The second most powerful among the seven Savage Sect disciples was still crushed by Xu Ming!
"Hiss—" The head of the Huang family, who had been watching the battle calmly, couldn't help but gasped, "How old is Xu Ming? His strength is not much weaker than mine!"
The Huang family, an ancient family in the Feiyun Kingdom, has a rich foundation and is no less impressive than the Lin family. The head of the Huang family is an innate mid-level master.
"Huang Family Head, this is not necessarily true!" The Zhu Family Head was sitting next to him.
"Master Zhu, with your eyesight, can't you see that the strength Xu Ming showed just now is already at the mid-level innate level? Although he should have paid a price to perform some kind of secret technique, strength is strength, isn't it? -
I said he is not much weaker than me, am I wrong?"
"Master Huang, what I mean is that Xu Ming is not necessarily weaker than you, maybe he is stronger than you? You know, Xu Ming's strength just increased with each punch; you are sure that this is already Xu Ming's strength.
Ming’s full strength?”
"Yeah, how could I forget this!" Huang Family Patriarch clapped his thigh and said with emotion, "I never expected that our Feiyun Kingdom would produce such a stunning and stunning person!"
The head of the Zhu family shook his head: "If that boy of mine had half the talent of Xu Ming, I would be willing to die right now!"
"Half? That boy of mine, even if he has one-third of Xu Ming's talent, I will die!"
"Dad!" The young master of the Huang family is a direct disciple of an elder from Feiyun Martial Pavilion, "Don't worry, I am a filial son, and I will never watch you die!"
Dutiful son?
The head of the Huang family, a father, should have been happy when he heard this, but he slapped his son in frustration: "Look at how useless you are. The family has spent so many resources to train you, and you are still here now."
In the early stages of internal training! What a waste!"
"Dad..." The young master of the Huang family felt aggrieved, "My talent is not bad at Feiyun Martial Pavilion, right? Most of the elders' direct disciples are only in the early stages of internal training..."
At the same time, the young master of the Huang family glanced at Xu Ming with jealousy: "I'm so dizzy, how come I was born in the same era as such a genius! My father always uses him to educate me... What's the comparison between me and him?
Yes, haven’t you seen that all the disciples of the Wilderness Sect were tortured by him until they burst into tears?”
In the eyes of the young master of the Huang family, Xu Ming is the legendary: a neighbor's kid.
In the Feiyun Martial Pavilion area, Chi Xue looked at the extremely domineering Xu Ming on the stage.
Suddenly, Chi Xue shook his head and laughed at himself.
"Life is so tricky!"
Chi Xue's talent is considered superior among the many direct disciples of the elders. Because there are many direct disciples of the elders who are direct descendants of large families, they have used resources to build their cultivation since they were young. However, Chi Xue has not used many rare treasures before.
Resources. So basically, Chi Xue’s achievements in the future will be higher than those of most elders.
But so what?
Her talent is nothing compared to Xu Ming's.
"I really want to find brother Xu Ming..."
However, Chi Xue shook his head sadly: "But, Brother Xu Ming is now a person that I can only look up to. He will definitely leave Feiyun Kingdom soon and go to the Wilderness Sect... He and I are not here
A level up!”
"Besides..."
"What dignity do I have to ask Brother Xu Ming to forgive my willfulness?"
"That's it..."
Chi Xue suddenly made the decision to let go, but could she really let it go?
Suddenly, Xu Mingfu thought: "Another obsession has been eliminated?"
This elimination of obsession is what makes Chi Xue look up to herself with regret.
Undoubtedly, now that Xu Ming has successfully fulfilled the conditions, this obsession has been easily eliminated.
"Chi Xue?"
Xu Ming couldn't help but look towards the Feiyun Martial Pavilion area, but he happened to catch Chi Xue's eyes, and their eyes met.
Chi Xue's eyes were very complicated, and Xu Ming's eyes were also a little complicated.
They looked at each other for a few breaths, and suddenly, Xu Ming smiled at her.
And Chi Xue also smiled, her smile was like ice and snow melting, extremely poignant. Because she already felt that she and Xu Ming could only be ordinary friends from now on.
…
The strength Xu Ming showed in this battle shocked the entire audience.
Even Emperor Wen Mantuo was stunned for a long time: "I can't understand, I can't understand!"
You know, with his accomplishments in cultivation, it stands to reason that there should be very few battles in Feiyun that he couldn't understand. But just now, he really didn't understand!
Xu Ming's strength was beyond his comprehension.
"Has your Majesty made a decision?" the hunched figure in black asked again.
"Maybe..."
…
Xu Ming stood alone on the ring for a while, but did not see Messenger Zhao sending anyone else, so he was ready to step down to rest.
It's not because he was tired from being slapped in the face. With the intensity of the slap just now, Xu Ming just wanted to say - another hundred slaps in the face will be no problem!
However, today's ring battle is, after all, a birthday battle to cheer up the emperor, not Xu Ming's "face-slapping show battle." If there are too many slaps in the face, the atmosphere will definitely become tense, which will be detrimental to Wen Shuai.
Therefore, when Xu Ming saw that the opponent did not continue to take the initiative to get close to him, he went to the ring on his own.
However, Xu Ming was not in a hurry to be slapped in the face, but he was eager to be slapped in the face.
"Xu Ming, I have a disciple here who is very itchy and wants to learn a thing or two with you!" As he said this, Messenger Zhao pushed out a black and muscular young man.
The dark young boy suddenly lost his expression and said softly: "Master Zhao, how could you push me out? I can't even defeat Er Hao, so I am definitely not Xu Ming's opponent... Master Zhao, if I usually
If you have any shortcomings, feel free to criticize me, but please don’t let me go up and embarrass myself at this time!”
Number 1 was slapped nine times by Xu Ming and knocked unconscious. Number 2 was finally slapped away by Xu Ming. It seemed to the dark young man that he was looking for a slap in the face when he went up. It was nothing more than a slap in the face, a slap in the face.
The problem of too much and too little.
"What's wrong with you? No, you've always done a good job!" Messenger Zhao said, "You think too much. I'm not dissatisfied with you, nor do I want to trick you; I'm very satisfied with you and want to
Give you a chance to make a name for yourself!"
"A chance to become famous?" the strong black boy asked weakly.
"Yes!" Messenger Zhao secretly pointed at Xu Ming and said, "You may not think that he was so majestic just now, but I'm sure that he must be at the end of his strength now - he is a semi-innate warrior who has used secret techniques to forcibly improve himself to such a high level.
With so much strength, do you believe that he can say it without paying a big price? Now, the effect of his secret technique must have ended and he is about to enter a weak state, so he has to step down in a hurry!"
The dark, muscular young man has a straight mind and is still considering whether to go up and fight.
Messenger Zhao added: "Think about it, if he was not weak, he would definitely point at us and provoke us like he did just now! But he didn't... Go up quickly, defeat him, and become famous in one fell swoop! Think about it, Lian Erhao
You were abused by him, but you defeated him. This reputation is so great..."
It's a man. How many of them don't want to make a name for themselves?
Now that there is such a good opportunity to become famous, the dark young man finally no longer hesitates; he is afraid that if he continues to hesitate, this opportunity to become famous will be snatched away by other fellow disciples.
"Thank you, Master Zhao, for your support!"
The black and muscular young man made a fist and went straight to the stage: "Xu Ming, stop, I will fight you!"
"Oh?" Xu Ming was a little surprised - there is still someone from Messenger Zhao's side who dares to come up?