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Chapter 643: Domineering Flag Pulling
This seal character "Wu" is deeply bound to Mingqiu Niu and cannot be removed by any method.

After being stabbed by Zhou You just now, he was surprised but not panicked. The wizard had a lot of elixirs, and the special insect powder prepared by the poisonous insect was no less effective than the medicine from the Medicine King Valley.

I thought the seal characters would return after the skin and flesh grew back, but they were gone!
"How is it possible that he cut off the connection between me and my birthmark with one knife?"

Ming Qiu was confused, "Could it be that the tiger corpse in Dayin Mountain really defected to the demon clan, obtained the entire contents of the Book of All Things, and passed it on to his disciples?"

In his opinion, only the demon tricks in the Demon Book of All Things have such terrifying functions.

"Young Master, you must return to the clan as soon as possible. This matter is of great importance and must be decided by the witch chief."

Mingqiu Niu's followers were not ordinary wizards, but powerful soldiers of the Gu Dao surrounding the wizard chief. They were knowledgeable and knew that from this moment on, challenging warriors was no longer a big deal.

The most important priority now is to escort Mingqiu Niu back and have the wizards in the tribe carefully check for any abnormalities.

Ming Qiuniu looked at the arena unwillingly. On the shattered wreckage of the arena, Zhou You was holding his bronze knife.

The weapon that was once his has now become the enemy's trophy.

No matter how unwilling he was, Ming Qiuniu had to swallow his anger and leave in disgrace, or rather, run away.

Even after they were far away, he could still hear Zhou You's words coming from the wind, "Today the attack and defense have changed. Now it's my turn to challenge you. If the Jianmu tribe loses, you must leave the totem flag behind."

He staggered and broke two teeth. It was a great humiliation.

The arena is still being repaired and reshaped.

Zhou You stood on the flat ground, holding Mingqiu Niu's flesh in his palm. The panel had already recorded the seal character "Wu"
After some analysis and completion, and consuming more than 70,000 experience points, I finally had a basic understanding of this seal script.

"The connecting word '祝' is found, which can form the entry '武祝'."

"Wuzhu (mystical term): Those who serve ghosts and gods are called wu, and those who offer sacrifices and praises are called zhu. By communicating with higher beings, they can obtain guidance or strength, avoid disasters, cure diseases and exorcise evil spirits."

Is this a charlatan entry?
No matter how Zhou You looked at it, he felt that after mastering this term, the Hunshi Sect would be like a fish in water.

Alas, my clone has been quite busy lately and I don’t have time to create another account, so I’ll put this plan on hold for now.

On the rebuilt stage...

The Jianmu tribe has been forced into a desperate situation. Zhou You threatens to take their totem flag, so they have to bite the bullet and fight back.

Many warriors were also enlightened. It turned out that this was possible. If a wizard came to challenge them and lost, he would have to take down his own signboard. Conversely, if the wizard was defeated, he would also have to hand over the totem flag.

However, not every martial arts school has the incredible fighting power of Zhou You, who could smash the arena into pieces with a bronze knife.

That was an arena, built specifically for fighting. The clay and lime were compacted and compressed to one-tenth or even one-hundredth of the volume, so that even a steel knife could not cut through it.

"My Daqian Martial Arts School has a Merit Tripod, but it's too monotonous. It would be much better if we put up a totem flag as decoration."

Zhou You looked at the Jianmu tribe calmly, "Who else? Keep coming!"

Below the arena, the warriors were naturally very excited.

However, few people noticed that the group from Overlord Martial Arts School looked a little sad.

Originally at the pinnacle of the city's martial arts world, the one and only martial arts school, this honor belonged to their Overlord Martial Arts School.

The whereabouts of Yanshan and Yan Wanjun were unknown, and the remaining group of people were unable to hold on and were almost defeated by the Zixu tribe.

The eldest disciple Qin Shang was injured, but he still stayed at the scene. He looked at Zhou You as if he saw the charm of his master in his past.

Every generation has its own outstanding leader. Once it was Yanshan, but this generation’s glory goes to Zhou You.

"Zhou You, don't be so arrogant. I'm here to fight you." A wizard jumped onto the ring. He was also a genius. After a few rounds, Zhou You knocked him off the ring with a stick and broke dozens of bones in his body.

He stuck the bronze knife behind his back and replaced his weapon with a wooden stick.

In fact, everyone could see that he would not use his sword easily, and his opponents were usually only worthy of his use of a wooden stick.

After Ming Qiuniu left, the following fight was a chronicle. One wizard after another came on stage, and were knocked down after three or two rounds. The tough ones were seriously injured and had to retire, while the unlucky ones were directly beaten to death on the ring.

Before he knew it, more than ten rounds had passed, and Zhou You was still full of energy. He could lift heavy objects with a wooden stick as if it were nothing, and hit people like hitting watermelons.

Everyone also realized that the wizard's human wave offensive could not achieve the effect of a round-robin battle. Two or three rounds in a battle could not consume the opponent's energy at all.

"I don't have time to play with you either."

Zhou You looked at the totem flag of the Jianmu tribe and drew his sword. The sword light swept through like a raging tide, and the number of heads that were originally surging under the flagpole suddenly decreased by more than half, and the crowd became sparse and pitiful.

He stretched out his arm, grasped the flagpole, and pulled it straight up from the ground and held it in front of him.

"Go back now. When one of you has mastered the boxing skills, come to Daqian Martial Arts School to challenge us. If you win, you can take back the flag."

What responded to him were wounded and dead bodies all over the ground. The elite of the Jianmu tribe suffered an unprecedented blow.

In the second round, the warriors from the capital city won, and it was a crushing victory.

Zhou You has become the number one martial artist of this era, replacing the former Overlord, and is respected by everyone.

"Qing Di, go ahead. From now on, I will let you guard this flag."

The totem flag was quite heavy. Qi Qingdi's knees bent under the weight, but he gritted his teeth and held on.

He immediately realized that this was a test set for him by his master. The Jianmu tribe was full of talented people, and in order to avenge the humiliation, he must work hard to practice boxing and regain the flag.

The totem flag is planted in the martial arts hall. If it is taken back, it is equivalent to losing face for the owner of the martial arts hall.

Qi Qingdi was appointed as the flag bearer, so he had to bear this honor and face the endless challengers from the Jianmu tribe.

The greater the pressure, the stronger the motivation for growth. In the future, he will face more opponents who are geniuses and even powerful armies of the Gu Dao.

"Thank you Master!"

In the second round, Daqian Martial Arts School won a great victory.

The third round...

"Haha, I must be late. I heard that the Overlord Martial Arts School has already finished one round. It doesn't count. How can it count without me, Yan Wanjun?"

Boom, boom, boom. The sound of gravity's feet hitting the ground came, approaching step by step like drumbeats.

"Big..., it's Senior Brother Wanjun."

Many disciples of Overlord Martial Arts School were surprised to see that the person coming was Yan Wanjun.

Out of inertia, many disciples subconsciously called him the eldest brother, but suddenly realized that the eldest brother was now Qin Shang, and hurriedly changed their words.

Yan Wanjun didn't care. There was a faint black aura around him, like thick smoke. His every move was extremely domineering. A slight glance revealed an arrogant look that looked down on everyone.

The details of the Overlord Spear in his hand had also changed. The mouth had turned into a ferocious ghost head, and the spear body was covered with dark red lines that looked like blood vessels.

Strange, isn't he injured?
(End of this chapter)