Doomsday is King Reborn

It's just a pity that although Yuan Ping is under Lao Lang's command, he has always only wanted to be a coach, not his personal bodyguard.

"Ha ha!"

"A lay disciple from Kobayashi Temple?"

"That's indeed a trick!"

"Looking at the muscles of this body, I know that it is much stronger than those six weak chickens just now!" Wu Feng looked at the old wolf's complacent look, so it was not difficult to guess his mental activities.

Therefore, before the old wolf continued to show off, Wu Feng directly praised a few words.

He did have some admiration for Xiaolin Temple, the sacred place of martial arts before the end of the world.

However, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

Yuan Ping, who had just come up to say hello to Lao Lang and show off his presence, frowned, thinking of Zhao Zhen and the other six who had just been carried away from the office building.

The six bodyguards around the old wolf.

Those were all fierce men who had fought against him.

One-on-one, Yuan Ping is sure to beat anyone.

But a pair of six.

Just thinking about it, Yuan Ping's face became a little ugly.

His eyes flickered again and again, and he looked at Wu Feng with more and more jealousy.

Yuan Ping was unwilling to admit that he was not the opponent of the six bodyguards in black suits.

But in fact, this is reality.

Not to mention the six black suits teaming up, even if two of them teamed up, it would be difficult for him to deal with it.

And if the three of them fight together, he will definitely lose.

"Mr. Wu?"

"Hearing your tone, the six of Zhao Zhen were all injured by you just now?"

"I don't know what kind of martial arts you are practicing?"

"Who did you learn from?"

"Say it, maybe I know a thing or two!"

Yuan Ping's lips twitched, looking at the indifferent expressions of Wu Feng and Qingcao, he endured and endured, but in the end he couldn't suppress the curse of jealousy, and asked in a low voice.

"Which sect?"

"Hehe, I think you have misunderstood, Master Yuan!"

"I didn't join any sect!"

"There is no teacher inheritance!"

"As for my strength, it's all self-taught, so it's not worth mentioning!"

Chapter 128 Yuan Ping's Challenge

Yuan Ping's eyes were full of jealousy, so Wu Feng knew that he was envied because of Lao Lang's praise.

However, it is mediocrity not to be envied.

So facing Yuan Ping's provocation, Wu Feng couldn't help but smile and responded lightly.

What sect.

What mentoring.

If this kind of thing is before the end of the world, there is still some gold content.

But when the end of the world broke out, zombies ravaged and evolutionary beasts ran rampant, it was difficult for martial arts, a routine technique, to exert its powerful power.

Of course, this is not Wu Feng denying the martial arts civilization that has been passed down for thousands of years in China.

It's just that it's difficult for ordinary people to unleash the true power of martial arts.

In Wu Feng's previous life, he had met a real master of martial arts.

At the same time, that guy is also a king who has awakened the energy of the thunder element.

That is true invincibility.

Among the eight kings, that person has the strongest combat power, and there is no doubt that he ranks first.

He was able to kill alien visitors and compete with the marine evolution beast on the top of the East China Sea many times. The great credit lies with that person.

However, that person's strength fully exploded after the middle of the end of the world.

Now no matter how strong that person's martial arts are, he can only protect himself.

As for the Yuan Ping in front of him, compared to that king, there is a difference of thousands of miles.

Therefore, although Wu Feng praised him in words, in fact, he didn't take him seriously at all.

What a lay disciple of Kobayashi Temple.

In Wu Feng's view, it was just a gimmick.

"kindness?"

"Teach yourself without a teacher, isn't that self-taught?"

"Mr. Wu is really joking!"

"Mr. Wolf, I don't know how strong this Mr. Wu is. I want to compete with him. I don't know if it's okay!" Yuan Ping's pupils shrank for a while, and he could see that Wu Feng was talking to him. , how perfunctory the expression is.

So immediately, a cloud of anger rose in Yuan Ping's heart.

Since Yuan Ping went down the mountain from Xiaolin Temple, he has always wanted the wind to win the wind, and the rain to win the rain. He even opened a martial arts school.

His kung fu has also been certified by authoritative organizations.

Open the stele with one hand.

Iron head gravel.