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Chen Ze took a glance. There were a total of 182 contestants, most of whom were golden immortals, comparable to the third or fourth level of the Golden Immortal Realm.

Only Xu Taiqing's son, Xu Jiao, who is also the great disciple of Wuliang Taoist Temple, has just stepped into the Second Tribulation Golden Immortal Realm, and has the strength of the seventh level of Golden Immortal Realm.

Xu Jiao walked through the crowd and came to Chen Ze's side, and said with a smile, "Poverty Taoist Xu Jiao, great disciple of Wuliang Taoist Temple."

"I haven't met a fellow daoist in previous competitions. Since I met this year, I must have a good fight."

Even so, his eyes were full of hostility.

Chen Ze didn't bother to talk to him, and didn't say a word.

It was this action that Xu Jiao regarded as a provocation, despising him!

Xu Jiao put on a half-smile: "Wuchen Taoist Temple has always been the number one. Since Daoist Ye invited fellow Taoists to help out, there must be something special about him."

"I have many questions that I don't understand, and I hope fellow Taoists can help me."

He asked several questions about Taoist cultivation in a row, all of them were tricky!

Chen Ze frowned slightly.

He just heard some basic things from Ye Wushuang, how can he understand these more advanced cultivation methods?

But the more he kept silent, the more contemptuous Xu Jiao's smile became.

"Fellow Daoist doesn't say a word, isn't it possible?"

The onlookers laughed out loud.

"He just doesn't know how to say nothing, he just pretends to be profound!"

"Where did Daoist Ye find a way to make up the numbers? I'm not afraid that Wuchen Taoist Temple's reputation will be ruined by him!"

Chen Ze still didn't speak.

Not to mention that he is too lazy to talk nonsense, he is looking forward to the next game.

He wants to see what is so special about the strong in this world, so proud!

"The Five Views Grand Competition starts now, and all participating disciples step forward to draw lots!"

A loud shout pulled his thoughts back, and he followed the crowd up to draw lots.

With a random draw, it was a wooden stick with sixteen written on it.

"I'm sixteen too!"

Among the disciples who laughed at Chen Ze, someone drew the same number as him.

Xu Jiao lowered his voice and said: "You go and test his strength, if he is really a temporary supplement, then humiliate him severely!"

"Last time Wuchen Daoist Temple disgraced our Wuliang Daoist Temple, this time he must pay back ten times!"

The red-robed disciple smiled viciously, "Don't worry Senior Brother Xu, I will never hold back!"

He glanced at Chen Ze, full of provocation.

Chen Ze just turned his head indifferently, returned to the seat beside him and waited for him to play, and didn't bother to pay attention to him at all.

"See how long you can go crazy!"

The red-robed disciple snorted coldly, and also sat down in his seat.

Soon, fifteen consecutive matches passed.

Chen Ze watched the battle carefully and learned a lot of Taoist exercises and martial arts.

Among them, he is quite interested in all kinds of sharp guns.

This style of marksmanship combines rigidity and softness, focusing on the high degree of fit between the spear and the body. The marksmanship is varied and unpredictable.

Among the experiences given to him by the Holy Spear Tianzun, there are many experiences related to this.

He just read it once, and he has already mastered a lot of various forms of magic guns.

"On the 16th, Yang Haoqiong of Wuliang Taoist vs. Chen Ze of Wuchen Taoist!"

As the shout fell, Yang Haoqiong jumped onto the ring first, and hooked his fingers towards Chen Ze.

"Come on, let me see your skills!"

Chen Ze jumped onto the ring and looked around, but there were no weapons around.

Since it is not possible to borrow it, then use celestial power to condense it, which is barely enough to deal with these juniors.

Taotao's celestial power burst out of his body, and instantly condensed into a big golden spear.

"You just use this to fight me?"

Yang Haoqiong was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Aren't you Daoist Ye's disciple? Why don't you even have a decent fairy weapon?"

As soon as this remark came out, people from other Taoist temples laughed at Wuchen Taoist temple.

Ye Wushuang just wanted to borrow a gun from Chen Ze, but was shocked by Chen Ze's words.

"They're all juniors, if I'm serious, I'll inevitably hurt you."

All the spectators were stunned, and then roared with laughter.

"A make-up, how can you be so loud?"

"Fellow Daoist Yang, don't hold back, let him open his eyes!"

Yang Qiong's face turned cold, and with a sweep of dust, three hurricanes were set off in an instant.

Elementary Taoism, blowing the wind and clearing the clouds.

Chen Ze was not in a hurry to make a move. Seeing the three hurricanes approaching, he was amazed.

"Using the power of the gods to activate the law and the power of the heavens and the earth, only a little power of the gods can exert extremely strong power."

"It turns out that this is Taoism."

The spears swept across, and the golden light cut through the hurricane.

Such a relaxed appearance made everyone's smiles instantly froze on their faces.

"What did he do?"

"Just waving a gun casually can break Daoyou Yang's Taoism?"

Yang Qiong was also shocked, recalling the scene just now, and exclaimed: "Could it be that you are using Hunyuan Taoism?"

Everyone was shocked!

"Hunyuan Taoism? The rumored high-level Taoism that mobilizes immortal power with the power of ideas?"

"It's not that he doesn't even understand Taoism, how can he master advanced Taoism?"

Chen Ze said indifferently: "It's just that the cultivation methods are different."

"If there are any other moves, let's use them together."

Yang Qiong was furious: "Look down on me? Then let you see what Taoism is!"

He pinched his hands, and each complicated handprint flashed quickly.

A golden light lit up on the fly whisk, and swept across it one after another, until three beams of sword-like light appeared.

"It's a high-level Taoism technique, condensing the front into a shadow!"

"Ye Daoyou is serious!"

Chen Ze raised his eyebrows slightly, realizing that the flying light had the power to seriously injure the fifth level of the Golden Wonderland.

But that's all.

The spear stabbed out, three times in a row!

Ka Ka Ka!

The three rays of light burst instantly!

Chen Ze appeared in front of Ye Wushuang in an instant, with the point of the gun pointing at his throat.

"You lost."

Yang Qiong was trembling with fright, her face was full of fear!

"I surrender!"

Chen Ze put away his spear and walked off the ring without looking back.

Plop!

Yang Qiong sat paralyzed on the ring, feeling terrified.

All the spectators fell silent, staring at Chen Ze in surprise.

"His Taoism is not strong, and he relies on physical skills to win."

"It's the first time I've seen you be able to cultivate physical skills to such a level!"

The body technique they talk about is the method of body cultivation.

Daoism relies on the power of immortals, combined with the power of heaven and earth, to achieve a small and broad effect.

And this method of cultivation does not require the use of physical strength, so there are very few physical practitioners in the Ten Thousand Immortals League.

The Martial God Hall is different, it focuses on body cultivation, and 99% of its members are physical practitioners.

They speculated one after another, didn't Chen Zemo come from the Temple of Valkyrie?

All the priests looked at Ye Wushuang at the same time.

"Daozhang Ye, where did you invite this fellow Taoist?"

"I don't believe he is a casual cultivator."

Ye Wushuang said indifferently: "I didn't ask much about his origin, but he was curious about the method of Taoism cultivation, and he happened to be able to help me with this, so I let him participate."

"Could it be that you are repenting?"

Several people frowned.

They just repented! With Chen Ze's strength, he will definitely break into the top three. Why do they think Ye Wushuang is ashamed?