Chapter seven hundred and thirtieth who is unlucky
Even with his thighs, he could figure out that these people must be competing for the allocation of training under the Yinling Ancient Tree. Han Yu didn't even bother to ask, and walked towards the Yinling Ancient Tree in a swagger.
As Han Yu appeared, the martial arts cultivators who were still fighting couldn't help but stop what they were doing, and all of them turned their attention to Han Yu.
A boy who is at the eighth level of Taichu wants to take a share of the pie? Isn’t this boy mentally ill?
Han Yu ignored the incredulous looks at all. He walked straight to one of the ancient trees and declared directly: "I want this ancient tree!"
With these words, the scene suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at Han Yu as if they were an idiot, and were shocked by Han Yu's words.
Is this boy from the eighth level of Taichu crazy, or is his brain flooded?
Who on the scene is not a master of the ninth level of Taichu, and also has his own sect colleagues here as backup. Among them, there are some powerful people who have been famous for a long time. Those people have not occupied the ancient trees so domineeringly. This
An ant-like eighth-grade boy jumped out?
Everyone thought that Han Yu was a lunatic. With his level of cultivation, he was clearly seeking death by doing such a ridiculous thing.
"What an ant who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth. I, Wang Fuyu, dare not say such arrogant words!" A martial artist holding a white ruler shouted coldly to Han Yu, "How dare you, an ant of the eighth grade of Taichu, dare to say such arrogant things!"
So arrogant? Get out of here!"
Han Yu just glanced at Wang Fuyu and uttered one word coldly: "Get out!"
Everyone's eyes widened again, and they once again confirmed what they thought in their hearts. This guy from the eighth level of Taichu must have an abnormal mind, and he dared to tell Wang Fuyu to go away.
You must know that Wang Fuyu's Huntian Ruler is famous throughout the Fire Source Kingdom, and he himself is a rare master in Chileitang in a hundred years.
Although Chileitang is just a small and unpopular sect, even those who are well-known and decent people do not dare to look down upon Wang Fuyu, because this Wang Fuyu is indeed too talented.
Now, an ant who is not even at the ninth level of Taichu actually feels that Wang Fuyu is rolling. Isn't this looking for death?
You know, Wang Fuyu didn't know how many of the masters of the ninth rank of Taichu were killed.
As soon as Han Yu said the word "go", Wang Fuyu's face became extremely gloomy, as if the sky in June were suddenly filled with dark clouds, making the atmosphere at the scene suddenly become depressing.
Everyone knew that Wang Fuyu was really angry, and that ungrateful eighth-grade Taichu boy was going to be in trouble.
"Okay, very good. No ant from the eighth level of Taichu has ever dared to tell me to get lost, and you are still the first." Wang Fuyu looked at Han Yu with murderous intent, and his voice was as cold as possible, "Immediately,
I will let you know what it means to have trouble come out of your mouth, and you will pay with your life for this one word!"
"The price of life? Just a loser like you?" Han Yu curled his lips in disdain, then waved his hand impatiently, "Go away and don't bother me, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
Everyone was stunned. They really wondered whether there was something wrong with their ears or whether they heard wrongly. After all, what he just said was really ridiculous to the extreme.
A boy at the eighth level of Taichu actually called Wang Fuyu a loser and said he was rude to Wang Fuyu. This was really the funniest joke they had heard since they entered the ruins.
Wang Fuyu was so angry that his whole body trembled. Even those from well-known and decent families rarely dared to speak to him like this. His eyes widened, and murderous intent suddenly appeared: "You are looking for death!"
Before he finished speaking, Wang Fuyu shook his hand and struck at Han Yu with one foot. A white light several feet long, like an extremely bright star river, immediately enveloped Han Yu.
"This ungrateful boy is dead!"
Everyone thought this in their hearts, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of Wang Fuyu's mouth.
But the next moment, Wang Fuyu couldn't smile anymore. His smile was replaced by a strong shock, and his light suddenly collapsed in an instant.
A fist just appeared in front of his eyes.
The fist was so silent, and there was no real energy flowing in it at all, but it gave Wang Fuyu an inexplicable feeling of palpitations. It seemed that this punch was the destiny and the great road, which made him basically
It's like being unable to resist.
"This, what kind of boxing is this!"
Wang Fuyu was shocked. Although the fist had no real energy fluctuations, he saw that the punch actually caused ripples in the space.
Before Wang Fuyu had time to recover, Wang Fuyu was hit on the chest by the majestic punch. His whole body seemed to be hit by a boulder, and he flew backwards three feet away, and then fell heavily.
On the ground, he opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
This punch had seriously injured Wang Fuyu, his sternum was completely broken, and the meridians in his body were severely damaged.
The scene became silent again. Everyone stared at Han Yu with wide eyes and shock. They couldn't believe that Wang Fuyu was defeated by this man with just one punch?
You know, Wang Fuyu is a famous master of the ninth level of Taichu, and this kid is just an ant of the eighth level of Taichu. How could he defeat Wang Fuyu with one punch?
No one dared to believe this scene, but the miserable figure of Wang Fuyu in front of them truly reminded everyone that this was true.
"Senior Brother Wang, are you okay?" After the shock, Wang Fuyu's two classmates ran over and helped Wang Fuyu up.
Wang Fuyu's face was still full of shock. Now he finally understood why this kid dared to seize the ancient tree so arrogantly. It turned out that he was so powerful.
It's just that when did such a monster of the eighth-grade Taichu martial arts cultivator appear in Dongzhou? Such a figure should be famous. How come I have never heard of such a number one figure?
Not only Wang Fuyu, but other people also thought of this question invariably. Who is this perverted boy from the eighth level of Taichu?
"No wonder, you can defeat Wang Fuyu with one punch, no wonder you have such confidence." When everyone was surprised, another martial artist stood up again, "It's just that this is the only way to occupy an ancient tree.
Trees are not enough!"
"How are you doing?" Han Yu looked at this person expressionlessly.