Wu Qi Lingtian

"Elder Wei, I want to challenge No.3 Wei Hong."

Below, a sneer appeared on the corner of Wei Jun's mouth, and he stepped onto the arena step by step, first motioned slightly to Wei Xiangyang, and then looked at Wei Hong: "Do you dare to fight with me?"

There was a trace of surprise on Wei Xiangyang's face, but when he saw Wei Jun's provocation, he suddenly understood that Wei Hong lost both games, which naturally made these young people dissatisfied. Showing a smile: "In this case, then, Wei Hong, you and Wei Jun will fight first!"

Wei Hong nodded slightly, seeing Wei Jun's appearance, sneered secretly in his heart, and said lightly: "As you wish."

In the competition arena, only Wei Hong and Wei Jun were left. At this time, Wei Jun looked at Wei Hong and suddenly laughed: "Thank you, within twenty strokes, I will definitely defeat you, and I will use your momentum to tell everyone that Even if I lose to Wei Ze, other than Wei Wuming, the others are no match for me at all."

"You don't need twenty moves, one move is enough." Hearing Wei Jun's words, Wei Hong shook his head slightly and said disdainfully.

"Hmph, Frost Palm." Wei Jun snorted coldly, martial energy gushed out of his body, and a trace of chill instantly permeated the entire martial arts arena. What he was displaying was his famous technique, Frost Palm.

I can only see that as Wei Jun swung his palms, Wei Hong seemed to be surrounded by endless cold air. At this time, Wei Jun quickly attacked Wei Hong, and at the same time, a hint of joy appeared on the corner of his mouth. .

"boom"

There was only a sharp sound, and all the cold air was blown away by Wei Hong's punch, but Wei Hong kept on casting, using Lingbo steps, and came directly in front of Wei Jun.

"Bang" Wei Hong directly punched Wei Jun and sent him flying.

Wei Hong still had a calm expression on his face, without the slightest reaction at all, as if he was doing a trivial matter, just like this, making the place below instantly silent.

"What's going on? Wei Jun lost like this?"

"Kong has brute strength, and it's normal to lose. Haven't you seen Wei Hong's strength, is it even stronger?"

Below, there were many young voices commenting, but everyone felt that Wei Hong was lucky, and with Wei Jun's defeat, Wei Xiangyang thought that this was the end of the matter, so he stood up and spoke. Said: "Okay, now we will start..."

Before Wei Xiangyang finished speaking, a voice sounded from below again: "Elder Wei, I also want to compete with Wei Hong."

Looking along the voice, Wei Xinghai only saw a relaxed look on his face, and said loudly.

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the competition stage step by step, and after seeing Wei Xinghai go up, everyone below showed a little interest, and Wei Zhen from below said at this time: "Wei Xinghai is going up, I don't know what Wei Hong will do Response? Will you fight hard and win?."

"Brother Wei, why did Wei Hong hide his combat power yesterday?" Wei Zhong still had a puzzled look on his face at this time, and asked inexplicably.

"I actually feel that yesterday, he wasn't hiding his fighting strength, but was injured." Wei Zhen said in a deep voice with a serious look on his face at this time.

Wei Zhong still wanted to ask, but Wei Zhen stopped him with a wave of his hand and made him concentrate on watching the competition on the field.

"You still admit defeat. If I use my heavy hammer, I'm afraid I'll hurt you." Looking at Wei Hong, Wei Xinghai said indifferently with a look of disdain on his face.

At this time, Wei Hong also had a sneer in his heart. It seems that Wei Xinghai regarded himself as a persimmon. Thinking of this, he looked at Wei Xinghai and said lightly: "Thank you, but you are still worried about yourself!"

"Haha." Wei Xinghai laughed loudly, then stopped laughing, looked at Wei Hongyu and said confidently, "I'm not like Wei Jun who only knows brute force, no matter how strong you are, you can't catch my moves. One move, three moves and I can solve the battle."

"Okay, as you wish, three moves, if I can't defeat you with three moves, then I will automatically admit defeat." Wei Hong's tone became cold at this time, looking at Wei Hong, said lightly.

"Hmph, I'd like to see, how can you defeat me with three moves?" With Wei Hong's words, Wei Xinghai showed a ferocious look on his face, martial energy surged all over his body, he held the sledgehammer tightly with both hands, and his eyes were gloomy. Shen looked at Wei Hong.

"The group of demons dances wildly."

At this time, Wei Xinghai once again displayed his killing move when he was dueling with Wei Wuming. Two sledgehammers weighing a thousand catties were danced crazily by him, and a strong killing intent flashed in his eyes. As he rotated, on the stage, as if A hurricane blew up.

It can only be seen that Wei Xinghai is directly attacking Wei Hong with a fierce offensive. It seems that Wei Xinghai is about to settle the battle with a blow.

At this time, Wei Hong remained motionless, as if he had been frightened stupid. After Wei Xinghai performed his moves, he opened his eyes and performed Lingbo step. Seeing Wei Xinghai's fierce blow, he chose to fight recklessly.

"Hmph! Overestimated." Wei Xinghai's double hammers were as powerful as ten tigers at this time, as if he had seen the scene of Wei Hong's blood splattered on the spot.

However, Wei Hong's double fists directly broke through the double hammers, Wei Xinghai's full blow, in Wei Hong's eyes, seemed so vulnerable.

"Just because you want to challenge me." Wei Hong sneered and slapped Wei Xinghai's chest with both fists.

"Pfft..." Wei Xinghai was directly slapped away by Wei Hong, a look of shock appeared on his face, and he spat out blood.

"You..." Wei Xinghai's complexion changed drastically at this time, and he looked at Wei Hong when he was about to speak, but Wei Hong didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and came directly to his side again.

"Peng" punched Wei Xinghai's jaw off again. Under the horrified eyes of everyone, Wei Hong directly kicked Wei Xinghai off the court.

"Boom..." Wei Xinghai flew directly to the ground of the competition arena, spitting blood, looking extremely embarrassed, and then seeing the surprised gazes from the crowd, he was so out of breath that he passed out directly.

"Strength." At this time, Wei Hong gave everyone a completely different look from yesterday, retracted his fists, stood on the field, looked at the young man below, and did not speak.

"Damn, how did Wei Hong's strength increase so much overnight?"

"I just said, Wei Hong absolutely hid his strength yesterday."

"Do you think anyone will challenge him?"

"Who would ask for trouble? Didn't you see that Wei Hong didn't even have a knife?"

Down below, all the teenagers looked at Wei Hong who was calm on the stage, discussing softly.

"Nonsense, who dares to go on stage! Didn't you see that Wei Hong didn't even have a knife? This fully shows that Wei Hong still has a great backhand." At this time, hearing the discussion of the crowd, another young man, Said cursingly.

Indeed, after Wei Hong finally threw Wei Xinghai out of the arena violently and domineeringly, no one came forward to discuss it, and Wei Wuming and Wei Ze looked at each other, and when they were about to speak, they were met by Wei Hong's eyes. Stopped it, and finally, naturally, the ranking was fixed like this.

With the release of the rewards, the Wei Family Grand Competition came to an end. As No.3, Wei Hong also got the rewards, but he didn't take these rewards very seriously. Hong was stopped suddenly.