Chapter 77: Suzaku Dharma King
In the middle of the hall, two martial artists at the ninth level of Gangyuan were fighting. Both were equally strong and the fight was difficult to determine the winner. It was an exciting and spectacular fight, and for a moment, it was difficult to determine the winner.

Gu Mingchuan looked at it for a while and then lost interest.

The strength of these two people is not as good as Wang Xining, and the moves they use are not particularly sophisticated.

Suddenly, someone beside him said, "These aristocratic families in Jiangzhou are really getting worse with each generation."

Gu Mingchuan turned around and saw a middle-aged man in plain clothes. His clothes and temperament were out of tune with the others. It was obvious that he was a man who had been hanging around in the underworld for many years.

His cultivation level is probably around the seventh level of Gangyuan.

Relying on the intuition of a warrior in the divine power realm, he judged the opponent's approximate strength and thought, although his cultivation is not high, he is quite arrogant.

There are many people like this in the world who like to give advice.

The middle-aged man sensed his gaze and looked at him as well. His eyes suddenly lit up and he praised, "He is truly a rare talent. I never thought such a person could appear in Jiangzhou."

Gu Mingchuan politely replied, "Thank you for the compliment, I don't deserve it."

The middle-aged man was very outgoing and said, "Why should I be so timid? Young people should be sharp and domineering. With your talent, you deserve the evaluation of being a dragon among men."

Gu Mingchuan just smiled.

But I felt a little confused. Is this guy a charlatan, or does he really have a keen eye?
No matter what, it’s better to ignore it.

The middle-aged man looked him up and down for a while, his eyes lit up, and said, "I see, you must have a mediocre background and no good teacher. That's why you act so cautiously."

"Well, am I right?"

"Then you will become my disciple. When you travel the world, just tell me my name. No one will dare to look down on you..."

Gu Mingchuan said, "I'm sorry, I already have a master."

At this time, a burst of applause broke out.

The two people on the field finally decided the winner.

Some are happy and some are sad.

Then, the female official announced, "The next match will be between Chu Po from Shangjia and Sha Lin from Baiyunmen."

On the Baiyun Sect side, a man in his thirties leaped into the middle of the field, standing with a sword in his arms, looking cold and arrogant.

Gu Mingchuan walked to the middle and looked at the man named Sha Lin. He suddenly felt that what the middle-aged man said just now made sense.

All those who can come to join the battle today are the chosen ones of various major forces and sects, the stars of the future. Each of them is arrogant and has high expectations.

Geniuses have their own pride.

He is just so approachable.

There is no way. In my previous life on Earth, I was taught from childhood to be humble and cautious, respect the elderly and love the young, and be polite to others.

Suddenly, a cold voice interrupted his thoughts, "The merchant really has no one left, so they found an unknown person to fill the number?"

Gu Mingchuan was not angry, and kindly reminded him, "If you judge someone's ability based on their fame, you will suffer a great loss sooner or later."

"Ah!"

Sha Lin looked disdainful.

"start."

Following the female official's order, Sha Lin took the initiative to attack. Although he showed disdain on his face, he did not hold back when he attacked.

It was the Baiyun Sect’s unique martial art, the Liuyun Sword Technique.

A sword intent turned invisible, like a gentle breeze, with murderous intent hidden.

……

"Brother Yan has a good disciple. At such a young age, he has already comprehended the sword spirit. He will definitely be on the Grandmaster List in the future."

An old man said with some envy.

Yan Weizhong, the leader of Baiyun Sect, stroked his beard and smiled, saying modestly, "He is still far from it—"

Before he finished speaking, his face changed.

The young man named Chu Po dodged to the side and thrust out his sword. However, Sha Lin seemed to have seen nothing and did not react at all. The sword hit his wrist and the sword slipped out of his hand.

"this--"

Yan Weizhong stood up suddenly, his face full of anger.

At this time, Shang Zude, who was sitting not far away, said, "Master Yan, can't you afford to lose?"

"I lost my composure."

Yan Weizhong suppressed his anger and sat back in his chair.

At this time, there was a lot of discussion in the hall.

To the audience, this battle seemed completely incomprehensible.

"How did you lose?"

"Why doesn't he hide?"

"He didn't let it go on purpose, did he?"

"Who is this Chu Po? I've never heard of him before."

...Not only these people, but even the masters sitting in the hall were a little confused.

They only knew that Sha Lin must have been defeated by some kind of sword intent, but they were completely confused as to what kind of sword intent it was.

Someone asked Long Shengzhi, "Master Long is knowledgeable, can you tell what kind of sword intent Chu Po is using?"

Long Shengzhi pondered and said, "There is a Chu family in Zhongzhou. The Thousand Illusions Sword Technique passed down by their family is said to be able to create illusions, making it difficult for people to distinguish which sword intent is real and which is fake. It is impossible to guard against it. This boy must be using this sword technique."

Everyone then suddenly realized that there were indeed countless extraordinary achievements and skills in this world.

It was a bit unfair that Shalin lost.

The key to the "Thousand Illusions Sword Technique" was the word "strange". He was caught off guard and lost in a daze.

……

Shang Zude was completely relieved when he heard Long Shengzhi reveal Chu Po's life story.

Since you come from a noble family, it won't be a big problem.

……

Yu Zi, who was standing behind Xue Ruoyu, stared at the figure of "Chu Po" with her beautiful eyes, her eyes shining with excitement. It turned out that this Mr. Gu's swordsmanship was so superb.

Even the chief disciple of Baiyun Sect was no match for him in one move.

Sha Lin is one of the most famous people among the younger generation in Jiangzhou City.

"Even Lord Long didn't see through his disguise."

When Yu Zi thought of this, her heart trembled slightly, because she was the only one who knew his true identity.

She couldn't help but glance at Xue Ruoyu who was sitting in front of her, and a sense of pride welled up in her heart. No matter how noble your birth is or how prominent your family background is, so what?

The person you think about day and night is right in front of you, but you can't recognize him and treat him like a stranger.

I wonder what her expression will be when she finds out the truth?
Thinking of this, Yu Zi felt a sense of pleasure of revenge.

……

In the next two battles, Gu Mingchuan defeated his opponents with one sword.

This made the audience in the hall realize that something was wrong. If Sha Lin was careless, the fact that the two people behind him were also unable to take his sword even though they were prepared was enough to explain the problem.

The power of this "Thousand Illusions Sword Technique" is beyond everyone's imagination.

Suddenly, someone asked sourly, "Where did you find this person, Brother Shang?"

Shang Zude said calmly, "This person is my son's good friend. You know that my useless son likes making friends the most."

He was actually very happy.

After winning three games, they have entered the top four and can get a piece of divine blood stone.

For him, it was an unexpected surprise.

To be honest, Chu Po's swordsmanship was beyond his expectations. He crushed his opponents in all three matches and won with one move.

With this divine blood stone, his son Shang Tianci can try to open the divine treasure as long as his Gang Yuan is perfect.

……

Gu Mingchuan felt that he was here just to bully the kids. Looking at those three arrogant young men who were so frustrated that they were questioning their lives, he felt a little bit sorry for them.

"Boy, you'd better leave now."

Suddenly, the voice of the middle-aged man just now reached my ears.

Gu Mingchuan turned his head and looked in the direction where the man was standing. Seeing that he was gone, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

This middle-aged man is acting weird, is something going to happen?
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the old lady who was dozing off in the main seat raise her head, look up at the top of the hall, and slowly say, "Since you are here, why are you hiding your head and showing your tail?"

When these words were spoken, the masters sitting on both sides were startled and raised their heads abruptly.

"I still can't hide it from the old lady's eyes."

A deep sigh sounded, and several figures appeared in the hall. The leader was a woman in red, with a frown on her face. She bowed and said, "Junior Zhuque, nice to meet you, old lady."

The old lady said, "So you are the new Suzaku Dharma King of the Changsheng Sect. I wonder what you have to say to me?"

Suzaku Dharma King?

The expressions of everyone present changed drastically.

Gu Mingchuan's scalp also tingled.

Changsheng Sect is also a demon sect that has been passed down for thousands of years and is on par with Xuanming Sect. Although this demon sect does not rebel, it is no less harmful than Xuanming Sect.

The people in this sect are all pursuing immortality. They will stop at nothing to achieve this goal. Some of their methods are simply outrageous. Sometimes, they are much more evil than the Xuanming Sect.

In the Changsheng Sect, under the leader are four Dharma Kings.

It is said that every Dharma King is a powerful being above the Dharma Image Realm.

This woman who looked like a resentful woman was actually a great master of the magic path. It was simply unimaginable.

I only heard the Suzaku Dharma King say quietly, "Please return the remains of the previous Saint Son of our sect to me."

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