The Only Male Emperor in a Female-dominated World

Wang Chong is at the seventh level of the Spirit Realm, and his strength is only second to her and Ji Kaile. So why can't he even break the opponent's defense?

Are the people from the Sword Sect so powerful?

Chen Lingjun moved like a swimming dragon and came behind the opponent before he landed on the ground.

Two punches to the waist.

The speed was so fast that the people in the audience could only see the afterimage.

puff!

Wang Chong felt a sharp pain in the back of his waist and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"God-killing Claw!"

Wang Chong knew that he couldn't go on like this, so he endured the severe pain and swung out three rays of light from his claws, temporarily forcing Chen Lingjun back.

Chen Lingjun's body was filled with lightning, and he stretched out his right hand to crush the claw light.

"The Ancient Taoist Secret Art" - Tiangang Infusion.

Xuan Yizi was a little confused when he saw this scene.

How come this move is so similar to the Taoist Qiang Liu body movement, and even more powerful?

"I don't know how I have offended you, Your Excellency, to be so cruel."

Chen Lingjun was like the god of thunder, his voice was cold, "If you have no reason to convince me, don't blame me for being ruthless.

Wang Chong's body trembled when he heard this, and his eyes involuntarily glanced in the direction of Lian Shengtian.

"Stop talking nonsense and look at the claws."

Then, Wang Chong actually hid under the ring and disappeared.

There was a vibration under Chen Lingjun's feet, and the next second, three figures broke out of the ground.

Chen Lingjun retreated violently, and the three Wang Chongs attacked his head, heart, and back respectively.

Moreover, there was a black glow on the claws, and it was obvious that they were coated with a highly poisonous substance.

Under the cover of powerful spiritual consciousness, Chen Lingjun quickly found his true body, turned around and shot out two thunder fingers.

"what!"

Wang Chong was immediately shocked. He didn't expect that his true identity would be revealed so quickly.

"Fight."

The marten poison on the claws would kill any ordinary cultivator instantly if they were slightly scratched. As long as he could injure Chen Lingjun, he would surely win the match.

"Hahaha, Sect Master Lian, your disciples are really powerful."

Zuo Xinci smiled.

Ke Ruwan also shook her head with a smile on her face, the irony of which was self-evident.

Kuang Jianzi showed disdain on his face. Men are men, they always use tricks and schemes.

Lian Junxiong's handsome face was clouded with gloom, but he did not refute.

Unfortunately, Wang Chong underestimated the power of Thunder Finger.

The thunder finger pierced through the void, leaving a bloody hole in his lower abdomen.

A feeling of numbness spread throughout the body.

The next second, Wang Chong fell to the ground, convulsing all over and suffering from urinary incontinence.

Chen Ling didn't expect Wang Chong to be so stubborn that he dared to resist the Thunder Finger.

What a talent.

Under normal circumstances, Chen Lingjun would definitely beat the man to death.

But now, the character still needs to be maintained.

Chen Lingjun used his spiritual power to seal Wang Chong's wound and stop the bleeding.

To outsiders, it seemed that he was helping the other person heal.

In fact, the spiritual power containing thunder wreaked havoc in Wang Chong's body.

It is estimated that he will spend the next few years in bed.

Just when Chen Lingjun was considering whether to depose Wang Chong, the disciples of the Hehuan Sect hurriedly came on stage and carried him away.

"Junjun actually helped the enemy heal his wounds. Seriously, I cried my heart out."

"Uh, why do I feel that Wang Chong's expression has become even more painful after the healing."

"Shut up and stop slandering my idol."

.........

Wei Yingxue's lips curled up into a smile, "Junior Brother Chen, you are still so sinister."

Chen Lingjun flew to the disciple seat, and as soon as he sat down, Wu Weiyue asked him about his well-being.

He also wanted to take advantage of the opportunity under the pretext of checking his injuries.

If it weren't for the two great gods Wei Yingxue and Wu Weiyue, the disciples from various sects would have come forward to chat with them long ago.

But there are always exceptions, such as Shao Yuer.

Shao Yuer slowly walked up to Chen Lingjun and said, "Mr. Chen, congratulations on winning the game."

Without waiting for Chen Lingjun to answer.

Wu Weiyue stood up and blocked Shao Yuer's burning gaze.

"Friend Chen Dao is exhausted from the competition, please don't disturb him to rest."

"Did I ask you?"

The two women started to confront each other as soon as they met, and the atmosphere was very tense.

Chen Lingjun grabbed Wu Weiyue's right hand and pulled her back to her seat.

"Thank you, Brother Shao. Your strength is obvious to all. You have won three games in a row. You are truly a heroine."

Shao Yuer lifted her short hair from her ears, her face slightly reddened, "It's actually not that bad, the Xuantian Sect's people aren't that strong."

Xuantian Sect Disciple: ………

"Is Mr. Chen free tonight? How about having dinner together?"

In Chen Lingjun, she felt the warmth of her deceased father.

Beautiful, kind, and understanding.

"Well... I happen to be free tonight, come find me after the game."

Chen Lingjun thought for a moment and agreed.

Just a meal.

Moreover, for some reason, he always felt familiar with Shao Yuer.

The most important reason is that Shao Yuer was the first woman with short hair and a big face that he had met.

"Okay, I'll come find you then."

Shao Yuer was overjoyed.

He looked at Wu Weiyue provocatively, then turned and left.

Wu Weiyue was still immersed in the amazing softness she had just felt in her hands and ignored the other party.

In her opinion, Shao Yuer was a waste who relied on conspiracy and trickery to win, and was not worthy of too much attention.

When Kuang Jianzi saw this scene, a thoughtful look appeared on his face. He turned around and asked, "Elder Ma, I wonder if Chen Lingjun has a Taoist partner."

Ma Xuedong didn't know what the other party was planning. "As far as I know, there is none at the moment."

"That's it."

Kuang Jianzi stroked his chin.

I owe Yu'er a lot. If she were to personally act as a matchmaker and marry Chen Lingjun, it would surely make up for all the neglect I've suffered over the years.

Finally, it was the Sword Sect versus the Corpse Puppet Sect.

In the martial arts training ground, all the disciples were eagerly waiting for the final battle.

At this time, Xuan Yizi and Hui Min suddenly stood up.

The two looked at each other and communicated with each other.

Several clan leaders were puzzled by this.

"Master, Master, what happened to you?" Gongshang Qiuying asked.

Huimin said with a serious expression, "Master Gongshang, your grand event may have to be terminated."

"Oh?"

At this moment, an extremely strong bloody aura rose into the sky, dyeing the sky above the Sword Sect scarlet.

"Hehehe, how can such a grand event be without our Blood Demon Sect?"