Who is Ning Zheng?

Senior brother of Zhenwu Sect, Du Huaizhen's disciple, and the peerless genius ranked first on the genius list. He has reached the peak of Huajin at the age of twenty. He has never failed since his debut.

If Lin Chong hadn't emerged, Ning Zheng would have been the strongest person in the younger generation.

Even now, Lin Chong has stolen a lot of limelight, Ning Zheng still has countless fans.

Many people believe that as long as they are willing, they can step into the alchemy at any time.

After all, there is the entire Zhenwu Sect behind Ning Zheng, and there is also the number one person in the Yanhuang martial arts world as a master. Even if you don’t believe in Ning Zheng, you should believe in the vision of Du Huaizhen and Zhenwu Sect.

However, Wang Mu was publicly declared in public that he had never regarded Ning Zheng as an opponent because Ning Zheng was not worthy?

What does he mean?

Is the Tianlong Sect planning to break up with the Zhenwu Sect?

Everyone looked at each other, shocked and speechless, and a strange silence fell into the terminal.

"What are you thinking about with your senior brother?"

"Why did he choose this time to say that?"

"The capital city is the territory of Zhenwu Sect, and Ning Zheng is the senior brother of Zhenwu Sect. If those words are spread, the already tense relationship between Zhenwu Sect and ours will probably become worse, right?"

"With the calm and cautious personality of the senior brother, he suddenly said such arrogant words, must have another reason, but we don't know."

The true disciples of the Tianlong Sect, including Xue Zheng and Wu Chong, changed their minds and turned their heads to look at Xiao Shitong at the same time.

Xiao Shitong's face was as deep as water, with no joy or anger.

"Master, do we want it?"

Qi Baichuan took two steps forward, observing the expression on Xiao Shitong's face, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

"Don't panic, just stand by and watch."

Xiao Shitong put his hands together in his wide sleeves, his demeanor was as calm as a mountain: "A warrior should do whatever he wants, but Wang Mu's nature has been suppressed for too long. Let him do what he wants."

When Qi Baichuan heard this, he couldn't help but flashed his eyes, lowered his eyes, and bowed and said, "I understand."

Except for Qi Baichuan, who is familiar with Wang Mu, there are so many people present, and I am afraid that none of them can understand what Xiao Shitong means.

Qi Baichuan still remembers that twenty years ago, Wang Mugang turned eight years old and entered the Tianlong Sect after layers of screening. He was fierce and fierce, and liked to fight with others the most.

He often fights with disciples a few years older than him, and never gives up until his opponent is beaten so hard that he cries and begs for mercy. Even if his head is bleeding, he will be happy and even laugh.

Because of this, Qi Baichuan, who had become the master of Huajin at that time, was deeply impressed by Wang Mu, and believed that he had the ruthlessness of a wolf in his bones and would definitely not be the object in the pool in the future.

However, as he grew older, Wang Mu's personality gradually changed, from a thorny person who caused trouble everywhere to a gentle, respectful and approachable senior brother.

But Qi Baichuan knew that such a king Mu was not the real king Mu.

The real Wang Mu is a dragon hiding at the bottom of the deep pool, lurking his minions and enduring them in every way, just to be able to break free from the shackles and achieve the right result one day.

"If you want to accomplish something that ordinary people cannot accomplish, you must endure the suffering that ordinary people cannot endure."

Qi Baichuan narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Munayuan Li Yue Zhi's figure from afar, and his mind was filled with thoughts: "It's not a lucky chance that he can become a Dan Jin before me."

On the other side.

After listening to Wang Mu's words, Lin Chong's expression remained unchanged, but he just stood up slowly.

"Boom!"

He clearly didn't make any sound, but there seemed to be a thunder thunder in everyone's ears.

An indescribable aura spreads in all directions with Lin Chong as the center.

Ethereal and lofty, deep and vast.

Against the backdrop of that breath, Lin Chong's slender and symmetrical body seemed to be rising and expanding instantly, like a god standing tall and standing above the earth, overlooking the vast crowd.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

Several warriors who were closer to Lin Chong couldn't help but weak their knees and fell to the ground.

They looked pale and frightened, with dense cold sweat oozing out of their foreheads, and their bodies kept trembling, as if they had seen something extremely terrible.

The other warriors also felt breathing poorly, and their hearts were heavy, as if they were pressing on a big stone. They couldn't help but look at each other in shock and retreated in unison.

In just a blink of an eye, Lin Chong became empty.

It is not right to say that there is no one, but in fact there are three left: Chen Qing, Yukino and Wang Mu.

"Smack it!"

Wang Mu's eyes were strange, he raised his hands calmly, patted them a few times, and exclaimed: "I haven't seen each other for a while, Brother Lin's martial arts have made great progress, which really makes me ashamed."

Lin Chong asked bluntly: "What do you want to express?"

"Ning Zheng is not qualified to be my opponent, but Brother Lin, you are qualified. From the first sight of you, I realized that you will be my lifelong enemy."

Wang Mu kept his smile and looked straight at Lin Chong's dark and deep eyes. His body surface energy flowed, and he turned his mind: "Brother Lin, I want to challenge you!"

There was a silence in the terminal, only Wang Mu's loud voice echoed endlessly.

The warriors around were stunned, wondering what expressions they should show.

In addition to being shocked, they felt that the trip was worthy.

Before the Yanhuang Martial Arts Association began, they witnessed such an important event with their own eyes. A new Grand Master of Danjin made a fight with another Grand Master, and in front of so many people.

Everyone held their breath and listened quietly to Lin Chong and Wang Mu's conversation.

They had a vague premonition that today's conversation may influence the future pattern of the Yanhuang martial arts world.

Lin Chong's expression changed for the first time.

"Are you sure?"

Lin Chong frowned slightly, looked at Wang Mu carefully for a moment, shook his head and said, "You are not my opponent."

His tone was plain, neither boasting about himself nor despising Wang Mu, as if he was just presenting a simple fact.

"I just broke through two days ago, and of course I can't beat Brother Lin now."

Wang Mu admitted calmly, without any embarrassment, but his fighting spirit became stronger in his eyes: "The Yanhuang Martial Arts Conference will be held for half a month. In this half month, I will completely consolidate my state. At that time, I hope Brother Lin will not escape."

"I never believe in the so-called enemy of my life, my enemy is my only one."

Speaking of this, Lin Chong suddenly changed his mind: "However, I am willing to accept your challenge. As long as you are ready, you can come to me at any time."

"Thank you, Brother Lin, for your unwilling request."

Wang Mu bowed solemnly and bowed to the ground, with a sincere and solemn expression.

Lin Chong put away his careless attitude and fists back.

"I wonder where Brother Lin is staying?"

Wang Mu stood up straight again, as if he had some psychological burden, and asked with a relaxed look: "If I have free time, I want to visit."

Lin Chong shook his head: "Sorry, I don't know."
Chapter completed!