Pingyang City, Central Plaza!

"Junior brother Yu, good friend!"

That flattering from Yu Haoran just now made Huang Zonghua feel extremely comfortable, and he suddenly felt as if he had met his best friend.

While sighing, Huang Zonghua embraced Yu Haoran's shoulders, planning to continue discussing about the beauty of being in the prime of their lives and the boredom of Qing Yunfeng's few wood-like junior brothers.

However, Yu Haoran shook his head, signalling to his that there would be a long time in the future.

Then, he turned to look at the compet.i.tion grounds beneath the stage, directly looking at Wu Zhengjun.

According to the memories of his past life, it was precisely because of this round of compet.i.tion that Wu Zhengjun had finally unleashed his special physique, killed his opponent, and was selected by the Iron Blood Gate to become a disciple of the Iron Blood Gate.

At the same time, it was also because of this compet.i.tion that caused him and the Wu Family to develop a deep enmity, and in the end, after leaving the sect, he did not return to the Pingyang City, nor did he return to the Wu Family.

It really was him!

Seeing the person who took the initiative to look for Wu Zhengjun, Yu Haoran couldn't help but feel a little sad for him.

Because the person who went to find Wu Zhengjun was from the direct line of descent of the Wu Family. His talent and potential was ranked third, but he was ranked first, Wu Junda.

Wu Junda, 18 years old, at the peak of the eighth stage of the Martial Disciple realm, the only son of the Wu Family's Patriarch. He was a silkpants who was very similar to Yu Haocheng, and was also a scheming person.

The only difference between the two was that Wu Junda was a hardworking foppish young lord. His cultivation was at the peak of the eighth stage of the Martial Disciple Stage, which was highly valued by the upper echelons of Wu Family.

"Wu Zhengjun, I order you to surrender immediately!" Standing in front of Wu Zhengjun, Wu Junda gave his command.

"On what basis?" Wu Zhengjun asked in dissatisfaction.

The two of them were direct descendants of the Wu Family, both of them were geniuses who had the ability to challenge those above their cultivation levels.

If two people could simultaneously enter a first-rate sect and become disciples of a sect, both for themselves and the Wu Family behind them would benefit greatly without any harm.

Therefore, he didn't understand why Wu Junda wanted him to admit defeat!

Furthermore, Wu Zhengjun knew clearly in his heart that if he wanted to chase after them, or even surpa.s.s Yu Haoran, becoming a disciple of a sect was his only choice.

"My father is a member of the Wu Family, I am the number one heir to the Wu Family, I must ensure that I advance to the next round, moreover I can be chosen by a first-rate sect, so you can only admit defeat!" Wu Junda's explanation was unreasonable in the face of Wu Zhengjun's questioning.

"You …!" Facing Wu Junda's unreasonable reply, Wu Zhengjun was so angry that he couldn't even say a word.

You can advance to the next round if you want!

If you want to be chosen by a first-rate sect, you can as well!

You can go challenge other contestants and defeat them with your own strength, but you can't sacrifice my future to help you achieve your own future.

"Wu Zhengjun, you know my patience very well. Either admit defeat now, or I'll do it myself!" At this point, Wu Junda's expression changed as he threatened with a sinister tone.

"Wu Zhengjun, you know what I, Wu Junda, am capable of. If I were to make a move, I would not guarantee that you will be able to return safely!"

"Wu Junda, don't push me too far!" The threatened Wu Zhengjun had completely erupted with anger.

Although he was also a direct descendant of the Wu Family, he, who had lost both his father and mother since he was young, did not have a deep foundation in the clan.

He had never thought that his cautious demeanor and pa.s.sionate sacrifice would be exchanged for such treatment. To Wu Junda and Wu Family, he had completely broken their hearts!

"Why is it that the more I look at this brat, the more I feel disgusted. If it wasn't for the fact that I don't want others to interfere, I would definitely go up and slap this brat a few times to let him know how to conduct himself!"

Perhaps because of Yu Haoran's attention, Chu Zhongyu and Huang Zonghua were also paying attention to Wu Zhengjun, hence they heard the conversation between Wu Zhengjun and Wu Junda.

After hearing Wu Junda's shameless words and threats, Huang Zonghua immediately clenched his fists tightly, as if he wanted to stand up for Wu Zhengjun.

It was a good thing that he knew the rules of the sect selection and was barely able to suppress the anger in his heart.

However, Yu Haoran's expression was still very calm.

It was because he finally knew how Wu Zhengjun's unique const.i.tution had been awakened. Other than the pressure of death, Wu Junda's humiliation and his disappointment with his clan was also one of the reasons to his unique const.i.tution.

"What a pity!" Seeing Wu Zhengjun take the initiative to attack, the kindhearted Chu Zhongyu could not help but exclaim.

Wu Zhengjun's strength could be considered not bad, and his foundation was relatively solid. However, compared to Wu Junda, he was still far off.

No matter if it was cultivation or martial skills, he was completely at a disadvantage. So, after the exchange just now, he was at a disadvantage.

Furthermore, Wu Junda was a narrow-minded person, with a very low tolerance. Wu Zhengjun dared to reject his orders, and took the initiative to attack him, causing him to feel embarra.s.sed, and at the same time, arouse the killing intent in his heart.

As a result, not only did he instantly unleash his full strength, he even used moves to attack Wu Zhengjun.

After five moves, Wu Zhengjun was struck by Wu Junda's palm directly on his chest, causing him to instantly suffer heavy injuries.

However, the rage in his heart had actually suppressed his internal injuries, allowing him to continue attacking Wu Junda like a madman without regard for his own life.

"Wu Zhengjun, since you want to die, I'll grant your wis.h.!.+" Looking at Wu Zhengjun who was fighting like a madman, Wu Junda, who had shown the slightest bit of mercy earlier, seemed to be enraged, and did not show any more mercy.

The footwork martial skill that did not have much speed advantage allowed him to circle behind Wu Zhengjun easily, and with a heavy punch that contained the power of the peak of the eighth level of the Martial Disciple realm, it directly smashed towards the dead center of Wu Zhengjun's heart.

If the punch landed, with Wu Zhengjun's strength, he would definitely die. Even Yu Haoran, who knew the final result, could not help but become nervous.

Although it was under Wu Junda's pressure that Wu Zhengjun had developed a special physique in his previous life, the him after his rebirth had unknowingly changed a lot of things. He was worried that his rebirth would affect Wu Zhengjun's fate.

It was a good thing that what happened next didn't deviate from the trajectory of his previous life.

Just as Wu Junda's punch was about to hit the Death Acupuncture Point behind Wu Zhengjun, a thick blood mist instantly enveloped Wu Zhengjun, causing Wu Junda's punch to only be able to hit the blood mist.

There was no sound at all, nor did he hear Wu Zhengjun's miserable shrieks. Wu Junda's punch just now seemed to have no power at all.

Seeing the strange situation in front of him, Wu Junda quickly took two steps back, and then closely stared at Wu Zhengjun who was enveloped in blood fog.

The change that was happening on Wu Zhengjun's body immediately attracted the attention of countless spectators, as well as the seven experts on the stage.