Chapter 171 A slap in the face at the speed of light
The young woman next to him is none other than the eldest lady of the Wanyue Chamber of Commerce and the most famous beauty in Jiangcheng, Fang Qingtang.
But seeing that Fang Qingtang still had a calm expression, as if he had not been affected by the words of the people behind him at all, Wang Yuanjian couldn't help but show a look of disappointment on his face.
Along the way, he was still as considerate as before, even making small talk.
Fang Qingtang was as polite and friendly to him as before, but he always maintained an appropriate distance.
Wang Yuanjian was very distressed. He thought about it and felt that it must be because his efforts were not enough.
Faith will move mountains to open.
As long as he persists, Qingtang will be moved by him sooner or later!
Wang Yuanjian thought confidently.
Behind Wang Yuanjian and Fang Qingtang, there were about a dozen men and women.
Everyone is wearing clothes of different colors and exquisite swords, and they are all around 20 years old.
"At that time, my uncle, the most talented martial artist in our sect, competed with Zhong Yulong and was severely beaten by his subordinates. His martial arts skills could not be improved for the rest of his life, and he finally died of depression!
In this Skyfire Conference, I must learn the clever tricks from Zhong Yulong’s apprentice!" A man with a red cloth band on his head and a black short jacket outlined his strong physique said fiercely, he was obviously a disciple of Jiangcheng Jiquan Sect.
"The leader of our sect couldn't stand Zhong Yulong's evil deeds and gave some kind words of advice, but he was severely injured by him. He almost destroyed his foundation! If I can't defeat Zhong Yulong, can I still defeat his disciple?" from the Eternal Life Sect.
One disciple also said angrily.
"The previous head of our sect also died indirectly at the hands of Zhong Yulong." Wang Yuanjian suddenly turned around and continued, "My master will also arrive at this Skyfire Conference to make a break with Zhong Yulong!"
Wang Yuanjian's master is Guo Junwen, the contemporary head of the Ice Soul Sect, whose strength is unfathomable.
"Hmph! None of you are as miserable as the Cai family! Several of my uncles went fishing in a fisherman's pond and forgot to give them any money. They happened to be bumped into by Zhong Yulong, and their limbs were all broken!
This person is so violent that he is a scourge to the world! If I meet his disciples during this Heavenly Fire Conference, I will definitely break their limbs!" A man from the Cai family wearing blue and white brocade clothes said angrily.
Everyone kept accusing Zhong Yulong of his crimes, but it turned out that this group of people had gathered disciples from all the sects and aristocratic families in Jiangcheng.
Of course, there are some people who have not spoken, and not everyone has a problem with Zhong Yulong.
Jiang Cheng and his party walked into the gate of Tianhuo Town and found notices posted on the walls on both sides.
"I didn't expect that Chizhu Peak would decline to this point, and that it would need to rely on martial arts competitions to recruit punches! Haha, let's go and watch, we'd better destroy his place!" said the red-belt man from the Ji Fist Sect excitedly.
"Be careful! Whoever dares to help Chizhu Peak, we will go on stage and knock him down to see who else dares to help Chizhu Peak!" The man from the Cai family said with a ferocious smile.
"You must not compete with me, I want to be the first!" The man from the Qi family shouted loudly.
Everyone immediately gave up their plan to find an inn and rushed to the center of the town.
At this time, the competition on the martial arts stage in the center of the town was in full swing.
Liu Mang transformed into Qian Kun and easily knocked away a middle-aged woman dancing with a sword.
This woman only had two levels of Qi cultivation, which left Liu Mang quite speechless. Why was the quality of the people competing on stage getting worse and worse?
He was about to have a direct showdown with his senior brothers and sisters and ask them to determine his quota for assisting.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a group of menacing people rushing towards here in the distance. Even without asking, he knew that the target must be Chizhu Peak.
Thinking of this, Liu Mang was determined to establish the power of Chizhu Peak, so he shouted arrogantly, "There is no need to come one by one, you all come together, I will fight ten!"
Those who came to participate in the competition from all over the audience were furious.
"Boy, you will regret your arrogance!"
"Damn it, I'm so angry! I'm going to chop him to death!"
"I, King Renlong, have never been looked down upon like this since I was a child! I swear, I will definitely make him regret it!"
"Brothers, come together, no need to be polite to him!"
There was only a "squeaking" sound, and Liu Mang on the martial arts stage was immediately surrounded by more than a dozen people.
Looking at the unkind faces around him and the weapons with cold light in their hands, Liu Mang felt uneasy in his heart.
The tiger roared in his mind, the energy and blood in his body aroused, and his mind was concentrated to the extreme. Everything around him began to play slowly frame by frame in his perspective.
At the same time, the power of all the muscles, bones and even deep-seated cells in the body poured into the legs like running water. In an instant, the legs became as thick as stone pillars!
At this time, the small group from Jiangcheng also happened to arrive and heard Liu Mang's arrogant speech.
"This kid really doesn't know how to write death. He is surrounded by more than a dozen three-levelers at the same time. Even if he goes up to the ordinary fourth-level, there is probably no way to survive." The man with the red belt from the Ji Fist Sect said disdainfully.
"If Chizhu Peak is boycotted by us collectively, what kind of powerful people can we recruit?" the man from the Cai family said with a smile.
"We'll see how he dies later." A man from the Qi family said calmly.
They looked at the martial arts stage with disdain or indifference, and in an instant they turned into looks of incomparable horror.
The senior brothers and sisters of Liu Mang, who was at the top of the martial arts stage, couldn't help but open their mouths. The fifth senior sister Huang Saixian's cherry mouth even turned into an O shape.
On the martial arts stage, a dozen Qian Kun (Liu Mang) suddenly appeared with proud faces, standing in front of each enemy!
Then some punched, some kicked, and some knives struck with sharp angles, hitting the enemies in front of them one after another.
In front of him, these enemies were like powerless and stiff scarecrows, flying into the sky or floating far away, 'bang bang bang' all away from the martial arts stage!
Then, these dozen Qian Kun (Liu Mang) suddenly turned into one person again, as if what just appeared was just a phantom.
But the dozen or so third-level enemies never even touched his sleeves from beginning to end.
"How is this possible! How was this done! A clone?" the Cai family man said in shock.
"No, it's because his speed and strength are beyond the limits of ordinary people, and his footwork is extremely terrifying, probably at the level of a great master. That's why in an instant, dozens of afterimages were formed that could be almost fake." The red-belt man from the Ji Fist Sect.
Analyzed with a solemn expression.
"Furthermore, his boxing, sword and sword skills seem to be all-in-one. There is no such person in the world, but how could he be so young!" The man from the Qi family looked horrified.
Except for Wang Yuanjian who remained silent, everyone showed more or less shock.
Fang Qingtang looked at Liu Mang who was performing a martial arts battle against everyone in the distance, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
For some reason, although she had never seen this arrogant-looking man before, she always felt a sense of familiarity.
"Yan Zhiyu, didn't you just say you were going to ruin the place? You can do it now." Among the people in Jiangcheng, some people couldn't help but tease the red-belted man from the Ji Fist Sect.
The man with a red belt named Yan Zhiyu kept looking at the martial arts stage with a solemn expression, as if he didn't hear what the other party said.
"Cai Qi, didn't you say before that you wanted to teach Zhu Quan a lesson?" Someone also said to the Cai family man.
But the man named Cai Qi held his chin with his hand and looked thoughtful, as if he was thinking about the true meaning of life.
Others, such as the Changsheng Sect, the Qi Family, and others who had just clamored to smash the Chizhu Peak area to teach the assistants, after seeing Liu Mang's fierce performance, they all seemed to be mute at this moment.
Everyone seems to have forgotten their previous bold words, which even happened not long ago.
The atmosphere became a little dull and awkward for a while.