Reborn Lord of the Stars

"Aren't you acting?"

Zhang Junmo's eyes flickered slightly.

On the other side, Gao Shengzhong who saw this scene exclaimed.

"Fuck!"

"It's actually him!"

He also recognized it.

you do not say!

I was almost killed by the judge, of course I recognized it.

The other party shouted that I will convict you, and at the same time made such a big black hair.

No matter how slow his nerves are, he will understand.

"how?"

At this time, Zhang Haoting, who was next to Gao Shengzhong, asked.

Gao Shengzhong said in a gloomy voice: "This Song Wenyuan is the mysterious man Jun Mo and I met before. Jun Mo said he was a judge. That man is very similar to Song Wenyuan in terms of body shape, temperament and skills. Especially The skill he is performing now, the pen he released is the judge pen held by the judge that night!"

"I was almost killed by him that night!"

"No, I have to find Instructor Lin."

As he said that, Gao Shengzhong was about to leave the auditorium, but was stopped by Zhang Haoting.

"It's useless for you to say it. There is no evidence."

Zhang Haoting's expression was slightly condensed.

There was some horror in his heart.

This Song Wenyuan turned out to be from the Yin Division?

"Then what do you mean? Pretend you didn't see it?"

"That's not it."

Zhang Haoting shook his head, looked at Zhang Junmo on the field, and thought for a while.

Then he said: "This matter is not that simple, let's talk about it after this competition is over!"

"Jun Mo is stronger than I imagined! Perhaps, he may defeat Song Wenyuan."

Hearing this, Gao Shengzhong also looked at the martial arts arena.

After a while, he sighed helplessly and sat down again.

"Fine!"

……

On the martial arts arena, above Song Wenyuan's head, there was a terrifying black aura.

The judge's pen is as long as Zhang Xu, and it is as black as ink.

Zhang Junmo's expression was solemn, he felt an extremely strong crisis, and a strong breath of death enveloped him firmly.

He could tell that this was some kind of mysterious skill.

However, the other party has the power of will, coupled with the cultivation base of the ninth level of refining the gods, the power displayed, I am afraid that even Su Shang may not be able to withstand it!

With the blessing of willpower, Song Wenyuan almost has the qualifications to face the strong Jindan realm head-on.

Even if Su Shang uses the Suzaku Saber Technique, the outcome is hard to say.

He didn't move around casually, because under the lock of breath, he would easily expose his flaws by moving around.

Zhang Junmo is well aware of the gap between himself and the opponent.

Now fighting Song Wenyuan to this point, in addition to his powerful skills, it is also because of his growth in the competition.

people!

After experiencing setbacks, you can either perform poorly or grow.

Zhang Junmo obviously belongs to the latter.

After experiencing the crisis that night, Zhang Junmo desperately wanted to find ways to make himself stronger beyond his skills.

When he really showed his kendo talent and had an unexpected epiphany, his kendo level grew almost like a rocket!

Zhang Junmo squatted down slowly, lowering his center of gravity.

Holding the phantom sword firmly with both hands, he raised it high behind him.

The feet seem to be shaking, and powerful forces are constantly gathering.

On the slender sword body, strange red runes are constantly flashing.

"go to hell!"

Finally, the power of the judge's pen gathered to the extreme.

Following Song Wenyuan's hoarse roar.

The judge's pen flew towards Zhang Junmo.

Surrounded by an extremely strong sense of oppression and death breath, he stabbed in the past!

Even if it was just a holographic projection, the audience present were all terrified when they saw this scene.

Is this really a battle between students?

There are some spectators who have watched the battle in several sessions of the competition, and there has never been a session where the students have shown such terrifying strength.

The [-]th and [-]th level of the God Refining Realm is considered as the top of the sky, right?

Zhang Junmo stared at the judge's pen that was constantly enlarged in his sight!

The black aura that represented death swept over, and a light flashed on the phantom sword in Zhang Junmo's hand.

Power up complete!

Skills, Breaking the Wind Strike!

Skill level 3, attack power, 3054%!

The next moment, the phantom sword swung forward violently.

No sword spirit.

It was the actual collision between the phantom sword and the judge!

clang!

Terrifying power was released from the place where the two collided, and the floor under Zhang Junmo's feet was cracking, shattering, and turning into dust!

The shock waves generated by one after another collision continued to spread along the soles of his feet.

On the phantom sword, the red rune flickered frantically.

And Zhang Junmo's arm muscles were tense, constantly resisting the huge force coming from above his head.

"What a joke!"

"This is impossible!"

Song Wenyuan was extremely shocked.

The improvement brought about by his own power of will is about [-] times, plus nearly twice Zhang Junmo's realm combat power, and then using this mysterious skill, the explosive power is at least [-] times that of Zhang Junmo!

Thirty times!

What a huge gap is that?

What kind of ability does Zhang Junmo have to be able to stop this kind of power?

Song Wenyuan's eyes became a little red.

Zhang Junmo must have an unimaginable secret in him!

After this competition, no matter what, he will find ways to get it!

However, before that, he wants to win the championship!

"No matter what method you use, it is impossible to defeat me!"

The aura on Song Wenyuan's body seemed to be stronger, and the strength of the judge's pen increased a little.

Zhang Junmo's expression changed, and the pressure on his head increased.

click!

Kaka!

Some crisp sounds gradually came from his body.

That's the sound of bones under tremendous pressure.

Zhang Junmo clenched his teeth.

Since he came into contact with cultivation, Zhang Junmo has never stopped practicing Body Refining Boxing.

Although the Body Refining Fist is rarely used to improve his cultivation, Zhang Junmo's physical body has become tougher and stronger after repeated training!

"Better than you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

A sneer gradually appeared on Zhang Junmo's face.

"What I want to do is not to beat you, but to trample you under my feet!"

With a roar, a stronger force surged out of Zhang Junmo's body.

Everything in this spiritual space is so real.

It is possible to fully present everything about his body here.

Even at such a critical moment, Zhang Junmo still felt very incredible.

Bang!

Finally, under the continuous injection of strength from the two.

The judge pen burst suddenly!It turned into a dark mist all over the sky.

"Won!"

Gao Shengzhong, who was watching the game, was overjoyed.

In the auditorium, countless audiences who supported Zhang Junmo also cheered.

Because in this terrifying confrontation, Zhang Junmo broke the opponent's attack!

However, just when everyone was cheering!

Zhang Haoting's pupils shrank slightly beside Gao Shengzhong, and he exclaimed, "It's not over yet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw on the martial arts arena, under the thick black air, a figure shuttled like a ghost and appeared in front of Zhang Junmo quickly!

Boom!

With a palm, it hit Zhang Junmo's chest fiercely.

puff!

Zhang Junmo flew upside down in an instant, and at the same time spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood turned into red light spots and dissipated in midair.

But he looked at Song Wenyuan who charged again with a pale face!