Don't slap someone in the face, slap in the face will hurt your dignity!
Wang Fu had also heard about Lang Xiaochen. The disciple of the Sanqing Palace named Wen was in the same class as him. They were both talented and famous people, and they inevitably competed with each other.
However, the opponent was superior and injured Lang Xiaochen, even damaging his soul. Lang Xiaochen was forced to recuperate for more than a year, seriously delaying the progress of his practice.
The disciple surnamed Wen has been practicing smoothly, making breakthroughs all the way, and is now at the beginning of Jiuqu.
This matter is a taboo for Lang Xiaochen.
This group of Sanqing Temple disciples mentioned it to their faces, which was a slap in the face in public.
"You... are looking for death!"
Lang Xiaochen's tone was unkind, and he saw that a huge conflict was about to happen.
"Senior Brother Lang, these few minions are not worthy of your own action."
Wang Fu took a step forward and raised his hand to Lang Xiaochen, "You came just in time. I want to compete with them and hold the battle for me."
The Sanqing Palace disciples opposite could not help but sneered, "This is the territory of the Thunder Fire Palace, you are so shameless."
"hey-hey!"
Wang Fu sneered and said sarcastically, "It's shameful for a few of you formal disciples to work together to bully a newcomer like me?"
The expressions on the faces of several formal disciples of the Sanqing Hall have turned ugly, and this is also true.
"Okay, you want to discuss, we agree."
One of them saw that the situation was not right, and if the deadlock could not be broken, things would become difficult to get better if it continued, so he took the initiative to speak out.
"But this is not the place to do anything. You are surrounded by your people."
"Hurrah!"
Wang Fu readily agreed, "You can jump anywhere you like."
"How about the clear stage?
The clear stage is the place where the disciples of Yunyang Temple fight, which means "clear victory or defeat".
The important thing is that this place is a public place and does not belong to either Sanqing Hall or Leihuo Hall.
"Wang Fu, be careful."
Lang Xiaochen's mind was aroused. He was injured on the stage and fell behind step by step.
When you reach the Mingming stage, everything depends on your strength. If you are not careful, you will damage your foundation and affect your future.
"The Mingming Stage has begun."
The breaking news spread in Sanqing and the Second Hall of Thunder and Fire, and almost all the disciples within the five-year protection period became restless.
In ordinary fights, no matter what happens, it won't cause a big fuss. Once on the clear stage, it means there is no room for turning around.
After all, since the establishment of the Mingming Platform, there has been an iron-blooded rule, regardless of death or injury.
The so-called disregard of death or injury means that deaths, injuries and disabilities caused by fighting on the stage will not be investigated afterwards.
The last time the Mingming Stage opened, it was Wen Liangyu and Lang Xiaochen, two promising disciples of the two halls, who fought, but the rising star of the Thunder Fire Hall was defeated, and it ended with a sudden end.
There was a lot of commotion at that time. After all, Lang Xiaochen was the key disciple trained by Leihuo Palace, and his foundation was damaged because of this. His master, Professor Lu, made a big fuss, but in the end, nothing happened.
Affected by this, Mingming Station has not been open for more than a year, probably because both parties are restraining the disciples from causing trouble.
It just so happens that Yunyangguan has been busy with business recently and the senior management has no time to spare, so the Mingming Station reopened this time.
However, when everyone learned about the protagonist of the incident, they were not very interested.
The official disciples of Sanqing Hall are all mediocre people, far inferior to Wen Liangyu.
On the other hand, the disciples of Leihuo Palace were slightly famous. As an introductory disciple, Zhang Jinyu suffered a big loss. Wang Fu, who was slightly famous, suffered a great loss.
That's right, Zhang Jinyu failed to ambush Wang Fu, and his legs were broken and the Taixu Seal was taken away. This matter was so embarrassing that it was kept hidden and not spread.
Outsiders thought that Zhang Jinyu only suffered one loss from Wang Fu.
"going or not?"
"Let's go together. Wouldn't it be nice to see the people who beat up the Thunder Fire Palace again after a year?"
Here at the Thunder Fire Palace, the crowd was also excited, "What a big face, a formal disciple challenges our entry-level disciple, ah bah."
"Wang Fu is one of our own in the Thunder Fire Palace, and I want to support him."
This storm blew up among the disciples of Yangguandao. As for those disciples of Jiuqu Realm, they were already in another realm. Even if they heard about it, they just smiled lightly and treated it as children's nonsense.
…
"Junior Brother Wang Fu, I heard that you are going to the Mingming Stage, and I will lend you this set of Five Emperors' Money."
The person who came was the senior senior brother who had blocked him, the one who inherited the Five Emperors Money from his elders in the family. Now that he heard that Wang Fu was about to fight against the Sanqing Palace, he also came to the door and presented the treasured magic weapon with both hands.
Wang Fu looked into the other person's eyes and saw that his attitude was sincere and sincere.
"Senior brother, I appreciate your kindness. I really don't need it."
Wang Fu lamented that even though there had been conflicts before, facing the challenge from Sanqing Palace, the fellow disciples of Leihuo Palace were still one of our own.
Lang Xiaochen on the side said, "Five Emperors' Money is a magical weapon. If you want to develop combat power, it will take at least one or two months to refine it with magic power before you can initially master it. Now there is no time."
"Yes, I have the Thunder Killing Talisman in hand, senior brother, don't worry."
After sending away the slightly disappointed senior brother, Lang Xiaochen held an iron rod and handed it to Wang Fu.
"Wang Fu, the Thunder Killing Talisman alone is not enough. Qi warfare requires good weapons to exert its power."
"This snow-patterned fine steel rod ranks among the top three in Master's collection. You can use it first."
Wang Fu took the iron rod, which was stronger than the jujube stick, but...
"Senior Brother Lang, is this given to you by Professor Lu?"
"Ahem, of course not. The teacher is not at home, so I will take care of it for you."
Okay, just watch and steal!
Wang Fu clasped his hands and saluted, "I will never thank you for your kindness. Senior Brother Lang, wait until I go up to the Mingming Stage and beat up the people in Sanqing Hall to vent your anger."
…
It was clear that the crowd below the stage was bustling, and several official disciples of Sanqing Hall had already been waiting for a long time surrounded by many companions.
"Where are the people from Thunder Fire Palace?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Fu and his group appeared in front of them.
Lang Xiaochen looked at each other and said, "Which one of you will play?"
As he spoke, his eyes fell on one of them. This person's name was Zhu Yinyou, and he was the strongest among them.
as expected……
Zhu Yinqian took a step forward, his feet were suspended in the wind, and he landed firmly on the clear platform. He stretched out his hand towards Wang Fuyi and said, "Please!"
This move is more calm than Feng Xingshu, and it looks clever.
When Wang Fu saw this, he knew that the other party was deliberately trying to overpower the Thunder Fire Palace.
"Little boy!"
Then……
Wang Fu turned around and climbed up the steps, step by step onto the Mingming Terrace.
Call!
The disciples in Sanqing Hall opposite were laughing and booing.
As we all know, you can only show off when you win. Save more mana now so you can have a chance to show off in the future.
Wang Fu's footsteps fell, and he stood firmly on the ground, facing Zhu Yingyin opposite.
"Sanqing Palace, I wish you the best."
"Thunder Fire Palace, Wang Fu."
After announcing his identity, Zhu Yingyin whispered, "I asked you to hand over the Taixu Seal earlier, but you refused. Do you regret it now?"
"It's clear that on stage, even if I beat you to death, no one will stand up for you."