Chapter 0070 Zhuo Yong’s Strength

"Hehe, let me tell you the truth, it doesn't matter even if you lose, this little bottle is actually empty!"

Su Wan said in astonishment: "Is this okay?"

Luo Lan shook his head proudly, with a very cunning look in his eyes: "What are you afraid of? I didn't say it was Begonia dew, that was their own guess!"

Su Wan shook her head and sighed: "Haha, I really belong to you!"

Zhuo Yong is the number one genius of the Zhuo family in Lingchuan City. He has a seventh-grade upper-level bloodline and has reached the eighth level of the spirit-building realm. He is quite powerful.

In fact, he didn't like Jiang Tian at all.

If Chang Tianming hadn't assigned him, he wouldn't even be interested in taking action.

What meaning can there be in a fight between a lion and an ant? And what suspense can there be?

"Teacher Luo Lan, the crabapple dew in your hand is already ours!" Zhuo Yong was confident about this competition, as if defeating Jiang Tian was already an established fact.

His eyes rested on Luo Lan's impressive face, but his heart was throbbing.

Rather than saying that he is fighting Jiang Tian, ​​it is better to say that he is showing his strength to Luo Lan!

As a young genius, he was already arrogant.

With such stunning beauties in front of me, I felt like I was in a rush. I couldn't wait to show my strongest side so as to leave a perfect impression in the other person's mind.

Besides, Luo Lan is not the only beauty here. Besides her, there is also the cold and charming Su Wan, and the hot and unattractive Pan Rao.

The presence of these women undoubtedly boosted Zhuo Yong's spirits and prevented him from finding this fight too boring.

"Master, you can take back the elixir. There is no suspense in this competition at all. What skills can the warriors of Tianbao City have? I can crush him with just one finger!" Zhuo Yong looked arrogant, his hands

A gleam of light bloomed in his eyes, showing a powerful aura.

"Haha! Zhuo Yong, just win. Don't strike too hard, otherwise the two beautiful teachers will be sad!" Chang Tianming put the elixir in his hand back into the storage bag, shook his head and smiled.

"Master, don't worry, I know what I know!" Although Zhuo Yong was answering Chang Tianming's question, he kept staring at Luo Lan with bright eyes as he spoke.

This woman's beauty was rare even in Lingchuan City, but just one glance made his heart beat faster.

If it weren't for the other party's identity, he would have wanted to go up and strike up a conversation.

"Why are you so wordy? Do you want to fight or not? I'm waiting to get the elixir!" Jiang Tian's eyes were cold and he frowned slightly.

The other party didn't seem to be preparing for a fight. It was just like eating, drinking and watching the fun. There was no tension at all.

But it's no wonder, he is only at the fifth level of soul building, and he really can't get the other party to take him seriously.

But the more this happens, the more proud Jiang Tian becomes. If the opponent underestimates the enemy, he will suffer a lot later.

"Hahaha, are you in a hurry to find a fight? Well, I will help you, and by the way, let everyone see the strength of our Lingchuan City warriors!"

With the eighth level of spiritual cultivation, he was able to crush Jiang Tian without using his bloodline spiritual power.

"Get down!" Zhuo Yong rushed out suddenly, his fist turned into a phantom, causing a dull roar, shocking everyone.

"Hiss! What a strong physical force!"

"At the eighth level of the Spirit Building Realm, ordinary warriors can reach a strength of more than 30,000 kilograms, but Zhuo Yong is a genius in Lingchuan City, and the power of this punch reaches 40,000 kilograms!"

"What? Forty thousand pounds!"

"Oh My God!"

Exclamations broke out in the square, and everyone's eyes widened, as if they had seen Jiang Tian being knocked away by a punch.

"Sure enough, he has some strength!" Facing Zhuo Yong's approach, Jiang Tian had to become serious.

After all, there are three small realms between the two. In terms of physical strength alone, he is indeed slightly inferior to the other. This time, he did not hesitate to use his bloodline spiritual power.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Jiang Tian not only did not dodge, but faced Zhuo Yong "without knowing whether to live or die".

"Is this kid crazy?"

"I think he is looking for death!"

"Do you really think that defeating a few at the seventh level of the Spirit-Building Realm is a big deal? How can the geniuses of Lingchuan City be comparable to the mediocrity of those medium-sized cities?"

Everyone shook their heads and sneered, greatly despising Jiang Tian's stupid behavior.

However, the next scene left them shocked and speechless.

Jiang Tian's fist flashed with purple light, and a powerful force burst out!

boom!

Amidst the dull loud noise, Zhuo Yong was shocked and knocked back. He took three steps back before barely regaining his balance.

"How is that possible?" Zhuo Yong's face changed and he was extremely surprised!

But looking at Jiang Tian across from him, he looked relaxed and at ease. The punch just now seemed to have no impact on him.

This made everyone confused. Is Jiang Tian really so powerful that even Jia Zhuoyong is not his opponent?

"What? He actually blocked Zhuo Yong!"

"Impossible! How could he be Zhuo Yong's opponent?" Everyone exclaimed, some of them unable to see the situation clearly.

This result also surprised Chang Tianming.

He thought that one punch would knock Jiang Tian away, but unexpectedly, Zhuo Yong was knocked back. He subconsciously touched the storage bag and frowned slightly.

"Zhuo Yong, what the hell are you doing? You can't even defeat a fifth-level soul-building garbage?"

Chang Tianming's scolding made Zhuo Yong very angry, and he couldn't help cursing himself for being too careless.

"Jiang Tian, ​​don't be proud. Just now I didn't use my bloodline spiritual power at all. Next, you will see my true strength!"

Zhuo Yong activated his bloodline spiritual power, and a fire flashed in front of him, condensing a long red sword filled with flames.

As soon as the long sword took shape, the scorching breath swept away, and the onlookers in front of them changed their expressions and stepped back one after another.

"Hiss! What a powerful bloodline spiritual power!"

"Oh my god, it's the seventh-grade upper-level Red Sword bloodline!"

"With this sword strike, Jiang Tian will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die, right?"

"Huh, if you commit suicide yourself, you can't blame others!"

A burst of exclamations broke out among the crowd, and they all lamented Zhuo Yong's powerful talent.

In comparison, Jiang Tian's strength seemed insignificant.

Everyone thought that the overall situation was decided.

However, facing the red sword, Jiang Tian had no fear.

He just looked a little solemn, without any intention of dodge, let alone flinching.

"Fire swordsmanship!" Zhuo Yong waved his right arm, and the long red sword slashed out with a streak of fire.

"No!" Su Wan's expression changed, but it was too late to stop her.

Jiang Tian not only did not dodge, but rushed forward to face the long sword.

His "Star Step" has reached the "peak" state, and his body turned into an illusory afterimage, avoiding the attack of the red sword with a slight sway.

The next moment, he flashed in front of Zhuo Yong.

"That's unreasonable!" Zhuo Yong's expression changed, and he raised his fist and hit the opponent.
Chapter completed!