Chapter 142 Little mayfly, also want to shake the tree?
Who dares to disrespect the Grandmaster in person?
This is a person who can take your life from a hundred steps away.
The master was so angry that he was bleeding and floating in the oars!
Even Yue Baichuan, as a top fourth-grade master and even half-stepped into the realm of a grandmaster, would not dare to be so presumptuous.
"Boy, do you know that just by what you said just now, I can kill you a hundred times."
Sure enough, the mysterious master in the box sounded a little cold.
As a grandmaster, he has always been aloof and always says the same thing. Who dares to disobey what they say?
Not to mention, what Li Wenchan just said was a great disrespect to him.
"Kill me a hundred times? Even if I stand and let you hit me, you can't hurt me at all. How can you, a little mayfly, want to shake a tree?"
Hearing this, everyone's eyes almost jumped out of their heads.
Li Wenchan actually reduced a great master to a mere ephemera?
What is ephemera?
This is an insect that is only two to three millimeters long. It is tiny and weak, even worse than an ant.
Ants are powerful enough to easily kill mayflies.
More importantly, the life span of mayflies is very short, only a few hours.
There is a saying that goes, "One day is like a floating life, and one life is like a mayfly."
That is to say, one day is equal to the life of a mayfly.
How humiliating was Li Wenchan to compare such a small living creature, which lives and dies, with a great master?
It's like spitting in the Grandmaster's face, as if to say, 'Bah, what kind of bullshit are you'?
"Junior, no matter what your background is, you will pay the price in blood today!"
If before, the voice of this mysterious master only seemed a bit cold, now, it is full of murderous intent.
Everyone could clearly feel that from inside the box separated by a wall, a huge momentum came overwhelmingly.
"Boy, if you beg me now and offer your elixir recipe, I can save your life, how about that?"
At this moment, Yue Baichuan spoke.
He was very moved by Li Wenchan's prescription.
Like the Yuelong Pill, although it can help people break the mirror and step into the ranks of martial arts masters, it only has a short lifespan of ten years.
Who can be willing?
The stronger a person is, the more he wants to live forever.
And the high-grade Peiyuan Pill that Li Wenchan took out could actually cleanse the hair and cut the marrow, and give him a chance to become a martial arts master.
This elixir was far more attractive to him than the Yuelong Dan.
Yuelong Pill is a last resort, don't use it if you can.
"Save me?"
Li Wenchan looked at him with a half-smile.
"Yes, we, the Dragon and Tiger Sect, also have martial arts masters. It is not difficult to protect you. And I can tell you that the old master of my Dragon and Tiger Sect has taken a further step forward from the third level to the second level many years ago!"
Yue Baichuan said proudly.
"Second grade?"
As soon as this statement came out, many people around him changed their colors in shock and were shocked.
"Master, is there a big gap between the third and second grades? I can sometimes win against those of the eighth grade versus those of the seventh grade."
A young junior couldn't help but wonder when he saw everyone's expressions.
He himself is an eighth-grade external martial artist, and he has defeated those of seventh-grade.
"Nonsense, you are an external martial artist, and I am a martial arts master. How can you compare? There is a huge gap between each level of martial arts master."
"If it can be said that a third-level martial arts master has developed energy, and the power of transformation can hurt people from a distance and kill people a hundred steps away, then a second-level martial arts master has a kind of strength!"
"They will further improve the power of transforming energy. After years of precipitation and accumulation, they will refine the energy into Gang. The power of Gang Jin is far superior to transforming energy!"
"Furthermore, the power of Gang Jin can protect the body into armor. When the Gang Jin surrounds the whole body, it is like wearing armor. At this level, it is simply an indestructible iron tower. If placed in the army, it can have thousands of enemies.
My strength, swords, guns and artillery can't hurt you in the slightest."
"Although third-level martial arts masters are powerful, they don't have strong body protection. Some sniper bullets and rocket launchers can still kill them."
"The reason why Xiao Tianhao, the God of War back then, was so powerful in the world was because he was a second-grade statue. He rushed directly into the capitals of Southeast Asian countries. No submachine guns or sniper rifles could hurt him. In the end, they had no choice but to surrender!
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"Generally speaking, a second-grade grandmaster needs at least four or five third-grade masters to compete, and that's just to compete!"
After listening to his master's words, the young apprentice couldn't help but open his eyes wide.
"It turns out that a second-grade grandmaster is so powerful."
Gang Jin protects the body and is not afraid of artillery. How tyrannical is this?
"It's a pity that the second level is difficult. If one of ten third-level masters can reach the second level, it would be good. Otherwise, during the Republic of China, if the country had more second-level masters, it would not have been so miserable when invaded."
During the Republic of China, martial arts in China actually flourished for a while, and there were many masters in the country at that time.
It's a pity that most of those grandmasters are only third-grade masters.
Faced with the guns and artillery of the invaders, even the master must retreat.
No matter how strong a third-grade master is, his body is still a mortal body and will be injured and bleed.
Unlike the second-grade grandmaster, Gang Jin protects the body, and the whole body is as if it is covered with a copper wall and an iron wall, possessing terrifying defensive power.
"Old Grandmaster of Longhumen, you are walking ahead of me."
Even the old man in the box was amazed.
The third grade of Grandmaster.
Each product has a huge gap.
If the old master of Longhumen appears here, even he will treat him as a distinguished guest and not dare to offend.
However, when Li Wenchan heard this, he just sneered.
"A mere second-grade person is nothing more than a native chicken and a tile-roofed dog. Let's brag about it when we reach the first-grade one."
"You are so brave, you actually dare to insult my old master of Longhu Clan in front of me!"
Yue Baichuan suddenly became furious. For everyone in Longhumen, the old master had an extraordinary sacred status.
This is the belief and spiritual pillar of their Longhumen.
"Master, why bother talking nonsense with him? Just what he said just now, I will make his blood splatter on the spot!"
Behind Yue Baichuan, the young man who had provoked Li Wenchan before stood up again, his eyes cold.
"Okay, go and deal with him, he's not worthy of me." Yue Baichuan nodded, and immediately said to the box, "Senior, how about each of us, Longhumen and you, share the prescription in his hand?"
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Naturally, he didn't want to share such a precious elixir with others.
But now the old grandmaster of Longhumen is not here. As a half-step master, he can only take a step back.
There was silence for a moment in the box.
"Can."
After a while, he had an answer.
He didn't want to offend a second-grade grandmaster.
"So, you think you've got me?"
Li Wenchan looked at them funny, his eyes full of amusement.
"Boy, today I am going to break all your hands and feet to let you know that there are some things you cannot say. Once you say them, you will pay an unimaginable price!"
After the young man from Longhumen finished speaking, he took action like lightning.