Six hundred and seventieth nine chapters eight seals
boom!
The thunder suddenly broke out, like an earth dragon turning over, shaking the entire mountain top, violent wind swept across, the surrounding mountains and forests roared, and many even flew up.
Everyone was dumbfounded, their jaws almost dropped to the ground, looking in disbelief at the two people who leaned together and then separated as if nothing had happened.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe that the physical strength alone could erupt with such terrifying power, and even several people with weaker cultivation levels were blown backwards by the strong wind.
Even if he stood still, his face would feel pain. If it weren't for the automatic protection of the body's true energy or true energy, the skin might be scratched!
"It's amazing. I didn't expect that the weak Eastern Song Dynasty would produce such a talented person as you, both internally and externally!"
The two bald men's pupils shrank and their expressions became more solemn. Especially the man who collided with Wu Ming had excitement in his eyes. Not only did he not flinch, but he was eager to try.
"Wei Wu's soldiers are better than seeing them a hundred times!"
Wu Ming felt no complacency and said in a solemn tone.
It seemed like just a casual collision, but in fact both of them used more than 50% of their physical strength. This was a pure confrontation of strength!
The difference is that Wu Ming is just innate, while the other party is already a master, but his physical strength is almost the same!
"Holy Armor Gate, Chu Ge!"
The bald man said seriously.
"Wu Ziming!"
Wu Ming returned the favor.
"King Wu?"
Another bald man's eyes narrowed slightly, his rough face full of flesh suddenly became more ferocious, and he said in a cold voice, "Who are you, King Wu Wu Xiong?"
"It's the ancestor!"
Wu Ming's heart moved and his face showed pride.
Back then, when he was being chased in the Gu family's fiefdom, he met Wang Peng on the road. Wang Hu led the Wei army on a mission. He did not hesitate to offend the Gu family and took action to protect him. He once talked about what happened in his early years.
When Wu Xiong was still alive, he fought against the soldiers of the Southern Wei Dynasty in Yunmengze in the south, trying to prevent Zhao Lingye, the previous emperor of the Song Dynasty, from escaping and returning to Beijing to ascend the throne.
I don’t know the details of that battle, but it was able to force the Beiwei army wearing infantry armor to suffer heavy losses. It was only possible to save the seeds with the help of outsiders, which shows how tragic it was!
Similarly, even though the Wei soldiers were unparalleled in the world and claimed to be unscathed in a hundred battles, they could not hope to gain any favor against the elite of the elites of the Song Dynasty - the Beiwei Army, coupled with the Bu Renjia with unparalleled defense.
"Okay, okay, my master once said that not being able to fight against the old King Wu would be a lifelong regret. Meeting the prince today is really a God-given opportunity. The prince must not mind and fulfill Chu Cang's filial piety, right?"
Another bald man stepped forward, his aura rising sharply, and the air on the top of the mountain suddenly froze.
"Brother, you cannot be the sole master of this matter. I am also a disciple of Master. Since I have to meet the grandson of the old King Wu, I must fulfill my filial piety!"
Chu Ge shouted dissatisfied.
"I am the eldest brother, so I should take care of you. This hard work should be done by me!"
"I am your younger brother, you should let me go..."
Everyone was speechless when they saw the two brothers quarreling over who would fight Wu Ming first. They seemed to be trying to determine the winner and the order of attack.
Where does this weird thing come from?
Even the Southern Wei Dynasty couldn't stand it and turned away without leaving a trace!
"Looking at the appearance of the two of them, they are handsome and similar in appearance. They should be brothers without a doubt. They also come from the same school. They must be proficient in the art of calculation. I am not talented, but I would like to learn from you!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"Arrogant!"
"ignorance!"
"madness!"
Everyone in the Southern Wei Dynasty sneered to show their disdain.
Although Wu Ming and Chu Ge fought against each other, and it seemed that there was no winner, it did not mean that he was Chu Ge's opponent, let alone fighting them both at the same time.
It should be understood that the art of summation is not a simple one plus one to enhance the power. If there is a superior combination attack secret technique, combined with spiritual communication, and the coordination is so wonderful, the power can explode in a geometric pattern.
But looking at the similar appearance of the two brothers, you know that they are not just brothers, but nine out of ten are twins. This is the best combination for practicing joint attack martial arts!
In addition, the extraordinary inheritance of the Holy Armor Sect complements it, and its power is doubled, which cannot be measured by common sense.
"Your Majesty, you can't be trusted!"
Zhong Yi urged in a hurry.
Although he provoked Wu Ming before, it did not mean hatred.
In the public sphere, Wu Ming represents the Song Dynasty. The stronger he is, the more he can fight for the interests of the Song Dynasty. In the private sector, he has been favored by Wu Ming this time, and he does not want to see anything happen to him.
Yu Xiaoqin and others also tried to persuade him, but quite a few Song Tianjiao looked on with cold eyes, and there were also some who showed sarcasm on their faces.
These people may have various reasons, or they may simply be unhappy with Wu Ming. Even though they are in the same camp on the surface, they are just not easy to take action. They are happy to see Wu Ming defeated.
Since ancient times, there has never been a shortage of people who fight internally and are experts at fighting externally.
This phenomenon was particularly serious in the Song Dynasty when the civil service was strong but the military service was weak. Even if a martial artist was taught by rotten Confucians, he would not have much awareness of the overall situation in his subconscious mind!
"You are much crazier than I thought!"
"I hope you are not talking nonsense and ruining the reputation of the old King Wu!"
The two brothers looked grave and said.
"please!"
Wu Ming ignored the good intentions of Zhong Yi and others and pointed at the Bluestone Square not far away.
Although it is a Dian Ke Office, martial arts are very popular in China. A place like this that entertains distinguished guests has extremely comprehensive facilities. Even the training place is equipped with a special spirit gathering array, let alone a place for martial arts fighting!
"readily!"
The two brothers did not refuse, nor did they feel the slightest sense of shame in bullying the smaller ones. They were always against the enemy. They came and went together, even when facing stronger ones.
If you really want to fight one on one, you will really feel a little uncomfortable.
"Wait!"
At this moment, a young man dressed as a scribe stood up from the Southern Wei Dynasty.
"Qu Lun, do you dare to stop someone?"
The two brothers looked evil at the same time.
"The two brothers misunderstood!"
Qu Lun smiled slightly and looked at Wu Mingdao, "Since Brother Wu is so confident, maybe he has full authority to represent the Eastern Song Dynasty?"
"I am the leader of this trip to the Song Dynasty!"
Wu Ming's heart was like a mirror, he already knew what this person was going to say, and said directly, "If I lose, the guest house on the top of the mountain should be given up!"
"Hmph, what qualifications does Wu Ming have to be so trusting?"
Before the Southern Wei side could say anything, some people on the Song side were already dissatisfied.
"Yes, although your strength is not weak, these two are the true successors of the Shengjia Sect, and they are both internal and external masters. They are good at joint attack martial arts. It doesn't matter if you lose, but you will lose the face of the entire Song Dynasty!"
"It's okay for you to be arrogant and arrogant in the Song Dynasty. You relied on the king to show off your prestige and your ancestors' achievements. The court didn't bother to argue with you. But if you ignore the overall situation and lose big because of small things, you are a sinner!"
With the first, there was the second. Many people who disliked Wu Ming took the opportunity to shout. Zhong Yi, Yu Xiaoqin and others wanted to excuse Wu Ming, but they could not find a suitable reason.
As everyone said, Wu Ming's fight with two was indeed too much. After all, the two brothers Chu Cang and Chu Ge were not easy to get along with, and their cultivation levels were higher than Wu Ming's.
The corner of Qu Lun's mouth curled up slightly, and he did not ask any further questions. He waved his folding fan casually and retreated to his own camp without leaving a trace. He did not forget to exchange a proud look with several companions around him who were secretly giving thumbs up.
"Bah, what a grind!"
On the contrary, the two brothers spat out a mouthful of phlegm rather unhappily, and glanced at the most cheerful people in disgust, even looking at Qu Lun with a somewhat unkind look.
The two of them were straightforward and straightforward. Although they were instigated by their companions to cause trouble in the Song Dynasty, they also wanted to find opponents and hone their martial arts skills. They hated this kind of intrigues with soft swords.
It’s just that the overall situation is the most important thing, and the internal fighting in the Song Dynasty will be beneficial to the Southern Wei Dynasty!
"You go ahead!"
Wu Ming was not angry, and his concise and concise four words made everyone shut up.
Looking at the Chu brothers' bodies, and then looking at their own family, no one dared to challenge him. He provoked Wu Ming because he felt that he had more people on his side and had no losses, but it was different against these two.
No one will doubt that the people of the Southern Wei Dynasty will never let go of the opportunity to kill them, because the Southern Wei Dynasty and the Eastern Song Dynasty shed too much blood on the southern border!
"If you lose, take the blame and resign and ask for the blame. Otherwise, we will serve the three princes!"
In the end, I don’t know who held back this sentence.
Wu Ming was too lazy to pay attention to this group of people and stepped directly onto the fighting stage.
They are just a bunch of fools, the really smart or insidious ones are hiding behind, like poisonous snakes, waiting for the opportunity to show their fangs and bite them hard.
These people are the most dangerous...
Without rushing to take action, Wu Ming tapped his foot lightly and nodded with satisfaction.
Although it is a guest residence, this fighting arena does not cut corners and is extremely solid. There are also mysterious patterns carved on it, which are obviously blessed by formations.
"Wait!"
Seeing the two brothers getting into stance, Wu Ming suddenly waved his hand.
"You won't regret it, will you?"
Chu Cang said dissatisfied.
"Oh, I have never regretted what I said. It's just that if I lose, I will give up my stay on the top of the mountain. If you lose, what will you leave behind?"
Wu Ming shook his head indifferently and stared at Qu Lun with cold eyes.
"This guest house on the top of the mountain can be obtained by those who are able!"
Qu Lun gently shook the folding fan, which was nothing more than cheating.
"There must always be a first-come, first-served basis. If this precedent is set, I will go back to the Southern Wei Dynasty and take away everything I like!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"That depends on whether you have the ability!"
Not only Qu Lun, but also the entire Southern Wei Dynasty became cold-faced. These words were tantamount to provocation.
"Easy to say!"
Wu Ming smiled mysteriously, took a deep look at Qu Lun, then shook his robe, and the aura around him suddenly condensed.
No one would have thought that just a battle of wills would turn into a prophecy...
"This is so happy!"
The Chu brothers' eyes lit up, and they laughed and took up their postures. With awe-inspiring wind and bulging clothes, they surrounded Wu Ming on both sides like two big mountains.
"Your Highness, be careful, this is the secret of the Holy Armor Sect - the eight-door sealing armor, which can seal the connection between the Qi Gate and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is the best..."
Zhong Yi was afraid that Wu Ming would suffer a big blow, so he quickly reminded him that he was a son of a military strategist after all. He was an old rival with the military soldiers of the Southern Wei Dynasty, and he knew a lot about it.
boom!
But before he could finish his words, he was pushed back by a force as strong as a violent storm.
Everyone's expressions were stunned, and their eyes were horrified. What's more, some kept retreating, unable to withstand the aftermath of the energy that burst out when the three of them collided with each other instantly!
What's especially terrifying is that the three of them didn't use any true energy or energy at all, and fought purely with physical strength! (To be continued)