Sky War Soul

Just as the two of them were chatting, several explosions rang out from the high platform, causing the five story building to shake violently.    

    

"Wow!"    

    

"So powerful!"    

    

"The victor is about to be decided!"    

    

All the disciples stood up and took a few steps forward with faces full of shock.    

    

Chu Yun also stood up, he walked forward a few steps, and after seeing that, he opened his mouth and said: Song Zhou has won!    

    

"Damn it, even the limelight has been blown away by him!"    

    

Wei Chen's face was filled with helplessness.    

    

The battle on the stage had already reached its climax, with a heaven-shaking collision between Song Zhou and Zhao Yifan, Song Zhou's strength was extremely strong and his technique was extremely ingenious. With a Golden Hammer Technique, he knocked himself down and with a move, he broke through Zhao Yifan's defense, then smashed him to the ground!    

    

"Boom!"    

    

Zhao Yifan fell to the ground and fainted without a word.    

    

Victory had been decided!    

    

Jiang Qianyue frowned slightly. She did not expect Song Zhou's improvement to be so fast, if the Hammer Technique was not wrong, it should be a high grade martial skill!    

    

In her heart, she was more inclined towards Zhao Yi Long. However, he was completely crushed by Song Zhou in the battle, even if she was inclined in her heart, she had no reason to choose him.    

    

Song Zhou's performance in the arena was flawless, to be able to dodge it. To continuously defeat four people with a crushing and crushing force, it was a glorious defeat!    

    

"Hahahahaha, Junior Sister Yang is mine!" Who could not accept this? Who else wants to challenge me? Come on! Stand forward! "    

    

Song Zhou lifted his leg and stepped on Zhao Yilong's face, arrogantly raising the Eight-edged Golden Hammer, roaring at the surroundings.    

    

He looked extremely arrogant, but he was clearly showing off his strength!    

    

"What a crazy guy!"    

    

Chu Yun smiled and gave his evaluation of Song Zhou.    

    

Upon hearing Song Zhou's words, all the disciples around became silent, and retreated a few steps in fear, returning to the pavilion, afraid that they would attract Song Zhou's attention.    

    

As Chu Yun and Wei Chen stood in their original places without moving, they naturally stood at the very front of the crowd.    

    

Song Zhou's face was arrogant, his head lowered as he surveyed his surroundings, his gaze finally landing on Chu Yun and Wei Chen. His eyebrows twitched, and he could not help but sneer: "Wei Chen, you damn fatty, you aren't convinced with me?"    

    

Wei Chen panicked and looked around to find himself in front of the crowd.    

    

"I'm not!"    

    

Wei Chen stammered. He knew that he was no match for Song Zhou, he would definitely lose if he went up.    

    

"What rubbish!" He's just as useless as your trashy old man! If you don't rely on your family, you won't even be able to enter the sect! "You, on what basis are you unconvinced with me?"    

    

Even though Wei Chen gave in, Song Zhou did not have the slightest intention to let it go, and continued to be overbearing.    

    

"Swish!"    

    

The gazes of countless disciples turned towards Wei Chen. There was a mix of ridicule, sympathy, and disdain.    

    

Wei Chen's face was flushed red. Being humiliated in public like this made him angry and angry at the same time. He wished that he could go up and fight right now. But the last bit of rationality told him that Song Zhou was trying to goad him into action, if he pretended to be a grandson, at most he would lose some face. If he really went up to fight, even if he did not die, he would still be crippled!    

    

That would be even more humiliating!    

    

Seeing that Wei Chen did not say anything for a long time, Song Zhou's happiness grew even stronger. He could not help but mock him. "What's the matter, Fatty Wei, are you a man or not?"    

    

"Let's go."    

    

Wei Chen used all his strength to lower his head and mutter.    

    

Right after he finished speaking, Wei Chen turned around and wanted to leave, but he was grabbed by Chu Yun: "What, you're going to leave after slapping your face back?"    

    

"I'm not a match for him."    

    

Feeling the gazes of the surrounding people, Wei Chen's face was burning. He wished that he could immediately find a hole to hide in.    

    

"It's no big deal, I'll stick out for you!"    

    

Chu Yun smiled indifferently, he then raised his head and looked Song Zhou in the eye without the slightest fear: "Didn't you just ask who was unwilling to accept this? "Right, I won't accept it!"    

    

The gazes of all the disciples changed. This was truly strange, there was actually someone who took the initiative to go up and seek death?    

    

Jiang Qianyue and Yang Xiao also turned to look at Chu Yun.    

    

"What are you?"    

    

Song Zhou laughed disdainfully, extended a finger and shook it: "You are the brat who advanced to the third level of the True Martial Realm? What a joke, you can't even beat me with one finger! "    

    

"Chu Yun, you will be beaten to death!"    

    

Hearing that Chu Yun wanted to go up, Wei Chen's face paled. He knew Song Zhou's personality, but Chu Yun didn't have any background, so Song Zhou definitely wouldn't have any concerns.    

    

Chu Yun had a bright smile on his face as he lightly patted Wei Chen's shoulder. With a very relaxed tone, he said, "Don't worry, I will beat him to a pulp!"    

    

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Chu Yun took the initiative to walk up to the stage.    

    

"The ignorant are truly fearless!"    

    

Jiang Qianyue shook her head with a face full of pity. This brat had just advanced to the third level of the Genuine Force, yet she dared to provoke Song Zhou who was at the peak of the tenth level of the Genuine Force.    

    

If it was another disciple challenging Song Zhou, Jiang Qianyue might have even warned them, but towards Chu Yun, she did not have any intentions of persuading him.    

    

What Chu Yun had said to Wei Chen earlier had truly annoyed her, and made her feel extremely unhappy.    

    

You are courting death, but you can't blame others!    

    

"I don't know what relationship you have with this Fatty Wei, but since you want to stand up for him, then prepare to die!"    

    

Song Zhou suddenly raised the Eight-edged Purple Gold Hammer, laughing maniacally as he pounced towards Chu Yun.    

    

Chu Yun punched out without hesitation. The secret imprint of the Thunder Flood Dragon on his right arm flashed with a small electric current, and a dense current of lightning wrapped around his fist.    

    

"Clang!"    

    

Chu Yun was smashed flying a hundred meters by the octagonal purple gold hammer, while Song Zhou staggered and almost got knocked over.    

    

"Such great strength! "Could it be a body transformation martial artist?"    

    

Song Zhou's eyes flashed with surprise, the guy in front of him was only at the third stage of the True Martial realm, yet his strength was actually able to fight with him, it was truly extraordinary.    

    

Especially the electricity that came from his fists, which seeped into his flesh and made his hands and feet tremble in numbness.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

Chu Yun shot forward like a cannonball once again, his eyes shining with a strong fighting spirit, his blood boiling.    

    

"Puchi!"    

    

Because Chu Yun's speed was too fast, the wind around his body cut through the air and blew in all directions.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

Yet another fist strike pierced through the heavens and earth.    

    

Song Zhou frowned, the octagonal purple gold hammer turned and smashed, forcing Chu Yun to move dozens of metres.    

    

Unexpectedly, Chu Yun quickly entangled himself again, persevering on.    

    

"Are you done yet?"    

    

Having fallen into a passive state three times in a row made Song Zhou extremely angry in the bottom of his heart. He actually wasn't able to finish the battle quickly in front of so many disciples, truly shameful!    

    

"Fierce Tiger Hands the Moon!"    

    

The Qi around Song Zhou's body suddenly increased, transforming into waves of Qi that shook the heaven and earth, wave after wave of it attacked the void.    

    

The octagonal purple gold hammer in his hand suddenly expanded by many times, and he majestically thrusted it towards Chu Yun!    

    

When the Tiger Form appeared, it was mixed with crackling lightning!    

    

"Hand of the Flipping Cloud!"    

    

Chu Yun's aura suddenly rose, just like a wave that was continuously rising higher. It covered the sky, rushed up to the sky, swallowed the mountains and rivers, and fiercely shook the Eight-edged Violet Hammer until it shook violently, shaking the earth and sky!    

    

Wei Chen was dumbstruck. Chu Yun was only at the third level of the Genuine Force, and he had just levelled up!    

    

How could he fight with Song Zhou for so long?    

    

Not only Wei Chen, even the spectating disciples felt as if their minds had been turned upside down.    

    

The previous three disciples at the eighth level of the True Martial realm, in total, couldn't even take three moves from Song Zhou, but a brat at the third level of the True Martial realm could do it.    

    

Were they too weak, or was this kid too strong?    

    

"Are you courting death!?"    

    

Song Zhou became angry from the embarrassment and continued to lose out, causing an indescribable feeling of grievance to rise in his heart. Be it in terms of strength or realm, he far surpassed the brat in front of him, but why was he unable to turn his advantage into victory?    

    

Chu Yun had a calm smile on his face. Even though he was at a disadvantage, he was not anxious at all.    

    

Song Zhou's cultivation level was too high, and the Eight-edged Violet Hammer was extremely powerful, so although he could use his combat power to make up for the disadvantage in levels, winning against them was not going to be easy.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

A muffled sound rang out, Song Zhou's Eight-edged Purple Gold Hammer had smashed onto Chu Yun's back. Chu Yun's face was expressionless, as he forcefully used his body to dissipate the force, following that, his iron fists shook the ground, making Song Zhou resist in a sorry state, and he retreated a few steps.    

    

"He's not afraid of death at all!"    

    

"I got hit, I'm not hurt at all!"    

    

Seeing this scene, countless disciples exclaimed one after another.    

    

Yang Xiao's beautiful eyes were in shock, and she lightly covered her lips: "Senior Sister, he can actually take Senior Brother Song's hammer strike head on!"    

    

"I have never seen his physique before. To be able to display such a powerful fighting strength at the third level of the True Martial Realm, logically speaking, you shouldn't be so silent and unknown! "    

    

Jiang Qianyue frowned, she was pondering and could not understand, there was no such strong body tempering warrior in Thoughtless Sect!    

    

Could it be a new disciple?    

    

"Hammer Break the Heavens and Earth, Strength Break Ten Thousand Chance!"    

    

Song Zhou dodged and dodged Chu Yun's pounce. Then, he laughed out loud, and the octagonal purple gold hammer in his hand suddenly expanded by ten times, like a divine pillar that could support the heaven and earth, it flew towards Chu Yun!    

    

One strike to break through ten thousand coincidences!    

    

Once the strength had reached its limit, all methods would be like floating clouds!    

    

"Are you even worthy of being called 'One Breaking Ten Thousand Chance'?"    

    

A black shadow slowly floated behind Chu Yun, and his entire being also became proud and aloof, giving off the feeling of a towering mountain that could support the heavens and earth, and could not be climbed!    

    

"Let me tell you what true strength is!"    

    

Chu Yun clenched his fists tightly, the secret imprints of the Thunder Flood Dragon on his right arm flickered crazily, emitting a destructive aura of thunder.    

    

"Secret Faction Great Palm Imprint, Mountain Flipping Seal!"    

    

Chu Yun quickly formed a hand seal in front of him.    

    

Soon after, he struck out with his palm. With the power of the supreme battle soul and Thunder Flood Dragon's secret imprints, it was already able to shake the heavens. After guiding this power, using the method of Mountain Flipping Seal was even more unbearable!    

    

The strong momentum was like a mountain, colliding with the hundred-meter-long octagonal purple gold hammer. The entire space was instantly filled with destructive force.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

Accompanied by a deafening explosion, the aftermath was enough to annihilate any Genuine Force practitioner, wreaking havoc in all directions!