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Chapter 422 Ma Wencai's First Battle

King Fudo Ming slapped the thief Li San unconscious, and Li San naturally lost the challenge.

But the fact that Fudo Mingwang's slap made Li San's head swell up with a big meat bun reminded many people of many bad memories.

The rumbling meat bun was slapped fiercely on the back of the head, and bad memories were all recalled.

**** what!

Contest is martial arts chant!

Nothing to do, why are you patting someone on the back of the head?
It really makes no sense!

Many people were angry, with angry eyes and unwanted emotions pervading the surrounding area, Fudo Myouka could faintly feel a sense of malice, and the eyes of the people around him looking at him were too unfriendly.

"I haven't done anything that angers others, and speaking of it, I can be considered a good person!"

"Or, Li San, the thief, has such a great popularity among the crowd. I just slapped him unconscious, which is considered merciful, but still attracted so many people's dissatisfaction"?
Seeing so many people dissatisfied, Fudoming Wangjun Shangye was shocked!

Don't dare to stay in the ring any longer, if a ruthless character comes out, who can keep him from beating himself to death?
A gentleman does not stand under a wall of danger!

go!
leave!

I don't participate in this game myself!
Anyway, looking at it like this, he can be regarded as famous.

"Everyone, I suddenly remembered that there are still some things in my family. I will not participate in this competition. I will lose it!"

Fudo Ming Dynasty looked around and cupped his hands. If he is very knowledgeable about current affairs, he will leave. If he doesn't leave, he will be in danger.

"Hey, if you want to leave, it's not that easy!"

"Slap me, you are leaving!"

One of the proud sons of heaven who participated in the hunting in Yanshan stepped forward. When he came out, he touched the back of his head, where there was also a raised meat bun.

He jumped out, and was more than ten meters high. Immediately, he was in mid-air, and covered Fufu Ming Wang Jun Shangye with a palm. Sand and stones walk around.

In the other hand, he was holding a long gun. The gun was in his hand, but he didn't move.

With just one palm, Fudo Ming Wang Jun Shangye was sent flying, causing him to vomit blood and fall to the ground.

This is too cruel!
It's just the beginning of the competition, and the two of them fell into a coma one after another. If it comes to the end, wouldn't there be casualties!

Many people secretly fear.

"This man is one of the Three Heroes of Weicheng, the Bafang Wuying Spear, who is as famous as Xiaoxiang Yeyujian and Zimu Lei Baodan!"

"It is said that his cultivation base has already reached the eighth level of body forging, and he will be able to step into the highest level of the ninth level of body training in a short time."

"Yes, once you break through the Ninth Layer of Body Training, you will be able to step into the Innate Wonderland, and your strength will double."

"This is the pride of the human race. I heard people say that he once killed two monsters during the hunt in Yanshan Mountain. His power should not be underestimated."

Bafang Shadowless Spear, Yu Lingxi, hadn't displayed his marksmanship yet, but with a single palm, he defeated Fudo Ming Wangjun Shangye, and stood on the ring with majesty.

A ten-meter-long red cherry gun was held in his hand, the tip of the gun pointed coldly at the sky, and the red tassels fluttered in the wind, implying a terrifying killing intent.

With the gun in his hand, Yu Lingxi survived the catastrophe of this wild goose mountain hunting, and stared even more, his eyes were like lightning, and looked around, "Yu Lingxi of Weicheng came to the stage to ask for advice!"

His eyes were sharp and he looked in all directions. Few people dared to look directly at them.

Soon, there were a few people on stage, none of whom were opponents of Yu Lingxi's Eight-Fang Shadowless Spear, and many of them were slapped down by Yu Lingxi's palm. Only one person let him move the gun.

That was the spear like a dragon, no one could see clearly what kind of spear he was using, but he felt that the gun was full of light, light like electricity, dazzling, and people couldn't see clearly.

When the gun light subsided, the people on the stage were already picked out of the ring by Yu Lingxi.

In a short period of time, Bafang Shadowless Spear had already defeated nine people.

There is only one person left to defeat the tenth person. As long as you defeat ten different people, you will have the opportunity to participate in the competition below.

"This man's marksmanship is good, Wencai, you go forward, have a good competition, and let everyone know your reputation."

Yang Chen, who was watching, his eyes lit up, admiring the person in front of him's all-direction shadowless marksmanship, but it was not bad, it was a powerful marksmanship stunt.

Once the gun was shot, there was no shadow in all directions, and when it was discovered, the tip of the gun was already sealed.

Ma Wencai was a little lacking in confidence, "Master, his gun is too fast, I don't think I am an opponent, if I go forward, I will be humiliating myself!"

"And he knows that I am your disciple, so I'm afraid he won't show mercy."

In Yang Chen's eyes, the Golden Crow flies up, the Jade Rabbit gallops, with starlight shining, seeing through all emptiness, he has already looked at Yu Lingxi, the shadowless gun in all directions.

Then he looked at his disciple Ma Wencai, "How can you see a rainbow without going through wind and rain? No one can succeed casually. Do you want to be a flower in a greenhouse for a lifetime under the care of Master, or do you want to be a flower in a greenhouse for a lifetime?" A vigorous green pine that can face wind, rain, thunder and lightning proudly, you choose it yourself!"

"You know, you are now at the ninth level of body forging, and this Bafang Shadowless Spear is only the peak of the seventh level of body forging, which is more than one realm lower than you."

After saying this, Yang Chen closed his eyes and remained silent. The competitions of the people here were boring to him, and they were all too low-level. They were not at the same level as Yang Chen at all.

Yang Chen was already able to fly in the air, and the audience became angry, but these people could only jump and move on the ground.

After hearing Yang Chen's words, the blood in Ma Wencai's heart also boiled.

As the direct son of Mr. Ma, the richest man in Weicheng, and also the eldest disciple of Yang Chen, the talented man who invites the moon, he does not lack courage in his heart.

And the master said that he is more than one realm higher than Yu Lingxi, the eight-sided shadowless gun.

In such a situation, if you dare not face it yourself, what kind of Taoism is there to cultivate, just find a rope and hang yourself to death, why bother living in the world ashamed.

Daoist practice, all the way is hard and dangerous, it needs the courage to go forward, the blood that will not give up until the goal is reached, if the blood is cold and the courage is gone, it is better to be a rich man honestly.

"Master, I'll go!"

Ma Wencai stood up, took a sword, and walked towards the ring.

Looking at the back of Ma Wencai leaving, Liang Shanbo was a little worried, "Master, brother, he has never fought with anyone before, so if he goes up like this, will it be dangerous?"

Yang Chen chuckled, looking at the vast sky, as if he had some inexplicable sense of vicissitudes.

"No one is born to fight, everyone has a first time!"

"How can you stop because of danger?"

(End of this chapter)