"Do you want to borrow it or not?" Duan Hong was very arrogant.
"I won't borrow it." Wang Teng raised the corner of his mouth and gave a cold smile, saying: "If you want to take action, my senior brother is ranked eighty and I want to learn a lesson."
"How brave." Duan Hong's eyes were filled with anger, a little handyman dared to challenge him.
The moment a punch was punched, there was a roar.
Wang Teng's strength has also improved greatly since he broke through to the sixth level of Martial King, and he also punched.
Click!
There was a sound of bone cracking, and Duan Hong's five fingers were immediately broken, dripping with blood.
Seeing how powerful Wang Teng's punch was, Duan Hongdang couldn't believe it was true, and said angrily: "You..." The severe pain in his hand made his whole arm tremble slightly.
Trembling…
"Senior brother's abilities are nothing more than this." Wang Teng sneered.
Hearing the unabashedly humiliating words, Duan Hong's face suddenly became filled with embarrassment and anger. He decided that he had just been careless and that if he attacked with all his strength, the other party could not be his opponent. Then he slapped a palm, and this aura had reached the level of King Wu.
It is at the level of the ninth level. Unfortunately, it is somewhat suspended. It is obvious that it has just broken through recently and is not very stable yet. Even so, it is much stronger than the people on the ninth level of Martial King.
Among young people, this is the first time that Wang Teng has encountered such a talented person, apart from his big bones on the Longmen battlefield.
But now he is no longer what he used to be, and even the tenth level of the Martial King Realm does not have much of a deterrent effect on him.
"Tiger Fist!" He shook his arms, and his divine power exploded. Under the infusion of his power, this boxing technique has already undergone a radical change, and it is no less inferior to ordinary fourth-level martial arts.
Bang! Duan Hong screamed immediately, his arm twisted, his bones were exposed, and he flew upside down and hit a boulder.
Wang Teng looked down at him and sneered: "How does it taste?"
Duan Hong was so shocked that he almost wondered if he was dreaming. How could a handyman disciple be so strong? Looking at Wang Teng's smile, a chill arose in his heart, as if he was being stared at by a terrifying beast.
He turned around and said angrily: "Get him." Those disciples were the "followers" he brought. They usually obeyed his words, but now they all turned pale and took a few steps back.
"You...don't listen to me." Duan Hong blushed.
A few of them lowered their heads in shame. Even Duan Hong was not the enemy of Wang Teng's three or two moves, and they really didn't dare.
"Hey, Junior Brother Duan Hong, it seems that he was put on the iron plate today." At this time, a harsh smile came.
Wang Teng turned around and looked in confusion, only to see a group of people approaching. The speaker was a burly man, nearly two meters tall, tall and straight, as imposing as a mountain.
"Wu Xiong." Everyone looked shocked. This was the 70th ranked master.
"Ranking seventy?" Wang Teng looked around and nodded slightly. The opponent's aura was indeed stronger than Duan Hong's.
"Junior brother, he actually defeated junior brother Duan Hong. If this spreads out, I'm afraid it will cause quite a shock in our Beifeng." Not long after Wu Xiong arrived, there was another faint smile, and a figure fell from the sky.
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It was a young man, about twenty-five or six years old, with a smile. And his appearance caused some people to change their minds and shout: "Jiang Ming, who is ranked sixty-sixth!"
"Gee, this is called stealing chicken but losing rice. Junior brother Duan Hong seems to be embarrassed to see others." Almost as soon as Jiang Ming's voice fell, another woman with a tall figure walked up from behind the rocks on the east side.
She has a pretty face and a slight smile on her lips.
Wu Xiong, Jiang Ming, and Shen Jianing, these three young masters ranked seventy, sixty-six, and sixty respectively, all came to this remote mountain road at the same time, making the atmosphere here suddenly become subtle.
Wang Teng frowned, not understanding what their intentions were.
"Why are you here?" Duan Hong looked ugly. He thought that he was really embarrassed today, but it happened that these three senior brothers and sisters saw his unbearable scene.
"Gee, I heard that you were bullied by a handyman. We came here to see if it was true." Shen Jianing said with a smile.
Duan Hong's face twitched and he sneered: "Stop pretending to me, I know your purpose very well. But I want to remind you, this little handyman is not simple. If you want to divide his animal blood pill, you'd better be careful.
point."
Wang Teng's heart sank and he thought: "It seems that the fact that I got more than 200 beast blood pills in the mission hall has caused a sensation. It has caused these geniuses to covet it."
Shen Jianing smiled and said: "Don't worry, we are not as useless as you." Then he turned his head and said softly to Wang Teng: "How are you, little junior brother."
"Senior sister, you are welcome too." Wang Teng smiled faintly.
Shen Jianing looked at his innocent and bright smile and couldn't help but feel much less defensive. She thought to herself, what kind of skills could such a young handyman have? Duan Hong must be too weak.
He smiled and said, "I heard that you exchanged more than two hundred beast blood pills at one time. Why don't you give me 50%? If anyone dares to bully you again in the future, how about my sister helping you?"
"I want 50% too." Wu Xiong sneered.
"Do you think I'm dead?" Jiang Ming snorted.
Wang Teng smiled and said: "You three want it, who should I listen to?"
Shen Jianing pursed her lips and smiled and said: "I am ranked sixty and I am the strongest, so naturally it is mine."
Wu Xiong snorted coldly: "That's not necessarily true. The ranking of Beifeng disciples changes every year. It has been almost a year since the last ranking. No one can say how our strength will change this year. What's more, we originally
It won’t cost you much.”
Jiang Ming nodded. On the surface, Shen Jianing's ranking was higher. But they didn't think that the opponent's strength could overwhelm them, because there were so many talented people in Beifeng that they were evenly matched. To put it bluntly, as long as there was no difference of twenty places, the difference was actually very small.
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Wang Teng spread his hands and said: "Since you are both dissatisfied with each other, why don't you show off and I will give the animal blood pill to whoever wins."
Wu Xiong was burly and had a hot temper. He said, "Let's fight. How can I still be afraid?" His body shook, and a powerful aura swept out. This aura has reached the tenth level of the King of Martial Arts. Compared with Duan Hong,
The slightly floating state seemed much more stable. It was obvious that it had taken some time for him to break through this step.
"Just in time, I want to see how you have progressed this year." Jiang Ming also sneered, his breath released, his robes stirred up, and he made a hunting sound.
When Shen Jianing saw this, he had no choice but to form a halo of light on his body to isolate the breath of the two people.
Seeing these three geniuses confronting each other so tit for tat, the low-strength disciples around them couldn't help but turn pale, as if they had already smelled a storm coming.
"Junior brothers, wait a minute." Shen Jianing said with a smile: "Little guy, what a good plan to sow discord."
Jiang Ming and Wu Xiong, who were still confused at first, reacted instantly after hearing this. The latter said angrily: "Oh no, this guy is setting us up to kill each other."
