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Here's what you wanted.

Xu Fu's lips twitched, his eyes swept over the crowd, and he said something meaningless.

"Ha, a Taoist sect? I never expected that!"

"What happened? Something went wrong?"

Xu Fu did not answer, but closed his eyes and yawned.

After a simple ceremony, the match began. Aci, dressed in a silver fighting outfit, stepped onto the ring. Opposite him stood a black-haired man who was over 1.9 meters tall, as strong as an ox, with a full beard. If it weren't for the Taoist robe, no one would believe that these hands could control the horsepower of a Taoist man.

"My name is Niu Changgeng, from Yuanling Pass (Qian Zhao Zhao), a famous strongman."

Niu Changgeng took off his Taoist robe, revealing his strong body. His hairy chest was covered with mysterious runes of all sizes. With a loud roar, the runes emitted golden light, which spread in all directions, transforming him into a golden warrior radiating golden light.

With his muscular physique and dazzling golden light, Niu Changgeng exuded an overwhelming aura that dazzled everyone.

If he participated in a bodybuilding competition, he would definitely win first place.

Not only were people in the ancient martial arts world unaware of the situation, but some Taoists were also completely baffled. Among the famous genius disciples of the Taoist sect, there was no such person as Niu Changgeng. The talisman on his body was clearly the Golden Body Technique. The Golden Body Technique is one of the few techniques in the Taoist scriptures that is close to the true method. Its level is so high that only elders at the level of the gatekeeper can cast it.

Niu Changgeng had very little cultural refinement, yet his body was covered in golden magic. How could this be?

Chapter 1437 The atmosphere became strange.

Some things are impossible to understand or think about.

Some of the old Taoist priests closed their eyes, refusing to see, think, or listen.

The golden body magic on Niu Changgeng was cast by a non-sect cultivator, which clearly violated the fairness of the competition. However, outsiders did not understand the mystery and could not speak recklessly without realizing it. The Daoist disciples also knew that in order to win, they could only remain silent.

The atmosphere became strange.

One side was admiring the exquisite skills of the Taoist sect, while the other side was extremely nervous.

In a corner, a Secret Service member who was ordered to observe the battle couldn't help but speak.

"It seems to be the Golden Body Mantra."

The person next to him chimed in, "That's not it, it's true. The Golden Body Curse is a spell that strengthens the recipient's physical attributes. The stronger the body, the greater the strengthening, and it can even make one invulnerable to blades and spears. However, the Golden Body Curse is of an extremely high level, and this big shot's cultivation level is simply not enough to cast it."

"You said Nguema was cheating?"

"of course!"

"very good"

The middle-aged man in the lead raised his hand and pressed the trigger: "We're here to watch the fight, don't say another word."

An invisible force of energy pierced through the air and struck Niu Changguan in the chest.

When

The sound of metal clashing echoed in the air.

Niu Changguan patted his chest and laughed.

877 "Put some thought into it; there aren't many things that can tickle Grandpa's itch."

Zhu Di suddenly flashed, his speed more than doubling in an instant, and a black shadow flashed past.

Ouch

With a tiger's roar, red energy surged out in all directions like a stream of air. Niu Changguan's golden face turned crimson. He clutched his stomach with both hands, stomped his buttocks, and almost reached the edge of the arena before stopping.

The old Taoist priest shouted.

"Niu Changguan, if you dare to disrespect me, I'll beat you to death!"

Niu Changgeng grinned, cursing his bad luck inwardly, because he felt a sharp pain in his stomach. The Golden Body Mantra could increase physical strength, but not speed. He was chosen to fight only to be beaten, using the battle to deplete his opponent's energy and prepare for the next battle.

Thinking of this, he shook his head helplessly, rubbed his stomach, stood up, and casually said a few words.

"Come on, push!"

What happened next was unbearable to watch. Although Chang Geng Niu was tall and strong, he was at a disadvantage in terms of speed and strength. He was being suppressed and beaten by A Jiu. At first, he tried to fight back, but when he couldn't see any effect, he gave up and protected his opponent's vital parts, letting his opponent attack him.

It must be said that the Golden Body Mantra is indeed powerful; the golden light only began to slowly dissipate after twenty minutes of use.

Niu Changgeng surrendered without hesitation, turned around and fled off the stage, his pitiful appearance causing the crowd to burst into laughter.

The Dao Sect members had gloomy faces. Seeing the sweat on Ninth Brother's face, they didn't say anything. After all, the purpose of the first match was to wear him down. Although Niu Changgeng had made a fool of himself, he had completed the mission very well.

Soon, the second match began.

A young Taoist priest and a mysterious, masked man in black with stiff limbs entered the stage, and Dirk was very unhappy about their arrival.

"Didn't we agree on a series of challenges? How can you say no?"

The old Taoist priest beside him said coldly.

"Taoist arts are divided into dozens of schools, and the art of taming ghosts is one of them."

"ghost?"

Dirk was stunned, not realizing what this meant.

The young Taoist priest gave a token smile, looking somewhat embarrassed. As he introduced himself, he removed the mysterious man's mask.

Wow

A commotion erupted in the room: lurking beneath the mask was not an ordinary person, but a ferocious zombie with a blue face and fangs.

Linda's eyes widened as she pulled Xu Fu to her side and asked him a question.

"What is that? A demon?"

"Zombies, like European vampires, belong to a different mythological system of dark creatures."

"powerful?"

"The biological power generated by flesh mutation is limited."

Oh!

The girl was a little disappointed; she had thought the thing was very sturdy.

An elder from the ancient martial arts world angrily objected, "You old fogies have gone too far! A martial arts tournament is a martial arts tournament. What kind of nonsense is it to use zombies to supplement the number of participants?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest replied.

"Zombies are not people, (bbfh) they are just weapons. Ghosts use ghosts to fight, just like you fight with your fists, there is no obvious difference."

You're making excuses.

The middle-aged Taoist snorted coldly and ignored him.

Dirk didn't know what to do, so he ran to find Xu Fuhe...

"Young Master, what should we do? Fight or not?"

"Continue the fight"

"it is good!"

Dirk returned to his seat, and after whispering among themselves, the duel officially began.

Ah Jiu's eyes were fierce as he stared directly at the zombie, completely ignoring the young Taoist priest who had deliberately stepped aside. Although he was the zombie's master, it didn't mean he could perfectly control it.

The zombie sensed the hostility ahead, opened its eyelids, and revealed its black pupils.

Its eyes were pure black, without any light, pitch black, giving people a sinister and terrifying feeling.

The air became very quiet.

The legend of zombies has a long history in China, but we have never seen any specific species. This is the first time such a phenomenon has been seen in the world today.

Xu Fu was also very curious. He secretly decided that he must get his hands on a zombie after the competition, as it would be very valuable for both research and collection.

Just then, a tiger's roar rang out.

Ajiu's body tensed, his eyes filled with bloodlust, and his inner strength surged from his internal organs, circling around his body and forming a mottled, blood-red tiger shadow.

A fierce tiger emerges from the mountain, exuding murderous intent.

A chilling killing intent raged around them, causing everyone to tremble and turn pale. Some of the more timid even raised their feet.

"This is the 'True Scripture of the Angry Tiger'!"

"Just as terrifying as the rumors say."

Several elders murmured to themselves, their eyes filled with admiration and anticipation, while the others composed themselves and stared at the young man on the stage. He was shrouded in a blood-red tiger shadow, exuding a ferocious and violent aura, giving the impression of encountering a desperate tiger in the mountains.

Ordinary people don't even have the courage to look each other in the eye, let alone fight.

"Senior Brother Zhao, is that so?"

Dao Zhao nodded and sighed, "I never thought that after so many years, someone would actually master this demonic art."

"The Devil's Work?"

The young Taoist priest asked, puzzled, "Why is it called demonic skill?"

"The True Tiger Fiend Scripture contains the aura of slaughter. The deeper one cultivates it, the stronger one's killing instinct becomes, eventually transforming one into a demon who only knows how to kill." After a pause, Mo Xiaochuan sighed, "More than four hundred years ago, there was a person who cultivated this technique. That person was arrogant and thought he could control the way of slaughter and use it to shed his mortal body. However, he did not expect that he would eventually become a tiger fiend. In order to stop him from killing, the major sects of Taoism gathered about a hundred experts to surround and intercept him. They had no choice but to pay half the price to kill him."

The young Taoist muttered to himself, "Is the True Scripture Tiger Fiend really that powerful?"