Destined Martial God Chapter 71

Pingyang City, Central Plaza!

In just a few minutes, Wu Zhengjun's cultivation had directly risen from the early seventh grade to the early ninth grade, causing Wu Junda to immediately become nervous.

At this time, he turned his head to look at the east side of the plaza, at the middle-aged man who was standing in the middle of the Wu Family crowd.

"Admit defeat!" After some careful consideration, he realized that although the middle-aged man did not utter a single word, his mouth formed the impression that he was asking Wu Junda to surrender as soon as possible, and that his life was more important.

"I admit defeat!" After getting the middle-aged man's signal, Wu Junda, who valued his life, did not care whether Wu Zhengjun finished his breakthrough and directly admitted defeat.

Unfortunately, all the experts and experts from all the sects were completely focused on Wu Zhengjun, who would care if Wu Junda won or lost?

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Wu Junda's expression instantly darkened. He coldly glanced at Wu Zhengjun, then turned around and prepared to leave with a face full of unwillingness.

"Did I let you go?" Just as Wu Junda was about to turn around and leave, Wu Zhengjun's trembling voice came from behind.

When he turned around and saw Wu Zhengjun's pair of beast-like eyes, Wu Junda felt as if his heart was struck hard. As he took a few steps back, a line of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Just a glance was enough to hurt his mind. Wu Junda was immediately enveloped by fear as he forced himself to shout.

"Wu Zhengjun, I have already admitted defeat, according to the rules of the competition, you cannot attack again!"

"Is that so?" After asking that question, Wu Zhengjun chuckled coldly twice and then ignored the rules of the competition, disappearing from where he stood at a speed most people couldn't even see clearly.

When everyone saw Wu Zhengjun clearly, they discovered that he was not only standing in front of Wu Junda, but his right hand had already reached into Wu Junda's chest.

"How dare you kill me!" Wu Junda asked in disbelief as he felt his heart being squeezed.

Who is he!

He was the only son of the Wu Family's Patriarch, the future number one successor of the Wu Family. He was the one who would control the situation of the Pingyang City in the future.

To think that such an illustrious and prestigious status would be beheaded by an insignificant disciple of the family, a feeling of dying with not even being able to close his eyes and rest in peace welled up in his heart.

"Wu Zhengjun, you dare kill my son!" Not only could Wu Junda not believe that Wu Zhengjun dared to kill him, even the patriarchs of the Wu Family and the upper echelons of the Wu Family did not dare to believe it too.

Turning his head to look at the middle-aged man who had scolded him earlier, Wu Zhengjun let out a cold laugh as he slowly pulled out his own palm.

As he stretched out his hand, everyone saw a beating heart.

"Wu Zhengjun, my father will never let you off!"

The fusion of the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth had made a warrior's life very powerful. Even a Martial Disciple could live a few more seconds after their heart left their body.

Thus, when he saw Wu Zhengjun taking out his heart, Wu Junda cursed resentfully.

"I'll wait!" With a clench of his right hand, his still beating heart was immediately squeezed, Wu Zhengjun said without fear.

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

Just as Wu Zhengjun killed Wu Junda, fifteen experts from first-rate sects, who were already prepared, rushed to Wu Zhengjun's front one by one at their fastest speeds, then began to agree to all sorts of attractive conditions.

Facing the various benefits these sect experts had promised, Wu Zhengjun's expression did not change in the slightest. He first raised his head to look at the seven elite sect experts on the stage, and then bowed and saluted.

Wu Zhengjun knew in his heart that by killing Wu Junda after admitting defeat, he was breaking the rules of the competition. Not only did the experts of the seven sects on the stage not stop him, they did not reprimand him afterwards.

However, just as he was going through a transformation, a feeling rose in Wu Zhengjun's heart, feeling that only by following that person would he be able to increase his cultivation and strength by leaps and bounds, and preserve his life in the future.

Thus, he already had an accurate target for his next choice. Thus, he had to reject the seven experts from the sect on the tall platform who clearly sided with him.

When they saw Wu Zhengjun bowing and greeting them, other than the fact that Ouyang Aoxue had already gotten her hands on them and was not interested in the male cultivators, the faces of the remaining six Rankers darkened.

This was because they knew that Wu Zhengjun, who had revealed his special physique, already had a sect he liked in his heart, and the sect he liked was not one of their top seven sects.

"Humph!" The narrow-minded Liu Guangyuan looked at Wu Zhengjun coldly, and could not help but let out a cold snort.

At the same time, he thought to himself, "Kid, if the sect you like has a grudge with my Hollow Jade Temple, then don't blame me for using the rules of the competition to get rid of you in advance!"

Seeing that Wu Zhengjun had rejected the seven top sects, the experts of the top fifteen sects could not help but secretly rejoice. As long as the seven top sects did not participate in the competition, the top fifteen sects all had the chance to fight for Wu Zhengjun.

However, just as the experts of the top fifteen sects were rejoicing in their hearts and were about to take action, Wu Zhengjun bowed to them in salute.

"Little friend, what is the meaning of this?" An expert from the Iron Blood Gate asked with a puzzled expression.

"Senior, I am sorry. This junior has already fallen for the sect!" Responding to the questions of the Iron Blood Sect's experts, Wu Zhengjun walked towards the southern side of the plaza, which was the area that belonged to the second-rate sect.

Seeing Wu Zhengjun walk towards his side, Yu Haoran's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but guess what it was.

The sect that Wu Zhengjun liked, could it be the Hundred Feet Gate!

If Wu Zhengjun really joined the Hundred Feet Gate, then he would have a great change to the future after his rebirth.

"Brother Haoran!" Wu Zhengjun, who had rushed in front of Yu Haoran, greeted him with a serious expression.

"Wu Zhengjun, with the special physique that you possess, the Iron Blood Sect is one of the top first-rate sects. They are the most suitable sect for you!"

Although Wu Zhengjun did not say much, Yu Haoran already knew what he was thinking.

However, Wu Zhengjun abandoning the Iron Blood Gate and choosing the Hundred Feet Gate, would definitely affect his future progress. Thus, he could only try his best to let things return to their original trajectory.

"Wherever Brother Haoran is, the main army will be there!" In the face of Yu Haoran's persuasion, Wu Zhengjun resolutely replied.

"Wu Zhengjun, I am the person in charge of disciple recruitment in Hundred Feet Gate, I agree to your request to join the Hundred Feet Gate!" Just as Yu Haoran was about to continue persuading Wu Zhengjun and make him choose the Iron Blood Sect again, Chu Zhongyu, who had barely calmed down, immediately interrupted his persuasion and passionately invited him.

If the one who had rejected Wu Zhengjun was not Yu Haoran, but Huang Zonghua, Chu Zhongyu would have already taken on the attitude of a big senior and criticized him harshly.

A genius like Wu Zhengjun, who possessed a special physique, talent, and potential comparable to an absolute genius, was a disciple that all the sects present dreamed of.

This kind of disciple taking the initiative to join Hundred Feet Gate, this Hundred Feet Gate was too happy to do so, so how could he forcibly reject the door.

But Yu Haoran was different!

Not only was he an exceptional genius with a talent and potential that was not inferior to Wu Zhengjun, the reason Wu Zhengjun was willing to join the Hundred Feet Gate was probably also because of Yu Haoran.

Therefore, he could only go past Yu Haoran and agree to Wu Zhengjun's request in advance.

Chapter end