"You, what do you want to do?" Cao Weikang took a step back and stared at Han Ya! However, in his eyes, there was a hint of panic that could not be concealed.
He is just a late-stage martial artist. He is able to stand in this arena entirely because of his uncle's strength.
In his opinion, although there were two strong men on the other side, his uncle's innate strength, which had been advanced for many years, was enough to easily defeat them. However, the reality was completely opposite to his wishes. His uncle was stronger than the young man who had just advanced.
Under the innate attack, there was actually a feeling of danger.
And just when he was about to help, he suddenly woke up. There was a strong man who could be called a half-step innate next to him, staring at him with eager eyes.
Hanyasen smiled coldly. He turned to look at the battle group. He seemed to turn a blind eye to Cao Weikang who was not far away. He just said slowly: "If you stay here honestly, I won't take action. However, you
If you have any wishful thinking, I don't mind sending you away."
What he said was so unceremonious that he made it clear that he didn't take the other person seriously.
However, Cao Weikang's face turned green and red for a while, but he didn't dare to take the initiative.
Wu Runqing frowned slightly and shook his head gently.
Wu Yuehan snorted and whispered: "Dad, is this the person you found? Hum, even if he wins the final victory, I will never marry him."
Wu Runqing's face turned slightly red, coughed slightly, and said: "Yue Han, don't worry, even my father will not look at such a person." His eyes fell on Mao Guangliang, and he nodded slightly,
Said: "However, this little guy named Mao can think about it."
"Dad." Wu Yuehan said dissatisfiedly.
Wu Runqing laughed, but looked at the battle group with a rather complicated look. There was a bit of approval but also a hint of vigilance.
Such people also come to participate in martial arts competitions to recruit brides, and it's fine if they can win the final victory and bring the beauty home. But if they lose in the end, I'm afraid they will have an enemy for nothing.
"Beast God Transformation, is this the Beast God Transformation?" Rong Kaixuan's eyes were shining brightly as he stared at the battle group, especially the majestic Mao Guangliang, who possessed powerful power in every move he made.
He received special attention.
Beast God Transformation is a top martial art with a great reputation among the human race.
However, the essence of this martial arts has always been in the hands of the strong men of Qi State. Although there are equally powerful martial arts in Ning State that can compete with it, no master of Ning State can turn the beast god into a
Cultivation to the ultimate level.
"Okay, the name given by the Cao family is indeed well-deserved." Mao Guangliang suddenly roared in the battle group. He said with a cruel smile: "You are worthy of me using the beast god to become a real power." Before he finished speaking, his voice suddenly became louder.
It became louder and more passionate, and as his voice changed, his body also began to transform.
The next moment, the muscles on his body swelled, and even his height seemed to have increased a bit. Especially his arms and legs, they were much thicker than before.
Correspondingly, as his body grew larger, the strength and speed he displayed became even more powerful.
Every time a punch is punched out, there will be a "crackling" sound in the void, and the fists are hitting faster and faster, and they are simply connected to form a wall of fists in the void.
Cao Jiaqi's expression changed drastically, and he secretly complained in his heart.
The unique art of beast transformation is not something that ordinary innate strong people can practice, and its requirements for practitioners are abnormal. However, once this top-notch skill is successfully practiced, it is enough to give practitioners huge powers.
, and even the strength to challenge beyond levels.
At this time, he deeply felt the power of the beast god transformation.
Every time the opponent's fists intersect, his body will tremble slightly.
His Qi power was clearly superior to that of his opponent, but after transforming into a beast god, Mao Guangliang's body became extremely powerful. This level of strength has exceeded the limits of the human body, and has even reached the level of a strong spiritual beast.
The cultivation method of spiritual beasts is extremely simple. They can compete with humans and have a certain advantage simply because their bodies are so powerful.
At this moment, Mao Guangliang is like a strong beastman wearing human skin who has practiced the human race's true qi. Although he only has the early innate true qi, he has exerted a huge power that completely suppresses the later innate.
strength.
"Bang bang bang..."
The two sides exchanged dozens of punches in quick succession. Cao Jiaqi suddenly shouted loudly: "Stop, we admit defeat."
Mao Guangliang stopped, looked at Cao Jiaqi with regret, and said, "Why didn't you fight?"
Cao Jiaqi stamped his foot fiercely and said: "Since you used the Beast God Transformation and used your bare hands, I am naturally not your enemy."
Mao Guangliang raised his eyebrows and said, "You can use weapons."
Cao Jiaqi's lips twitched, and finally he sighed softly and said: "Hey, forget it, this is the world of you young people, and I, an old man, should not have participated in it." He stretched out his hand, and an invisible wave of
The power shot out and entangled Cao Weikang. With a slight sway, the two of them had already left the central arena.
The audience suddenly burst into murmurs, and everyone looking at Mao Guangliang was filled with fear.!
This person actually practiced the Beast God Transformation, which is known as the number one martial arts secret in the Ning Kingdom. No wonder he was able to defeat Cao Jiaqi, a strong man in the late Xiantian stage.
Cao Jiaqi took his nephew and left the yard without stopping, and walked straight out of Wu's house.
Cao Weikang's face turned red and he said, "Uncle, are we just going to give up like this?"
Cao Jiaqi glanced at him coldly and said: "You have also seen that Mao Guangliang has practiced the beast god transformation. Even if I try my best, I may not be able to win him."
"Uncle, you may not be able to win him, and you may not definitely lose." Cao Weikang said hastily.
"Hmph." The Cao family suddenly turned around and said, "You coward, how could you just stand by and watch while Mao Guangliang and I were fighting to the death? Bah, Hanyasen just said one sentence, and it made you feel scared. Your behavior like this
, even if Uncle Wei wins in the end, Wu Runqing will never recruit you as his son-in-law."
Cao Weikang's face suddenly turned miserable, and his body was trembling slightly. However, under his uncle's sharp gaze, he still lowered his head in shame.
Cao Jiaqi sighed softly, put away the anger on his face, and said: "Beast God Transformation is a unique skill in martial arts. Generally speaking, only those who have advanced to the middle stage of Xiantian are eligible to learn. But Mao Guangliang has just advanced to the stage of Xiantian.
By that time, he has been able to use it skillfully. Hehe, although Meng Yan is a genius who is one in ten thousand, so is Mao Guangliang. If the Tigers of Liberty City want to return with beauty this time, it will not be easy.
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There are countless cultivators among the human race. Although Meng Yan is a rare talent, there are still people who can compare with him.
However, listening to his uncle's praise of these two people, Cao Weikang's face turned ugly.
Glancing at his nephew coldly, the Cao family said: "From tomorrow on, you will join the city guard for me and start investigating the beast territory with the team."
"Yes." Cao Weikang bowed his head in response, his heart filled with unquenchable anger.
What's so great about these two people, I will definitely surpass you.
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"Pa bang bang..."
On the ring, another two groups of four people were entangled and fighting.
However, it was clearly different from the previous Jingwei. At this time, the fight in the ring turned into a mess.
Both groups are a combination of one old and one young. The strong one is innate and the weak one is at the master level. However, when they fight, the strong ones are looking for openings to attack the weak ones in order to knock the opponent down in one fell swoop. The innate strong ones have to be distracted to take care of them.
The juniors around him naturally cannot exert their strongest strength.
Such a fight can only be chaotic, and it will never be as exciting as when Mao Guangliang faced Cao Jiaqi. But it is undeniable that this is the most correct choice for both parties.
Shaking his head slightly, Qiu Sheng said softly: "Senior brother, these innates in the city are getting better and better."
Wu Runqing smiled disdainfully and said: "After they were promoted to Xiantian, they knew that there was no hope of becoming a master, so they indulged themselves and lost their enterprising spirit. Hum, if they were allowed to fight to the death with Mao Guangliang and Meng Yan, there would be a nine-in-ten chance that they would be a master.
It will cost you your life."
"Hey, ever since our ancestor went into seclusion, the atmosphere in the city has gone from bad to worse." Qiu Sheng sighed softly: "If there is another invasion of beasts at this time, I really don't know how to resist it."
Wu Runqing's face changed slightly. Even with his determination, he still felt a little chilly.
"kill……"
Suddenly, a thunderous shout sounded from the arena.
Then, a figure flew out, and while it was in mid-air, it had already spit out a mouthful of fresh food.
Another figure flew up and hugged the figure in mid-air. He stared at the figure fiercely, remained unchanged, jumped up high, and left in an instant.
The remaining two people in the ring laughed loudly. They finally won this battle, and they were naturally very happy.
Wu Runqing smiled slightly, put away his mood, and said: "Congratulations, Brother Lei."
The victorious innate warrior surnamed Lei clasped his fists in return, but there was a hint of amusement between his eyes and brows that was hard to conceal.
What an honor it is to be able to defeat a cultivator of the same level in this situation.
After Wu Runqing happily retired, he glanced at everyone and said: "The three competitions in the first round are over. Next... I'll invite Mao Guangliang and Han Yasen to fight against Brother Zhang and his son."
Among the crowd, two pale-faced men stood up. The older man sighed softly: "Brother Wu, we, father and son, have consumed too much in the battle just now, and we can no longer continue." His tone said.
Full of helplessness and regret, he said: "We give up this battle."
"Wow."
A commotion sounded again, and Mao Guangliang fought with the Cao family, but it didn't actually consume much.
But the subsequent battles were different. In the next two battles, both sides fought in a melee and tried their best to win.
Although these two people won, it was only a miserable victory. At this time, they even lost the ability to continue taking action.
For a time, everyone looked at them with more pity and less envy and jealousy.
It doesn't matter if he has the support of an innate strong person, he will not be defeated in the end.