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Wei Hong gently retracted his right foot that was about to step in, signaling Wei Wuming to be silent. The two of them stood at the door, looking inside.
All I could see was a slightly burly young man in the middle. At this moment, when he mentioned Wei Hong's name, a look of jealousy flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, he said loudly.
"That's right, Wei Hong just thought of an idea. He hasn't come here for so long. Maybe he has been killed on the road." As the sturdy young man finished speaking, a man beside him looked slightly embarrassed.
The thin young man said in agreement.
"Haha, I really hope he doesn't get killed, otherwise, I won't be able to teach him a lesson." The sturdy young man laughed, showing a hint of arrogance.
"Wei Yihang, if you can't compare to Wei Hong, then you can't compare to Wei Hong. It's not a shame. If you talk about people behind their backs like this, what's the difference between you and a villain?" As soon as the strong young man finished speaking, a young man with a long sword appeared in the crowd.
, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly.
"Wei Ze, what the hell do you have the guts to say again? Who said that I, Wei Yihang, can't compete with him? Last time, I just lost to Wei Wuming. If Wei Hong were here now, I could take him with one hand.
Come on." Wei Yihang looked at Wei Ze, anger flashed in his eyes, and he said loudly.
"Yeah?"
Wei Hong couldn't listen anymore, so he walked directly to the courtyard with Lingbo Steps. Seeing Wei Hong suddenly appeared, the other teenagers also had different expressions on their faces.
Seeing Wei Hong's sudden appearance, Wei Yihang's face showed a hint of unnaturalness. However, immediately after, he put away the unnaturalness and said arrogantly: "Not bad, hum, I didn't expect that you could still show up alive.
However, in this competition, I am still first."
After Wei Yihang finished speaking, the martial aura on his body automatically released, floating with his clothes, revealing an oppressive aura, and pressed towards Wei Hong.
"Eighth Grade Warrior."
There was a look of astonishment on everyone's face, and they said in silence, you must know that after breaking through to the fifth level of the warrior, the further you go, the harder it becomes to practice. Among these branches of the Wei family, only the four of them have the highest cultivation level, reaching the seventh level of the warrior.
Now that Wei Yihang has broken through the seventh level and reached the eighth level, he naturally has the ability to be arrogant.
"Hey, Wei Wuming, now, if you compete with me, I can defeat you in three moves. With the gap in cultivation, you won't understand how strong I am now." When Wei Yihang used martial energy to suppress Wei Hong, he also looked at
Wei Wuming said confidently.
Wei Wuming ignored Wei Yihang at all. In his opinion, even if Wei Yihang reached the eighth level of warrior cultivation, he could completely defeat him with his spear intention. You must know that he has not made any progress in the past few days.
Wei Yihang looked at Wei Hong with a provocative look at this time. He had already made up his mind to make Wei Hong look embarrassed in front of everyone. In this competition and the first test, Wei Hong could be said to be completely famous.
, in which Wei Yihang completely became a supporting role, a result that Wei Yihang simply could not accept.
Looking at the arrogant Wei Yihang in front of him, Wei Hong shook his head slightly, said nothing, took a step forward, punched out with his right fist, and attacked Wei Yihang directly.
"court death."
Wei Yihang saw that Wei Hong dared to confront him head-on without using his sword. He curled his lips slightly and punched with his right hand without paying attention. He could only see Wei Yihang's right fist, mixed with martial energy, flashing black, attacking with Wei Hong.
And go.
"boom!"
The two collided violently, and the martial energy was released so that everyone had to retreat. Then, they saw Wei Yihang taking four steps back, but Wei Hong did not move at all.
"What?"
The faces of the teenagers present showed a look of astonishment, especially the thin young man at the beginning, whose face was also red from suppressing his emotions.
"Wei Yihang has reached the eighth level of cultivation, but why was he forced back by Wei Hong?" Next to him, a young man in yellow clothes whispered in confusion.
"Yes, no wonder Wei Hong was able to defeat Wei Wuming last time. It seems that he has made progress in the past few days!" A young man in brocade clothes beside him also whispered.
…
The young people's discussion did not lower their voices, so Wei Yihang heard it completely. His face turned red, he looked at Wei Hong and said angrily: "Yes, I have some skills, but I only got here. Just now,
I just used less than seven percent of my strength."
As soon as Wei Yihang finished speaking, the other teenagers showed a look of sudden realization on their faces. No wonder Wei Hong was able to force Wei Yihang back.
And Wei Yihang rushed directly towards Wei Hong, his face was extremely cold, and he slapped his palms towards Wei Hong. At this time, his fists turned into palms, and the palms turned silvery yellow, and there was a trace of suction. This was what Wei Yihang had practiced.
Palm technique, suction palm.
As Wei Yihang performed, everyone felt a suction force pulling towards Wei Yihang. Their expressions changed and they quickly used their martial energy to resist. At the same time, their expressions also changed slightly. Just with the movement of the palm, the remaining power was so great.
The offensive, how much pressure should Wei Hong, who is facing the palm of the wind, bear. This time, he will definitely not be able to withstand it.
Looking at Wei Yihang's attack, Wei Hong sneered. Wei Yihang exerted less than seven points of strength, not even five points. Looking at Wei Yihang's arrival, Wei Hong also gave a light drink.
"Barbarian King Fist."
Wei Hong stepped lightly on the ground and struck with all his strength. Wherever the punch hit, there was a sound of collision with the air. The punch was fast and hard, and directly collided with Wei Yihang's sucking palm.
"puff."
After another collision, the sneer at the corner of Wei Yihang's mouth froze on his face, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, with a look of horror on his face.
It was still a move. When Wei Yihang used all his strength, he was directly blown away by Wei Hong. At this time, even a fool could see that Wei Yihang was no match for Wei Hong.
"hateful."
Wei Yihang's expression became ferocious as he fell to the ground. He jumped up and attacked Wei Hong again. This time, Wei Yihang's figure changed very quickly. He fired three palms, three palms, in three different directions.
, and smashed towards Wei Hong.
Expansion!
Expansion!
Expansion!
With three collisions, Wei Hong directly blocked Wei Yihang's attack. At this time, Wei Hong looked at Wei Yihang in the distance and said calmly: "Now, it's me who will attack. I won't bully you. Just take one strike from me."
Can."
Wei Yihang's expression changed drastically, he gritted his teeth and looked at Wei Hong, and said angrily: "Hey, you have such a strong tone. Although I can't defeat you, if you want to knock me down easily, it won't be that easy."
Wei Hong shook his head slightly, not using his words at all, and struck directly. The moment he shot out the right hand, his right hand turned into a fist, and at this time, the right palm was like a big knife, slashing towards Wei Yihang.
"It's too much to bully someone."
Seeing that Wei Hong didn't even use the sword behind him, but only used a hand sword, Wei Yihang became furious and prepared to attack Wei Hong.
However, immediately afterwards, Wei Yihang suddenly felt a pain in his chest. Before he could make any reaction, he was directly knocked away. The moment he fell out, Wei Yihang still had a trace of uncertainty on his face.
"I was defeated just like this?" Wei Yihang fell in the distance, bleeding from his chest, and murmured dully.
Wei Hong stopped his hand at this time and looked at Wei Yihang who was lying in the distance without any expression. Ever since he mastered the second move of Ba Dao, he had been practicing it repeatedly on the way here, without even drawing the sword, just using his sword.
One strike of the sword can knock Wei Yihang away.
The teenagers who had been paying attention were silent at this time. Wei Wuming looked at Wei Hong with a look of astonishment on his face and murmured: "It's stronger."
At this time, Wei Yihang saw the looks of the young men looking at him, as if they were mocking and sarcastic looks, which made him feel so filled with hatred that he looked like he was going crazy, and he was ready to attack Wei Hong again.
"stop."
A soft shout came out, and Wei Yihang was stopped directly. At the same time, he said in a deep voice: "Fighting is prohibited here. If you really want to fight, wait until you truly become a descendant of the Wei family, and then we can have a fair duel!"
All I could see was that a middle-aged woman suddenly appeared on the field. Apparently, she was the housekeeper of Courtyard No. 4. Hearing the middle-aged woman's soft drink, Wei Yihang also recovered. However, when he looked at Wei Hong, it was
Revealing unforgettable hatred.
Wei Hong didn't care about Wei Yihang's gaze at all. If he didn't offend him, he would just repay him. But if he really did, Wei Hong wouldn't mind giving him another profound lesson.
After the middle-aged woman finished speaking, she directly arranged a room for Wei Hong and Wei Wuming. Courtyard No. 4 has two floors, and they are all wooden houses, separated by rooms. Each of these teenagers has a room.
"I say it again, no fighting is allowed, otherwise you will be deprived of the right to compete in this competition." After the middle-aged woman finished speaking, she left.
Wei Hong said a few words to Wei Wuming and then returned to his room. However, before he could prepare to practice, Wei Ning came in. At the same time, with a trace of worry on his face, he looked at Wei Hong and said, "Wei