Wang Teng's sudden display of the eighth level of inner energy was like a bombshell, and instantly the crowded square was boiling.
Countless people's scalps were numb and they were shouting in horror.
"The eighth level of inner strength. Even in Tiannan City, many older generations have spent their whole lives unable to reach it. A mere seventeen-year-old boy has achieved it. This..." In the rest area, City Lord Ning also had a look on his face.
incredible.
A month ago, news came out that Wang Teng had jumped four levels in a row. Although he was surprised, he was not too worried about it.
However, a month later, this kid made leaping progress again, taking three steps in a row. He was finally shocked!
Many people know that the further you go in cultivation, the more difficult it becomes. Especially if you want to advance after the fifth level of inner strength, it would take ordinary people several years to advance one step higher. But Fang Nei, in just thirty days, has completed most of it in a lifetime.
This is completely beyond common sense.
"If we give him more time, he might be able to reach the innate level before he is twenty years old." The palms of the Chu family master hidden under the sleeves of the robe trembled a few times!
Entering the innate world at the age of twenty!
This can definitely make you famous in the Chu Kingdom and be famous for hundreds of years!
He couldn't help but feel a hint of complexity in his heart. The young man whose engagement was broken off by the Chu family seemed to be much more terrifying than they expected...
Everyone looked at Wang Teng on the ring with awe! It was as if they saw a new star with unlimited potential, rising on the small Tiannan City in a corner of the Chu Kingdom...
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"This is impossible." On the stage, Ning Wuji was shocked when he smelled Wang Teng's sudden aura!
At the age of twenty-seven or eight, he has reached the peak of the seventh level of internal energy. He is the champion of Tiannan City and has always been proud of him.
But the other party was only seventeen years old and actually surpassed him. This was no less than a basin of biting cold water pouring down from his head. His arrogant self-esteem was frozen to pieces!
Compared with the other party, his famous number one genius is simply a joke.
"This kid can't be kept." Under the deep jealousy, the murderous intention in his heart became even more intense!
"The Fourth Style of the Qiankun Sword Technique, Sweeping Thousands of Armies!" However, after Wang Teng released his breath, it was like a peerless sword unsheathed, with its sharp edges exposed and his hair flying wildly!
With a loud shout, he rotated the Dragon Falling Ancient Sword, slapped forward, and came with an unstoppable aura.
In recent times, he has also made new progress in the Qiankun sword technique. This sword technique was originally known for its strength, but now paired with this strange sword that weighs more than a thousand kilograms, it is even more powerful and powerful.
Keng!
The spurge made of Ning Wuji's fine iron was broken into two pieces.
"My life is at an end..." When Ning Wuji saw the knife, his pupils dilated and his face changed drastically. He smelled a strong smell of death on the knife, and his face became even grayer...
Wang Teng understood that killing him would be troublesome. After frowning slightly, at the critical moment, the blade turned and with a bang, the back of the blade hit the opponent's chest solidly. But the ferocious power was still great
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Click!
Ning Wuji flew more than ten meters high and fell to the ground, like a puddle of mud, vomiting blood and foaming at the mouth...
The atmosphere in the whole place suddenly stagnated!
"Victory, it is Wang Teng who wins!"
Countless people whispered in horror and trembling.
The image of the young boy standing on the ring, looking like a god in the sun, is firmly engraved in the depths of everyone's soul!
In the rest area, Mrs. Ning Qing smashed the seat with her butt, feeling depressed in her chest. Then she spat out a mouthful of blood, her face turned pale, her eyes went black, and she fainted on the spot...
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"Wuji, are you okay?" City Lord Ning nervously flew up to the ring.
At the moment, Ning Wuji was lying on the ground as if he had no bones, with a large amount of blood flowing out. His face was purple, his throat was creaking, and he could not speak a word.
City Lord Ning investigated, his face suddenly twisted, and he growled: "Wang Teng, you are so vicious!"
Seeing his proud son end up in such misery, how could he, as a father, bear it?
"Seeking death!" He clawed at Wang Teng like a mad demon. The strong wind roared, and many people trembled under this momentum!
Wang Teng's expression also changed drastically. He was a person with ten levels of inner strength, and his power was too strong.
Even though he has eight levels of inner strength, he cannot be his opponent.
"Old man Ning, do you think I, Wang Zhennan, am dead?" Wang Zhennan shouted, suddenly turned over and jumped off the ring, standing in front of Wang Teng, glaring angrily!
Two heroes with ten levels of internal strength faced each other tit for tat, and their aura made the air within a hundred meters freeze.
"Wang Zhennan, your son is so vicious. He will definitely be a disaster in the future and must be severely punished." City Lord Ning shouted with a gloomy face.
"Fart, he turned to the back of the knife and showed great mercy. Otherwise, Ning Wuji must be a corpse. It's just that you are not grateful, but you are so angry that you are embarrassed and angry, and you are using the topic as an excuse. It is simply unreasonable." Wang Zhennan shouted.
City Lord Ning said loudly: "Then he shouldn't have taken such a heavy blow. What's the difference between this and killing Wuji? Fortunately, Wuji has been in good health since he was a child, otherwise he would have been shattered to pieces."
Wang Zhennan sneered and said: "Don't forget, Ning Wuji was the one who wanted to kill him just now. Even if Wang Teng killed him, it was completely in self-defense. No matter what, Ning Wuji's life was finally saved."
"You..." Master Ning Cheng was at a loss for words. Just now, many people saw that they really couldn't tolerate sophistry. They really shot themselves in the foot. Their eyelids twitched and they shouted angrily: "Okay, you are really good."
With a flick of his sleeves and robe, he turned around and left.
"Wait a minute." Wang Teng said.
"What else do you want to do?" City Lord Ning suppressed his anger.
Wang Teng stretched out his big hand and said with a grin: "Lord City Lord, it seems that I forgot to leave something behind." Of course he was talking about the thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum!
"You..." City Lord Ning's eyes almost burst into flames.
"Presumably with your upright and upright character, you will naturally not do anything contrary to your promise in public, right?" Wang Teng said with a smile.
City Lord Ning's breathing was rapid, and his chest almost exploded with anger. The thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum was his dearest treasure. If he handed it over like this, it would be more uncomfortable than killing him. But in public, he was a dignified City Lord, so naturally he couldn't keep his face and show off.
He took out the jade box with trembling hands. He felt that there was nothing more humiliating than this in life. He gritted his teeth in a low voice and said coldly: "Most people are not lucky enough to take this thing. You should be careful and die."
"Thank you City Lord for reminding me, I will be more careful." Wang Teng took the jade box and said with a bright smile.
City Lord Ning resisted the urge to slap Wang Teng to death, his face twitched, he turned around and shouted: "Let's go!" He waved his hand and ordered his son Ning Wuji to be carried down.
