The strongest forcing system

"Little Tiger, sit down and don't show off."

The old man reprimanded, and the little guy sat down obediently, with a smug look on his face.

But everyone still keenly grasped Xiaohu's words, looked at each other, and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Seven Star Gate?Seven layers of Qi training?Single-handedly wiped out more than 500 local armed forces?

Regardless of what the first two are, the third one alone makes everyone feel like bragging.

This new moon zone has always been fighting endlessly, and there are as many armed groups as there are sheep on the grassland, although the weapons and equipment are not as complete as the regular army like Xiang Hua.

But the basic rifles, grenades, heavy machines, RPGs, etc. are still complete, and some more powerful ones have various magically modified vehicles, and even inferior versions of Wuzhi.

Not to mention those various vehicles or powerful weapons, just ordinary pistols and rifles are enough to easily kill people.

An ordinary person has basically no chance of surviving in the face of a militant, let alone killing someone's base, which in turn will destroy the family.

I'm afraid this little guy is bragging, or believing his grandpa's story.

Zhou Ziran thought to himself, he didn't believe it at all, after all, this was like a living god, how could it be in the mortal world.

The old man saw everyone's disbelief, but he didn't care. Instead, he sighed and said, "That's already happened back then. Don't mention the bravery of the old man! Back then, he was defeated by a great enemy and came back with a serious injury. Now the old man keeps practicing Qi The seventh floor is barely enough!"

Qiao Xixi blinked her big eyes and asked, "Ah! Grandpa, you were so powerful back then, who else can beat you?"

The old man sighed and said: "Hehe... there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond the people. Although I have some strength among cultivators, I dare not say that I am invincible, so how can no one defeat me?"

After a pause, the old man said again: "Although I was at the seventh level of qi training back then, there are still strong people at the eighth and ninth level of qi training."

The old man shook his head, depressed and said: "Wu Shengxiong was the one who defeated me at that time!"

"Wu Shengxiong?"

When everyone heard this name for the second time, their eyes were fixed, a little surprised.

This water area will be blocked because Wu Shengxiong wants to fight that Mr. Ye here.

Both of them were able to seal off such a large area of ​​Xixue Lake after a fight, so it can be seen that both of them must be of high status, and they are very likely to be important figures with very terrible backgrounds.

"In the current period of time when the peak of Qi training does not come out, and the ninth level of Qi training dominates, Wu Shengxiong ranks No. 17 on the Overseas Heavenly Demon List. That is an existence that everyone in the world should look up to!"

The old man sighed, his expression became even more gloomy.

Back then, he was a cultivator of the same era as Wu Shengxiong, and he was even a little stronger than Wu Shengxiong.

But now 30 years have passed, Wu Shengxiong has already established Qisha Hall in Vega, and even the disciples he has cultivated have reached the ninth level of Qi training.

One of the top four sects, one of the top ten sects of the Overseas Magic Cultivation Alliance.

On the contrary, the old man, after being seriously injured, had no choice but to step down from the head of the sect. For more than 20 years, not only did his cultivation fail to advance, but his vitality and blood also declined, and he was getting old.

The comparison between the two makes the old man even more emotional.

"This is the center of the lake! Then how are the two going to fight? On a boat? Why not find a martial arts gym or a gymnasium?"

It's just that the old man sighed, and naturally no one paid attention to it. Zhou Ziran looked back from the lake and asked the doubts in his heart.

Qiao Qianxi and the others also nodded. After all, they were just ordinary people and couldn't imagine how to fight on a small wooden boat on the lake.

Such a dangerous thing, if you are not careful, you may fall into the lake!

"Haha? Small wooden boat? Martial arts hall?"

As if he had heard something funny, the old man burst out laughing, making Qiao Qianxi and the others puzzled.

The old man withdrew his smile, and said contemptuously: "A cultivator uses the power of heaven and earth to fly into the sky and escape from the earth, and the birthday star Nanyue is nothing but ordinary. Fighting on the great lake is nothing.

What martial arts gyms and gymnasiums are you talking about? They are just places where ordinary warriors fight.Even if it is a master among warriors, if they fight inside, the entire martial arts hall may be demolished in two or three times.

Not to mention the cultivators, especially those who are cultivating at the peak of the pyramid like the ninth level of Qi training, they are probably just a snap of the fingers, and they can even wipe out the so-called martial arts. "

"No way! Is that an exaggeration?"

Qiao Xixi and the others were stunned and couldn't believe it.

Although Zhou Ziran next to him kept his mouth shut, the disdain in his eyes couldn't be more obvious. He obviously thought the old man was exaggerating.

But it's no wonder that not everyone in the provincial and aristocratic families knew the existence of cultivators, let alone Zhou Ziran, who was from a small family that only took root in Jiangling City.

"I don't blame you. After all, the cultivators on the ninth floor of qi training usually sit in one side and overlook one area, or are busy practicing, trying to reach the peak as soon as possible, or even get a glimpse of the magic of foundation building. How can they start a dispute so easily? ?
Only Mr. Ye's sudden rise, which stirred up waves and caused an uproar in the world, brought out so many things! "The old man shook his head and sighed.

Just as he was talking, the old man suddenly focused his gaze on a certain place and said, "That Wu Shengxiong is here!"

Not only the old man, but also the people on the dozen or so pleasure boats around got up and looked in a certain direction with respect in their eyes.

Qiao Xixi and the others also looked over quickly, but there was no image of a single boat on the open lake, so they couldn't help feeling puzzled.

"What about people?"

When Qiao Qianxi was surprised, suddenly a small black spot appeared in the distance, at first it was only the size of a thumb, and then it became larger, as if it was approaching this way.

Everyone could vaguely see that it turned out to be a person walking on the water. Those seemingly slow steps covered a distance of hundreds of meters in one step, like teleportation.

"This...how is this possible?"

Qiao Qianxi and the others were about to pop their eyes out, feeling as if they were dreaming, and couldn't believe what they saw with their own eyes.

Even Wu Xiaoxiao, who had been psychologically prepared for a long time, was surprised and shocked when he saw this scene.

The next moment, the man had already reached the small wooden boat in the middle of the lake, stepped up, sat down, waved his hand, and a silk thread fell into the lake water.

After finishing this movement, this person remained calm and at ease, as if he was just an ordinary fishing old man, completely inconsistent with the invincible image of stepping on water and stepping [-] meters before.

"Is... is this old man here to fish? This is the first time I've seen anyone fishing, and he's holding a silk thread in his hand!"

Seeing this scene, Qiao Qianxi and her party couldn't help but make noises, because they were far away, they couldn't see how the silk thread came out from the old man's hand, and they all thought it was an ordinary fishing line.