Then I saw the outer island disciple who was at the front punching an inner island disciple hard.
The inner island disciple raised his hand to resist, but his arm was broken. He was thrown away and fell heavily to the ground, unconscious on the spot.
"What?"
There was shock in all directions.
The disciple was also confused.
"Zhao Meng, you...when did you become so powerful?" the person next to him asked.
"I...I don't know either..." The man named Zhao Meng looked at his fist and said in confusion.
"Zhao Meng, be careful!" At this time, the person behind him exclaimed.
Zhao Meng immediately raised his head and saw a man raising his sword and slashing at his head.
Zhao Meng was horrified and immediately dodged to the side.
But while dodging, he was surprised to find that the man's sword swing was so slow...
What's going on?
Zhao Meng was confused, but he still kicked him subconsciously.
I don’t know if it doesn’t move, but I’ll be startled if it moves!
As soon as the leg came out, it was like lightning, hitting the man's abdomen directly.
Bang!
The man flew backwards instantly, knocking over three people with him, and then rolled to the ground and passed out on the spot.
Seeing this scene, everyone around them was dumbfounded.
Everyone around him knows who Zhao Meng is.
He is a person who turned from a slave to a disciple this year. He has only practiced Wangyou Island martial arts for a year. His talent is mediocre, but he has become stronger.
But his brute strength was simply not enough for the inner island disciples.
Logically speaking, this kind of person can be bullied by every inner island disciple, but why today...he actually defeated two people in a row? And...only used two moves?
"This power...this speed...can never be achieved by the disciples from the outer island! Zhao Meng, you...what is going on with you?" A disciple from the inner island asked tremblingly.
"I...I really don't know..." Zhao Meng looked at his hands blankly, wanting to cry without tears.
"Silver Needle, it's Silver Needle!"
At this time, someone screamed.
Everyone looked at the silver needle on Zhao Meng's body.
But he saw two silver needles tattooed on his shoulders. At this moment, the silver needles were still trembling slightly.
"Is this...impossible?" Zhao Meng said in disbelief.
"Absolutely impossible, I don't believe it!"
At this time, another roar sounded, and then a thick figure approached Zhao Meng.
Zhao Meng took a shaky breath and immediately wanted to fight back.
But the speed of this figure is much faster than the previous ones.
Oops, it’s too late!
"Senior Brother Zhao Meng, be careful!"
Xiao Cui next to him screamed, subconsciously rushed out, raised his palm and hit the man.
Snap!
The man's palm collided with Xiao Cui's, and he was unable to step forward. He spun around in the air and landed on the ground. After landing, he even retreated continuously, almost losing his balance...
