Infinite Defense

"Take a good look, study hard, and I will count on you to slay dragons in the future." Chi Dun had high hopes for the yellow-skinned mouse, Pikachu shook his head innocently, he knew very well that he was just a mouse.

In the arena, Chi Dun's opponent also came out, and the man looked at Chi Dun with a proud face.

"Hmph, the guy who walked through the back door, it's too late for you to surrender now. You don't want to be embarrassed in front of so many people, right?"

Obviously, many people's influence on Chi Dun only stays on rumors.

The one who presided over the sect competition was a female elder ranked at the bottom of the sect. She held a list in her hand and walked to the center of the venue.

The audience gradually quieted down, the female elder opened her mouth, and a strong spiritual energy turned into sound waves and dispersed.

"Everyone, now the sect competition begins, the use of forbidden techniques and the consumption of forbidden drugs is prohibited in the competition. The winner can choose to continue the challenge, and the competition must not hurt anyone's life..." The female elder first talked about the Zongmen competition. The rules, in the north of Lizong's door rules that do not limit infighting, the sect is also relatively loose.

For some people, the sect competition is a place to settle grievances, but most people still hope that they can show their potential in the competition, so as to be favored by the elders.

There is a master in the sect, which is much easier than practicing on your own.

The most important thing in cultivation is resources. No matter how many resources a sect has, it is not enough to be distributed to all the disciples.

Natural selection, this is the world of practitioners.

The elder who presided over the competition talked for a long time, and finally finished the rules. She glanced at Chi Dun and said casually: "This is Chi Dun, a disciple who just entered the Qi-sensing class a few days ago, strength... Seventh level of body forging. ."

After speaking, he glanced at Chi Dun in surprise. Chi Dun was the first person to enter the Qi-sensing class before he reached the ninth level of forging.

Chi Yuan, the Sect Master of the Beili Sect, who was sitting at the head of the elder, looked at the surging Beili Sect disciples sitting around him with a smile. care.

But when he heard that this disciple had only the strength of the seventh level of body forging, he dared to stand on the battlefield, and he frowned.

Chi Yuan stared at Chi Dun, Chi Dun felt an unspeakable pressure, and he looked into the distance.

It was a gray-haired middle-aged man, sitting there like a towering mountain.

After two years, Chi Dun saw this Sect Master for the first time. As an ordinary disciple, even in last year's Sect Grand Competition, he was only doing logistical work behind the scenes, and he had no chance to pay his respects to the Sect Master. appearance.

Without dodging, without cowardice, Chi Dun still showed a smile like a breeze.

Chi Yuan looked at Chi Dun and asked the guards beside him, "Why, this kid, can you enter the Qi class at the seventh level of body forging?"

His guard replied: "Back to the sect master, this person beat everyone in the martial arts field of ordinary disciples by himself a few days ago, and even beat the teacher... He said that he wanted to prove his strength. , enter the Qi-sensing class in advance."

Snapped!Chi Yuan slammed the chair and laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Yes, this kid dares to make trouble in the sect, he has the courage!"

After laughing, he suddenly froze again and asked, "Then how did he stand here safe and sound?"

The guard answered truthfully: "It was the disciple of the first elder who protected him in his name. Originally, he should have been expelled from the sect by the Criminal Hall."

After speaking, he added: "The disciple of the first elder is that Mu Qingxue, who has the strength of the peak of spiritual light for two years."

Chi Yuan naturally knew Mu Qingxue, he nodded with a smile, and said, "Yes, it is a great blessing for my sect to have such young blood."

With that said, he turned his gaze to Chi Dun again, and said to himself, "Then let me see if you're just showing your face, or are you a hidden dragon in the abyss."

The female elder said: "Chi Dun versus Zhang Feng, the fight begins!"

The disciple named Zhang Feng held his arms and his eyes were full of contemptuous smiles. He stood on the spot and waved to Chi Dun, saying, "As far as your seventh-level body-forging strength is concerned, I will give you two feet, haha. !"

Chi Dun said casually, "Then don't cry for a while!"

"Hahaha! I will cry? If you have the courage, if you want to surrender in a while, just get under your grandpa's crotch!"

Having said that, Chi Dun has already rushed up, and his unruly fist is swung towards Zhang Feng. When Zhang Feng sees Chi Dun's unruly fist, his contemptuous eyes are even better.

Those present were all experts, and they all sighed and shook their heads when they saw Chi Dun's light fist.

Chi Yuan also sighed and said speechlessly: "It seems that he is just a villain with a fake appearance."

Seeing this scene, Mu Qingxue's master Shen Shui asked coldly, "Is this his strength?"

Mu Qingxue was also full of sweat. She had never seen Chi Dun make a move. Every time he fought, he was the one who was beaten.

No one would have thought that Chi Dun didn't even touch the essence of basic boxing skills. What's the difference between this and a street ruffian fight?

boom!

Chi Dun's fist was held in Zhang Feng's hand, and Zhang Feng laughed even more: "Boy, are you tickling me?"

Chi Dun was still smiling: "Really? Then I'll scratch you more."

One punch, one punch, no rest, but in the eyes of outsiders, it is just a random fight. This scene also confirms the rumor that Chi Dun entered the Qi class through the back door. It seems that the rumor this time is really true. False.

Gradually, Zhang Feng became impatient, and he said: "With this little strength, who gave you the courage to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition? Let me fall!"

As he said that, a shot was shot towards Chi Dun's chest, which was also mixed with a little spiritual power.

Zhang Feng only has the strength of the primary sense of qi, and his palm is almost all the spiritual power that can be mobilized at the moment.

Most of the people laughed. They were looking at an effect. In their eyes, Chi Dun was a clown.

What Zhang Feng said also resonated with them. With this little strength, dare to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition?

Unsurprisingly, Zhang Feng's palm was printed on Chi Dun's chest.

A wave of energy visible to the naked eye turbulently opened the air, setting off a small wave of spiritual energy.

He is finished.

Such an idea popped up in everyone's mind, but they didn't expect the first game to be so boring.