Even people who don’t know Wu Yong know about Wu Yong’s glorious deeds.
Make a big fuss about the Huashan sect, challenge the eight major sects, and compete with the six major families.
Any one of these is enough to shock the heavens and make ghosts and gods weep.
And focus on one person at the same time.
It can only be described as a miracle.
Seeing that such a character may be right in front of you, can you not be shocked?
"He...if he really is, then the outcome of yesterday's battle with Zhang Youxi must have been determined long ago."
"It's only a matter of time before I win the championship."
"No wonder someone dares to bet three hundred spiritual stones on winning the Sichuan Conference."
The attendants beside the young man in the stands were also as stunned as wooden chickens. After a long time, they tremblingly said to the young man: "Ye...Young Master Ye...he...he is really Wu Yong!"
For people from the six major families.
Wu Yong's name is a household name.
Most people have also seen Wu Yong's true appearance.
When he showed up at this moment, they would naturally recognize him.
And the identity of that young man was also revealed. He was none other than a member of the Ye family, one of the six major families.
At that time, the Ye family combined with the Wu family and the Long family and wanted to fight against Wu Yong.
As a result, in the battle of Taishan, Wu Yong was so shocked that he could only bow his head.
Now seeing Wu Yong again, the eldest son of the Ye family couldn't help but tremble in his legs: "Yes, it's really him. Why did he appear here?"
Only a moment passed.
The eldest son of the Ye family slapped his head: "By the way, wasn't it just that he bet 300 spiritual stones and Oshikawa won the big win! I know, he just wanted to hide his identity at first and help Sichuan University win the competition. It's just Song Xiaoshan
He showed up and ruined the plan before revealing his identity."
The attendants couldn't help but nod along, but they were actually thinking to themselves: We know it too. The key is, what should we do now?
Someone boldly asked: "Master Ye, what should we do now? Should we continue to stay and watch the changes, wait for them to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and then reap the benefits?"
Ye Shao glared at him fiercely and shouted in a low voice: "Idiot, you are reaping the benefits of being a fisherman. Isn't that man named Wu easy to mess with? He doesn't know how many times he has pretended to be a pig and eaten the tiger, but he will never be able to understand his strength."
Underestimation. Let’s leave quickly now, pass the news back as soon as possible, and let the family prepare in advance, so that we can seize the opportunity!"
The attendants nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, saying that what Mr. Ye said was reasonable.
During this time, the Ye family has been involved in suppressing Wu Yong's forces.
They just thought that Wu Yong was not here anyway.
You have to take advantage of it quickly.
Now that Wu Yong has reappeared, this is huge news. We must go back and report it to our family as soon as possible.
So, the young master of the Ye family quietly slipped away with a kind of attendant.
At this moment, everyone's attention is on Wu Yong.
No one paid any attention to them.
Looking at Song Xiaoshan again, he was shocked for about five or six minutes, with various thoughts in his heart.
Tell the truth.
When Wu Yong dominated the Huashan Mountains.
He is only the lowest-level disciple.
One can only witness Wu Yong's majesty from a distance and then yearn for it.
For a period of time, Wu Yong was the benchmark and hero in his mind. It was not until his own strength gradually grew stronger and his wings gradually became fuller that Wu Yong's image faded in his mind.
Now, I see the face again.
Or as the opposite of Wu Yong.
One can imagine how complicated his heart is.
Song Xiaoshan spent a lot of effort just to keep himself calm. He kept hinting to himself: To be calm, you must be calm. He has not appeared for many years. The person in front of him might be pretending. Since he can disguise himself once
, it may be that he disguised himself for the second time, maybe he was just pretending to be Wu Yong to scare me away.
Thinking like this.
Song Xiaoshan gradually calmed down, and he carefully observed Wu Yong. From the appearance, he was indeed very similar. But in terms of strength, it was full of doubts. When Wu Yong was in glory, his strength was still unparalleled.
Song Xiaoshan asked himself, given ten years, he would not dare to say that he could surpass it.
But look at it now.
The Wu Yong in front of him had not yet formed his golden elixir, and the gap in strength was too obvious, completely inconsistent with his impression.
This made him even more suspicious that Wu Yong was pretending.
"Haha, I was accidentally bluffed by you just now. With your little strength, you still want to impersonate Wu Yong, but you underestimate my eyesight. No matter how sharp your tongue is, how eloquent you are, and how superb your imitation skills are.
"Strength cannot be faked. Whether you are Wu Yong or not, I will tell you as soon as I slap you." Song Xiaoshan made up his mind, he doesn't care, just slap him with his palm first.
If it's a fake, slap it to death and leave it at that.
If it is true that his strength has become so weak, he will be more profitable by slapping him to death, and he will definitely become famous all over the world in the future.
Anyway, that’s it.
Song Xiaoshan raised his palm to clap.
But Wu Yong snorted coldly: "Haha, you can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife. You are not worthy of me personally, so let my subordinates teach you a lesson."
kindness?
Subordinates?
When Song Xiaoshan heard this, he immediately released his spiritual thoughts and carefully observed his surroundings.
There seems to be no one with outstanding strength.
Where did these subordinates come from?
"Humph, you're still pretending to be a fool and looking at your palms!"
Hula.
Song Xiaoshan struck out decisively with a palm. His palm had a great background. It was the unique skill of the Huashan School, the Windless Splitting Air Palm.
When this palm was struck, it seemed soft, as if the hand had turned over slightly, without any strength at all, not even a breath of wind.
But the power is amazing.
Especially with Song Xiaoshan's current cultivation level, it would be even more terrifying after being slapped with one palm.
The palm force reaches the person in front of him silently.
If someone reacts, they will be patted into pieces.
This move is his special skill, and he has tried it successfully every time.
Song Xiaoshan smiled. In his eyes, Wu Yong was no different from meat pie. However, the next second, his smile suddenly froze.
A loud shout was heard: "If you dare to be so presumptuous in front of Senior Wu, you are seeking death!"
Swish.
A person appeared out of thin air in front of Wu Yong.
It was Jiang Qianxing who was in the little demon refining pot.
Jiang Qianxing has been in the little demon refining pot, waiting for Wu Yong's call.
Now that he can finally come out and share Wu Yong's worries, he is ecstatic in his heart.
After Jiang Qianxing came out, the body-protecting essence around him tightly protected Wu Yong. Song Xiaoshan's palm force hit the body-protecting essence and was instantly dissolved.
"Song Xiaoshan, don't be so arrogant, your Grandpa Jiang will come to deal with you now!" Jiang Qianxing shouted angrily, staring at Song Xiaoshan like a glaring King Kong.
Song Xiaoshan screamed and turned pale with shock.