Ning Rou, Gu Qingcheng and Lin Anxiang chased them all the way out.
Ning Rou's mouth never stopped after she followed her.
She kept complaining along the way: "It's too weak. This is what you call the peak showdown, the greatest battle. It's too watery! It's not as exciting as the fight between you and Emi Ishikawa!"
Lin Anxiang also agreed: "That's right."
As an excellent writer, she wrote a best-selling martial arts novel after witnessing Wu Yong killing Sun Ke.
This time she personally came to watch the competition between Wu Yong and Monk Jie Ai.
Firstly, I want to cheer for Wu Yong, and secondly, I also want to accumulate some writing materials.
As a result, neither of her two goals were achieved.
So she used a disappointed tone.
Gu Qingcheng didn't say anything.
It was an eye-opener for her to hear so much knowledge about the realm of martial arts from other people's mouths.
Regardless of whether it is as wonderful as imagined or not.
She found it exciting, fresh and worthwhile.
Faced with the doubts of the two people.
Wu Yong shrugged and said: "Actually, although the process seems simple, the content inside is still very rich, but you just didn't see it."
Ning Rou choked: "Where is the content?"
Lin Anxiang continued: "Tell me, why didn't we see it?"
Wu Yong said: "Then let me start from the beginning. In fact, Monk Jie Hui is indeed half-step to the divine realm. His true strength can definitely destroy Sun Ke with a lift of his finger. Yu Benlei is known as the divine realm.
The first person couldn't take more than ten moves in his hands.
Not to mention anything else, let’s talk about the wind blade he made. At first it looked like an invisible stream of true energy, but in fact it contained tens of thousands of true energy. When these true energy were gathered into a knife, each one was as powerful as
The bullets coming out of the barrel. The tornado formed by tens of thousands of wind blades is no less powerful than ten thousand bullets. If ten thousand bullets hit a person's body, it is estimated that not even a complete bone can be found. It is so powerful.
It’s conceivable.”
The three of them were stunned when they heard this.
Ten thousand rounds of ammunition.
Be obedient.
Is it really that scary?
"But, you seem to have cracked it easily!" Lin Anxiang questioned.
Her tone was clearly suspicious. Wu Yong deliberately exaggerated the facts in an attempt to brag about himself from another angle.
"That's because I'm better than him."
Wu Yong raised his eyebrows, pretended to be cool, and continued: "As for the fact that I said he was a liar later, it was because I was unhappy with him and deliberately teased him. I used silver needles to seal all of his cultivation.
If he doesn't even have a trace of vitality, if I say he's a liar, he can only be a liar."
The three people were shocked.
It turns out that there are really so many ways out there that they can't see.
Wu Yong was stunned and said that the white ones were black.
None of them noticed.
Awesome!
The three of them were also convinced, but they still had some doubts about the authenticity.
Until Zhang Jinyun chased him out with monk Jie Ai.
Zhang Jinyun shouted: "Wait a minute."
Wu Yong looked back and saw that it was her and Jie Ai, so he asked: "What, is there anything else?"
Zhang Jinyun rolled his eyes and asked him: "What do you think?"
Wu Yong took a look and said: "Is this monk's body too hollowed out and you want me to show him? Oh, this is a bit tricky. Although this Huahua monk has profound cultivation, he can't stand being so presumptuous.
, His yang energy is so depleted that he may not be able to survive for more than two years."
Zhang Jinyun was speechless for a while.
What is this?
Why is it that my body is so weak...
She also couldn't figure out whether Wu Yong really didn't know or was just pretending.
To stop talking nonsense.
She waved her hand and said: "No, you just sealed Master Jie's uncle's cultivation. Now that things are over, why don't you untie it for him!"
Wu Yong patted his head and looked at the embarrassed monk.
"Hey, so that's what happened. You should have told me earlier."
He turned one hand into a claw and grabbed it in the air.
call out.
A strong suction force was released, sucking out all the silver needles that had penetrated the body of the monk.
Ning Rou and the other three girls saw the silver needle in Wu Yong's hand.
Only then did I completely believe what Wu Yong said just now.
Sure enough, it was him who sealed the monk's cultivation status and then deliberately framed him.
And over there.
The monk Jie Ang seems to have removed the unlock.
My whole body felt relaxed.
He clenched his fist, and sure enough all his anger came back.
Zhang Jinyun saw the joy on Monk Jie'an's face, and knew that Wu Yong had unblocked the acupuncture points. She then gave Wu Yong a roll of his eyes and said: "I have already said hello to Master Jie'an before, asking him to be merciful to you."
, you are not only ungrateful, but you also falsely accuse him, is there anyone like you!"
Wu Yong felt that he was wronged and defended: "I don't know the key. I thought he really wanted to fight with me to death. You also saw his posture. He came up like a thousand-jin drop. How scary."
Zhang Jinyun: "..."
Wu Yong continued: "Besides, although I framed him, the truth is actually full of loopholes. Anyone who observes carefully will know that the cultivation he showed at the beginning is definitely not fake. So at most it will bring some topics, but to
He himself did no harm."
Zhang Jinyun: "You!"
She also wanted to criticize Wu Yong and defend Xia Longhu Mountain.
But he was unexpectedly stopped by the monk Jie Ai.
Monk Jiehe said: "Xiao Yunyun, there is no need to say any more. If you say it, you lose. As a loser, I have nothing to say. Let them say whatever they want."
kindness.
These words deeply touched Wu Yong's heart.
The world is dominated by winners and losers.
Others don't care what excuses you have.
If you lose, you lose.
Explaining too much and making excuses for yourself will only make others look down on you even more.
Such an open-minded attitude.
He really looks like an enlightened monk.
but……
Being handsome lasts only three seconds.
The monk who abstains from anger will show his true colors.
With a lewd smile on his face, he approached Wu Yong and lowered his voice: "Um... I want to ask... is what you just said true? Is it true that I can't stand it for two years?"
In fact, the distance between several people is very close.
Even though the monk Jie Ang deliberately kept his voice low.
The rest of the people still heard what he said.
puff.
Everyone almost spewed blood at the same time.
Who would have thought that a monk who is serious in speech and wearing monk's robes would be a monk.
To actually ask such a question.
In front of several red-faced women.
Wu Yong didn't shy away from it, he just nodded and said, "That's true."
Monk Jiehe touched his head and said in surprise: "That shouldn't be the case. My cultivation is so good, how come I can't even take care of a few women?"
Wu Yong shook his head and asked him: "How old are you this year?"
Monk Jiehe clapped his fingers, counted for a while and said: "Sixty-three...oh no...sixty-nine."
Wu Yong shrugged: "Then what else do you have to ask? You are sixty-nine and you still don't know how to control yourself. If I'm not wrong, you slept at least twenty people the day before yesterday, and at least nine yesterday."