Martial Arts Semi-Saint, such a distant vocabulary, Su Junbao didn't expect to meet this. It turned out that their youth was just about appearance!
"They are all young people, at most they are in their thirties!" Meng Tiande said again.
Looking at a person's eyes, you can tell his true age. They are strong just because they are strong, not because they are old!
What an amazing thing is that you can reach the semi-saint realm in your thirties. How many martial arts geniuses in the Mangyuan of the Northern Region are still struggling in the Nascent Soul realm. Only a semi-saint has been produced for hundreds of years, and the other party is only in his thirties!
This is really the difference between the two worlds!
The man applauded and walked over steadily, standing on the main stage!
"You seem to be very dissatisfied with the taxes of the court?"
He looked at Wan Cheng Chong and asked, his tone was very plain, but it gave people an indescribable sense of oppression. Even the great men from the Northern Territory Rumor were unable to remain calm in front of him, and they were not naturally short!
"The taxes assigned by the Central Empire over the years have been repeated over the years, and they have been exploited layer by layer. The people of the northern region have long been unable to bear the burden. As the king, we have the power to make demands on the land and water!" said Wan Chengzhong. He was the only person standing here, with his waist straight.
"The tax on one or two million spiritual crystals is not too much. I can't afford it. It only means that you are too poor here, a group of poor ghosts and untouchables!" said the young man.
"We are poor people, but we live on our own land, and do not steal or rob, and support ourselves with hardworking hands. Even if we are poor, we don't owe others a piece of money. On the contrary, why do you come here and take away half of our wealth every year? "Wancheng asked!
"Why? Just because we have established order, before the central empire, the world was in chaos, and who could live a peaceful life? Is it just you people?" the young man asked sneered and asked.
"Yes, it's up to us!"
Wanchengzhong raised his head high: "You are not the ones who established the central empire, but the greatest kings in our northern region. You are just a group of thieves. Order is to make people live. The poor should have the right to live."
His voice was almost roaring and full of rage.
However, after these words, everyone present was moved in their faces, and even the young man's eyes became surprised, and it was a little uncertain. Not everyone understood this history, and it was the most taboo topic in the empire, but Wancheng reiterated it.
"The poor have no power!" After the young man's face changed color, he returned to calm.
"You want power, I'll give it to you!"
After saying that, his figure disappeared from the spot, and no one could see clearly what he was moving, and the person had already appeared in front of Wan Chengzhong.
"puff!"
With a hand knife, it was rumored that Wan Chengzhong, whose cultivation level reached the peak of Tonggu Realm, had no power to resist. A thick arm flew out and blood splattered all over the ground.
Wan Chengzhong grabbed the broken arm, and the veins on his face burst out from the pain, but he didn't shout!
"He's a man, but it's useless!"
The young man stepped forward and printed a palm, which was ordinary, but everyone present knew that he could not escape that palm, because when the other party slapped it, the true energy in the opponent's body had already solidified from the air.
I can't stop it, nor can I avoid it!
"Bang!"
A solid palm was printed on Wan Chengzhong's chest. He took a few steps back continuously, and his burly body finally fell down.
"Father!"
A young man next to him helped him into his arms, Wan Tianhe, the eldest son of Wanchengzhong.
Wan Tianhe turned around and locked his angry gaze at the murderer. He could rush up at any time to fight hard. But Wan Chengzhong looked at him, shook his head, and coughed up a lot of blood foam!
"Not today!" he said to his child.
"You don't even have the power to fight back, so how can you talk about power?" the young man asked.
"Yes, yes, my power is indeed very small in front of you big men and is not worth mentioning!"
Wan Chengzhong, who was injured and fell, stood up again, held a broken arm, and raised his head again: "I know who you are, and I know what consequences will be if you do this, but... but there must be someone who stands up and tells the people of the Northern Region Mangyuan, telling them that they are not untouchables, nor are they animals, they are all humans, telling them... Never forget to resist. The most terrible thing about people is not the ability to resist... but the lack of the will to resist. As long as you don't forget, there will be a day when the shackles will be broken, and this is what you fear the most."
He was seriously injured, his voice intermittently, but his words hit everyone's heart, echoing in the hall with deafening resonance. At this time, Wan Chenggong used the only remaining arm to clench it into a fist shape, and the true energy in his body surged out, condensed on his arm to form a dragon shadow!
"boom!"
Wancheng tried his best to punch, and rushed towards the other party like a huge black dragon. This was the strongest force that Su Jun Baby had seen so far, but as the other party said, it was useless!
The young man stretched out his palm and grabbed his fist, shattering all the dragon shadows!
The huge gap in strength cannot be made up by anything else.
"It's useless to say it!"
The young man grabbed the other person's fist with one palm. Wan Chengzhong was tall and tall, and he was obviously half a head taller than the other person, but the current situation could not shake it at all!
"This is the gap, a gap that you can never cross. All you can do is accept your fate!"
The young man grinned, saying this for Wan Chengzhong to listen to, and for everyone present. The force on his claws tightened, Wan Chengzhong's complete fist was pinched and deformed, and the blue veins on his face burst out, obviously suffering a lot!
Suddenly, Wan Cheng opened his mouth heavily and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the other person's face. The young man caught off guard and was soaked in the face!
"Hahaha!"
With one move, the whole hall echoed with the wild and unrestrained smile of Wanchengzhong!
"You're looking for death!"
The young man was humiliated and immediately became furious and kicked him sideways.
"Bang!"
Wan Chengzhong's body flew out like a kite with broken strings, sliding against the ground, and hitting the conference tables around him. Many people could not dodge and were knocked away together. It was not until in front of a person that his body paused.
People looked at it, a boy who was only in his teenage form reached out and pressed it on Wan Chengzhong's shoulder. It seemed that he had taken action and stopped Wan Chengzhong's flying out of his body.
The boy said nothing, and there was a younger boy next to him and a little kid who seemed to be able to walk.
A very weird combination.
The people present were surprised that there was a person who could take the power of a semi-saint here, who was so young, but even thought it was impossible!