Wang Po walked quickly to follow the sound, and Zhao Rui followed closely behind Wang Po, chasing her all the way.
When I walked to a large platform, I saw a short girl holding a sword tightly and striking the Tianquan Sect's signature plaque.
Seeing this, Wang Po quickly jumped forward and grabbed the girl's hand tightly.
"Where did you come from, you bitch, why are you chopping up our Tianquan Sect's signature plaque?"
Wang Po looked displeased as she looked at the girl and said anxiously.
The young girl broke free from Grandma Wang's hand, took three quick steps behind her, smiled coldly, and said, "Old lady, don't you know who you offended this morning?"
Grandma Wang was shocked. She looked the girl up and down, frowned and asked, "Are you...are you Wang Qiuxue's disciple?"
The girl said: "Yes, my master is Wang Qiuxue. My name is Wan Yu, and I am the disciple of my master Wang Qiuxue."
"I have already found out everything about your Tianquan sect's trivial matters. Let me tell you, the reason why I am here today is to avenge my master and settle this account!
"
Wang Po looked at Wan Yu with a face full of surprise, and said urgently: "Your Highness, King Zhao, please leave quickly. It seems that I have to groom this girl's muscles and bones!"
Zhao Rui hurriedly walked away and ran back quickly.
He only ran eight steps in total, and he only heard the sound of fighting between Wang Po and Wan Yu coming from where he was.
Zhao Rui quickly hid behind the boulder and looked at Granny Wang with dumbfounded eyes.
I saw that Wan Yu's martial arts skills were exactly the same as Wang Po's. Of course, because his skills were much different from Wang Po's, no matter how Wan Yu pestered Wang Po, he could not do anything about Wang Po.
After fighting for four rounds in a row, Wang Po held her hand at every turn and sneered at Wan Yu: "This Wang Qiuxue's disciple is nothing more than that. If I hadn't been merciful, you little girl, even if you have ten lives,
They are not old enough to kill!"
Wan Yu saw that he was powerless, but it would be a disgrace to Wang Qiuxue if he left like this.
At the moment, they had no choice but to fight hard. Wan Yu said urgently: "If you have the ability, come here. If I blink my eyes, I will take your last name!"
Wang Po was slightly aroused by Wan Yu, so she immediately rushed towards Wan Yu, and a large ball of yellow light suddenly surged around Wan Yu's body.
Like a golden bell covered by an iron cloth, Wang Po used all her strength to press her palms firmly against the yellow light, trying to break Wan Yu's technique.
Zhao Rui thought in his mind: This Wan Yu is not very young, but he is very powerful and has a very good mind. At that time, he was one step ahead of ordinary people.
He kept saying it, and if he blinked his eyes, he took Mrs. Wang's last name.
But the problem is that Wang Po's surname is Wang, and Wan Yu's master Wang Qiuxue is also surnamed Wang. Even if Wan Yu flees in embarrassment and loses her face, Wan Yu will not suffer even if she takes Wang Po's surname seriously.
The one on the left is named Wang and the one on the right is also named Wang, so what?
Zhao Rui thought this in his mind, then thought again: Haha! It seems that this Wang Qiuxue is really not a trivial matter. He was kicked out of the Tianquan sect by his master, but he actually established his own business outside.
A randomly selected disciple has such an IQ. It seems that if Murong Chunyu really wants to compare with Wang Qiuxue, he may be defeated!
At this moment, a ball of true energy seemed to pour out from Wan Yu's palms, and suddenly rushed towards Wang Po's face.