Entering the Dao from the Womb
Chapter 63

Killing Zhao Zhenming

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As the two teams stepped onto the ring, a uniform shout suddenly rang out from the dark audience under the ring.

"True Fate Young Master will win! Beat the lucky ones back to their original form!"

"True Fate Young Master will win! Beat the lucky ones back to their original form!"

It was the Zhennan Marquis Estate disciples who gathered together and shouted with all their strength. Their voices instantly overwhelmed all the voices and attracted the attention of all the audience.

This group of Zhennan Marquis Estate disciples were sure that Zhao Zhenming would win Jiang Ping'an, so they directly called out that Jiang Ping'an was a lucky guy to vent the anger they had suffered for the past three months.

After they shouted three or four times in a row, other spectators came to their senses and knew that the lucky guy they were talking about was Jiang Ping'an.

It has been three months, and those who initially despised Jiang Ping'an as a lucky guy have all been slapped in the face. No one dares to slander him anymore, and everyone has forgotten about it.

Moreover, in the past three months, Jiang Ping'an has taught many students martial arts and spells, and most of them sincerely admired him.

Therefore, it took the audience a while to figure out that the lucky guy was actually Senior Brother Jiang!

"Who are you? How dare you slander Senior Brother Jiang!" A student who had been taught by Jiang Ping'an shouted angrily.

Other students who had been taught by Jiang Ping'an also shouted at these Zhennan Marquis Estate disciples.

"You are not allowed to slander Senior Brother Jiang!"

"Senior Brother Jiang's strength is obvious to all, but how dare you openly slander him!"

"Damn it! There are still people questioning Senior Brother Jiang's strength? Are you blind?"

For a moment, the roar of anger swept across like a wave.

The competition is held in multiple arenas at the same time. Most of the audience gathered under this arena at this moment are here for Jiang Ping'an. Therefore, the vast majority of the audience is willing to speak out for Jiang Ping'an.

At this time, someone discovered the identity of the children of Zhennan Marquis Estate: "You are from Zhennan Marquis Estate, no wonder Senior Brother Jiang doesn't want to be named Zhao!"

Although they were overwhelmingly criticized and scorned, the Zhennan Marquis Estate disciples certainly would not stop their efforts because of this. Instead, they fought back very unconvinced.

"The lucky ones don't deserve the surname Zhao!"

"Just wait and see True Fate Young Master beat him until he has teeth all over the floor and begs for mercy on his knees!"

"Last time he relied on sneak attacks and plotting to defeat True Fate Young Master. Now that True Fate Young Master is serious, he can crush him to death with one finger!"

Seeing that the audience under the ring was about to start fighting first, the referee had to intervene and shouted, "Quiet! Silence!"

The audience reluctantly paused the quarrel.

In order to prevent the situation from getting out of control, the referee immediately announced loudly, "The competition begins!"

As the referee's voice fell, Zhao Zhenming immediately released his Primordial Sea Phenomenon.

I saw a surging divine river appearing in the sky behind him, flowing from one end of the void to the other end of the void. A Chi Dragon phantom flew out from the turbulent Divine River, making a deafening and chilling dragon roar.

Zhao Zhenming himself also slowly lifted off the ground and rose into the air. He was wearing a yellow armor and holding a long sword. He had a handsome appearance, windless hair and resolute eyes. He was brave and noble at the same time. He was a born nobleman.

Under the ring, except for the children of Zhennan Marquis Estate, it was the first time for everyone to see Zhao Zhenming release Primordial Sea Phenomenon, and they couldn't help but be shocked.

For a time, many viewers couldn't help but worry about Jiang Ping'an.

"Zhao Ping'an, fly into the air and fight me!" Zhao Zhenming looked down from a high position, pointed his sword at Jiang Ping'an, and shouted in a deep voice.

The sound was like a loud bell, which not only made the eardrums of the audience below hurt, but also spread throughout the huge martial arts square, shocking the audience watching the battle under other arenas and turning around to watch.

"My surname is Jiang, not Zhao!" Jiang Ping'an said coldly.

He did not fly up, but just pointed at Zhao Zhenming with the edge of his sword (it was not convenient to use a halberd when fighting in a small group).

do the splits!!!

Suddenly, there was a sound of Thunderclap on a sunny day, and a thunderbolt as thick as an adult's arm struck Zhao Zhenming from the void above Zhao Zhenming's head.

The sudden and deafening Thunderclap sound startled Zhao Zhenming, especially since the thunder and lightning was right above his head.

He instinctively felt the danger of death and hurriedly tried to dodge, but the lightning was so fast that it hit him hard in an instant.

He is covered in golden armor, which not only attracts thunder and lightning, but is also very conductive.

"Ah——"

Zhao Zhenming screamed miserably and fell from the sky, carrying a lot of burnt smoke.

How cool he was just now, how miserable he was now, he couldn't be more handsome for three seconds.

The instructor who had been closely monitoring the arena was confused. The lightning was too fast. First of all, he didn't expect it. Secondly, he couldn't react. Finally, he didn't have time to take action.

All the audience were stunned with shock, their minds went blank, and their faces were full of confusion.

Not only the audience under this ring, but also the audience under other rings in the distance.

"What happened?"

"Zhao Zhenming provoked Senior Brother Jiang and was punished by God?"

The disciples of Zhennan Nanfu all looked confused at first, and then clenched their fists unbearably and gritted their teeth.

True Fate Young Master, which had high hopes, failed like this?!

No, no, he died like this!!!

"Brother——" Zhao Jinglian's face changed from full of pride and expectation to disbelief and then to extreme sadness.

She cried and rushed to the ring desperately.

At this time, the instructor reacted, immediately flew onto the ring, picked up Zhao Zhenming, who did not know whether he was alive or dead, and flew away quickly to find someone to rescue him.

If this happens, this competition will naturally not be able to continue.

As Zhao Zhenming was carried away by the teacher, Zhao Jinglian turned around and pounced on Jiang Ping'an, trying to fight Jiang Ping'an.

Jiang Ping'an was not willing to fight Zhao Jinglian in public. He flew into the air, holding a sharp sword in his hand, and looked coldly at the crazy Zhao Jinglian.

From the time he was born to the age of sixteen, he was assassinated twice by Su Yingluo, the mother of Zhao Zhenming and Zhao Jinglian. Su Yingluo sent people to break into the Jiang Manor and forcibly captured him, and he was put under house arrest for twelve years!

Everything Su Yingluo does, whether Zhao Zhenming knows it or not, the source is Zhao Zhenming!

He is the cause, not a spotless white lotus.

More than two months ago, Zhao Yingpeng sent Dragon Transformation Realm family generals all the way to Yujing to kill him. It was clear that Zhao Jinglian was instigating him behind the scenes, but it was also inseparable from Zhao Zhenming.

Although he could not prove it, Zhao Jinglian's reliance on Zhao Zhenming must have been approved by Zhao Zhenming.

In all of this, do you really think that he is a sandbag who only passively gets beaten and killed and does not know how to fight back?

Do you really think he has no murderous intentions?!

About half a cup of tea later, a teacher from Hall of Law Enforcement flew over and said to Jiang Ping'an seriously, "Jiang Ping'an, come with me Hall of Law Enforcement."

"Yes." Jiang Ping'an responded calmly, turned around and flew in the direction of Hall of Law Enforcement.

Interrogation Hall who entered Hall of Law Enforcement, Supervisor Cao Yunsheng sat behind the large case handling table with serious faces.

"Meet Mr. Cao." Jiang Ping'an bowed to Cao Yunsheng as a disciple.

Cao Yunsheng stared at Jiang Ping'an with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see through Jiang Ping'an inside and out.

"Jiang Ping'an, what Thunder Art were you using just now?" Cao Yunsheng asked slowly and majestically, full of oppression.

Jiang Ping'an said, "Wind Lightning Guide."

"Nonsense!" Cao Yunsheng suddenly shouted loudly.

However, Jiang Ping'an was not frightened.

Cao Yunsheng said, "Wind Lightning Guide can't have such great power. You'd better recruit it from the ground up."

"The one I use is Wind Lightning Guide. I learned it from Lower Shock Courtyard some time ago. Professor Luo taught me. Taiwu Academy should have records." Jiang Ping'an said calmly.

Cao Yunsheng turned to a teacher and ordered, "Go and check immediately, including finding Luo Zijian and asking."

The teacher responded and left in a hurry.

Cao Yunsheng turned his eyes back to Jiang Ping'an: "Jiang Ping'an, I know the grudge between you and Zhao Zhenming. You are half brothers. I suspect that you deliberately murdered Zhao Zhenming!"

"Where's the evidence?" Jiang Ping'an asked.

Self-proof is the most difficult, so the best way is to be the one who doubts and come up with evidence.

"Zhao Zhenming has been reduced to coke by you using Thunder Art. Isn't that evidence?" Cao Yunsheng laughed a little angrily.

Jiang Ping'an shook his head and said, "Of course it's not evidence."

"When you compete in the ring, you have to go all out. Didn't Zhao Zhenming also release the most powerful Primordial Sea Phenomenon from the beginning? If what you said is evidence, can you also accuse Zhao Zhenming of deliberately murdering me?"

"In addition, as far as I know, Zhao Zhenming has entered Divine Treasury Realm. Do you want me, a Primordial Sea Realm Mid-Stage person, to retain most of my strength to compete with him?"

Cao Yunsheng was speechless.

However, he heard an important message and couldn't help but ask, "Did Zhao Zhenming really enter Divine Treasury Realm?"

"It's true." Jiang Ping'an said with certainty.

Cao Yunsheng thought about it, and logically speaking, Jiang Ping'an is right.

In a competition in the arena, you can't let a Primordial Sea Realm Mid-Stage student face off against a Divine Treasury Realm student, so that you can't use this move or that move, right?

"Zheng Baifeng, you take Jiang Ping'an to Detention Room." He ordered to a teacher.

Jiang Ping'an immediately shouted deliberately, "Mr. Cao, this is unfair!"

"What is your name, Qu?" Cao Yunsheng said angrily, "You'd better pray that Zhao Zhenming is not dead, otherwise it will be difficult for the Taiwu Academy to protect you!"

After speaking, he urged the instructor, "Take him away quickly!"

The instructor quickly walked up to Jiang Ping'an and said, "Follow me."

Jiang Ping'an stopped talking and followed the teacher out of the main hall.

But in the Yanwu Square, as Jiang Ping'an was taken away by Hall of Law Enforcement's people, the scene fell into a huge discussion and debate.

"Is Zhao Zhenming dead?"

"It's probably more bad than good. It's all burning smoke."

"If Zhao Zhenming really dies, will Senior Brother Jiang be asked to pay for it with his life?"

"Isn't that true? This is a competition in the ring."

"Zhao Zhenming is just a noob, Senior Brother Jiang can kill him with just one Thunder Art move!"

"Obviously Zhao Zhenming insisted on provoking Senior Brother Jiang, so Senior Brother Jiang casually gave him a thunderbolt. If Senior Brother Jiang is sentenced to pay for this with his life, it would be really unjust!"

"It's all Zhao Zhenming's fault, he has no strength and loves to be pushy!"

"Zhao Zhenming is only ranked seventeenth, but he provokes Senior Brother Jiang who is ranked first. He is clearly seeking death and has no one to blame!"

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