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Wei Hongjiang gently withdrew his right foot, which was about to step in, and signaled Wei Wuming not to speak. The two stood at the door and looked inside.

Only when he saw a young man who looked a little strong in the middle, he mentioned Wei Hong's name, and a jealous look flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, he said loudly.

"Yes, Wei Hong just came up with an idea. He hasn't come here for so long, so it's impossible to say that he has been killed on the road." As the strong boy finished speaking, a slightly thin boy beside him also said in accordance with the situation.

"Haha, I really hope he won't be killed, otherwise I will not be able to teach him a lesson." The strong young man laughed and showed a hint of arrogant expression.

"Wei Yihang is not as good as Wei Hong, but Wei is not embarrassing. What is the difference between you talking about people behind your back and villains?" As soon as the brawny young man finished speaking, a young man with a long sword flashed in his eyes in the crowd and said lightly.

"Wei Ze, you, he. I'm so damn it. Who said that I, Wei Yihang, could not compare to him? Last time, I just lost to Wei Wuming. If Wei Hong was here now, I could take it down with one hand." Wei Yihang looked at Wei Ze, and anger flashed in his eyes and said loudly.

"Yeah?"

Wei Hong couldn't bear to listen anymore, so Ling Bo stepped forward and came directly to the yard. Seeing Wei Hong suddenly appear, the other boys also had different expressions on their faces.

Wei Yihang saw Wei Hong's sudden appearance, and his face showed a slight unnatural expression. However, immediately afterwards, he directly put away the unnatural feeling and said arrogantly: "Yes, huh, I didn't expect that you could still appear alive. However, this time, I am still the number one."

After Wei Yihang finished speaking, his martial energy was automatically released, and his whole body floated with his clothes, revealing a slight oppressive aura, pressing towards Wei Hong.

"The Eighth Grade of Warrior."

Everyone showed a look of astonishment on their faces and said in a lost voice, "You know, after breaking through the fifth level of the warrior, the more difficult it will be to practice. Among these Wei family branches, the highest cultivation level is, and only the four of them have reached the seventh level of the warrior. Now that Wei Yihang has broken through the seventh level of the warrior and reached the eighth level of the cultivation level, he naturally has the capital to be arrogant.

"Hehe, Wei Wuming, now, if you compete with me, I can defeat you in three moves. In the gap in cultivation, you won't understand how strong I am now." When Wei Yihang used his martial arts to oppress Wei Hong, he also looked at Wei Wuming and said confidently.

Wei Wuming ignored Wei Yihang at all. In his opinion, even if Wei Yihang reached the eighth-level martial arts cultivation level, he could completely defeat him with his gun intention. You know, he has not made any progress in the past few days.

Wei Yihang looked at Wei Hong with a provocative look on his face. He had already made up his mind to let Wei Hong make an ugly appearance in front of everyone. This competition and the first test, Wei Hong was completely famous. Wei Yihang had completely become a supporting role. Wei Yihang could not accept this result.

Looking at the arrogant Wei Yihang in front of him, Wei Hong shook his head slightly, said nothing, took a step directly, went out to fist, and attacked Wei Yihang directly.

"court death."

Wei Yihang saw that Wei Hong did not show his sword, and he dared to confront him head-on. He slightly curled the corner of his mouth and fisted his right hand indifferently. He only saw Wei Yihang's right fist, mixed with martial arts, flashing black, and attacked Wei Hong.

"boom!"

The two of them collided violently, and the release of martial arts made everyone retreat. Immediately afterwards, they saw Wei Yihang retreating four steps, but Wei Hong did not move at all.

"What?"

The young men present had a look of astonishment on their faces, especially the thin boy at the beginning, whose face was also flushed.

"Wei Yihang has reached the eighth-level cultivation level, but why was Wei Hong forced him to retreat?" A young man in yellow whispered in confusion next to him.

"Yes, no wonder Wei Hong was able to defeat Wei Wuming last time. It seems that he has made progress these days!" A young man in brocade clothes beside him also whispered.

...

The teenagers did not lower their voices, so Wei Yihang also heard it completely. His face turned red. He looked at Wei Hong and said angrily: "Yes, I have some ability, but I only got here. Just now, I just used less than seven points of my strength."

As Wei Yihang finished speaking, the other boys showed a look of sudden enlightenment on their faces. No wonder Wei Hong was able to force Wei Yihang to retreat.

Wei Yihang rushed towards Wei Hong with a cold face. His palms slapped at Wei Hong. At this time, the fist turned into a palm, and the palm turned silvery yellow, with a trace of suction. This is the palm technique that Wei Yihang practiced, the suction palm.

With Wei Yihang's use of it, everyone actually felt a trace of suction pulling towards Wei Yihang's side. They couldn't help but change their faces, and they quickly used their martial energy to resist. At the same time, their face also changed slightly. Just as the palm force came out, the rest of the power had such a great attack. How much pressure should Wei Hong, who was facing the palm wind, bear? This time, he would definitely not be able to withstand it.

Looking at Wei Yihang's attack, Wei Hong sneered. Wei Yihang had less than seven points of force, but he didn't even have five points of force. Looking at Wei Yihang's arrival of his palm, Wei Hong also shouted lightly.

"Bar King's Fist."

Wei Hong stepped on the ground lightly, and with his full force, there was a sound of collision with the air wherever the fist went. He punched quickly and fiercely, and directly touched Wei Yihang's palm-sucking.

"puff."

With another collision, the sneer from the corner of Wei Yihang's mouth solidified on his face. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, with a look of horror on his face.

It was still one move. When Wei Yihang sent all his strength, he was directly bombarded by Wei Hong. At this time, even a fool could see that Wei Yihang was no match for Wei Hong at all.

"hateful."

Wei Yihang's face turned ferocious and terrifying. He jumped up violently and attacked Wei Hong again. This time, Wei Yihang's figure changed very quickly. He threw three palms, three palms, and three different directions towards Wei Hong.

Expensive!

Expensive!

Expensive!

With three collisions, Wei Hong directly blocked Wei Yihang's attack. At this time, Wei Hong looked at Wei Yihang in the distance and said lightly: "Now, I'm here to attack, I won't bully you. You can just take me one knife."

Wei Yihang's face changed, he gritted his teeth and looked at Wei Hong, and said angrily: "Hey, you're such a big tone. Although I can't defeat you, it's not that easy for you to knock me down."

Wei Hong shook his head slightly, without any verbal power, and took action directly. The moment his right hand went out of the right, he turned his fist into a palm, and at this time, his right palm was like a big knife, slashing towards Wei Yihang.

"It's too much."

Seeing that Wei Hong didn't even have a big sword behind him, Wei Yihang was furious and prepared to attack Wei Hong.

However, immediately afterwards, Wei Yihang suddenly felt a pain in his chest. Before he could react, he was directly chopped away. The moment he poured it out, there was still a trace of uncertainty on Wei Yihang's face.

"I was defeated just like this?" Wei Yihang fell in the distance, bleeding from his chest, muttering dumbly.

Wei Hong stopped at this time and looked at Wei Yihang who was lying in the distance without any expression. Since he mastered the second style of the Badao Sword, he has been practicing repeatedly on the way to come, and he did not even draw his sword. He could knock Wei Yihang away with just one hand knife.

The young men who had been paying attention were silent at this time. Wei Wuming looked at Wei Hong, and there was a hint of astonishment on his face, murmured: "It's stronger."

At this time, Wei Yihang saw the young men looking at him, as if they were mocking and sarcastic eyes, which made him feel very hatred, as if he was crazy, and he was ready to attack Wei Hong again.

"stop."

A light shout came out and Wei Yihang was stopped directly. At the same time, he said in a deep voice: "Fighting is prohibited here. If you really want to fight, when you really become children of the Wei family, you can make a fair duel!"

Only when I saw a middle-aged woman suddenly appeared on the field. Obviously, she was the housekeeper of the No. 4 Courtyard here. After hearing the middle-aged woman's whisper, Wei Yihang also recovered. However, looking at Wei Hong, he showed unforgettable hatred.

Wei Hong didn't care about Wei Yihang's gaze at all. It would be fine if he didn't mess with him. If he really wanted to mess with him, Wei Hong didn't mind giving him another profound lesson.

After the middle-aged woman finished speaking, she arranged a room for Wei Hong and Wei Wuming. The No. 4 courtyard was on two floors, and it was all wooden houses separated by one. Each of these teenagers had one room.

"I'll say again, fighting is prohibited, otherwise you will be deprived of the right to this competition." After the middle-aged woman finished speaking, she left.

Wei Hong said a few words to Wei Wuming and returned to his room. However, before he could prepare to practice, Wei Ning came in. At the same time, a hint of worry appeared on his face, and he looked at Wei Hong and said, "Wei Hong, now, you are in trouble."
Chapter completed!