Siheyuan: Back to 50 years ago, Shazhu joined the army

As He Yuzhu killed Du'e with such force, everyone present was frightened.

It turns out that when one’s martial arts attainments reach a certain level, one can really turn a person into ashes.

The ancients did not deceive me......

As for Xingkong, he looked helpless at this moment. All the original plans of their Guangtou Temple had now fallen through, and they had nothing left.

According to the rules of the competition, Du'e's death means that one of the top 10 warriors is vacant, and the warrior originally ranked 11th is automatically promoted to the 10th seat.

Originally, when it came to the top 10 competition, everyone was smart and would definitely not use any killer moves. They would just stop when the time was right, because they were all representatives of various forces and things wouldn't get too awkward.

However, it was because He Yuzhu had no sect or affiliation, had an official background, and was young and frivolous that he dared to do such a disrespectful thing.

At this moment, Xingkong saw He Yuzhu on the ring, and he felt a little angry inside. To be honest, he wanted to rush onto the ring and fight He Yuzhu to the death, and he must kill him with his own hands.

But he knew that if he really dared to do so, the nine elders beside him would definitely not let him do so, and the official would not allow him to do so either.

If he really did it, the hundreds of years of heritage of the Bald Temple would have ended with him, and he would have been the one who offended the Bald Temple.

So when he thought of this, Xingkong's murderous intent, which had originally arisen in his heart, instantly returned to calm.

As for He Yuzhu who was on the ring, he could naturally feel Xingkong's murderous intent, but he was not afraid at all. Even if the elders hidden in their Guangtou Temple came to trouble him, he felt that he could still fight.

Then, Tao Bai, the president, came to the stage and shouted loudly, "Everyone, the winner of this round is He Yuzhu!"

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After a series of competitions, the final round of the winner group began.

On the left is He Yuzhu, the representative of the Security Bureau, and on the right is the largest force at home and abroad, Yan Fandong of Red Gate, who has practiced Hung Gar to perfection.

Yan Fandong himself is in the late Grandmaster realm, and is the one with the highest cultivation in the entire third martial arts competition.

Originally, Yan Fandong thought that he could definitely get first place in this martial arts competition.

But after seeing the competition between He Yuzhu and Du'e, he had already started to back down.

Because he felt that he could only have a certain advantage against Du'e at most, but it would be difficult to injure him, let alone kill him, which he could not do at all.

However, the He Yuzhu in front of him was able to kill Du'e without any harm, which made him feel shaken.

He is now very conflicted because he is not sure he can beat He Yuzhu. If he loses to He Yuzhu now, then according to the ranking rules, he will be at most third place.

After thinking carefully, Yan Fandong backed off. He immediately raised his hand to signal the referee team in the stands.

"I surrender!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present was in an uproar, because they really didn't understand Yan Fandong's behavior. His cultivation was obviously not inferior to He Yuzhu, so why did he give up so easily?

The Sixth Elder Zhu Zan on the stand was very puzzled and immediately asked Liang Zan, who was standing beside him.

"Lao Liang, what do you think of this Yan Fandong? He is from the same school as our president, and his strength is not weak either. He can be said to be the strongest on paper. What is his purpose in doing this?"

After hearing what Zhu Zan said, Liang Zan pondered for a moment and came up with an answer.

"Old Zhu, I think Yan Fandong is playing it safe. After all, the first place in the loser group is guaranteed to be the runner-up, and if he loses to He Yuzhu here, he will be third, so I think he is playing it safe."

Liang Zan's words drew unanimous approval from the elders present.

He Yuzhu, who was standing on the ring, seemed to have guessed the opponent's intention, but he didn't say much.

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Half an hour later, all the matches in the loser group were over, and as expected, Yan Fandong became the champion of the loser group.

He and He Yuzhu will compete for first place in the final.

This is what all the warriors present are looking forward to the most, because taking first place will be enough to qualify as the president of the Chinese Warrior Association and exercise certain privileges.

At this moment, on the huge arena, there were only two people standing, He Yuzhu and Yan Fandong. Their bodies exuded the aura of pressure that only a late-stage grandmaster could have.

This violent internal energy made it difficult for the warriors watching nearby to breathe.

The elders in the stands all had solemn expressions on their faces, watching the two men's every move on the ring intently.

He Yuzhu looked at Yan Fandong who was about to give it a try and said loudly, "Brother Yan, I think there is no point in us continuing the competition. You are not my opponent."

When Yan Fandong heard He Yuzhu's arrogant words, he was stunned on the spot.

"He Yuzhu, what do you mean? Do you think I am made of mud? Don't think of me as that loser Du'e. I am much better than him."

He Yuzhu burst into laughter when faced with Yan Fandong's questioning.

"Hahaha...Brother Yan, I'm doing this for your own good. My realm is not just this level. To tell you the truth, I'm at the peak of Grandmaster."

When Yan Fandong heard the news, he was petrified.

"He Yuzhu, don't try to scare me with this. You should know that the path of a warrior is extremely difficult and training is very difficult, especially when you reach our level.

Without some opportunities, you can't get up. I don't believe that you are at the peak of your cultivation. I will definitely go all out in this game and will never give in. "

Seeing that Yan Fandong didn't understand what he was saying, He Yuzhu simply stopped pretending. He was already a dark horse and all his cards had been exposed, so it didn't matter if he exposed a little more.

Not wanting this, he immediately yelled,

“Yan Fandong, watch carefully.

open! "

As He Yuzhui finished speaking, a violent burst of true energy gushed out again.

He Yuzhu's momentum was boosted once again, and those warriors with lower cultivation levels near the stands were completely unable to withstand the internal energy emanating from He Yuzhu.

Some people have even fainted. This is the aura and pressure formed by the true energy emitted by the strong!

At this time, the ten elders sitting in the stands were all shocked. They looked at He Yuzhu in the center of the ring as if they were looking at an alien. The shock in their eyes was self-evident.

After all, He Yuzhu had reached the peak of the Grandmaster realm before he was 30 years old. This kind of person can no longer be described as a monster or a freak, he can simply be called a demigod, as if he were a legendary figure.