Destined Martial God

Ping Yang City, Central Square!

Seeing Wu Zhengjun in just a few minutes, the cultivation base was directly upgraded from Martial Apprentice Grade 7 Early-Stage to Martial Apprentice Grade 9 Early-Stage. Wu Junda suddenly became tense.

At this point, he turned to look at the eastern edge of the square, the middle age person standing in the Wu Family crowd.

“Admit defeat!” After careful consideration, although the middle-aged man didn’t say anything, the meaning of his mouth shape was to ask Wu Junda to quickly admit defeat, and it is important to save his life.

“I confess to losing!” After getting the middle-aged man’s gesture, Wu Junda, who died, didn’t care if Wu Zhengjun ended the breakthrough, and he just gave up.

Unfortunately, all the powerhouses and masters of Sect are now focusing on Wu Zhengjun. Who cares if Wu Junda wins or loses.

Seeing that no one cared about himself, Wu Junda’s face suddenly gloomed. He took a cold look at Wu Zhengjun, then turned away unwillingly to leave.

“May I let you go!” Just when Wu Junda turned around and was about to leave, Wu Zhengjun’s trembling voice came from behind him.

Turning around, after seeing Wu Zhengjun’s eyes like strange animals, Wu Junda felt as if his heart had been hit hard, and while taking a few steps back, a blood flow came out of the corner of his mouth.

It was just a look that hurt his own mind. Wu Junda was suddenly shrouded in fear at this moment, and he shouted in a strong spirit.

“Wu Zhengjun, I have already lost. According to the rules of the game, you can’t do it!”

“Really?” Asked back, followed by Wu Zhengjun hehe sneered, and then ignored the rules of the game, disappeared at a speed that most people could not see.

When everyone saw Wu Zhengjun clearly, they were shocked to find that not only was he standing in front of Wu Junda, but his right hand had reached into Wu Junda’s chest.

“You dare to kill me!” Wu Junda questioned, feeling the clenched heart.

Who is he!

He is the only son of Wu Family patriarch, the first heir to Wu Family in the future, and the person who can stir up the situation in Ping Yang City in the future.

Such a distinguished identity was even beheaded and killed by the children who were not valued in the family, and a sense of immortality came to mind.

“Wu Zhengjun, you dare to kill my son!” Not only does Wu Junda dare not believe that Wu Zhengjun dare to kill himself, but even the Wu Family patriarch and the Wu Family senior executives cannot believe it either.

Turning his head and glancing at the middle-aged man, Wu Zhengjun sneered, who was just scolding himself, then slowly pulled out his palm.

Along with the outstretched palm, everyone saw a beating heart tú tú.

“Wu Zhengjun, my father will never let you go!”

The integration of world’s spiritual energy into the body has made the life of the martial artist very powerful. Even the martial artist of the Martial Apprentice realm can still live a few more seconds after the heart leaves the body.

So, watching Wu Zhengjun forcibly pull out his heart, Wu Junda cursed resentfully.

“I’m waiting!” The right hand gave a firm grip, and the beating heart was immediately crushed, Wu Zhengjun said without fear.

With the broken heart, Wu Junda closed her eyes and fell to the ground.

After Wu Zhengjun killed Wu Junda, fifteen first-class sect powerhouses were already prepared, each and everyone rushed to Wu Zhengjun in the fastest speed, and then began to promise all kinds of attractive conditions.

Facing the benefits of these sect powerhouses, Wu Zhengjun’s god has not changed at all. He first looked up at the seven top sect powerhouses on the high platform, then bent over and gave a gift.

Wu Zhengjun knew in his heart that the Wu Junda that he had just killed and conceded was destroying the rules of the game. The seven sect powerhouses on the high platform not only did not stop, but did not have any blame afterwards. This was because they saw their own metamorphosis just now. .

However, just as he was transformed, Wu Zhengjun felt a feeling in his heart. Only by being with that person, can he step up his cultivation base and strength and keep his life in the future.

Therefore, for his next choice, he already has an accurate goal, so he must reject the high platform and obviously favor his seven sect powerhouse.

When seeing Wu Zhengjun stooping saluted, in addition to having already harvested Yu Siqi, and Ouyang Aoxue’s face who is not interested in male training has not changed, the remaining six powerhouses have face sank.

Because they know Wu Zhengjun showing a special physique, they already have a favorite sect inside, and the favorite sect is not their top seven sect.

“Hmph!” Liu Guangyuan, with a narrow mind, looked at Wu Zhengjun coldly, couldn’t help but coldly snorted.

At the same time, I thought to myself, “Boy, if your favorite sect is hated by my Void Jade Palace, then don’t blame me for taking advantage of the rules of the game to get rid of you in advance!”

Seeing Wu Zhengjun rejecting the top seven sects, the powerhouses of the fifteen first-rate sects couldn’t help but feel rejoiced. As long as the top seven sects did not participate in the competition, then their fifteen first-rate sects had the opportunity to compete for Wu Zhengjun.

However, just before the secret joy of the fifteen first-class sect powerhouses, Wu Zhengjun staggered toward them with the same behavior.

“Little friend, what do you mean?” Asked the powerhouse from Iron Blood Sect with a puzzled look.

“Senior, sorry, Junior has liked sect!” Back to the question of the complied Iron Blood Sect powerhouse, Wu Zhengjun stepped towards the south side of the square, which belongs to the area of ​​second-rate sect.

Seeing Wu Zhengjun and Yu Haoran heart startled walking towards his side, he couldn’t help but guess.

Wu Zhengjun’s favorite sect is Hundred Chi Sect!

If Wu Zhengjun really pays homage to Hundred Chi Sect, then his rebirth will change the future greatly.

“Brother Haoran!” Wu Zhengjun, who walked straight to Yu Haoran, said solemnly.

“Wu Zhengjun, with the special physique you have, and the Iron Blood Sect in the top-notch sect, is the best sect for you!”

Wu Zhengjun didn’t say much, but Yu Haoran already knew what he thought.

However, Wu Zhengjun abandoned the Iron Blood Sect and chose Hundred Chi Sect, which will definitely affect the future process, so he can only try to get things back to the original trajectory.

“Where Brother Haoran is, there is the army!” Facing Yu Haoran’s persuasion, Wu Zhengjun replied resolutely.

“Wu Zhengjun, I’m the person responsible for recruiting the Hundred Chi Sect, and I agree with your request to join the Hundred Chi Sect!” Just when Yu Haoran wanted to continue to persuade Wu Zhengjun and asked him to re-select the Iron Blood Sect, he barely recovered his excitement Chu Zhongyu quickly interrupted his persuasion and invited enthusiastically.

If it was not Yu Haoran but Huang Zonghua who rejected Wu Zhengjun, Chu Zhongyu would have taken the position of Big Senior Brother and fiercely criticized him.

A genius with a unique physique, aptitude and potential like Wu Zhengjun, is a disciple coveted by all sects on the scene.

Such a disciple can actively join Hundred Chi Sect. Hundred Chi Sect is glad that it is too late, how could it be impossible to forcibly shut out.

But Yu Haoran is different!

Not only is he a peerless genius who has the same talent and potential as Wu Zhengjun, but Wu Zhengjun is willing to join Hundred Chi Sect, probably because of Yu Haoran.

Therefore, he could only pass Yu Haoran and promise Wu Zhengjun’s request in advance. … “”.