The Female Lord Of Resentment, And The Eighteen-Winged Six Seraphs

Chapter 200 Vulnerable

Zhao Long's eyes suddenly opened, his face turned red, and a violent murderous aura surged out. He shouted angrily: "You bastard unexpectedly attacked me, you are simply bullying me."

Shen Xuan curled his lips and said, "I didn't have a sneak attack. You were clearly asking for trouble just now."

"You..." Zhao Long was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He glared at Shen Xuan and said, "If you have the ability, let's fight openly!"

Shen Xuan sneered and said, "Sorry, I don't have the free time to accompany you to fool around."

Zhao Long roared: "You don't dare!"

"Why don't you dare!"

Shen Xuan said impatiently: "I don't care what tricks you want to play, get out of here now, otherwise I don't mind letting you lie down and go out!"

A look of embarrassment and anger appeared on Zhao Long's face, and he said sternly: "Good boy, you asked for this, go to hell!"

"Boom!" A tyrannical momentum surged out of Zhao Long's body. His cultivation had reached the second-star peak of Shenzong, and he might break through to three-star at any time.

Feeling the momentum released from Zhao Long's body, the surrounding crowd immediately took a breath.

"As expected of the number one person in our outer hall, such terrifying strength is simply not something that a new student can contend with." A martial arts disciple said in horror.

"I think this kid is going to lose. After all, he is just a god. There is a huge gap between them." A disciple said.

The corner of Shen Xuan's mouth raised a hint of joking, and he smiled sarcastically: "Only you? I'm afraid you're not qualified!"

"Boy, you are too arrogant!" Zhao Long's face was ashen and he stared at Shen Xuan fiercely, "I have to kill you today!"

Saying that, Zhao Long waved his arm again, turning into afterimages all over the sky, sweeping out with a fierce attack, covering Shen Xuan's entire body.

"What a terrible attack. Is this the strength of Senior Brother Zhao Long? It's really extraordinary." Seeing this scene, there was an uproar in the audience.

"Hmph, vulnerable!" A hint of disdain appeared at the corner of Shen Xuan's mouth, and then his body twisted strangely to avoid Zhao Long's crazy attack and approached him in the blink of an eye.

"What? How is this possible!" Seeing this scene, Zhao Long's pupils shrank suddenly, his heart seemed to skip a beat, and he was so scared that he lost his mind.

He had no idea how Shen Xuan managed to dodge his attack and approach him as fast as lightning.

Shen Xuan's speed is really too fast, like a ghost, making people unable to guard against him.

"Pfft!" The next moment, Shen Xuan punched Zhao Long in the ribs. The powerful force knocked Zhao Long away, spurting out several mouthfuls of blood.

Zhao Long lay on the ring with a pale face, his face full of unwillingness and regret. He never expected that Shen Xuan's strength was so strong.

""||Idiot who overestimates his abilities. "Shen Xuan glanced at Zhao Long and said indifferently.

Shen Xuan turned around and left, leaving Zhao Long lying alone on the ring groaning in pain.

"Senior Brother Zhao Long can't even catch this new student's moves. It's so scary!" There were exclamations from around the arena.

The battle in the ring (Haoqian Zhao) ended quickly, and the news of Shen Xuan's victory quickly spread throughout the martial arts arena, causing an uproar.

Many old students from the outer hall came over to watch, looking at the two young figures on the ring.

"I heard that among the new students in the outer hall this time, there are three gods, one of whom is the second level of god, and the other two are the first level of god." A disciple said in a low voice.

"Who is this new guy and why is he so powerful? No wonder he dares to provoke Zhao Long."