"Who is making trouble? Stand up!" Kelt asked Han Ming and Li Chengfeng with a sullen face. But it was Li Chengfeng who was looking at him. In his opinion, the troublemaker must be Li Chengfeng.
As soon as I saw Li Chengfeng, I felt that this boy was not weak. It seemed that it would not be a loss of face for several of his men to fall in his hands. After all, in a border city like Wild City, you can step into the ranks of great warriors.
How many people were there in the queue? Han Ming was ignored by him. In his eyes, Han Ming was just a useless person with no power to restrain a chicken.
What surprised Kelt was that the one who stood up was not Li Chengfeng, but the trash in his eyes, Han Ming.
"First of all, let me correct you. It was not me who caused the trouble." Han Ming said with a slight smile.
Kelt suddenly realized, I said, how could it be you, but his face became darker and darker, it's not you, why are you standing up? Can't you fool me in front of so many people? He thinks he is here
There are only a few people in Wilderness City who dare to openly tease him. Obviously, among these people, there is no place for Han Ming.
Han Ming paused for a moment and continued: "The person who caused trouble is not me, but one of your people. If you are looking for the person who injured your men, it is me."
"You?" Kelt looked at Han Ming suspiciously, and then at Li Chengfeng, who was still sitting leisurely next to him. His face was full of disbelief.
Seeing that Li Chengfeng was indifferent, Kelt nodded and said: "In that case, show your strength. I want to see if you have the arrogance."
Han Ming smiled and said, "Don't you want to ask about the reason?"
Kelt shook his head and asked: "Is it necessary? No matter what the reason is, if you openly resist the army, there is only one outcome. Either you come with me yourself, or I force you to follow me. But now I have changed my mind.
Even if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, I will not let you leave this hall."
Han Ming laughed three times and said loudly: "Okay! As expected, they are all the same, equally unreasonable! I gave your subordinates a sentence before, I am a very reasonable person, but if you don't reason with me
, then I will be even more unreasonable than you! This sentence is also given to you now!"
"What a loud tone!" When Celtic heard that Han Ming was so arrogant, his hands trembled with anger and he drew out his sword. His body suddenly exuded majestic fighting spirit. Suddenly, everyone in the hall felt a huge pressure.
They all stayed away, leaving a large circular space in the center of the hall. The mercenaries who were watching the excitement ran to the outermost edge and stood against the wall to watch the scene.
The nobles also walked in swaggeringly one by one, and sat down in the hall near the door. They were all smiling. His fighting spirit was not comparable to that of the few young soldiers before.
"Guess how many rounds that skinny boy can last?" a rich man asked.
"I think the guy sitting down is still interesting, but the one standing up is useless."
"I don't think so. If you dare to stand up, you must have some strength. If you don't believe me, how about we take a gamble?"
"Okay! Haha, I bet that kid can't survive one of Celtic's moves. I bet five hundred gold coins!"
The person who was optimistic about Han Ming before said with a smile: "I bet he can survive ten moves, which is also five hundred gold coins."
At this moment, these upper-class people actually started to start a gambling game. Seeing this, several other wealthy gentry also came to participate. The result was that even the people who were most optimistic about Han Ming did not think that Han Ming could win ten rounds.
The outcome of the gambling game naturally became whether Han Ming could survive ten rounds, rather than whether Han Ming could win.
"Boy, take action!" Celtic said. In front of so many people, he didn't want people to say that he bullied the weak. In his opinion, there was no glory in today's battle, whether he lost or won. Winning
, others can only say that he is bullying the small, and it will be even more embarrassing if he loses. In order to regain a little bit of face, he has to act like a master.
Han Ming, of course, knew what Celtic was thinking. He saw that Celtic was showing off his airs of not being able to dodge, and it seemed that he wanted to directly receive his attack. He thought to himself, if you want me to strike first, then I will
Just strike first. Don’t you want face? I won’t give you face!
When everyone thought that Han Ming was going to attack immediately, they were surprised to find that Han Ming did not take action. Instead, he turned around and took an empty bowl. He slowly poured the wine in the barrel into the bowl. Then he held it.
Bowl turned around and walked towards Celtic step by step.
Now even Celtic is confused. What is this kid doing? Is he trying to toast himself? Where did this show come from?
Han Ming came to Kelt with a smile and extended his right hand to Kelt.
Kelt stared blankly at Han Ming's outstretched hand. He didn't know what Han Ming was going to do, shake hands? He didn't think much about it at the moment. He stretched out his right hand and shook it with Han Ming, but secretly cursed this kid for being too busy.
But when a junior reaches out, he can't be without grace at all.
However, what surprised Kelt was that he had just held hands with Han Ming, and felt that Han Ming was holding his hand in vain. The strength shocked him. How could this kid's hand be so strong?
Big!? He struggled a few times, but he didn't break free.
Seeing that Han Ming had successfully restrained Celtic's body and prevented him from escaping, he instantly raised his left hand and, in full view of everyone, poured the wine in the bowl into Celtic's face.
No one expected that Han Ming would suddenly do something like this, and the whole hall burst into laughter.
But Han Ming quickly retreated and said with a smile: "At your request, I took action."
puff!
Li Chengfeng finally couldn't help it and spit out the wine he just drank in his mouth. He thought to himself, Han Ming, this guy is too bad. But I like it.
Celtic's face turned red with anger, and he rushed forward with a loud scream. At this time, he no longer cared about his demeanor, and used all his strength to attack Han Ming.
Look at Han Ming again, blocking Celtic's blade with his right hand, picking up the wine barrel with his left hand, and slamming it into Celtic's head.
Celtic secretly thought something was wrong. He had just been spilled wine, and now the whole bucket was replaced!? He hurriedly reached out to stir it up, but unexpectedly it was just a feint. Han Ming raised his leg and kicked him, hitting Celtic in the crotch.
department.
Celtic's vital part was hit hard. Even with the Dou Qi body protection, he couldn't bear this level of pain. He covered his crotch with both hands, and his whole body bent in pain and trembled violently. This was called surprise!
Ever since Han Ming saw this Celtic's fighting spirit, he knew that he was only a little stronger than him at most, and it would take a lot of effort to fight. When Celtic signaled for him to attack first, he thought
This series of damaging moves. Do you want face? Does face come after all?
The laughter in the hall became even louder now, and some people even burst into tears.
"Ha...just now, what round was it just now?"
"Haha, you, wait, let me take a breath, haha, Celtic is really embarrassed this time. Haha" This man couldn't even count the rounds and almost died laughing.
Han Ming took advantage of Celtic's bending skills and hit Celtic's head with a heavy punch. If this punch had hit, Celtic's head would have exploded like a watermelon. However, right now
At this time, a hand violently pulled Kelt back, and then a fist met Han Ming's fist.
The two fists smashed together with a loud bang.
Han Ming only felt a huge numbness in his arms, and his body was shaken by the huge impact and took several steps back before he could stop. Then he saw the person who rescued Celtic, his body only swayed a few times and retreated.
Just half a step.
This person is a master. Han Ming shook his numb arm and his expression suddenly became serious. Someone who can knock him back several steps with one punch must have reached the level of war madness.
The person who rescued Kelt was Baldur, the president of Savage City who rushed over. At this time, he was also shocked. The thin boy in front of him didn't even have fighting spirit. He was able to take a punch from him and just stepped back a few steps.
He only took one step, and even he took half a step back. You must know that Badr has successfully entered the realm of the first-level war madness, and has always been known for his infinite strength. I am afraid that the most powerful person in this wild city is Bader.
Del.
Badr didn't know the cause and effect of the incident. He only received a report from his subordinates and learned that someone had injured several soldiers in succession. This incident caused an uproar in the Savage City. In order to prevent it from spreading further, he had no choice but to do so.
Come here in person. When he thought about it, the other party might be a master from other cities, but as soon as he came here, he saw Bart being kicked in the vagina, and the other party turned out to be such a young boy!
"What a despicable method!" Badr looked at Han Ming and felt angry in his heart. No matter what the cause of this incident was, this kid should never humiliate an army deputy commander in front of so many people.
It would be too much to do.
Han Ming licked his lips and sneered: "To each other."
Badr nodded and said: "Then let me learn your clever trick." He didn't know what Han Ming meant by each other, and he didn't have time to ask in detail. The face lost today must be recovered.
At the same time, I also had a love for talents and wanted to try Han Ming's skills. With such achievements at such a young age, the future is limitless. If I can make him completely convinced by me, I can win him into my heart.
The army, then today's matter has become a private fight within the army. Although it is not good-looking, at least it will not be a joke to outsiders. Thinking this in my heart, I naturally no longer retain my strength, and the three-stage battle
Crazy fighting spirit was suddenly released.
Han Ming didn't know what Bader was thinking. He just thought that he was just an unreasonable fool. Without any hesitation, he kicked the stone bench next to him away and threw it towards Badr.
"Well done!" Badr shouted, without evading or dodging, he punched the stone bench to pieces, sprinted toward Han Ming, and punched Han Ming's chest with his right fist.
Han Ming quickly waved his hand to block Badr's fist, but his whole arm was numbed by Badr's fighting spirit. He was horrified. In his opinion, Badr's power was not much stronger than his own. If he
If you take off all the weight-bearing jewelry on your body, you can even stabilize Baldur's head. But from being knocked back at the beginning, to now just blocking Baldur's attack and making your entire arm lose consciousness, this is completely
Because of the opponent's vindictiveness.
The fighting spirit is so strong!?
Thinking in his mind, his body movements did not stop for a moment, and he faced Badr's attack again without fear. The two people's fighting styles are very similar, they are all head-on, and they do not avoid the opponent's attack at all. You come and I go,
They fought for more than twenty rounds in a row.
The older the two sides got, the more frightened they became. What shocked Han Ming was that Badr's rich combat experience was beyond his comparison. Coupled with his three-level fighting spirit, he was mostly beaten during the fights.
Even if a few punches occasionally hit Baldur's body-protecting fighting spirit, they would only make a muffled sound, but did not really hurt Baldur's body.
But Bader was even more shocked. Han Ming's strength and ability to withstand blows were simply astonishing. Several times, this kid almost broke his body-protecting fighting spirit with one punch. This kid actually relied entirely on his physical strength.
After fighting with him for more than twenty rounds, he didn't seem to be injured at all. On the contrary, he became more courageous as he fought.
The two people who were fighting were not the only ones who were shocked. Everyone in the hall, including the dignitaries, also had their mouths wide open. They were secretly surprised in their hearts, who is this thin boy? They all know Badr's strength very well.
However. It can be said that in this barbaric city, Balder dares to claim the second place, and no one dares to claim the first place. But the boy in front of him at such a young age can actually go head-to-head with Balder without losing until now. If this boy can do it again in the future,
After cultivating fighting spirit, wouldn't it be... They don't even dare to think about it. Heroes come from young!
Li Chengfeng knew that Han Ming was strong, but he didn't expect that Han Ming was so strong. He thought to himself that if he were to fight against Baldur, he probably wouldn't be able to survive two rounds. Baldur was both at the first level.
He is crazy about fighting, and he is just a great warrior of the fourth level. The gap between each level in a rank is huge. This gap becomes more obvious as you go to the end. If the difference between the two is one rank, the result will be
, I can figure it out even with my toes. It is completely impossible to defeat it. There is not even a trace of luck.
But Han Ming completely shattered his understanding of this concept of rank. Han Ming couldn't even use fighting spirit. How did this kid practice? Think about Han Ming, and then look at himself. Li Chengfeng
He couldn't help but feel ashamed. He had been called a martial arts genius by everyone since he was a child, and he himself had always thought so. After practicing for thirteen years, there were only a handful of people who could surpass him in talent. But in Korea
In front of Ming, he suddenly felt a strong sense of frustration. But Li Chengfeng was also a generous man, and this feeling disappeared as soon as it arose. There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. He will not look down on others because of others.
He admired himself, especially this person.
Han Ming and Badr were not affected by the loud exclamations of the people, and they quickly fought together. Badr used 100% of his strength and hit Han Ming on the right shoulder with a punch, beating Han Ming until he vomited blood.
He stepped back and was kicked by Han Ming himself. He groaned and took half a step back, almost losing his balance.
Han Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and thought to himself, it seems that it is impossible not to use all his strength. Looking at the situation in front of him, even if he took off the weight-bearing jewelry, he would still be able to hold on for hundreds of years in Badr's hand.
After a round, he was seriously injured. After all, strength alone was not enough. He was still far behind Baldur in terms of combat experience. Moreover, the opponent's fighting spirit was really terrifying. He was confident that if he also had fighting spirit, he would be able to defeat him.
Coupled with his powerful strength, he will definitely knock Badr down.
Fighting spirit...what a magical thing...
"stop!"
Just as Han Ming was about to take off his weight-bearing jewelry, Li Chengfeng's voice interrupted him.
"Uncle Badr, congratulations on your success in becoming a war madman. You have been safe and sound for all these years."
"You kid! You're finally back, you still remember your Uncle Badr!"
Han Ming stared blankly as Li Chengfeng walked quickly towards Badr, and watched helplessly as the two grown men held hands together and gave each other a big hug.
Holy shit! It turns out...these two people are in the same group?dd