The leader of the Taekwon sect scolded Wang Cheng.
"Hmph! Next one."
"If you are not convinced, keep going!"
Wang Cheng moved the soles of his feet, crossed his arms in front of him and sneered.
"I'll try."
Disciples of the Taekwon sect have never taken Wang Cheng's sect seriously.
Therefore, they will naturally not be afraid.
The people in front are not good, but there are countless young disciples behind.
This disciple of the Taekwon sect is older than the young man before.
His face is calm and his movements have the air of a master.
It does look extremely extraordinary.
"Come!"
Wang Cheng didn't talk nonsense. He had just defeated a disciple of the Taekwon sect and couldn't help but feel a little elated.
Therefore, do not wait for the opponent to stand firm before taking the initiative to attack.
The short-haired young man who was new to the Taekwon sect looked uncomfortable. He moved his steps sideways and slightly staggered his body, and then punched with his backhand.
"boom!"
At this moment, the short-haired young man's fist increased speed instantly.
It was like a cannonball that hit Wang Cheng hard on the side.
"hiss!"
The soft flesh of his waist was severely injured. Wang Cheng gasped and his body felt like it was losing strength.
"snort!"
Wang Cheng gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, turned around and kicked the short-haired young man in the side again.
The short-haired young man's expression remained extremely calm. With a turn of his wrist, he grabbed Wang Cheng's ankle with great accuracy.
"Click!"
Wang Cheng's ankle was grabbed by the short-haired young man, but he didn't move at all.
"open!"
Wang Cheng's face turned red and he struggled with all his strength.
At this time, he was standing on one foot on the ground and it was difficult for his body to maintain balance.
If the short-haired young man seizes the opportunity, he will fail miserably.
Sure enough, a sneer appeared on the corner of the short-haired young man's mouth.
How could he miss such a good opportunity?
I saw the short-haired young man pushing and pulling, and the powerful force instantly destroyed Wang Chengde's body balance.
Immediately afterwards, the short-haired young man stretched out his right leg and suddenly swept his leg.
"boom!"
Wang Cheng's legs, which were used to support his body, were also knocked down by the short-haired young man.
"Plop!"
His body lost support and Wang Cheng fell heavily to the ground.
The moment he fell to the ground, Wang Cheng didn't have time to take a breath and was about to quickly distance himself.
When masters compete, victory or defeat can be determined by seconds.
Handling details is also very important.
At this time, Wang Cheng had already shown his defeat. If he didn't quickly distance himself and regain his strength, he would surely be pursued by the short-haired young man taking advantage of the victory.
Wang Cheng has quite a lot of combat experience, so he responded immediately.
But how could that short-haired young man let Wang Cheng succeed?
His combat experience may not be less than Wang Chenglai's.
So the short-haired young man snorted coldly and stepped forward quickly.
After all, Wang Cheng's speed couldn't match him.
"boom!"
He stepped hard on Wang Cheng's chest.
At this moment, Wang Cheng almost couldn't breathe, and his chest felt like tearing pain.
"boom!"
The short-haired young man took another kick and kicked Wang Cheng five or six meters away.
Wang Cheng is now like a football, rolling very far on the ground.
The short-haired young man then stepped forward, imitating Wang Cheng's previous actions towards the Taekwon sect disciples, and put his foot on Wang Cheng's chest.
"If it weren't for the rule against killing people casually, you would be dead right now."
The short-haired young man looked at Wang Cheng condescendingly, his eyes full of disdain.
"Hahaha! Relieve your anger! Senior brother is amazing!"
The young man who was defeated by Wang Cheng laughed heartily and felt extremely happy.
"Haha, is this the best disciple of your sect?"
"I think it's nothing more than that!"
"Haha, you are so self-righteous. Do you really think that you are invincible in all circles?"
The disciples of the Taekwon sect all laughed and mocked.
The elder who led them did not mean to stop them, but just smiled with slightly narrowed eyes.
Warriors act simply and roughly.
If you can't do it, you just can't do it.
If I think you are not good enough, then I will say it and ridicule you.
Not at all, just hide it.
Therefore, at this time, the words spoken by the disciples of the Taekwon sect became increasingly unpleasant.
Li Hao and others were naturally aggrieved, but the Great Elder wouldn't let them scold him back, so they could only endure it.
"Are you satisfied?"
The short-haired young man looked down at Wang Cheng with disdain.
"Follow it!"
Wang Cheng was extremely tough and scolded him directly.
He was convinced by Lu Yu because, no matter how much he said, Lu Yu could be regarded as his fellow disciple.
Moreover, what Lu Yu did during this period made Wang Cheng admire him from the bottom of his heart.
He could blow up a sandbag made of special materials with one punch, and still come out alive after taking a walk around the warrior's restricted area.
Is this something that ordinary people can do?
Therefore, Wang Cheng admired Lu Yu from the bottom of his heart.
But who is this young man with short hair?
"If you don't accept it, I'll beat you until you do."
The short-haired young man snorted coldly and kicked Wang Chengcheng fiercely.
Every kick hit Wang Cheng's head.
Although he controlled his strength so as not to beat Wang Cheng to death directly, he still kicked Wang Cheng's face until it turned bloody.