Practice Remembering You

Chapter 324: Chen Zhi vs. Ben Chen

On the ring, the referee elder's consciousness was fixed on Wu Mengjie and his Zhenyuan Sword. Wu Jun was a very powerful man in their sect. If Wu Mengjie wanted to kill him, he would definitely stop him.

The reason why we don't stop it now is that there is no other way. Due to the rules, if Wu Jun fainted, it would be easy and the opponent would be declared the winner directly. But now Wu Jun is not fainted and did not reply, so it is a bit embarrassing.

Fortunately, Wu Mengjie was obviously very sensible. There was not a trace of murderous intent in his body, and the elder felt more at ease.

In order to avoid any ambiguity, Wu Mengjie stopped the flying sword one meter above Wu Jun's forehead.

The reason for this distance is that at this distance, the referee elder's true energy has been completely prepared. If it was a little closer, he would have taken action to rescue Wu Jun.

"How is it?" Wu Mengjie asked.

Hearing Wu Mengjie's questioning voice, Wu Jun seemed to be awakened. He looked up and saw the Zhenyuan Sword hanging clearly above his head.

Looking at the Zhenyuan Sword, Wu Jun was stunned for a moment. The expression on his face kept changing, and his eyes were full of surprise and confusion, as well as some unwillingness.

However, this emotion did not last too long. Wu Jun quickly accepted the result. He was not the kind of person who could not stand losing. He accepted the result calmly and said to Wu Mengjie in a carefree manner, "I never thought that I would lose. The disciples of Juefei Sect are indeed worthy of their reputation. I am convinced of my defeat in this competition. You win!"

Originally, Wu Mengjie had already prepared himself for the other party to not be able to afford to lose and would then prepare to attack him. After all, from past experience, people as flamboyant and arrogant as Wu Jun could not afford to lose.

Therefore, Wu Mengjie was deeply surprised that Wu Jun was so calm.

However, no matter how unexpected it was, Wu Mengjie still hated people like him who were so arrogant during battles. It was just that relatively speaking, the other party's last behavior made Wu Mengjie a little more acceptable.

The other party was polite, so Wu Mengjie naturally couldn't lose face for his master and the sect, so Wu Mengjie quickly dismantled the flying sword and bowed to Wu Jun in return: "Daoyou are too kind. It was lucky that I won this time. It was all because you didn't know me well and attacked me by surprise. Otherwise, the final outcome would be still unknown."

Unexpectedly, after hearing what Wu Mengjie said, Wu Jun burst into laughter and said, "Fellow Daoist, you did give me face and found a good excuse for me, but I am not the kind of person who would find an excuse after losing.

You and I were competing openly and without cheating, and our situations were the same. I don't know you, and you don't know me either, so if I lost, I lost, and there's no need to make excuses.

Wu Mengjie, right? I remember your name. You are very strong, but I will definitely be stronger in the future! You are in Juefeimen, so you have to pay attention in the future. I will come to you often to learn from you."

"Then I will be waiting for you, fellow Taoist."

The two of them left the stage in a relatively harmonious atmosphere, and the people around the ring looked at each other in bewilderment.

Although both of them lost, Wujun's loss was much more respectable than Weizhi's.

After the referee elder cleared the field, he lined up Chen Zhi and a fourth-level cultivator together.

The two men went on the ring, and after the fight began, Shen Zhi just gave the other party a meaningful look, and the other party immediately admitted defeat.

Firstly, this fourth-rank cultivator is a disciple of the Jihan Heavenly Palace itself. Secondly, the strength of this disciple really cannot be compared with Ben Chen.

It is said that there are very few people in this world who can challenge across borders, and the vast majority of cultivators in the world are simply unable to challenge across levels.

Up to now in the competition, there are only three people on the field who need to continue fighting.

One of them is Ben Chen, who is only at the fourth level of cultivation. The second is Chen Zhi, and the third is Wu Mengjie.

As for the other fourth-level cultivators, their rankings have already been determined.

Among the fifth-level cultivators, the magic weapon of Shi Xiang was damaged and he could not continue to participate in the competition. The people on guard duty ran away and could not continue to fight either.

Wu Jun, who had just fought with Wu Mengjie, had his magic weapon damaged, but this damage was acceptable for his magic weapon. In fact, he could still compete, but since there was no one worthy of his attack again, as for fighting with Ben Chen, although he was interested, after all, the other party was only a fourth-level cultivator, so there was no need to fight.

As for Chen Zhi, they are all disciples of the same sect. If they want to spar with each other, they can do so at any time. There is no need to do so at this time when he is still injured.

It was also for this reason that Wu Jun had no intention of participating in the next fight and just watched from the sidelines.

The elder referee's eyes wandered over the three people, and his sights fell on Shen Zhi and Ben Chen.

So naturally, the two were called to the ring.

After the two of them came on stage, Ben Chen's expression became more serious, no longer as casual as before. Obviously, in his eyes, cultivators above the level of Shen Zhi were the ones who could really make him feel a lot of pressure. If he didn't take them seriously, he would suffer a great loss.

Ben Chen looked at this fourth-level cultivator and couldn't help but observe him carefully. Her observation was just out of curiosity about how Ben Chen practiced to make his body so powerful.

As for this competition, she was not worried at all that she would lose.

As the referee elder said start, the silk ribbon floating on Chen Zhi's body flew out softly and rushed towards Ben Chen.

Ben Chen looked at the flying silk ribbon and thought to himself, "This silk ribbon should be a magic weapon that can control people. If this kind of magic weapon wants to control me, it should be wrapped around me. In this case, I should try to avoid the middle part of the silk ribbon and keep a certain distance from both ends."

Thinking of this, Ben Chen slid directly in the direction of the head of the ribbon.

Shi Dongdong, who was watching the fight on the ring, couldn't help but shook his head: "This kid is going to be unlucky. If he doesn't have other tricks, he will probably be suppressed in one round."

Shi Dongdong on the stage had just finished speaking when he heard a loud "bang!" from the ring! The sound was deafening, like thunder rumbling in the sky.

The front end of the silk ribbon seemed to turn into an iron fist in an instant and hit Ben Chen's abdomen with lightning speed.

This sudden attack stunned Ben Chen completely and caught him off guard. He had never expected that this silk ribbon was not an auxiliary magic weapon, but an offensive magic weapon!

Ben Chen felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and amidst the pain, there was also a feeling of numbness and stiffness that made Ben Chen feel very uncomfortable.

Especially the feeling of stiffness, which is very serious.

This kind of stiffness was definitely not the normal level that would occur after being attacked. It was as if the ribbon had amplified this feeling several times.