Seeing Wang Luo's cultivation, Qing Ming thought to himself that he still had some foundation. However, he was not too surprised. After all, for the Wang family, even if Wang Luo had no talent for cultivation, as long as he opened his spiritual veins, he could do whatever he wanted.

Resources are not a problem, after all, the Wang family is so powerful in Luo City.

Moreover, Luo City is also a capital city rich in resources.

Just when Qing Ming was deep in thought, he suddenly heard a voice coming from the other side:

"Boy, when I catch you, I'll let you taste what hell is like."

Immediately afterwards, a strong wind struck Qing Ming.

Qing Ming also turned around at this time. Facing Wang Luo's sudden attack, he did not confront Wang Luo head-on, but stepped back.

When Wang Luo saw Qing Ming retreating, he guessed that he must be afraid of him. After all, in his opinion, he couldn't see Qing Ming's cultivation level, so he must be lower than himself. Thinking of this, the look on his face

The smile became more wild, and the attacks became more and more frequent.

But on Qing Ming's side, he just retreated and did not fight head-on. Faced with Wang Luo's net-like attack, he broke through the siege without much effort.

After two or three attacks failed, Wang Luo suddenly felt a little impatient. He originally guessed that he would not use all his strength, but he did not expect that the young man in front of him was so difficult. He did not want to spend any more time with Qing Ming, so he immediately released all his spiritual energy.

The strength and cultivation of the upper-level warriors are all displayed before everyone's eyes.

Feeling the pressure of Wang Luo's cultivation, the expressions of the onlookers could not be changed. They did not expect that the cultivation of the young master of the Wang family was so strong.

Usually for cultivators, spiritual veins are opened at the age of fifteen. If you have spiritual veins, you can practice. Anyway, for ordinary people, even if you are interested in martial arts, without spiritual veins you can only wield swords and guns, which is difficult to defeat.

A true warrior.

You don't start practicing until you open your spiritual veins at the age of fifteen. Of course, this is just the most basic. If you want to reach the level of a warrior, you have to accumulate time and practice talent. There must be a long period of solidification between opening the spiritual veins and becoming a warrior.

The base period, and this process varies from person to person. Some people spend a few years to get through this period, while some people need ten years or even a hundred years.

After reaching the level of warrior, it is the real beginning of cultivation. It can also be said to be the beginning of the difficult, boring and ups and downs cultivation path. Since you have embarked on this path, you must be responsible for your own decisions. The strong are never

Even if it is smooth sailing, even if you are a genius, for geniuses, people only see their external halo and do not notice the hardships behind them.

Wang Luo seems to be about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, which means that after he opened his spiritual veins at the age of fifteen, he successfully passed through the solid foundation stage and reached the warrior level, and each of the three stages of warriors is one.

Such a huge watershed, the Solid Base Period was not surprising at all. No wonder everyone showed such surprised expressions after feeling Wang Luo's strength.

Wang Luo planned to kill Qing Ming with one blow, but Qing Ming did not panic from beginning to end. He neither fought with him nor took the initiative to attack. No matter how Wang Luo moved, he could not touch Qing Ming, which made the Wang family feel extremely uncomfortable.

Anger and shame.

"Boy, where did your courage go? Why are you hiding like a mouse now!" A ferocious look gradually appeared on Wang Luo's face.

"People around you can tell who looks more like a mouse!" Qing Ming looked at Wang Luo, who was constantly attacking, with a joking expression.

"Boy, just be proud of yourself!" Wang Luo's face was extremely distorted. "Then let you taste my power!"

"Sky-Shattering Palm"

Wang Luo no longer attacked Qing Ming, but stopped. The surrounding spiritual energy continued to rotate, and then two light groups formed in the palm of his hand. After seeing Qing Ming's direction clearly, he quickly moved to his position, and directed his backhand towards

Qingming called.

Qing Ming originally wanted to dodge, but just when his body moved to the side, the light ball hit the position where he was originally standing, and it was extremely powerful. His ability spread out, and Qing Ming was almost hit by the aftermath of this energy.

, and fortunately he reacted in time and blocked the aftermath with the Qingming Sword in his hand.

Qing Ming was secretly shocked. He did not expect that the other party would actually use such martial arts. Although they were yellow-level martial arts, they were close to the standard of Xuan-level. Martial arts were divided into Xuan-Huang level of heaven and earth according to their types. Heaven-level martial arts were enough to shake the world.

A practicing warrior dreams of

Skills, and there are very few heaven-level martial arts. They are often created by very powerful beings in the world. It is precisely because of this that it shows its preciousness. Whenever a heaven-level martial skill is born, bloodshed is inevitable.

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Qing Ming was also exposed to martial arts for the first time. He didn't expect it to be so powerful, but it was a pity that he couldn't learn even a little bit of it.

After Wang Luo saw the different expression on Qing Ming's face, he laughed and said: "Boy, if you are scared, just follow me. Maybe I will leave your whole body!"

"There's so much nonsense!" Qing Ming's abrupt words instantly made Wang Luo's face look as ugly as pig liver.

"court death!"

Wang Luo stopped talking and directly activated the 'Shattering Sky Zhang' to block Qing Ming. It must be said that Qing Ming was really unable to let go of his hands and feet under Wang Luo's martial arts, and he would be hit if he was not careful.

Qing Ming just wanted to move to another place, but another palm came in front of him, and the strong force knocked Qing Ming away.

"Haha...boy! I told you a long time ago to be obedient and you didn't take advantage of the opportunity given to you. Now you can't blame me!" Wang Luo raised his head and laughed, with a proud look in his eyes.

He used the skills of the upper-level warrior again, intending to give Qing Ming the final blow.

Qing Ming looked at the crazy Wang Luo and frowned, but did not dodge.

"Boy, if you don't dodge, you've given up, then I'll give you a treat!" After speaking, his palms came to Qing Ming.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, as if there was a thunder on the spot, and dust spread everywhere, making it difficult to see the scene inside. While everyone felt sorry for Qing Ming, the scene in front of them completely stunned them.

They saw Wang Luo, the young master of the Wang family, lying not far away covered in blood, while the young man in white, whom they had originally disliked, had no trace of a scratch.

"Martial...Martial Master!" Wang Luo's eyes were about to pop out. The moment he fought with the young man in front of him, he really felt a huge force emerging from the young man's body.

And it was an overwhelming aura. He was very familiar with this aura. It was exactly the aura of the martial artist he dreamed of.

Although he is only one step away from entering the ranks of martial arts masters, he is not considered a true martial arts master. Even so, there is still a huge gap between him and the martial arts master.
Chapter completed!