The next day, when the sky was dark and gray, Wang Teng got up early, washed himself, and rode a green donkey to the north gate.
I saw many disciples along the way, and it seemed that most of them were discussing about the "Iron Winged Dragon Eagle".
"It seems that the iron-winged dragon sculpture has caused quite a stir in Beifeng." Wang Teng sat on the green donkey and smacked his tongue slightly. He thought that no wonder Han Feng wanted to join forces with him. With so many moves, competition is bound to happen.
It’s so intense that it’s really hard for a person to achieve anything.
The north gate is a vast area. As soon as he arrived, he saw several people waiting there from a distance.
"Junior brother, here you are." One of them was Han Feng. When he turned around and saw Wang Teng coming as promised, he was overjoyed and greeted him with a smile.
Wang Teng saw that there was morning frost on Han Feng's eyebrows. He had obviously been waiting here for a long time. It was obvious that he really paid great attention to the matter of the iron-winged dragon sculpture. He got off the donkey and said with a smile: "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long.
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"Han Feng, is this the extraordinary little handyman you mentioned?" came a harsh voice.
Wang Teng turned around and saw a man and a woman beside Han Feng. The man who spoke was about thirty years old. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle and his face was as sharp as a knife. He was riding on a fierce lion, looking down from a high position.
He sneered unceremoniously.
The woman is twenty-one or twelve years old, has a pretty appearance, and is riding on a snow-white deer.
Han Feng coughed and said with a smile: "Junior brother, let me introduce to you our two teammates." He pointed at the man and said: "This is senior brother "Dong Tianzhuo", ranked 37th in Beifeng..."
Wang Teng nodded. Although this man looked rebellious, the fluctuations emanating from his body were indeed stronger than what Han Feng wanted.
"As for this..." Han Feng pointed at the woman again and said solemnly: "She is senior sister "Lu Xiufang", a master ranked twenty-fifth."
When Wang Teng heard this, he was immediately surprised. He knew that the higher the ranking of Beifeng disciples, the higher the gold content. Han Feng was ranked forty, but his opponent was ranked twenty-fifth, which was a bit scary.
After looking at Lu Xiufang, I saw that her pretty face was cold, noble and beautiful, but her delicate body exuded a very strong aura. I am afraid that she is not too far away from breaking through to become a martial arts master. She couldn't help but sigh to herself: "It's really amazing."
Dong Tianzhuo sneered: "Silly boy, what are you looking at? Why don't you be polite when you see senior sister?"
Wang Teng then handed over his hand and said, "I, Wang Teng, have met two senior brothers and sisters."
Dong Tianzhuo saw that Wang Teng looked simple and dressed as a servant, just like a typical young man he had never seen in the market. He sneered and said: "Han Feng, is this person really good? We are going to do big things, this is not a child's play.
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Lu Xiufang also looked Wang Teng up and down with her sharp eyes, and frowned slightly, obviously doubting his ability.
Han Feng smiled dryly and said: "Don't worry, although my junior brother is a handyman, he is secretive and his strength is definitely not inferior to mine."
Dong Tianzhuo said coldly: "Huh, what can a handyman disciple do?" He turned around and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Lu, I think just in case, we should let him go, so as not to drag us back."
"Senior Brother Dong, what do you mean?" Han Feng's eyes were slightly angry: "I invited him to participate. Of course I trust his ability."
"Hey, I think this is probably some kind of relative of yours, so you took him with you on purpose, or maybe you took some benefits from him." Dong Tianzhuo sneered.
"That's nonsense." Seeing that the other party was deliberately preventing him from stepping down, Han Feng said angrily: "I lost half a move under this junior brother, and many people saw it with their own eyes. You keep saying that you are worried that others will hold you back, okay?
, why don't we two compete to see who is lagging behind."
Dong Tianzhuo's eyes turned cold and he said: "Han Feng, it's for the sake of Senior Sister Lu that I'm going to be with you. If you want to compete, okay, come on." As he spoke, his body moved, and a strong energy swept away.
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Han Feng also released his momentum and responded tit for tat.
The two of them have similar rankings and are quite contradictory. If it weren't for Lu Xiufang, they wouldn't be together at all.
"That's enough." Lu Xiufang, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, her voice clear and pleasant, and said: "We haven't even set off yet, and you are going to fight. How can we talk about anything next?"
Han Feng and Dong Tianzhuo both had their breaths stagnated and lowered their heads, not daring to refute.
"This junior brother..." After scolding the two of them, Lu Xiufang turned her eyes on Wang Teng, hesitated for a moment, and said: "There are many ferocious beasts in Panlong Ridge. If you don't have enough strength, entering will only be in vain."
Life, you might as well..."
Wang Teng smiled faintly, looked into her beautiful eyes, and said, "I wonder what kind of strength you need to join senior sister's team?"
Lu Xiufang never expected that a handyman disciple could be neither humble nor arrogant in front of her, calm and composed. While hesitating, he suddenly heard Dong Tianzhuo on the side shout loudly: "Well, as long as you can knock me back with one palm, you will be considered qualified!"
Wang Teng said: "Seriously?"
Dong Tianzhuo turned over and jumped off the mighty lion, straightened his chest, stood on the open ground, and said: "I won't bully you, as long as you can knock me back half a step." He drew a thin line on the ground.
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Han Feng said in a low voice: "Be careful, he has a needle hidden in his hair, and he practices a kind of kung fu called "Bounce Jin", which can rebound a person's energy. The harder he is hit, the stronger the rebound force will be.
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Wang Teng nodded slightly and said with a faint smile: "Senior Brother Dong, be careful."
Lu Xiufang frowned lightly, her beautiful eyes flashed, and she watched quietly.
"Come on." Dong Tianzhuo recited the "Elastic Strength" formula silently in his mind. This was a skill he learned unexpectedly. With this skill, he became somewhat famous among the many geniuses in Beifeng. He made up his mind to do it with Senior Sister Lu Xiufang.
While his performance in front of him won the praise of the beautiful woman, he also let Wang Teng beat him up and hurt Han Feng's face. He killed two birds with one stone in this way, and he couldn't help but admire his wit, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became even richer.
Wang Teng lowered his shoulders and elbows, pulled out his stance, and punched out.
Dong Tianzhuo saw that this punch was ordinary, like a person who didn't know how to practice martial arts. He was very disdainful at first. When the fist hit his chest, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised. He felt that this punch was also not strong enough.
Small, at least several thousand kilograms.
At that moment, he used the elasticity in his body to rebound the force back.
Sensing a secret shock, Wang Teng sneered at the corner of his mouth, and then exerted force, a majestic force suddenly spurted out along his arm like a mountain torrent!
Dong Tianzhuo never expected that Wang Teng's power would increase so much in an instant. His stomach suddenly turned upside down and he felt cramps, then he screamed loudly, flew dozens of meters away, and turned several somersaults on the ground.
Seeing such a scene, many disciples who were walking around were shocked.
Han Feng was also slightly startled. Although he was the only one who understood that Wang Teng was not simple, he also did not expect that he could break Dong Tianzhuo's strength so easily.
Miao looked at Wang Teng deeply, and Lu Xiufang's autumn-like eyes also showed a little strange light. If she thought this little handyman was worthless before saying this, now she was finally impressed.
