Invincible Martial King

Seeing Lu Chen agree, the corner of Zhang Qiang's mouth slightly raised, revealing a smug look. Two days later, this newcomer knew what it meant to be first come first served. A new disciple had just entered the sect and had already made such a name for himself.    

He had already made up his mind to rub Lu Chen's spirit.    

Zhang Qiang turned around and left with his usual cold and arrogant attitude. No one dared to stand in front of him.    

"Alright, the Spiritual River s' bodies have been poured, all disciples disperse." With a wave of Xiang Wentian's hand, the originally berserk Spiritual River waterfall subsided, and he and Gao Chongshan disappeared.    

Following Deputy Peak Lord's departure, not only did the noise on the stage not die down, it became even more lively. Almost everyone's eyes were focused on Lu Chen, and one could imagine that the news of today's events would spread across the First Peak as quickly as possible.    

Lu Chen didn't stay any longer. He found Wang Hao and the others and left.    

A man dressed in white sat behind a dark red book. His facial features were distinct, especially his eyes, which were staring at the cultivation technique. His expression was focused, as if time had stopped.    

"Big brother, you have to take revenge for me. If it wasn't for Lu Chen spoiling my plans, I could have entered the sect in advance, instead of letting my family plead for mercy and end up having to go to the Second Peak to comprehend the Unparalleled Spell."    

It was Yun Haotian who had been defeated by Liu Tie in the selection competition. The white-clothed man in front of him was the Yun Family's Young Master, and at the same time, it was the direct disciple of First Peak, Yun Canghai.    

"If you can't change your personality, you will definitely suffer a loss in the future." Yun Canghai's voice sounded very soft and pleasant. Although it was a bit low, it gave people a feeling of being bathed by the spring wind. It seemed that even the scorching air had become cooler.    

"I was only underestimating him. If I meet him again, with my eyes, I will be able to defeat him." Yun Haotian twitched his mouth and said unhappily.    

"Defeat him? "You're being naive."    

"He just joined First Peak and defeated Zhou Wang as a direct disciple. He broke the record in the Spiritual River waterfall and lasted for six days. Do you think you can still beat him now?"    

"What?" Yun Haotian's face was filled with disbelief, but since his own brother had said it himself, it was naturally the truth that had already happened.    

"Damn it, he actually …" Clenching his fists tightly, Yun Haotian's face became abnormally ugly. As a member of the Yun Family, he naturally knew what it meant to see the small fry that he looked down upon during the selection competition to actually do such a thing in First Peak.    

"Since you have already entered the Second Peak, you need to cultivate properly. As for this guy called Lu Chen, he dared to make a move against my younger brother. Naturally, I won't let him off so easily." Yun Canghai glanced at him and slowly spoke. There was an indescribable power in his tone.    

"I knew Big Brother would treat me the best." Upon hearing his elder brother's words, Yun Haotian's face relaxed. With what his elder brother had said, then no matter how happy that fellow Lu Chen was, there would be no good days for him. His big brother Yun Canghai was one of the top young experts in First Peak. Besides the chief direct disciple Liu Tie, there was no one else that could contend against him.    

Lu Chen did not know that he had unintentionally offended another senior direct disciple of the First Peak. After returning from the Spiritual River waterfall, he immediately went into cultivation, after all, he needed to properly comb through the energy in his body.    

Even the young experts from the other peaks had noticed that he, the top disciple in the selection competition, was actually not a simple person to absorb energy from, and the pressure that he, the Spiritual River s, was enduring was definitely not something an ordinary disciple could endure.    

Of course, the news of Lu Chen's duel with the senior direct disciple Zhang Qiang spread out, as this matter made the entire First Peak more lively.    

Zhang Qiang was no ordinary direct disciple, but the strongest direct disciple. He had long since broken through the Innate Martial Master Level and was one of the few strong individuals in the entire First Peak.    

Because Lu Chen's style of doing things was arrogant and conceited, and also because he often relied on his qualifications and strength to bully new disciples, a lot of people did not dare to say anything. Now that Lu Chen and he chose Stony Forest as the gambling arena, there were still quite a few people who secretly hoped that Lu Chen would use this opportunity to help them vent his anger.    

As for the battle of Stony Forest between the two, whether it was Deputy Peak Lord, Xiang Wentian, or Peak Lord Gao Chongshan, they did not obstruct it. Because if they wanted to obtain better treatment in the First Peak, they had to accept various challenges, and at the same time, use their strength to subdue others.    

It was especially lively outside the Stony Forest today. Many disciples had arrived here in groups, just to see if Lu Chen, the new disciple, could pass through within six hours.    

However, many people were skeptical about this matter. Not to mention, Lu Chen was just a new disciple, even if he was one of the most outstanding direct disciples, it would still be quite difficult to pass through the Stone Woods in two to three hours.    

"There really are quite a few people."    

"I, Zhao Menger, am here to join in the fun as well." A clear and melodious voice rang out as a tall and graceful figure appeared nearby. In an instant, it attracted everyone's attention.    

"Senior Sister Zhao!" Suddenly, someone cried out in surprise. The originally crowded crowd automatically parted, opening up a path for this slim and graceful woman.    

This girl was about twenty-three years old. Her skin was smooth and fair, her eyebrows were black and exquisite, her beautiful eyes were as clear as the stars, her nose was tall and straight, and the corner of her mouth was slightly raised.    

Her figure was graceful and her figure was graceful. Her curves were convex, and her movements were light and graceful. There seemed to be a faint fragrance in the air.    

In an instant, the woman attracted the gazes of everyone present not only because of her stunning beauty, but also because she was one of the few senior direct disciples of the First Peak, a Superior Grade Martial Spirit and a Innate Martial Master Ranker. These names were enough to cause anyone to glance at her.    

"Senior Sister Zhao, why is she here?"    

"The last time I saw Senior Sister was during the last year's Four Peaks Dao Debate. I didn't expect her to appear here today."    

When Zhao Menger arrived, the surrounding area of Stony Forest was in an uproar, especially many male disciples. When they looked at Zhao Menger, their eyes were filled with undisguised admiration.