Chapter 1455

Translator: Transn Editor: Transn The cold light was too fast. The five disciples didn't even have time to react. Five arms flew into the sky, blood splattering everywhere.Wu Zhirong's expression changed drastically. Her beautiful eyes flashed coldly as she said, "Who is it?How dare you be so presumptuous. ""The Saint Martial Sect is the ruler of the Martial Dark Realm. Is everyone so unreasonable?They don't even give us the right to talk? "An unhurried voice was slowly transmitted over. Immediately, a tall and straight figure walked over from a corner of the restaurant.Everyone looked over and saw an honest-looking young man slowly walking over with a smile on his face."Who are you?How dare you meddle in the business of the Saint Martial Sect? "Wu Zhirong's beautiful eyes were filled with hostility. However, she didn't dare to act rashly. This young man was able to cut off the right arm of the five disciples in an instant. His strength was far beyond the average high-level Martial Emperor Realm.The others in the restaurant also looked curiously at the ordinary-looking young man in front of them. They whispered to each other."It's not that I want to meddle in the business of the Saint Martial Sect. It's just that you guys have crossed the line." Zhuowen smiled and said indifferently."Crossed the line?The Saint Martial City was built by the Saint Martial Sect. In this place, the Saint Martial Sect is above everyone else. In this place, the Saint Martial Sect is the sky. Who dares to go against us? "Wu Zhirong raised her head and puffed out her chest. Her beautiful eyes flashed with arrogance. With a colossus like the Saint Martial Sect and her status as the daughter of a Martial Marquis, who dared to disobey her?Many cultivators in the restaurant were in an uproar. However, none of them dared to say anything. After all, Wu Zhirong was the daughter of a Martial Marquis. Who would dare to offend her?Slap!The clear sound of a slap resounded just as his voice faded. Soon after, the entire restaurant descended into silence.Wu Zhirong was holding her swollen hand as she stared blankly at the young man in front of her. After a short moment of shock, Wu Zhirong suddenly screamed and waved her hand. The silver soft whip was like a silver snake as it swept towards Zhuowen's vitals.Zhuowen's eyes narrowed. He grabbed the silver soft whip with his right hand."What?"Wu Zhirong was shocked. The silver soft whip was a high-level Martial Emperor Weapon. It was powerful. How could this person grab it Martial Emperor Realm Martial Emperor with his bare hands?Slap!Zhuo Wen couldn't be bothered to pay attention to Wu Zhirong who had sunk into madness. He turned his hand and slapped her again. Another crisp slap resounded. The terrifying strength of the slap almost made Wu Zhirong dizzy. Her mind was somewhat muddled.The restaurant was extremely quiet. Everyone looked at the young man in front of them with strange gazes. This kid was really daring. He was so unbridled in the Martial Saint City, slapping the daughter of a Martial Marquis."Wu Zhirong, bastard, let Miss Wu.The Saint Martial Martial Marquis. Martial Marquis Martial Marquis to Wu to Martial Martial Marquis to Martial to God to,, Marquis Mara Marquis.As for the other girl at the table, she was so scared that she didn't know what to do. She just stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do."Who are you.What do you want? "Wu Zhirong suppressed her voice. She sounded like she was about to cry.She was Marquis Marquis's daughter. No one had dared to hit her since she was young. She felt wronged.Although she wanted nothing more than to tear this damnable fellow to shreds, she also knew that it was of no use at all. This kid's strength was too strong."Nothing much?My name is Zhuowen. I'm a wild crane in Martial Nether Realm. I've been in seclusion for dozens of years. I heard that Marquis Marquis's son, Wu Zhan Tian, is the number one genius in Martial Nether Realm. I don't agree, "Zhuowen said.The crowd was in an uproar. Zhuowen's words were obvious. He didn't agree that Wu Zhan Tian was the number one genius in Martial Nether Realm. At the same time, he pointed out that he was a hidden martial artist in Martial Nether Realm.Hidden martial artists existed in every Martial Nether Realm. Most of them didn't want to be involved in the conflicts of the mortal world. They wanted to develop their forces in peace.However, being low-key didn't mean that they were weak. They just didn't show it.Thinking of this, many of the surrounding martial artists understood that the reason why this young man was so calm was probably because the hidden force behind him wasn't weak."What do you mean?Do you want to challenge my big brother? "Wu Zhirong asked strangely."Why not?Shouldn't the title of the number one genius be given to the strongest?I'm about the same age as Wu Zhan Tian, and I'm also quite strong. If I challenge Wu Zhan Tian and defeat him, the number one genius title should belong to me, "Zhuowen said arrogantly.Many of the surrounding martial artists had strange looks on their faces. Although this young man looked unfathomable, there was still a gap between him and Wu Zhan Tian.Wu Zhan Tian was the son of Marquis Marquis and the strongest genius in Saint Martial Sect. His strength was much more terrifying than Song Xuan's. It was said that he was infinitely close to becoming a Profound Sage. Ordinary Profound Sages couldn't kill Wu Zhan Tian.From this, it could be seen how terrifying Wu Zhan Tian was. To be able to escape from a Sage without entering the Sage Realm, one must have heaven-defying strength.Wu Zhirong was startled. She smiled contemptuously and said, "Are you dreaming?My big brother's strength is comparable to an ordinary Profound Sage. Who do you think you are?You dare to challenge him?The ignorant are truly fearless. "* Slap! *Zhuowen didn't hold back and slapped Wu Zhirong again. He said indifferently, "Do I need you to tell me who I am?If you don't want to be slapped, I think you'd better think before you speak. "The crisp sound of the slap attracted the attention of many people. Especially when they saw Wu Zhirong's bulging face, the corners of their eyes twitched.But even more people were secretly giving her a thumbs up. Wu Zhirong relied on her status as the daughter of Marquis Marquis and could be described as unruly and domineering in Saint Martial City.Many people in Saint Martial City couldn't stand this woman. If it weren't for Saint Martial Sect, someone would have already come out to slap her.Wu Zhirong didn't dare to speak carelessly anymore. She silently lowered her head, but her beautiful eyes flashed with resentment.Today, she was slapped in front of everyone. To her, it was an indescribable humiliation."Since you approve of your big brother, Wu Zhan Tian, then let's do it this way. Call him out and compete with him. I want to see if his title as the number one genius is worthy of it."Zhuowen stood proudly. His eyes emitted an intense light that couldn't be looked at directly."This kid actually wants to challenge Wu Zhan Tian. His courage is commendable. Although Wu Zhan Tian hasn't entered the Profound Sage Realm, his strength is exceptionally terrifying."Everyone was shocked. Wu Zhan Tian's name shook the entire Martial Nether Realm. Few people didn't know him. Furthermore, this kid was indeed from Saint Martial Sect. He was the number one genius of Martial Nether Realm.It could even be said that Wu Zhan Tian's fame in the Nine Nether Realm was similar to Mo Wen in the Desolate Nether Realm. Although the two hadn't fought before, they were often compared.Of course, other than these two, the number one geniuses of other Nether Realms were also extremely terrifying. For example, Yang Yi of the Divine Nether Realm gave people the feeling that he was unfathomable.Zhuowen didn't care about the discussions around him. Instead, he carried Wu Zhirong out of the restaurant and walked towards Saint Martial Sect in the center of Saint Martial City."There's a good show to watch. Looks like this kid is really going to challenge Wu Zhan Tian and the entire Saint Martial Sect."Zhuowen's action immediately attracted the attention of many martial artists. They all followed behind him."Not good. This He Wen is too daring. He actually dares to look down on our Saint Martial Sect and even carry Miss Wu like this."The five male disciples who had their arms cut off had already stopped the bleeding. Seeing Wu Zhirong being carried away, their faces changed and they all followed behind.In the huge square in front of Saint Martial Sect, Zhuowen carried Wu Zhirong openly and walked to the square unhurriedly."Eh?Isn't this the daughter of Marquis Wu Zhirong?Why is she being carried like this? ""Who is this kid?How dare he be so disrespectful to Marquis Wu's daughter. Is he tired of living? ""…"There were many people in the square. When Zhuowen arrived, he immediately became the focus of everyone's attention. After all, Zhuowen was carrying Wu Zhirong, a well-known character."How dare he! How dare he be so disrespectful to Miss Wu?"Soon, a group of people wearing Saint Martial Sect's uniform came to the square. The leader was a man in his thirties. He came with an aggressive aura.Especially when he saw Wu Zhirong in Zhuowen's hand, he was even more furious. He took a step forward and swung the long spear in his hand. It was like an arrow leaving the bow, aiming for Zhuowen's vitals.The man followed closely behind. His Emperor's aura of the Eighth Level Martial Emperor Realm came crashing down. Many people in the square looked at him in awe.Boom!Zhuowen threw out a punch and the long spear exploded. Then, without changing the momentum of his punch, he smashed the man's arm.Kacha!The sound of bones cracking was heard. The man screamed in pain. His right hand was distorted and flew out, crashing onto the ground.An Eighth Level Martial Emperor Realm expert killed in one move.Many martial artists in the square were stunned by this scene. Many of them couldn't even react."My target today is Wu Zhan Tian. My name is He Wen. I came from the secluded place of the Martial Nether Realm. I just came out of seclusion not long ago.""I heard that the number one genius of the Martial Nether Realm is called Wu Zhan Tian. And he seems to be quite famous. So, I'm here to see if this Wu Zhan Tian is worthy of his name."Zhuowen leaped up and floated above the square. A powerful Saint's aura spread out, causing the whole square to stagnate for a moment."What a powerful aura. This kid is also a Half-step Saint. He's so young, but he's already a Half-step Saint. No wonder he wants to challenge Wu Zhan Tian.""I didn't expect that the secluded forces could cultivate such a genius. It's really a coincidence. I just don't know how big of a chance this kid has compared to Wu Zhan Tian.""I'm afraid his chance of winning is not high. Wu Zhan Tian is said to have mastered three types of Law Power. He's a rare genius of the Saint Martial Sect. Wu Hou has poured countless blood to cultivate him. His combat strength is extremely terrifying. This young man can't compare to him."

Translator: Transn Editor: Transn The cold light was too fast. The five disciples didn't even have time to react. Five arms flew into the sky, blood splattering everywhere.

Wu Zhirong's expression changed drastically. Her beautiful eyes flashed coldly as she said, "Who is it?

How dare you be so presumptuous. "

"The Saint Martial Sect is the ruler of the Martial Dark Realm. Is everyone so unreasonable?

They don't even give us the right to talk? "

An unhurried voice was slowly transmitted over. Immediately, a tall and straight figure walked over from a corner of the restaurant.

Everyone looked over and saw an honest-looking young man slowly walking over with a smile on his face.

"Who are you?

How dare you meddle in the business of the Saint Martial Sect? "

Wu Zhirong's beautiful eyes were filled with hostility. However, she didn't dare to act rashly. This young man was able to cut off the right arm of the five disciples in an instant. His strength was far beyond the average high-level Martial Emperor Realm.

The others in the restaurant also looked curiously at the ordinary-looking young man in front of them. They whispered to each other.

"It's not that I want to meddle in the business of the Saint Martial Sect. It's just that you guys have crossed the line." Zhuowen smiled and said indifferently.

"Crossed the line?

The Saint Martial City was built by the Saint Martial Sect. In this place, the Saint Martial Sect is above everyone else. In this place, the Saint Martial Sect is the sky. Who dares to go against us? "

Wu Zhirong raised her head and puffed out her chest. Her beautiful eyes flashed with arrogance. With a colossus like the Saint Martial Sect and her status as the daughter of a Martial Marquis, who dared to disobey her?

Many cultivators in the restaurant were in an uproar. However, none of them dared to say anything. After all, Wu Zhirong was the daughter of a Martial Marquis. Who would dare to offend her?

Slap!

The clear sound of a slap resounded just as his voice faded. Soon after, the entire restaurant descended into silence.

Wu Zhirong was holding her swollen hand as she stared blankly at the young man in front of her. After a short moment of shock, Wu Zhirong suddenly screamed and waved her hand. The silver soft whip was like a silver snake as it swept towards Zhuowen's vitals.

Zhuowen's eyes narrowed. He grabbed the silver soft whip with his right hand.

"What?"

Wu Zhirong was shocked. The silver soft whip was a high-level Martial Emperor Weapon. It was powerful. How could this person grab it Martial Emperor Realm Martial Emperor with his bare hands?

Slap!

Zhuo Wen couldn't be bothered to pay attention to Wu Zhirong who had sunk into madness. He turned his hand and slapped her again. Another crisp slap resounded. The terrifying strength of the slap almost made Wu Zhirong dizzy. Her mind was somewhat muddled.

The restaurant was extremely quiet. Everyone looked at the young man in front of them with strange gazes. This kid was really daring. He was so unbridled in the Martial Saint City, slapping the daughter of a Martial Marquis.

"Wu Zhirong, bastard, let Miss Wu.

The Saint Martial Martial Marquis. Martial Marquis Martial Marquis to Wu to Martial Martial Marquis to Martial to God to,, Marquis Mara Marquis.

As for the other girl at the table, she was so scared that she didn't know what to do. She just stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

"Who are you.

What do you want? "Wu Zhirong suppressed her voice. She sounded like she was about to cry.

She was Marquis Marquis's daughter. No one had dared to hit her since she was young. She felt wronged.

Although she wanted nothing more than to tear this damnable fellow to shreds, she also knew that it was of no use at all. This kid's strength was too strong.

"Nothing much?

My name is Zhuowen. I'm a wild crane in Martial Nether Realm. I've been in seclusion for dozens of years. I heard that Marquis Marquis's son, Wu Zhan Tian, is the number one genius in Martial Nether Realm. I don't agree, "Zhuowen said.

The crowd was in an uproar. Zhuowen's words were obvious. He didn't agree that Wu Zhan Tian was the number one genius in Martial Nether Realm. At the same time, he pointed out that he was a hidden martial artist in Martial Nether Realm.

Hidden martial artists existed in every Martial Nether Realm. Most of them didn't want to be involved in the conflicts of the mortal world. They wanted to develop their forces in peace.

However, being low-key didn't mean that they were weak. They just didn't show it.

Thinking of this, many of the surrounding martial artists understood that the reason why this young man was so calm was probably because the hidden force behind him wasn't weak.

"What do you mean?

Do you want to challenge my big brother? "Wu Zhirong asked strangely.

"Why not?

Shouldn't the title of the number one genius be given to the strongest?

I'm about the same age as Wu Zhan Tian, and I'm also quite strong. If I challenge Wu Zhan Tian and defeat him, the number one genius title should belong to me, "Zhuowen said arrogantly.

Many of the surrounding martial artists had strange looks on their faces. Although this young man looked unfathomable, there was still a gap between him and Wu Zhan Tian.

Wu Zhan Tian was the son of Marquis Marquis and the strongest genius in Saint Martial Sect. His strength was much more terrifying than Song Xuan's. It was said that he was infinitely close to becoming a Profound Sage. Ordinary Profound Sages couldn't kill Wu Zhan Tian.

From this, it could be seen how terrifying Wu Zhan Tian was. To be able to escape from a Sage without entering the Sage Realm, one must have heaven-defying strength.

Wu Zhirong was startled. She smiled contemptuously and said, "Are you dreaming?

My big brother's strength is comparable to an ordinary Profound Sage. Who do you think you are?

You dare to challenge him?

The ignorant are truly fearless. "

* Slap! *

Zhuowen didn't hold back and slapped Wu Zhirong again. He said indifferently, "Do I need you to tell me who I am?

If you don't want to be slapped, I think you'd better think before you speak. "

The crisp sound of the slap attracted the attention of many people. Especially when they saw Wu Zhirong's bulging face, the corners of their eyes twitched.

But even more people were secretly giving her a thumbs up. Wu Zhirong relied on her status as the daughter of Marquis Marquis and could be described as unruly and domineering in Saint Martial City.

Many people in Saint Martial City couldn't stand this woman. If it weren't for Saint Martial Sect, someone would have already come out to slap her.

Wu Zhirong didn't dare to speak carelessly anymore. She silently lowered her head, but her beautiful eyes flashed with resentment.

Today, she was slapped in front of everyone. To her, it was an indescribable humiliation.

"Since you approve of your big brother, Wu Zhan Tian, then let's do it this way. Call him out and compete with him. I want to see if his title as the number one genius is worthy of it."

Zhuowen stood proudly. His eyes emitted an intense light that couldn't be looked at directly.

"This kid actually wants to challenge Wu Zhan Tian. His courage is commendable. Although Wu Zhan Tian hasn't entered the Profound Sage Realm, his strength is exceptionally terrifying."

Everyone was shocked. Wu Zhan Tian's name shook the entire Martial Nether Realm. Few people didn't know him. Furthermore, this kid was indeed from Saint Martial Sect. He was the number one genius of Martial Nether Realm.

It could even be said that Wu Zhan Tian's fame in the Nine Nether Realm was similar to Mo Wen in the Desolate Nether Realm. Although the two hadn't fought before, they were often compared.

Of course, other than these two, the number one geniuses of other Nether Realms were also extremely terrifying. For example, Yang Yi of the Divine Nether Realm gave people the feeling that he was unfathomable.

Zhuowen didn't care about the discussions around him. Instead, he carried Wu Zhirong out of the restaurant and walked towards Saint Martial Sect in the center of Saint Martial City.

"There's a good show to watch. Looks like this kid is really going to challenge Wu Zhan Tian and the entire Saint Martial Sect."

Zhuowen's action immediately attracted the attention of many martial artists. They all followed behind him.

"Not good. This He Wen is too daring. He actually dares to look down on our Saint Martial Sect and even carry Miss Wu like this."

The five male disciples who had their arms cut off had already stopped the bleeding. Seeing Wu Zhirong being carried away, their faces changed and they all followed behind.

In the huge square in front of Saint Martial Sect, Zhuowen carried Wu Zhirong openly and walked to the square unhurriedly.

"Eh?

Isn't this the daughter of Marquis Wu Zhirong?

Why is she being carried like this? "

"Who is this kid?

How dare he be so disrespectful to Marquis Wu's daughter. Is he tired of living? "

"…"

There were many people in the square. When Zhuowen arrived, he immediately became the focus of everyone's attention. After all, Zhuowen was carrying Wu Zhirong, a well-known character.

"How dare he! How dare he be so disrespectful to Miss Wu?"

Soon, a group of people wearing Saint Martial Sect's uniform came to the square. The leader was a man in his thirties. He came with an aggressive aura.

Especially when he saw Wu Zhirong in Zhuowen's hand, he was even more furious. He took a step forward and swung the long spear in his hand. It was like an arrow leaving the bow, aiming for Zhuowen's vitals.

The man followed closely behind. His Emperor's aura of the Eighth Level Martial Emperor Realm came crashing down. Many people in the square looked at him in awe.

Boom!

Zhuowen threw out a punch and the long spear exploded. Then, without changing the momentum of his punch, he smashed the man's arm.

Kacha!

The sound of bones cracking was heard. The man screamed in pain. His right hand was distorted and flew out, crashing onto the ground.

An Eighth Level Martial Emperor Realm expert killed in one move.

Many martial artists in the square were stunned by this scene. Many of them couldn't even react.

"My target today is Wu Zhan Tian. My name is He Wen. I came from the secluded place of the Martial Nether Realm. I just came out of seclusion not long ago."

"I heard that the number one genius of the Martial Nether Realm is called Wu Zhan Tian. And he seems to be quite famous. So, I'm here to see if this Wu Zhan Tian is worthy of his name."

Zhuowen leaped up and floated above the square. A powerful Saint's aura spread out, causing the whole square to stagnate for a moment.

"What a powerful aura. This kid is also a Half-step Saint. He's so young, but he's already a Half-step Saint. No wonder he wants to challenge Wu Zhan Tian."

"I didn't expect that the secluded forces could cultivate such a genius. It's really a coincidence. I just don't know how big of a chance this kid has compared to Wu Zhan Tian."

"I'm afraid his chance of winning is not high. Wu Zhan Tian is said to have mastered three types of Law Power. He's a rare genius of the Saint Martial Sect. Wu Hou has poured countless blood to cultivate him. His combat strength is extremely terrifying. This young man can't compare to him."