Great fusion of the heavens

Chapter 5

"These two little guys are interesting."

The beautiful elder glanced at the two Wen Peng who were fighting each other, and secretly laughed in his heart.

"Elder Yang."

Mu Yang cast a gloomy glance at Wen Peng, then bowed to the beautiful elder not far away, and said respectfully: "Elder Yang, why don't I take charge of the assessment of this junior!"

Fatty's eyes darkened, and he almost fell to the ground.

"It's over!"

The assessment of the outer disciples is extremely simple, that is, let the handyman disciples compete with the official disciples, and if the strength shown can meet the approval of the official disciples, it will be considered a pass.

Of course, regular disciples can't cheat for personal gain, after all, there are elders watching.

The beautiful lady Yang glanced at Muyang, then turned her beautiful eyes, put her gaze on Wenpeng, and said softly, "Wenpeng?"

Wen Peng nodded.

"Let him take charge of your assessment, do you have any opinions?"

This beautiful woman Yang is also a discerning person, knowing that Wen Peng and Mu Yang have enmity, so she asked Wen Peng.

After all, an assessment is an assessment, and if some personal emotions are added, accidents are inevitable.

Wen Peng probed the probe, and asked cautiously: "Well, let me ask, can you kill people?"

Mu Yang snorted heavily, and said with a sneer, "I will find a way out for myself."

"Don't worry, you can't kill people during the assessment process, so I will let you not survive or die!"

Wen Peng breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had lost his energy, he glanced at Mu Yang with extreme indifference, and said dejectedly: "It's a pity that you can't kill people."

"I still want to kill him."

The beauty elder was speechless for a while, he thought Wen Peng was celebrating, but he did not expect that he was indeed thanking Muyang! !
"Wen Peng! You are looking for death!"

Mu Yang's eyes were red and he roared furiously, he was a handyman disciple before, it doesn't matter if those outside disciples looked down on him, but now he is a full-fledged disciple, what is Wen Peng?
Why does he look down on himself?

"Quiet!"

The beautiful elder scolded, and said: "You two go to No. [-] martial arts field, when this battle is over, it will be you!"

Wen Peng grinned and said, "No problem!"

Two people play.

Mu Yang's eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "Wen Peng, I have to admire your courage."

"That younger brother of mine is indeed very unpopular, but he is also my pastoral family!"

"I'll let you taste it today, the shepherd's anger! I'm not a shepherd."

Before Muyang had finished speaking, Wen Peng had already moved to Muyang's side, and without saying a word, he punched Muyang's lower abdomen with a punch!

"Why are you so special, you will die if you don't pretend to be 13?"

The wind of the fist is grinning, and there is a much stronger aura of profound energy condensed in it than before, which adds a little power to Wenpeng's punch!

The fat man in the audience stared blankly at the battle between Wen Peng and Mu Yang, and murmured: "Damn, sneak attack, this is too shameless."

Wen Peng doesn't care so much, he is an otaku in the 21st century, and all manners and etiquette in another world are nonsense to him!

Facing the attack launched by Wen Peng, Mu Yang's aura also became heavy, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, his feet stepped on the ground, and his legs crossed to avoid Wen Peng's attack.

Tread!

Backed away two steps to distance Wenpeng, and then the power of the perfect Qi creation burst out, five fingers condensed into fists, and a series of crackling sounds came from the arms, blasting towards Wenpeng with destructive power and speed go!

"King Kong Fist!"

This is Muyang's most proud martial arts, first-grade martial art Vajra Fist, like a diamond, it can't be broken or stood up!

Wenpeng also did not lose the wind, even if Muyang was in the perfect state of Qi creation, he did not retreat but advanced, he clenched his palm heavily, and also punched out with a punch, confronting Muyang's Vajra Fist head-on!
boom!
As the two fists collided, there seemed to be a subtle sound of air explosion in the air!
It seems to be evenly matched, but Wen Peng has exhausted all his strength, while Mu Yang seems to be able to handle it with ease.

"Do you really think that with your strength, you will be my opponent?"

Mu Yang sneered, and the strength of the Great Perfection of Qi Creation Realm burst out immediately, his clothes were fluttering as the profound force blew, and his strength increased even more!
"roll!"

With a loud shout, Wen Peng was directly blasted several meters away. Even after landing, Wen Peng took a few steps back again and again to stabilize his body!

After shaking his numbing fist, Wen Peng couldn't help crying out: "This shit, the difference in realm is a bit big!"

He is only in the mid-stage of gas creation now.

Muyang's qi-creating environment is perfect, and the gap is not even a tiny bit.

"Wen Peng, hand over the martial arts you snatched from my brother, I can do it lightly!"

"Otherwise, you are going to spend three to five months in bed!"

Wen Peng sneered and said, "Aren't you a beautiful woman, let me lie on the bed for three to five months? Are you worthy?"

"I can still lie down for three to five months. If you are an inch, you probably will surrender in two or three seconds, hehehe!"

Mu Yang's face suddenly turned red and became even uglier, as if he had been poked at some pain point, he roared angrily: "Wen Peng! You are courting death!"

The fat man in the audience looked at Muyang's appearance, and muttered in his mouth: "Is it true that you are so irritable?"

Wen Peng was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly and said, "Fatty, your assist is pretty good!"

Muyang gave the fat man in the audience a vicious look, scared the fat man so that his spherical body curled up together, and said repeatedly: "No, no, I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything!"

"Wen Peng! You asked for this!"

"Looking for your sister!"

Wen Peng curled his lips, who wouldn't play tricks?
Mu Yang was smoked by Wen Peng's seven orifices, and rushed towards Wen Peng like crazy!

"Ahh! Vajra Fist! Die with me!"

The perfect strength of the Qi-creating Realm erupted without sparing any effort. Such speed and strength were not something that Wen Peng, who was in the middle of the Qi-Creating Realm, could compete with at all.

The fat man closed his eyes tightly, and cried out in his heart: It's over!It's over!
Wen Peng affected the profound energy in his body, and slowly let out a mouthful of turbid air.

The Vajra Fist is mighty and domineering, and it is displayed with the strength of Muyang's Qi-creating Dzogchen, and the speed is even more tricky!

You can't avoid it, you can only touch it head-on!
"Three vigorous moves!"

Third-rank martial arts tiger moves three vigor!

"The first strength, fist strength!"

The profound energy spread into Wen Peng's arm, swimming in the meridians of his arm like little snakes, turning into a burst of extremely strong energy, and bursting out along the direction Wen Peng blasted out!

boom!
When the two fist shadows collided together, Wen Peng suddenly felt an extremely aggressive profound force invade into his body, and it dragged and condensed his own profound power, which caused Wen Peng a great headache!
Tatata!
With one punch, Wen Peng's body retreated three steps in a row. Under each footprint, there was a finger-deep crater!
Moreover, Wen Peng's body was churning with qi and blood, which shows the power of Mu Yang's punch!
"Second strength, leg strength!"

The kick was like a dragon, powerful and heavy, and the same kick hit Muyang's fist, but was shaken by Muyang, causing severe pain in the whole leg!
"It's useless! Haha, Wen Peng! I'm going to abolish you today!!"

"Useless?"

Wen Peng sneered.

"The third force is the energy of the tiger!"

(End of this chapter)