"I haven't fallen to the point of asking for help and begging for mercy!" Lei Ren's voice of firm refusal came again.
"Thunder Blade!"
Lei Ren's words made Demu Jingyun worried, "Don't act out of anger, you are no match for him!"
Lei Ren's words, apart from making Wang Zijun look sinister, the most embarrassing thing was Mu Wushuang.
He originally wanted to play the role of peacemaker and show off in front of various forces, but Lei Ren didn't know what to do and actually refused to apologize!
And the most unbearable thing was Lei Ren's strong tone. For a moment, he, a genius who was the leader of the four shows in Bermuda, twitched on his face and felt a little uneasy.
"Brother Wushuang, you've heard this too. It's not that I want to be cruel. Some people actually want to hit the muzzle themselves."
Wang Zijun said coldly, and pressed down hard with his right palm, trying to rely on the huge advantage of strength to give in and beg for mercy.
Lei Ren used the two secret protection techniques of Jiuding Magic and Immortal Shield Technique, and tried his best to suppress Wang Zijun with his true energy, so that Wang Zijun failed to achieve his goal.
"Haha, I'm a dog and a mouse. Brother Zijun, please do as you please. People who don't know the heights of heaven and earth deserve to be punished."
After Mu Wushuang finished speaking, he walked back to his seat and whispered to Mu Jingyun with an unhappy face: "Jingyun, you have also seen that this man is born to look like a beaten person. Since he is so demeaning to himself, there is no need for me to help him. Haha, what if?
If it were me, I would have beaten him to the point where he would kneel down and beg for mercy!"
Mu Wushuang's understatement made Mu Jingyun look a little embarrassed. Although he wanted to help Lei Ren, he didn't know how to do it.
At this moment, the thunder blade was slapped on the shoulder by Wang Zijun. Although his face turned a little red, there was no scene where the thunder blade was directly shot underground by Wang Zijun as everyone expected.
"He is a somewhat arrogant guy, but arrogance is worthless these days."
Wang Zijun directly applied his palm to the realm of Dacheng, and in an instant, the force of 20,000 kilograms suddenly fell!
The thunder blade sank a little further, but he gritted his teeth and pushed the palm of his right hand upwards, causing a burst of true energy to rise up, resisting Wang Zijun's power to suppress it.
"This guy's strength is really amazing."
Lei Ren looked at Wang Zijun and was thinking in his mind.
In fact, it was Wang Zijun who was attacking and he was defending just now.
And more importantly, he only used 70% of the power in his body. It would be difficult to know who would win and who would lose if he truly unleashed his true energy to compete with Wang Zijun.
However, Lei Ren also has his own considerations. Next year will be the Cultivation Powerful Ranking Martial Arts Tournament, and this prince is one of the four beauties, and has always attracted everyone's attention. If he takes the lead and defeats him now, there will definitely be someone more powerful in the future.
Pay attention to him. By then, it will be even more difficult for him to achieve breakthrough results in the Cultivation Powerful Ranking Martial Arts Competition.
Lei Ren didn't like the feeling of being noticed and discussed, so in full view of everyone, he deliberately showed weakness in front of Wang Zijun.
But it’s okay to show weakness, he must not be bullied by Wang Zijun!
The force of 20,000 kilograms pressed down, forcing Lei Ren to fight back.
Bang!
Lei Ren's outstretched right hand suddenly pinched Wang Zijun's right hand that patted his shoulder, and then directly grabbed Wang Zijun's right hand and pulled it aside.
Buzz!
The friction of the true energy can be heard softly, right next to Lei Ren's ears, and the bursts of true energy flow are extremely powerful.
Wang Zijun's palm carries 20,000 kilograms of power. Therefore, if Lei Ren wants to pull his palm away, in addition to having 20,000 kilograms of power, he must also have external force to win the contest.
The first time he exerted force, Wang Zijun's hand could not move.
Wang Zijun showed a mocking smile to Lei Ren. He didn't speak, but he looked more arrogant than he spoke.
"Um?"
However, the moment he smiled, he suddenly felt the energy field around him vibrate, and everyone around his face also felt the fluctuations in power.
Then, when everyone was curious, they all saw Lei Ren holding Wang Zijun's right palm and slowly pushing the latter's right palm out!
boom!
It collapsed suddenly, Wang Zijun's hand was empty, and the 20,000 kilograms of invisible power disappeared instantly.
"He can actually move 20,000 kilograms of true energy? How is that possible?!"
Wang Zijun was secretly shocked in his heart. Although he didn't say anything, his heart was already extremely shocked. When did a master in the early stage of Nascent Soul become so powerful?
"Let me go, what's going on? This son of the Divine Sword Sect actually resolved the oppression of Wang Zijun's power?"
"It's incredible. Although Wang Zijun is smiling on his face, his smile is frozen. He is probably crying in his heart right now."
"He's just an early Yuanying disciple of the Divine Sword Sect. Wang Zijun doesn't have the need to feel bad about it, right? I think he was just testing it out just now. This guy from the Divine Sword Sect is probably going to be miserable next..."
Even Mu Wushuang and others on the side had incredible expressions on their faces when they saw Lei Ren directly confronting Wang Zijun's hand just now.
"It seems that you are determined to do something right with me!"
Wang Zijun was furious. He couldn't lose face in front of everyone.
After saying that, he finally took action and slapped the thunder blade with his right hand again!
Bang!
Thunder Blade had no intention of evading, and directly faced it with a palm!
Then, the two people's infuriating fists directly faced each other, rubbing and competing in the air, and their aura suddenly spread out.
Lei Ren took two steps, but Wang Zijun took half a step back.
"Did you see, Baimu Sixiu, that's not just a boast. Once you take action, the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect will no longer be Wang Zijun's opponent, right?"
"The prince took half a step back, and the man took two steps back. Look, blood seems to be flowing out of the corners of his mouth. Haha, this is the difference in strength."
"The combat power of the mid-stage Nascent Soul is really powerful. Such an ordinary move can have such strong attack power. I really don't understand the world of genius masters."
Under the gaze of everyone, Lei Ren took half a step back, and then felt a bit salty in his throat. He could have easily suppressed the heat, but Lei Ren gave up and let a small stream of blood from his throat flow out of the corner of his mouth.
"Hmph..."
After retreating, Lei Ren sneered twice, and without waiting for Wang Zijun to speak, Lei Ren turned around and walked away.
"Haha, you have the guts, why don't you leave? You're a scaredy-cat! You're a coward!" Wang Wudi shouted from behind.
"Haha, the Shenjian Sect is scared."
"It's normal to leave if you can't fight."
"I'm afraid I'll lose my face in the future."
"I remember, this coward's name seems to be Thunder Blade."
