legend. Ah, ah, how I wish I could be noticed by the Lightning Hall and become a disciple of the Lightning Hall. It's also a pleasure to look at the beautiful deacon."

Young heroes are all very turbulent inside. When they came to Lightning Hall, their first purpose was to sneak into the top ten, and their other purpose was to meet the most beautiful deacon among foreigners.

"Hey, it's a pity. I heard that Deacon Ding has been attracted by people from the inner clan for a long time, and the wedding date has been set. The good cabbage has been taken over by the pig!"

The young people sighed one after another, how could the Shen family miss such a charming beauty and take action early. They, a group of riotous teenagers, could only feast their eyes on it.

Among all the young heroes, only Jiang Wuwen's eyes are burning!

A graceful lady, a gentleman is fond of quarrels. As long as he gains the favor of that force, it is still possible to snatch away Deacon Ding! When the time comes, let Butler Ding take care of him... Tsk, tsk, just thinking about it, Jiang Wuyue felt his blood boil.

"The competition will start soon. Any grievances and grudges will be resolved in the arena. Don't make noises in private. The time is coming soon, and all the deacons and elders will come to watch. Show your strongest side, even if you can't enter the top ten, It is also possible to be selected by my Lightning Hall and become a disciple."

Butler Ding's cold voice came. These were all official words, the same.

"I will behave well!"

"I must join the Lightning Hall!"

The disciples looked up to the sky and shouted, whether it was because of the beautiful deacon or not, becoming a disciple of a foreign clan of the Shen family was an honor, and their status and status would rise.

Due to the intervention of the deacon, the small conflict between Zhang Yifeng and Jiang Wuwen was forgotten.

Soon, the morning sun rose, and almost all the two elders and five deacons of Lightning Hall arrived at the martial arts training ground. The Lightning Hall naturally attaches great importance to this grand event held every four years.

"Okay, the time is up. I announce that the preliminary round has officially begun! Everyone comes on stage to draw lots. Those who draw the same number will be their opponents."

The sun rises and the preliminary competition begins.