Chapter 40: Wu Chenhu's power (please recommend and collect)

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The conference was about to begin, but a strange scene appeared. The disciples of each peak sat down according to the seats of the competition conference in previous years and waited for the sect leader to come on stage to announce the start. However, after sitting for a long time, he did not see the sect leader at all, and even their elders were not present.

Zhang Yilin and others sat in the seat on Biling Peak, but they did not see the senior brother and the master.

"That... hasn't come yet?"

Zheng Yong asked, after all, he joined Bilingfeng, and Lu Bufan didn't agree yet and couldn't call him master.

"It's strange, can this conference be opened?"

"I'll go, the master hasn't come so late yet, can't he wake up yet?"

"I really want to see the sect leader. Maybe I'll be surprised to find my bones and accept me as my younger brother."

"Who do you think is the first place this year?"

"What are you doing......"

"Don't make noise................"

The inner disciples below the venue started to quarrel, and some even couldn't sit still and got up and wandered around.

"Senior sister, will this happen in the usual assembly?"

Zhang Yilin looked at Qiao Chuling beside him and asked.

“This is the first time.”

Qiao Chuling replied and ignored Zhang Yilin. At this moment, the fourth elder Liu Manqing appeared on the stage.

In the past, the Qingling Peak of the Fourth Elders did not participate. Since the Qingling Peak's strength was generally much lower, there was no gain after participating.

Now that Liu Manqing appears on the stage, everyone is wondering why his masters have not appeared.

"Everyone, calm down. Today's conference is different from usual and will be hosted by me! The rules are the same as before. Five disciples can be arranged on each peak to participate. I announced that the Medicine Sect Battle Conference will begin now."

The disciples below were in an uproar, and then they realized that their senior brothers were gone. Everyone had prepared for this game for a long time, but when the competition was over, the senior brothers were gone. However, some people were really happy that the senior brothers from each peak were gone, and there was a competition for the first place in this class.

As the second senior brother of Tiansha Peak, of course, Tian Cang also wanted to compete for the first place. Now that the competition is beginning, it is in line with the senior brother who has not even come yet, which means that he has to compete for the first place on behalf of Tiansha Peak.

At this time, Zhang Yilin always felt something was wrong. The three elders were not there, and the three elders' chief disciples disappeared. The sect leader Gu Nantian did not appear in the venue. If this was not deliberately arranged everything would be unreasonable.

But no matter what the conference begins, Zhang Yilin will still attend. After all, if the number of senior brothers is short, even Zheng Yong will be on the court.

The disciples of each peak reported the quota of five people, and after a simple draw, they divided into 7 groups. Since one of the 15 people bye will automatically enter the next game, Zheng Yong was very lucky and became an bye player.

"In the first game, Tianhai Peak Huangmei vs. Biling Peak Wu Chenhu."

Huang Mei is the third disciple of the third elder. In the early stage of the great swordsman, his weapon was a long mace. Because his eyebrows were naturally different from others, his eyebrows turned yellow, and became more obvious when he grew up. Therefore, he was nicknamed Huang Eyebrow. In fact, it was the same whether he went to the nickname or not. Anyway, the same name was called.

After getting on the ring, Huangmei looked at Wu Chenhu provocatively.

"Well? Why are you a fat man? Why are you a fat man fighting me?"

Waving the mace in his hand, the yellow eyebrows didn't take the other person seriously.

When Wu Chenhu heard someone call him fat, he got angry.

"I bought a watch last year. Your yellow eyebrows are all yellow eyebrows!"

After saying that, the sword stabbed. By the way, the mace did have certain advantages as a weapon. It could easily block it with your hand. Huangmei didn't know Wu Chenhu's strength, but the power of this sword shocked him and made him take a few steps in a row.

Seeing that the other party was struggling, Wu Chenhu took the opportunity to get up in the air and hit Huang Mei. Seeing that the situation was not good, Huang Mei hurriedly avoided.

"Mom! This fat man can still fly with so much meat. You can think that I can't."

After saying that, Huang Mei waved her mace to attack Wu Chenhu. Although it was fierce, the gap still existed. Huang Mei, the early stage of the Great Swordsman, was taken down with all her strength. Wu Chenhu, backhanded, kicked Huang Mei's belly with a heavy kick. Although his strength was controlled, he also repelled him for several meters.

"pretty!"

Zhang Yilin, who was sitting below watching, couldn't help but praise him. It seemed that Wu Chenhu had not been in vain for his time and had indeed put in the effort to show his power in front of his senior sister.

"I didn't expect that your fat man has such strength. It seems that it wouldn't work without a ruthless move."

Huang Mei patted the kicked abdomen, raised her hand and attacked Wu Chenhu. Although the attack was quick, Wu Chenhu still avoided it.

"It's now!"

Huang Mei used his only skill when Wu Chenhu was hiding.

"Broken blow!"

I saw the yellow eyebrows in the air throwing out the mace in his hand, and the stick suddenly transformed into hundreds of clones and hit Wu Chenhu. Don’t think that these hundreds were real. Except for the only real body, all the others were phantoms. When hundreds of them hit together, even Zhang Yilin could not tell which one was the entity.

"Haha, you must lose, if you can take my blow, you will win."

The terrifying thing about Huangmei's move is not the quantity but the reality. If the clone hits you, it will not cause damage, but who knows which one is true?

Facing so many maces, Wu Chenhu couldn't tell. If he was hit, he would definitely lose the game.

However, people always think of it. Wu Chenhu took out a Qi-infusing pill and sprinkled it around. The powder was sprinkled in the air. The maces passing through the powder did not carry the powder. Wu Chenhu did not dodge and let these maces hit him. When these maces hit him, a strange scene happened. All the maces passed through his body without causing any damage.

Just as most of the maces passed through, the powder sprinkled in the air was dispersed, and a mace that seemed to be like other clones flew towards him.

"It's you!"

Wu Chenhu raised his long sword and directly blocked the flying mace.

"Clam!"

Mars splashed everywhere! The mace hit the sword firmly.

"How is that possible! How did you do it?"

He was shocked, Huang Mei never expected that the other party could easily take this move.

"You underestimate me too much and waste my Qi Yi Pill."

After saying that, Wu Chenhu flew towards Huang Mei with all his strength. Huang Mei, who was still in surprise, was pointed at the neck by Wu Chenhu, who was already close to him without reacting.

"You lost!"

Huang Mei looked at Wu Chenhu and reluctantly accepted this reality.

"You won!"

"Oh, too! The fat man won, hahaha..."

Lin Tianxiang shouted happily. Zhang Yilin didn't expect that Wu Chenhu would still know how to use means to resolve the crisis, and he also shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!