This person is too serious

: Uncle Qingshan

Win…it is impossible to really win, you can only use some tricks to tie your opponent, barely use the teacher’s stunt, and by the way, announce your existence in the town in a low-key manner.

Wu Wang waved to Jin Wei, his face was full of smiles for a moment, and his handsome face, which had been exposed to the wind and sun for half a year and had lost its beauty in the next breath, stood with his head held high on the right side of the ring.

Since ancient times, the left side of the wave has lost!

“Junior Brother, don’t be too nervous,” Dong Gao said loudly, “Who will win this beast blood!”

Behind the gate of the General’s Mansion, several young people pushed and shoved each other, finally with four or five palms, they pushed the thinnest one out together.

Seeing this, Dong Po frowned, but still showed a gentle smile.

“Please come on stage!”

“Me, me?”

The young man turned his head and glared at the people behind the door, but he was still at an age of competitiveness after all, and he didn’t want to be ashamed in front of so many people, so he immediately cupped his hands as a signal and stepped forward.

After the two reported their names and stood facing each other, Dong Yu said “click and stop” before turning around and retreating to the ring.

Hundreds of townspeople fell silent at this moment, watching the two young men on the stage eagerly.

They actually knew in their hearts that the really outstanding young people had already gone to those big cities to learn from their teachers. Who would stay in this poor village? The children of the martial artists in the town have already been sent out through their connections.

As long as these two kids don’t wrestle together like they fight like ordinary people, then it’s considered a face.

“Please!”

Wu Wang cupped his hands and drank softly, retreated his left leg, and made a set of rough fists with both hands, with a strong fighting intent bursting out of his eyes.

‘Can’t win, can’t lose. ‘

The young man was also inspired to fight. At this moment, he clasped his fists with both hands, raised one foot, raised his hands flat, and shook his head suddenly. Ming.

“Wow!”

There is spiritual energy swaying around this person.

Wu Wang’s eyes lit up, although this aura has no quality, no quantity, but it does exist.

This is the practitioner!

Wu Wang strode forward, posing to throw a straight punch without fancy, let the opponent compete with him in a punch-to-punch contest!

The eyes of the young man on the opposite side burst out with sharp light, he bent his legs, jumped, and his body jumped half a meter away with lightning speed, his eyes were bright, and he uttered a strange cry:

“Wow!”

‘Choose to avoid my edge? ‘

Wu Wang opened his stance again, waited for two breaths, saw that the opponent had already blended with the move, he gave a secret praise from the bottom of his heart, leaned forward, exerted force with his feet, and punched him head-on!

The young man on the opposite side bent his legs and jumped, his figure was as fast as lightning…

“Wow!”

Wu Wang clenched his fists and rushed forward.

“Wow!”

“Wow!”

“Wow……”

With a soft snort, Wu Wu stood still in the middle of the arena, raised his left foot and lowered it slightly, the two wooden planks that set up the arena trembled at the same time, the wooden plank under the young man’s foot suddenly exploded, and the opponent was caught off guard Under it, the single leg supporting the body immediately fell into the ring.

Wu Wang rushed forward, the young man opened his hands almost subconsciously, and a slightly flustered sound came from his mouth…

“Wow… stuck! My leg is stuck!”

Two middle-aged men quickly jumped up from the side.

Wu Zhuang cupped his hands, calmly walked to the corner of the ring and stood there, with mixed feelings in his heart, for a moment he only felt that his life was full of absurdity.

These young practitioners in Emotional Town did not practice the martial arts used in fighting methods, but the ones performed by the two middle-aged martial artists before.

How is this even? Even if you fight against yourself, you don’t fight against yourself.

Dongyu jumped onto the ring and shouted again: “This is a problem with the ring, everyone counts as a draw, who is next?”

Who dares to go up among the young people in the back?

They all saw the kick that Wu Wang stomped just now, they helped build the arena, how could they not know that it was Wu Wang who did it when the planks of the arena exploded just now!

Wouldn’t it be fun for them to go up and find this kind of opponent? If you can hide, you can hide.

Dongyu frowned and shouted: “But there is still…”

Suddenly there was a chuckle from the crowd, and a female voice said: “This remote place is a remote place, Bidou is so perfunctory, I thought I could have fun watching it.”

The townspeople turned their heads to look, but saw three figures standing and squatting on a roof.

It was the woman standing on the eaves who spoke.

She looks no older than seventeen or eighteen years old. She has a pretty face and a hot figure. She is wearing a short skirt and a shirt at the moment. The hem of the skirt can only cover her buttocks. Her legs can be seen to be quite powerful at a glance, but they don’t give people the slightest hint of strength. feel.

At this moment, she was crossing her arms, her face was full of arrogance, and there was a bit of a sneer at the corner of her mouth.

There was a thin young man squatting beside the woman. At this moment, the young man was staring at Wu Wang with a pensive expression.Behind this young man and woman is a middle-aged woman, dressed in a light red battle armor, with two short blades hanging from her waist, and a long spear on her back.

The woman watched this scene with a smile, but she didn’t speak.

The woman in the short skirt said: “If I win against this little brother, will you give me the beast’s blood?”

Winter pole said warmly: “I will give it to myself.”

“Okay, I’ll come!”

“Senior sister, you are no match for him.”

The squatting boy said in a low voice, and slowly stood up, his originally calm eyes were like a knife towards Wu Wang, and he said: “Let me come and win you back the beast blood.”

The woman in the short skirt blinked and smiled stupidly, her face was inexplicably red, and her pair of long and healthy legs were rubbing against each other, she looked extremely shy.

The corner of the young man’s mouth twitched slightly, his body jumped up several times, and he landed on the ring three times out of thin air.

The girl on the eaves said tremblingly: “Senior Brother really likes me, Junior Brother, oh, Junior Brother…”

The middle-aged woman took two steps forward with a dark face, dragged the girl back, threw her on the roof behind, and stared at the ring calmly.

“Mo Feng.”

The young man who showed off his superb agility when he appeared on the stage greeted Wu Wang with his fists, his voice was clear and clear.

Wu Huang arched his hands: “Qingshan.”

“I know you,” Mo Feng raised his chin slightly.

Just as Wu Wang was about to speak, the somewhat thin young man in front of him suddenly rushed forward, his feet swayed continuously, two afterimages were drawn from the left and right of his own body, and he punched Wu Wang at the same time.

There is wind in the fist, and light in the palm.

This guy is already a martial artist at a young age!

Seeing that Lie Xin was delighted, Wu Wu reacted subconsciously, and was about to confront him head-on.

‘Only one martial skill can be used. ‘

The teacher’s words flashed through the bottom of my heart, Wu Wang turned his momentum, his toes dipped, his figure started to fall backwards, and the muscles in his chest and abdomen tensed at the same time.

Mo Feng’s fists and palms were all false moves, his legs turned forward sharply, his left foot went straight to Wu Fang’s right knee, and his right fist pointed forward with his index finger, aiming precisely at Wu Fang’s neck!

In a blink of an eye, Wu Fan pushed his palm on Mo Feng’s elbow, turned around, and passed Mo Feng back to back.

At this moment, Wu Wang has a direct chance to win, that is, to hit the opponent with his hip muscles, so as to make the opponent’s center of gravity unbalanced, and then immediately turn around and attack.

But he finally held back.

First, this is a group arena, winning or losing has nothing to do with life or death.

Second, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven should also pay attention to the degree of social death when his identity is exposed in the future.

It won’t sound good when the butt is poked out.

The two quickly opened up their posture. After a trial, Wu Wang had initially grasped this Mo Feng’s strength, and began to calculate how to achieve a draw.

However, Mo Feng seemed to have ignited his fighting spirit, and he rushed to attack Wu Wang, kicking him horizontally and flying his legs, showing his kung fu on his legs.

Wu Huang’s figure moved around, passing Mo Feng again and again, seemingly extremely thrilling, but in fact, he avoided the collision with Mo Feng every time, and he was unscathed.

The townspeople below were hooked, and there was an endless stream of applause.

The expression is very similar to [this young man, shit, this young man].

The eyelids of those martial artists twitched wildly, fearing that after the two young men finished their fight, they would ‘challenge’ them by leapfrogging.

The facial features are wrinkled into [subway, old man, mobile phone].

But at the back of the crowd, Aunt Qing and Uncle Shan subconsciously grabbed each other’s arms, nervousness was written in their eyes, as if they were afraid that Wu Wang would get hurt.

Xiao Jinwei, who was sitting on Aunt Qing’s shoulder, held her breath even more. She scratched twice with her small hand, subconsciously wanting to grab something to make her sit more stably, but she didn’t catch half a hair on Uncle Shan’s head… …

In this way, a moment of ‘fierce battle’.

Mo Feng suddenly stopped his offensive, frowned and looked at Wu Huang, sweating slightly on his forehead.

Wu Wang stared at Mo Feng with a smile, but he didn’t change his expression and was out of breath.

“Your footwork is far superior to mine,” Mo Feng said indifferently, “I should admit defeat here, but you blindly give way to make me feel a little uncomfortable, punch me head-on, win or lose, I want to see your fist. ”

“it is good.”

Wu Wang agreed, but he never expected that Mo Feng’s temper would be so direct.

Out of respect for the opponent in front of him, Wu Wang inhaled lightly, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly began to speed up.

At this moment, his figure seemed to have changed in the eyes of Mo Feng and the townspeople.

Several martial artists near the ring were in a trance, as if they could see strands of black air filling the body of this young man named Qingshan. At this moment, only black, white and gray were left in the whole world, and Qingshan’s face was blurred. The figures seemed to blend with the shadows.

It seems that as long as he moves, the mountains will fall apart.

It also seems to be a king who dominates a world, and is dissatisfied with the existence of other creatures at the moment.

Potential!

Opposite to Wu Wang, Mo Feng’s eyes were wide open, veins popped out of his forehead, his whole body was gathering strength, but his fists were trembling slightly.

Mo Feng was under the pressure of the peer opposite, and at this moment, his patience had almost reached its peak, and it was time to decide whether to retreat or advance.

Mo FengHe rushed forward suddenly, clenched his fists without fancy, and roared meaninglessly in his mouth, as if to vent something, his handsome face became a little hideous.

Wu Wang moved almost at the same time, and that direction turned into a punch he punched forward, colliding head-on with Mo Feng’s fist.

boom!

The muffled sound shook everywhere, and the spiritual energy rippled and spread in all directions.

This solid fight made the eyelids of those ordinary people twitch lightly, thinking that one of their fists was about to shatter.

At this moment, there were crackling sounds from all over the arena, and the wooden frames on all sides collapsed at the same time. Wu Wang seemed to have been prepared, and fell steadily. By the way, he grabbed Mo Feng’s wrist, and dragged him in front of him. .

Mo Feng’s eyes were full of shock, and he subconsciously clenched his fists.

Nothing unusual.

It was as if I had been hit on a ball of cotton wool just now, and the force of the collision seemed to be absorbed by the opponent’s punch, and this force was inexplicably transmitted to the ring under my feet.

How did you do it?

Even if there is a clever method of transforming power, how can he remove all his strength when making a punching movement…

“how did you do that?”

Mo Feng held Wu Wang’s arm with his backhand, staring and asked: “You just now!”

“It’s okay, you guys!”

A group of people gathered around, looking at the two people in front of them with concern.

“Use spiritual power.”

Wu Wang replied these three words with a smile, his arm trembled, Mo Feng couldn’t grasp the palm of his hand immediately, subconsciously stepped back half a step, he could only watch helplessly as Wu Wang jumped into the crowd, his figure disappeared.

“draw!”

Dong Jiao shouted these two words with a smile, but Mo Feng still couldn’t recover.

Mo Feng clearly remembered the few words his master whispered in his ear on the way here…

‘Why, you won the first place in the annual comparison of your martial arts school, and you think that at your age, it is enough to reach the sixth rank of martial arts?

This time the master took you to visit your master. It was your master who heard that your cultivation base has improved rapidly and called you to give me some advice.

Your master recently took in a young apprentice, that is, your little uncle, who has practiced for half a year, and his strength has grown quite rapidly. Letting you pass this time is to let you know that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. ‘

“Mo Feng, where did you get hurt?”

The master’s voice came from the side, and Mo Feng, who was in a daze, gradually came back to his senses, shaking his head with a dull expression.

“Master, that’s my little…”

“Brother!”

The fragrant wind rushed towards his face, and the crying voice made Mo Feng feel goosebumps all over his body.

Before he had time to dodge, he was embraced by the senior sister who rushed from the side and shook him vigorously. The softness and elasticity transmitted through the thin fabric made Mo Feng subconsciously want to break free from the embrace of the senior sister.

It’s really rare.

…

“What? This is our uncle?”

Half an hour later, at Qiu’s home.

The courtyard was quite lively, Qiu Lao sat in his wooden chair with a smile, looking at the three young people in front of him.

Behind Qiulao, there was a figure beside Senior Sister Qiuli and Senior Brother Dongyu, and it was naturally the middle-aged woman in battle armor and carrying a spear, Chunluan.

In front of Qiulao, Wu Wang stood obediently aside, bunting his clothes and leggings, a little cautious.

Beside Wu Wang are Chun Luan’s two disciples. The one who fought against Wu Wang is Mo Feng, a 19-year-old martial artist of the sixth rank, a well-known “martial arts talent”, and his family background is considered prominent. He has been a teacher since childhood Spring Luan.

The hot girl holding Mo Feng’s arm at this moment is named Fu’er, a first-rank martial artist, and a childhood sweetheart who grew up with Mo Feng.

It seems that the two of them will continue to grow up together in the future.

With a straight face, Chunluan said seriously: “You two are still not shouting? Don’t be rude!”

Mo Feng bowed his head and bowed his hands to Wu Huang, and said solemnly: “Disciple pays homage to Uncle Qingshan.”

“That’s too polite,” Wu Wang returned the courtesy with a smile.

Fu’er looked Wu Wang up and down, wondering: “Are you as old as me?”

Wu smirked without saying a word.

Just as Fu’er wanted to find a place for her precious junior brother, Chunluan said with a dark face, “Slap your ass nonsense!”

“Hmph, uncle is just uncle, and he beat my junior brother before.”

“Senior Sister,” Mo Feng said in a low voice, “Master Uncle asked me before, probably because he recognized my identity, and in the end he shattered the ring with skillful force to take care of my face.

It’s really rude of you to say that. ”

Fu’er blinked, and her attitude towards Wu Wang changed sharply, and she bowed her hands honestly: “Okay then, I’ve met my little uncle.”

Wu Wang: …

Do not have to add a small letter.

“Nephew, you don’t need to be too polite,” Wu Huang smiled and cupped his hands, “I have just started practicing, and I don’t have much accumulation yet, so I can’t give you two a greeting.”

Mo Feng asked: “Master, you have only practiced for half a year?”

“Ok.”

“Uncle, how did you do that trick just now?” Mo Feng asked, “I have also practiced the method of transforming energy with spiritual power, but I always feel that it is not very useful, and it is easy to cause internal rush of spiritual power.”

“You have to regard your own spiritual power as a whole,” Wu Wang said,”The whole body’s spiritual power runs through a series of routes. The key to transforming spiritual power into strength is not to regard spiritual power as a river, but as a lake, and use the tide of the big lake to deal with the fluctuation of power. .”

Mo Feng was thoughtful.

The three senior brothers and sisters on the side also looked thoughtful.

Old Qiu smiled and said, “Is the lesson starting now?”

“The disciple dare not.”

“Okay,” Old Qiu’s eyes were full of emotion, “I, a closed disciple, really received the blessing of the Martial God, and my understanding is absolutely perfect… Chun Luan?”

“The disciple is here!”

“I called you back this time, mainly to let you compete with your junior brother, and tell him about the outside world by the way.”

Qiu Lao said in a gentle voice:

“Among my disciples, you are the most stable right now, Qiuli and Dongyu both have hidden wounds, unable to show the full might of a martial artist.

Young people are most afraid of impetuosity in their practice, so you can suppress Qingshan for the teacher.

Coincidentally, let the two disciples like you watch from the sidelines to teach Qingshan Bengyunjin tomorrow. ”

“yes!”

Chunluan’s face was full of joy: “You two, hurry up and thank Master!”

Mo Feng’s eyes were full of fire, and he bowed deeply to Qiu Lao;

Fu’er is also quite honest, and she is pretty good at respecting teachers and teaching.

Chunluan looked at Wu Huang, and said with a smile, “What is the state of junior brother now?”

“First grade martial artist,” Wu Huang clenched his fist slightly, and shook the front of the fist to the side, and a faint shadow of the fist punched out.

“Half a year?”

Chunluan asked back.

“Well,” Wu Wang added, “I’ve been working hard since I was a child.”

Heck, heck…

Chunluan pressed her palm, her knuckles crackled, and there was a bright smile on her mouth, but there was a blood-red aura around her body.

“Wizards? My senior sister likes beating wizards the most, tsk tsk, I’ll show you all your strength with almost the strength of a third-rank martial artist!”

“Master!”

Qiu Li hurriedly shouted: “You’d better use the ninth rank of martial arts… No, it’s a little strange to use the strength of the martial arts realm.”

“That’s too much to bully him,” Chunluan waved his hand, “Don’t worry, it’s okay, the problem is not big, is the experience of more than two hundred years of fighting in the battlefield wasted?”

Wu Wang nodded solemnly, he knew that the first real contest since his practice was about to start.

Go all out!

So, after three cups of tea.

A strong power erupted from the small courtyard, the clouds in the sky seemed to freeze, and the spiritual energy within hundreds of miles suddenly rioted.

In Qiulao’s small courtyard, the female general lying in the pit on the ground trembled slightly, her strength at the martial spirit level exploded, her breath soared into the sky, and the long spear suspended on one side burst into roars of tigers!

“Junior Brother, come again, Senior Sister will use more 100,000,000,000,000,000,000 points this time.”

Wu Wang raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose.

Why are you so anxious.