Tianmu

Chen Ming's every move has been watched by other people all the time. Those who had already gone downstairs saw Chen Ming coming down, and they all looked over.

Chen Ming just glanced at them lightly, and stopped paying attention to them.

The more people watch this battle today, the more obvious the effect he wants will be. I believe that soon, the news of this battle will spread throughout Qingyuan City, and everyone will know by then. Chen Ming, the second generation of No.70, has already shed the title of waste material.

Handing the transcribed paper to the old man sitting inside, the old man picked it up and glanced at it lightly, then put it on the counter.

Turn around and take out a silver sign. [

Snap it on top of the paper.

"Young man, it seems that you are in trouble." Rarely, the old man looked up at Chen Ming carefully, and said a word.

Chen Ming glanced at the old man in surprise, and then smiled.

"This may not be bad for the junior." As he spoke, Chen Ming picked up the nameplate and paper on the counter, "Thank you for your concern, senior. I'm leaving this junior."

"Well, let's go." The old man nodded gently, and then closed his eyes again.

Chen Ming picked up his things, turned around and walked towards the gate of the arsenal. As his footsteps moved, everyone's eyes followed him.

"Look, that Chen Ming has come out!"

"Sure enough, he is courageous. I heard that he just broke through the second level of body training not long ago. Unexpectedly, not only has he broken through to the third level of body training, but he has also become more courageous!"

"I guess he just broke through, so he's full of confidence! But Chen Yong has the strength of the fourth level of body training, and Chen Ming is doomed to fail today!"

"This is not necessarily the case. The strength of a warrior is not judged solely by his cultivation base. Maybe Chen Ming has extraordinary attainments in a certain martial skill!"

"Extraordinary attainments? Brother, are you kidding me? Don't you know that Chen Ming just came to receive the low-rank martial skill today? Could it be that you thought he could display this martial skill just after getting it? power?"

The person who spoke before was immediately speechless after being refuted by the other party.

Almost every word of these people's discussions reached Chen Ming's ears.

Smiling, Chen Ming thought to himself: "Of course it's impossible for someone else to do it. It's a pity that I, Chen Ming, am not an ordinary person!"

Chen Ming didn't dare to say that he could use 100% of the martial skills recorded in the arsenal today, but he could at least use half of them, which is enough to be proud of.

You must know that those warriors with average understanding, even if they have practiced a martial skill for many years, it is still difficult to display half of the power of this martial skill. Chen Ming can do this only by watching it a few times and memorizing it, which is enough to call it For evildoers.

After a few steps out of the gate of the arsenal, the people following Chen Ming rushed up one after another, forming a circle around the open space, leaving an open space with a diameter of nearly 20 meters.

In the arena, Chen Yong, who had been waiting for a long time, saw Chen Ming appearing, and suddenly grinned.

"Chen Ming, today I won't be as merciful as last time!" Chen Yong said sharply. [

"Really?" Chen Ming smiled faintly, "Then I want to see and see."

Chen Ming's indifference gave Chen Yong the urge to go crazy. The other party's cultivation level was obviously not as good as his own, so the other party should be afraid, but Chen Ming's indifferent look from the beginning to the end made Chen Yong feel a sense of indifference. Foreboding.

But now the arrow is on the line, and I have to say it. If Chen Yong shrinks back today, then he will become the laughing stock of everyone in Qingyuan City. Everyone will discuss his deeds today after dinner, telling how he did not This kind of person chose to retreat and surrender at the feet of a person whose cultivation level was lower than his.

"Hmph~! It must be pretending to be calm, it must be like this!" Chen Yong kept comforting himself in his heart, making himself believe that Chen Ming was only pretending to be calm, but in fact he was already so scared that he was about to die.

But is this really the case?

"Hey~! Are you going to hit me or not? If you don't hit me, I'll leave!" Chen Ming saw Chen Yong not talking for a long time, so he couldn't help but deliberately said with disdain.

When the surrounding people heard this, they all burst into joking laughter, and some of them echoed Chen Ming's words loudly, which made Chen Yong's face even more ugly.

"Since you are in a hurry to seek death, then go to death!" Chen Yong shouted loudly, his hands were suddenly clenched into tiger claws, his legs were bent, and he jumped up suddenly, like a hungry tiger rushing for food, flying from top to bottom towards him. Chen Ming.

"Black Tiger Claw!" Chen Ming muttered something softly, and then he moved sideways, his body twisted in a strange posture, and very skillfully avoided Chen Yong's claw.

"Slap the dog ten times!"

Taking two steps forward, Chen Ming's right hand waved around in the air, and saw palm shadows appearing out of thin air, making it hard to tell which one was the real palm.

At this moment, Chen Ming's left hand suddenly struck out, and he slapped Chen Yong hard on the face who was discerning the shadow of his palm.

'Clap~! '

A clear and loud slap sounded, and everyone present was stunned for a moment.

"Is this the Phantom Light Splitting Palm?" Someone recognized the name of Chen Ming's slap, but his tone was a bit uncertain. Chen Ming's slap looked like a Phantom Light Splitting Palm, but not like a Phantom Light Splitting Palm. Palm, the person who spoke obviously couldn't figure out whether it was the phantom splitting palm.

In fact, it is indeed the Phantom Light Splitting Palm, a palm technique that Chen Ming has just learned from the arsenal, but Chen Ming changed his style ingeniously. Add one palm to kill the enemy.

But Chen Ming did not do this ingeniously. Instead, he used this trick to distract Chen Yong, and then suddenly struck out with his left hand, slapping him directly in the face.

This slap was not light at all, Chen Ming used all the power of the third stage of body training, and Chen Ming used the phantom light splitting palm's power movement skills, this slap directly sent Chen Yong flying, and his neck was almost injured. It's crooked.

'Peng~! '

He fell heavily on the ground, Chen Yong still couldn't believe it until now.

He shook his head, feeling the tingling pain on his cheek, and couldn't believe that everything before was real.

He, Chen Yong, a martial artist who had attained a small achievement in the fourth level of body training, was slapped by a warrior who had just broken through to the third level of body training. [

No matter which world you are in, being slapped in the face in front of so many people is a more embarrassing thing. Chen Yong can almost hear the whispers of the people around him, as if he saw several pairs of mocking faces. The eyes are staring at myself.

"Ah~~!!!"

Chen Yong jumped up, roaring wildly and rushed towards Chen Ming who was in front of him. He wanted to tear up the person in front of him who had brought him so much shame. At this moment, he forgot all the family rules, In his heart, there was only a crazy killing intent towards Chen Ming.