Chapter 422: At your own risk

"Young man, although you don't respect me and call me an old man, what I, Li Wenting, will definitely count, and you will also give me this face, as long as you can defeat me."

Li Wenting smiled faintly and approached the iron cage step by step.

He obviously did not dare to underestimate the enemy. His momentum was gradually rising. Every step he took, the pressure became stronger and stronger. It seemed that he wanted to win the favor first and overwhelmed Zhou Lang in terms of momentum and psychology. In this way, he would not take much effort to defeat Zhou Lang.

"Very good, then I'll fight you." Zhou Lang said to Li Wenting, and then said to He Feihong: "He Feihong, this duel can count. If you think this old man is not sure of winning, you can call all his masters, so that you won't wait for Li Wenting to lose, and you won't admit it."

"Boy, I have seen many arrogant people, but I have never seen you as arrogant. Since I have made a fight with you, it will naturally be one-on-one. As long as you defeat Mr. Li Wenting, you will win today. He is the strongest warrior and has never lost his life. He is the peak level of the martial arts master. Do you think you may win?"

He Feihong said that he opened the iron cage again and asked Li Wenting and his two bodyguards to walk into the iron cage. When his two bodyguards lifted the unconscious Tiehu out, he locked the iron cage.

"The duel begins, Mr. Li, don't hold back, you'll kill this kid for me." He Feihong shouted excitedly.

Zhou Lang's martial arts are so powerful that it is beyond his imagination. Once he angers such a person, he will really kill one person at a time, and his safety will be greatly threatened. Therefore, he has no intention of letting Zhou Lang go out intact. Even if he doesn't want Zhou Lang's life, he will still destroy Zhou Lang's martial arts.

"Before you come here with your boss, I only promise you to defeat him." But unexpectedly, Li Wenting, who was dressed in Tang suit, said.

"I'll add another 10 million to you. If you can kill him, I'll add another 20 million." He Feihong said, adding money to Li Wenting directly because he knew that Li Wenting loved money the most.

"I've killed him for 30 million and killed him for 50 million. I'm known as the strongest warrior. His strength is not much higher than mine. In less than three or five years, he probably will surpass me. If such a conversation is not an acquaintance like you, it's more than this price."

Li Wenting said that after entering the iron cage, his face was expressionless when he spoke. His eyes were always staring at Zhou Lang, not daring to relax at all.

"Okay, then I'll buy Zhou Lang's life and kill him for me."

He Feihong had almost no hesitation. Now he felt that Zhou Lang was a huge threat. If he didn't abandon it or killed Zhou Lang, he would be unable to sleep or eat, so he spent tens of millions to buy a life of a fierce person like Zhou Lang. He thought it was still very cost-effective. Once Zhou Lang died, who else dared to compete with him in Hong Kong for Deng Qi? Isn't Deng Qi the best beauty his in the future?

"Boy, you knocked my apprentice out, I should have knocked you out, but Mr. He spent 50 million to buy your life, that would offend."

Li Wenting walked to Zhou Lang, and his aura had reached its peak, and the entire iron cage was shrouded in his aura.

"Old man, birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. You are not a good person when you are with someone like He Feihong. You should do your best."

Zhou Lang looked at Li Wenting who came in and said, "If it were someone else, he would have been overwhelmed by Li Wenting in terms of momentum, but he was a monk. Although Li Wenting's momentum was strong, it had no effect on him at all.

"It's a pity that a genius is about to die in my hands." Li Wenting sighed, with a hint of compassion on his face, and then he shouted lightly: "Please take it."

His punch in Bajiquan crushed Zhou Lang like a mountain torrent. His simple punch gave people an unrivaled feeling.

It was obvious that he used all his strength as soon as he came up and was full of energy, hoping to defeat Zhou Lang as soon as possible.

Zhou Lang still slapped out with a light palm.

The punches and palms intersected, and the strength on Li Wenting's fist was completely removed by Zhou Lang. His powerful punch failed to shake Zhou Lang in half.

Li Wenting's face changed slightly, and the Bajiquan was used, launching a overwhelming attack on Zhou Lang.

There is Tai Chi in literature to help the world, and there is Ba Ji to revive the universe. Ba Ji is one of the most profound internal martial arts in China. It is extremely powerful, and every move and move has the power to shake the mountains.

Facing Li Wenting's fierce attack, Zhou Lang did not attack, but just defended, and was carefully observing Li Wenting's moves.

The most powerful enemy he encountered was naturally Shangguan Zang, and then Lin Chen, the woman he met at the beach and the next was Shangguan Long.

Shangguanzang is at the Golden Elixir stage, Lin Chen is at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, and Shangguan Long is at the peak of the Qi Refining stage. These three are all cultivators, but these three are powerful in realm. Just in terms of martial arts, they are not as exquisite as Li Wenting.

Li Wenting is only the cultivation level of a martial arts master. If he fights with Shangguan Zang, Lin Chen and Shangguan Long, he will be defeated in one move. However, if these three people only use Li Wenting's strength to fight him, these three people will not gain any advantage in terms of tricks.

Because Bajiquan is indeed a martial art practice that can greatly improve combat effectiveness, why Li Wenting is known as the strongest martial artist, in addition to being a master of martial arts, his exquisite martial arts skills are also a big reason. Simply put, ordinary martial arts masters are not his opponents at all, because Bajiquan is a top-level martial arts skill and can almost double a person's combat effectiveness. This is why he could defeat Shangguan Long, who was at the peak of Qi Refining Period shortly after entering the Qi Refining Period, because his martial arts skills were exquisite and he could fight beyond the level.

Zhou Lang wanted to see what the complete and authentic Bajiquan looked like, so he only took out a little strength and defended with the tricks in the long fist.

His defense was splashing water and he couldn't make it. Li Wenting attacked dozens of moves, but it didn't work at all. Zhou Lang was still standing there without taking a step back, and was very relaxed and freehand.

"You... are you a Wudang disciple?" Li Wenting asked in surprise after dozens of moves.

Zhou Lang was also very surprised when he heard this sentence, because it was not the first time he heard someone say that the boxing technique he used was Wudang Changquan. He even had some doubts that the four sets of top martial arts left by his ancestors, such as the thirteen styles, Changquan, Yin-Yang Fist, and Five Elements Fist, were indeed closely related to Wudang.

"Do you care what I am from. If you have the ability to defeat me, then you will talk about it." Zhou Lang felt that he had to figure out what the relationship between his ancestor and Wudang was, but he sneered.

"Boy, I also know Wudang boxing. It is said that you are good at using softness to overcome hardness and defense. When you see me today, you are indeed well-known. I really cannot break your defense for a while, but you cannot defeat me. My true energy is more abundant than you. If I really want to consume it, you will definitely lose your true energy before me. You should give up."

Li Wenting smiled and said, he believed that he could not do anything to Zhou Lang within a thousand moves, but he could use Zhou Lang to death.

"My boxing skills are only good at defense? Then try to take a few moves!" Suddenly, Zhou Lang's aura was slightly released, and he slapped Li Wenting with a palm.

Li Wenting was shocked because Zhou Lang's aura had far surpassed him. He was already a master of martial arts, but his aura was completely shrouded by Zhou Lang. Zhou Lang's palm seemed simple and light, and it was like a maggot on the tars bone. He could not hide from any direction.

"He is so powerful that he has completely surpassed the scope of a warrior. Is this the realm of a cultivator that the master told me back then? If that is the case, let alone one me, even ten me or even one hundred me will not be his opponent!"

Li Wenting was born in a martial arts family and still had some knowledge. He had already vaguely guessed Zhou Lang's identity. He misread Zhou Lang's realm again and again because Zhou Lang's breath control ability is very strong, making people unable to see the depth.

In a moment, Zhou Lang's palm had already arrived in front of Li Wenting. Li Wenting didn't even have a chance to defend, so he was shot.

Li Wenting flew backwards, but he was still quite good. He used a thousand-pound kung pound in the air, landed quickly, and stood firm, without knocking down the edge of the iron cage like his disciple Tiehu.

"Mr. Zhou, it turns out that it is not you who is arrogant, but I am not your opponent. I admit defeat. Please forgive me for my disrespect to you before."

After standing firmly, Li Wenting did not plan to fight Zhou Lang again, but instead gave in.

He already knew that Zhou Lang was a cultivator and could kill him in seconds. This was not a battle of the same level, so there was no need to continue fighting. After knowing that Zhou Lang was a cultivator, his name for Zhou Lang also changed and he became respectful.

Seeing that Li Wenting was self-aware, Zhou Lang did not attack. In fact, he had only used a little bit of strength just now, not even one percent of his strength. Even if he used ten percent of his strength, Li Wenting would be seriously injured or killed by him.

"Mr. Li, are you crazy? How can you admit defeat? For the sake of 50 million, you have to kill Zhou Lang for me!" He Feihong outside the iron cage was stunned at first, and then screamed.

"I am not Zhou Lang's opponent, so I can only admit defeat." Li Wenting said.

"Since you two have entered the iron cage, one of them can only leave alive." He Feihongyin laughed. At this time, he had locked the iron cage and wanted Li Wenting and Zhou Lang to fight to trap the beasts.

"Can a broken iron cage lock me?" When Li Wenting was stunned, Zhou Lang sneered and then walked towards the edge of the iron cage.

"open!"

Zhou Lang held the two steel pipes of the iron cage and pulled them open directly. Then he calmly walked out of the iron cage.

Li Wenting followed Zhou Lang and also came out of the iron cage.

He Feihong was shocked. The steel pipes in the iron cage were very thick and the welding was very solid. Without the power of a few thousand gold, it was impossible to bend the steel pipes.
Chapter completed!