But this time, there was a strong bald man behind him.
The bald man has muscles all over his body and his skin is dark. He looks extremely strong and has a tough face.
The butler said: "My Zhao family is a martial arts family! The chosen son-in-law must also practice martial arts in the future! So you must have good physical fitness!"
"Have you seen the person behind me? He is a third-grade warrior! Anyone who can withstand his punch will be qualified to be selected by our eldest daughter, the Zhao family!"
As soon as these words came out, the scene was in an uproar!
"I'll go! A third-grade warrior! Then he can't knock me away with one punch?"
"Isn't this request too perverted? Who can bear it?"
"If I had known the requirements were so strict, I wouldn't have come!"
As soon as they heard that they were going to be punched by a third-grade warrior, all the competitors' faces instantly fell.
Among them, they are basically ordinary people who want to become the Zhao family's son-in-law and soar into the sky.
But how can ordinary people withstand a punch from a third-grade warrior?
If you're lucky, you might be able to withstand it, but if you're unlucky, you might get punched in the butt!
Everyone looked sad, but there was only one person who looked confident.
The man was 1.8 meters tall and handsome. He had his arms folded and looked proud.
"Haha, if you can't bear it, give up quickly! Otherwise, he will punch you in a while, and you will be half disabled even if you don't die!"
As soon as he said this, everyone looked at him with displeasure.
"I heard what you said, can you bear it?"
Wu Lei smiled confidently: "Oh, of course I can handle it! Because I am also a cultivator!"
After saying this, Wu Lei clenched his fists and grabbed a stone on the ground!
I saw his muscles swelled, and with all his strength, there was a click, and the stone shattered!
A second-grade warrior!
Seeing this, everyone's eyes widened.
"I'll go! He's really a warrior! A second-grade warrior!"
"Such an awesome person has come to be your son-in-law? Do we still have hope?"
"Quit, quit! If the master comes to the novice game to torture us, we will definitely have no hope!"
After Wu Lei showed his strength, more than a dozen people withdrew one after another in just a few seconds.
Even the key player on the stage nodded slightly after seeing Wu Lei.
Wu Lei's conditions and strength are very consistent with the Zhao family's selection criteria.
Wu Lei looked at the remaining people with confidence on his face: "Don't have any hopes! With me here, can the Zhao family like you? Besides, you can withstand the punch of that member of the Zhao family.
Can’t stop!”
"When the time comes, the toad won't be able to eat the swan meat, but will be punched to death! Hahaha!"
Wu Lei is very arrogant, but others dare to be angry and dare not speak out.
Because he is the only cultivator in the field! And he is also a second-grade warrior!
Only Jiang He smiled contemptuously: "How crazy. People who don't know better think he is a powerful master."
Although Jiang He's voice was not loud, it was clearly heard by everyone in the venue.
Wu Lei's expression changed instantly, and he looked at Jiang He with a gloomy expression.
"Crazy? I, Wu Lei, have the capital to be crazy! I am here today to become the son-in-law of the Zhao family! So what if I am not a master? I will definitely become a master in the future! At least I am better than you now!"
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Wu Lei is obviously overconfident. Being overconfident is arrogance.
Jiang He smiled and shook his head: "Little brother, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Don't think too highly of yourself! Besides, you are not as strong as me."
A simple sentence, but it stimulated Wu Lei's self-esteem.
Wu Lei sneered: "Am I not as strong as you? Hehe, if you have the guts, don't quit! I want to see if you can survive after being punched by a third-level warrior!"
