"Oh, I forgot that I still have a friend like you." Wuming suddenly said in surprise.
"Brother Wuming, I heard that you contributed a lot to the fight against Muluo this time." The topic turned to the war.
"That's a rumor. I heard it. What I heard is not true. After all, I didn't see it. What do you think?" Wuming picked up the tea and took a sip.
I thought so too
Wuming looked at this guy who seemed to be a bit of an idiot. This was the second young master of the Yun family. He regarded himself as a romantic, and even claimed to be the most romantic young master in the Canglan Kingdom. Such was his virtue. He shook his head and was not even interested in arguing with this man.
However, this man is quite good-looking, and with his family background and appearance, as well as his lack of money, he can easily seduce some women. He just boasts like this, saying that he has been among thousands of flowers and not a single leaf has touched him.
No matter what, my brain is not as good as other things, maybe it’s genes. I’m pretty good at martial arts. I’m already a peak swordsman at a young age. Although I can’t compare with Bei Mingyu, I’m still pretty good anyway.
He is much taller than his peers, and because of this, he is overconfident. But everyone in Canglan knows that he has never suffered a loss, and he has gradually developed arrogance and arrogance.
"Brother Wuming, why not give Wuming a try?" Yunpeng said with a smile, but there was a trace of cruelty in his eyes.
Why, Wuming laughed.
"Don't friends all learn from each other? Why don't we learn from each other?" Yun Peng looked at Wuming eagerly and said, always afraid that Wuming would not agree.
In fact, sparring is normal, usually with good intentions and good sparring, and there is also a challenge-based battle. One party challenges the other, and the challenged party will usually accept it, otherwise the reputation will be ruined. It’s just that this guy’s words make people uncomfortable.
His face skills are top notch.
"How do you want to spar? Swords have no eyes, so it won't look good if you get hurt." Wuming said while sipping tea with a smile.
"Brother Wuming, please stop competing. It would be bad if there were casualties." Beiming Mingyue said worriedly. After all, she was kind-hearted and didn't want to see anyone get hurt. If Wuming was injured, there would be no way to explain to her aunt.
"We should be fine as long as we finish the call." Yun Peng said this, but there was an unknown intention in his eyes.
Okay, let's stop there.
Beiming Mingyue knew that Wuming was very powerful, but Yunpeng was not a vegetarian either.
Yunpeng is a sword user, and the sword body has a green light. It looks extraordinary and should be of the wind type.
Wuming took out the gun he had customized; "Brother Yun, please."
Yunpeng's sword shook, fighting energy spread all over the sword, and then the sword stabbed with a very fast speed. All martial arts that are famous for speed are the simplest moves. Only in this way can time be saved.
Wuming looked at the sword that was coming towards him. It was too slow. This was Wuming's idea.
The spear, which was twice as long as the sword, flicked slightly and its back hair reached the weakest point on the tip of the sword.
Ding, there was a crisp sound, and Yunpeng's long sword almost left his hand. This was still the case where Wuming didn't use any force. He thought Yunpeng could casually kill him instantly.
Although Yunpeng was surprised, he was even more surprised by Wuming's speed. He was known for his speed, but he didn't see clearly how Wuming fired the gun.
This time, a full-strength fighting spirit slash was swept towards Wuming through the air, and then a small downward slash struck towards Wuming like lightning.
When Wuming saw that Yunpeng didn't have any backup plan at this time, he even wanted to hurt himself with the sword.
Dodging the previous fighting spirit slash, he stood quietly, watching Yun Peng's sword slowly getting closer and closer, and Yun Peng's face also looked a little ferocious. Instead of slowing down, he went faster.
"Yunpeng, stop." Beiming Mingyue and Qin Ruolan shouted in a panic.
Yunpeng was still more determined to keep Wu Mingwasi here. Only in this way could Ruolan give up and change her mind, thinking about her own plan.
Wuming shook his head helplessly. There was no point in enmity with such a person. Instead of retreating, he advanced forward. He was as fast as a thunderous dragon and passed Yunpeng. However, Wuming slapped Yunpeng on the back with his arm on the way.
Poof, a mouthful of blood spurted out and he fell out.
Although he didn't want to cause trouble, he couldn't let anyone bully him at home. Wuming still had principles. Without looking at Yunpeng, he walked towards his room.
Yunpeng was seriously injured but not unable to move. He gave Wuming a vicious look and staggered away.
"Brother Wuming, don't be angry. I didn't mean it. We couldn't get rid of this annoying guy so I thought of you. I know you have the best solution. I didn't expect it.",,,,,
"Don't blame Mingyue, he was pestering me, I brought him here." Qin Ruolan said cowardly and looked at Wuming carefully.
"Okay, I don't blame you, but if you don't follow suit next time, you will cause trouble for me." Knocked on Mingyue's head.
"Don't keep knocking me on the hungry head. You can't afford to pay if you knock me stupidly." Beiming Mingyue muttered in protest.
"Today I was in no mood because of that annoying ghost, so we will go to Brother Wuming." Qin Ruolan gave Wuming a resentful look when she left.
Wuming is depressed, as for what, if I offend a big family like this, will the future be stable? After all, the Yun family is also a wealthy family, but with a being like Wushuang, I guess they won't deal with me blatantly.