"This Wei Hong is actually here, he is really not afraid of death!"
"Do you feel that Wei Hong is a little different from before?"
"Well? It turns out that I have reached the second level of warrior, but what's the use? Wei Bao is at the peak of the second level of cultivation!"
"That's true. It seems that Wei Hong is really in trouble."
Off the court, all the young people from the Wei family were talking quietly, but no one was optimistic about Wei Hong.
On the field, Uncle Sun's eyes narrowed slightly. Others did not notice it, but Uncle Sun saw that Wei Hong's movement just now was quite fast.
"Well, it's okay. Since you're here too, let's start the competition! Although we don't care about life or death, I still hope that you will finish it." Uncle Sun said in a calm tone when he saw that it was almost time.
"Hey, since you are looking for death, you can't blame me. Don't worry, I will show mercy." Seeing Wei Hong's look, Wei Bao was filled with anger. He shouted, strode like flying, and at the same time volleyed his palm towards
He struck Wei Hong hard.
"Fire Palm" Wei Hong recognized that this palm technique was a low-level palm technique in the Wei Family Martial Arts Pavilion, but it was also incredibly powerful. If it was perfected, it could even burn steel bones.
Whoosh!
Wei Hong's toes touched the ground, his steps staggered, and he was ready to avoid Wei Bao's palm.
Wei Bao's expression changed, and then he shouted loudly: "Can you hide away?"
Wei Bao was seen to accelerate rapidly. At this moment, he turned his palm into a knife and struck Wei Hong's head fiercely, with a ferocious look on his face.
"Wei Bao actually mastered You Hongbu? Yes, Wei Hong has no chance of winning this time." Wei Bao's expression suddenly accelerated on the field, and at the same time, he was wandering like a curved step.
He hesitated slightly, then showed a smile.
Wei Hong sneered secretly in his heart. Originally, he wanted to try the movement technique that he had already practiced to a small degree, but seeing that Wei Bao actually had a movement technique that he had already mastered, let's end it!
"The bull comes down the mountain."
Wei Hong's right fist struck at Wei Bao's palm knife. At this moment, Wei Hong's martial energy was released, with a hint of violence all over his body. His right fist transformed into a wild bull, roaring to the sky, and at the same time, he ran on all fours.
, and at this time, Wei Hong drank lightly: "Go"
The barbarian bull was seen running out and colliding hard with Wei Bao's sword. However, it seemed as if it had not encountered any obstacle and bumped into it. At the same time, it hit Wei Bao hard.
"not good."
Wei Bao's expression changed, and he used You Hongbu to dodge in embarrassment. However, he was affected by the barbarian bull. At this time, his hair was disheveled and he looked unusually embarrassed.
"Well? Wei Hong actually has the upper hand. Could it be that Wei Hong has been hiding his strength before?"
"Perhaps Wei Bao was careless, but if Wei Bao really loses, it will be a big shame."
Hearing the discussion in the audience, Wei Bao's face turned red. He had just said that he would defeat Wei Hong with one move, but now he was suppressed by Wei Hong. It felt like he had been slapped hard.
"Boy, you forced me to do this." A blood-red color flashed in Wei Bao's eyes, his face turned red, and his body bulged like a balloon.
"Well?" Wei Hong looked at Wei Bao and frowned slightly, because he could feel that Wei Bao's aura was actually increasing at this time, as if it was an overdraft technique.
"Flame Palm." Wei Bao had a ferocious look on his face at this moment, and his whole body was actually one size larger, like a balloon. However, he was extremely agile and attacked Wei Hong fiercely.
The power of the flame palm has tripled compared to just now. The audience started talking again. On the one hand, they were surprised by Wei Bao's strength. On the other hand, they were surprised that Wei Hong could push Wei Bao to this point.
Feeling shocked.
"That's right, even if Wei Hong lost this time, no one would call him a waste, right?" Someone below said with admiration.
"Hit the cow in the air." Wei Hong punched again. At this time, a cow's cry sounded clearly, but after the punch, Wei Hong did not stop, but rushed towards Wei Hong like a flying dragon.
Leopard.
Before Wei Bao could close his palm, Wei Hong punched Wei Bao hard again, using 10% of his power to knock Wei Bao out of the field.
I saw Wei Bao's body flattened like a deflated balloon, and then, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Wei Hong with a shocked expression. He obviously didn't expect why he was still in control just now.
The situation was blown off the field in an instant.
"What? Wei Bao actually lost?" Wei Wuyou's eyes widened and he lost his voice.
Not only Wei Wuyou, but also everyone else looked like they had seen a ghost at this time. Even Wei Song was stunned for a moment, and finally found that for the first time, he could not see through this younger brother.
"How is it? Do you want to fight?" Standing on the edge of the arena, Wei Hong looked down at Wei Bao who was lying on the ground and asked calmly.
"You kid." Wei Bao was very angry and pointed angrily at Wei Hong. Before he could finish speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood again. His spirit was so weak that he had no strength to fight.
"Okay, that's it for today! There are always winners and losers in a martial arts competition. Wei Hong, you did a good job and didn't even kill him." At this time, Uncle Sun stood up and said, and then turned towards Wei Hong.
Show a smile.
With Uncle Sun's eyesight, he could naturally tell that Wei Hong was merciful, otherwise Wei Bao would never have been injured so easily. He looked at Wei Hong approvingly and prepared to leave.
"Why don't you hurry up and help Wei Bao up? Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough?" Wei Wuyou's face became extremely ugly at this time, and he whispered to the people beside him.
"Oh, what a shame! What a loser!" Thinking of Wei Wuyou's ridicule to him just now, Wei Song pretended to sigh and said, making Wei Wuyou's face even more ugly.
"Hmph, don't be so pretentious. We'll see about the competition in one month." Wei Wuyou glanced at Wei Song gloomily and said coldly.
"I'm waiting for you." Wei Wuyou was still tit for tat at this time.
Others were either surrounding Wei Songshenguo or Wei Wuyou. Although the two parties were angry at each other, they also knew that a fight was impossible. After all, the Wei family had regulations that unless it was an arena, there would be too many people.
Anyone who fights must be punished.
As the protagonist who caused this incident, Wei Hong had already left the arena, walked a few steps quickly, and followed Uncle Sun. Just now he remembered that he had better give this letter to Uncle Sun. As for the rest,
It's no longer under your control.
"What? What else is going on? Uncle Sun stopped, looked at Wei Hong with interest, and asked with a smile.
"This is a letter I got when I was training in the Hengshan Mountains. Uncle Sun, please read it!" Wei Hong took out the letter from his arms and handed it to Uncle Sun.
Uncle Sun took the letter from Wei Hong's hand and folded the envelope with a smile. However, when he saw the content of the letter, the smile on Uncle Sun's face froze, and a sharp look appeared on his old face.
Looking at Wei Hong, he said, "How did you get this letter?"