Automatic Immortal Cultivation Assist System

Chapter 53
The Taoist cultivators in the Zhengyangmen Martial Arts Field instantly went into an uproar, talking a lot!

"This is……"

"It's Zheng Jichuan from Huanglong Cave! I saw him at the exchange meeting last year! This figure...is absolutely right!"

"Huanglong Cave specializes in body training. Zheng Jichuan's Huanglong Dharma Physique is tough and indomitable. Even in last year's exchange meeting, he wasn't too embarrassed when he was defeated by Zhang Dongyan. Why is he in such a miserable state now?"

Zheng Jichuan's motionless body lying on the ground shocked the Taoist cultivators in the martial arts arena. Sun Shouqian on the arena stopped his spells when he realized something was wrong, looked at Wang Huan, nodded and jumped off the stage.

"I don't know if you are satisfied with this gift I specially brought from the Northwest?" A thick-haired, blond and blue-eyed foreign man strode in from outside the martial arts arena, and said as he walked.

I saw him wearing a black short-sleeved top with military-colored trousers, and a European-style long sword with a sheath hanging on his waist. He was taller and stronger than Zheng Jichuan on the ground by three points!
The Chongyang Taoist immediately rushed over with several Taoist boys, and after ordering the Taoist boy to take Zheng Jichuan to the hospital, he glared at Leon, "Your Excellency hurt someone in my Taoist sect and broke into my Daoist ceremony, shouldn't you give us an explanation?"

"Since you dare to go up the mountain alone, do you know if you are ready to confess your body here?"

Leon laughed loudly, and said in a loud voice: "Zheng Jichuan competed with me, but his skills were inferior to others and he was defeated by me. Even though he was seriously injured, this is all a matter of your will!"

"I saw that he was seriously injured and unable to move, so I took him on the road to the venue. Isn't that considered a great gift?"

"Otherwise he won't be able to keep up with this door's evaluation! Hahaha!"

Taoist Chongyang had a stern face, and said in a cold voice: "Your Excellency is too arrogant, don't you really take my Taoism seriously?"

Leon shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "I don't know how many real materials there are in the Taoist sect. I only know that even if Zheng Jichuan barely enters the rank, he can't match my fists!"

"Since I dared to go up the mountain today, I'm ready to leave my life here! If you really have a strong opponent in your Taoist sect, just let the horse come over!"

"My life is here, everyone is welcome to come and take it away, to rectify the name of the Taoist sect!"

After saying that, Leon didn't even look at Taoist Chongyang, and walked straight towards the ring. When he reached the front of the stage, he kicked his feet on the ground, like a mountain flying up, and landed firmly on the stage!

Taoist Chongyang was furious when Leon ignored him, but unfortunately he was nothing more than cannon fodder with his strength. After a few glances at Sun Shouqian and Xue Huanbai who were unmoved, he could only turn his expectant eyes to the back hall.

I can only wait for Uncle Zhang to come over...

The Chongyang Taoist shook his head and sighed, the overall strength of the Taoist sect was quite a bit lower than that of foreign professionals, no wonder Leon and other foreign professionals regarded the Taoist sect as nothing.

Wang Huan, who was still on the ring, saw Leon jumping up, looked at him, hesitated for a moment, then his eyes froze, and he shouted sharply: "The thief hurt my comrades and humiliated my sect! You really deserve to die!"

"Come on!"

After finishing speaking, holding a soft whip in his hand, he hurriedly approached Leon!

"Are there all the stunned young men like you in the Taoist sect?" Leon frowned and looked at Wang Huan who was rushing towards him, and kicked straight towards Wang Huan's head!

Wang Huan, who is 1.7 meters tall, is like a child in front of Lyon, who is [-] meters tall. Seeing Leon lift his foot on the spot, showing his big flaws, his eyes flashed, and his figure became short, avoiding Lyon's sweeping kick!
At the same time, he swung the soft whip in his hand and wrapped it around Leon's thigh, pulled himself to the front of Leon with all his strength, and pushed his elbow to his abdomen with all his true energy!
"Hmph!" Leon snorted angrily, before he could turn around in a blink of an eye, he incited his fighting spirit and took Wang Huan's elbow hard. While his lower abdomen hurt, he threw out a heavy fist with hatred, pointing directly at Wang Huan's back!

Wang Huan hit Jiangong and was about to retreat, but was blocked by Leon's heavy punch. He barely twisted his upper body, crossed his hands in front of him, and was directly sent flying by Leon's heavy punch!

"Wow——" Wang Huan fell to the ground with blood spurting from his mouth. Just as he was about to prop up his upper body, his hands were so painful that he couldn't use his strength. He could only lie on the ground panting for breath.

"Vulnerable!" Leon felt a hot, burning pain in his lower abdomen. He was so angry that he was about to step forward to finish Wang Huan, when a clearer and more passionate voice came from the direction of the back hall!

"Your Excellency is here with a gift, and I welcome you at Zhengyang Gate!"

"It's not rude to come and go! Now use the long sword in my hand to show my solemnity at Zhengyangmen!"

A red figure, like a flying fairy, flew from the back hall, with a long sword in his hand as thin as a cicada's wings, and the cold light shone, and suddenly transformed into countless sword shadows like thousands of sails chasing the waves, covering the big holes all over Leon's body!
Zhang Dongyan!
Hu Li suppressed the urge to save people for the time being, and silently followed the changes on the field.

"It's Zhang Shaxing from Zhengyangmen!"

"This change in swordsmanship... dazzled me..."

"Although Zhang Dongyan is strong, but I think there is a lot of power there, and I can knock that king... Wang or something into the air with one punch, can Zhang Dongyan do it?"

"It's hard to say... Why don't they come together with these geniuses?"

"Together? Even if we win the beating, won't it be a joke if it spreads to my family? What's more terrible is that if you don't fight, then..."

"It's Senior Zhang!" Daoist Fuchen said excitedly when he saw the person coming, "Senior Zhang's Chunyang Melting Snow Sword is profound and mysterious, and he will definitely be able to lift this place under the sword!"

Leon turned his head to look at the sword shadow who was already close at hand, and roared, arousing his fighting spirit, the hair all over his body stood on end, and a layer of shining yellow light appeared on his body surface!
He covered his face with his hands, went up to him, and crashed directly into the shadow of the sword!
"You Chinese people like to engage in these fancy things...huh?"

Leon wanted to break Zhang Dongyan's swordsmanship with his hard work, but when he rushed into the shadow of the sword, he realized something was wrong!
The battle energy in the sword on his body melted rapidly, and he couldn't protect him at all. He was scratched with bloodstains, and he jumped back quickly!

"Your swordsmanship...isn't right..." Leon stepped back again and again, looking at Zhang Dongyan who was standing next to Wang Huan in surprise.

The long sword in Zhang Dongyan's hand is certainly extraordinary, but if it wasn't for the strange sword energy on the sword that completely dissipated the fighting energy outside his body, no matter how sharp the long sword in Zhang Dongyan's hand was, it wouldn't be able to touch his body!

"Chunyang Melting Snow Sword is designed to break all kinds of body protection energy." Zhang Dongyan said coldly, leaning over to check Wang Huan's injury, and seeing that he was conscious, he ordered Daotong to carry him down.

Leon grinned and looked at the scars on his body, reached out and untied the long sword at his waist, and held the sword by his side with both hands, "You also come to eat me with a sword! Drink——"

Zhang Dongyan indifferently looked at Leon who was rushing forward with the sword, and unloaded the long sword in his hand, blocking the long sword in Leon's hand, and with changing steps, the sword pointed at Leon's palace!
"caught you!"

Leon let out a roar, his fighting spirit was lifted, he let go of the long sword in his hand, his right fist was shining with yellow light, and he went straight to Zhang Dongyan's face, as if he wanted to exchange injuries with Zhang Dongyan!

"Drink!"

(End of this chapter)