Naruto boy in another world

Chapter 14 I'm Not Trash

"Go and watch." Beihan turned her head, showing her white teeth, and smiled to Xiang Xianxian.

"But……"

Her slender red face showed a trace of uneasiness. She has no confidence in Beihan. Even though Beihan is growing very fast now, he is only in the third layer of Body Tempering after all.

"You little girl, you went to the side to watch first, but you didn't believe my brother, and I will clean you up after you go back."

Beihan pretended to puff his face, pushed Xianxian to the crowd behind him, then turned around and came to Ma Sui again.

Beihan frowned slightly, and looked at Ma Sui with a frantic fighting spirit in his eyes.

"You keep saying that I'm a waste, so today we'll see who is the waste." As he spoke, Bei Han moved his right leg slightly back, and made the opening gesture of Luoyun Nine Palms.

"Hahaha...Okay, today I want you to know the difference between the third level of body tempering and the fourth level."

As soon as the words were spoken, Ma Sui immediately spread his right leg and flew forward, as if a wooden stick was drawn quickly, and there was a dark sound of air splitting.

Beihan quickly deployed Luoyun Nine Chapters to deal with it.

Ma Sui, originally a martial artist in the middle stage of the fourth level of body tempering, practiced a set of first-grade skills "Kaishan Leg", but because he didn't work hard in his usual practice, he was always intoxicated by beauty, and the essence in his body had long been exhausted .

With his mid-level fourth-order cultivation base, which is about the early stage, plus a set of first-rank martial arts that has not yet reached its peak, the current Ma Sui does not have much advantage over Bei Han.

Bei Han, who was still worried at first, was completely relieved the moment his palms touched Ma Sui's right leg.

With such fluctuations in spiritual power, he can definitely defeat the opponent by relying on his third-order peak ability and the upcoming Luoyun Nine Palms.

There was a smile on the corner of Beihan's mouth.

"Sure enough, as I expected, you are a waste who only knows that wine and sex are useless!"

Hearing Beihan's words, Ma Sui was furious, and his flying right leg sped up a little more, but this happened to hit Beihan's plan. Ma Sui, who was extremely depleted of vitality, could never fight for too long. When he is exhausted, it is the day of his comeback.

One move, two moves... In the blink of an eye, after more than twenty moves, Beihan gradually retreated under the pressure of the fourth level. Standing behind Beihan, Xianxian also had anxious tears in her eyes.

Finally, when he made contact with Ma Sui's right leg again, Bei Han felt that the opponent's strength was obviously weakened by a layer, and the speed was not at the same level compared to the beginning.

It seems that the time has come, Beihan's eyes lit up, Luoyun Jiuzhang, from the first pose like flowing clouds and flowing water, one after another, he performed completely.

One palm print, two palm prints... When Beihan used the seventh palm, the seventh palm print suddenly appeared on Beihan's chest, followed by the eighth palm and the ninth palm, although no more palm prints were produced , but the power has also become more rapid.

Finally, when Beihan landed the last palm, the horse flew backwards with the sound, coughing up blood from the corner of its mouth, looked at the young man with a straight back in disbelief, and then passed out directly. Moon really can't recover.

Beihan withdrew his palms, calmed the boiling Qianli, then opened his cold eyes, looked at Ma Sui, who was lying on the ground and vomited blood, in a semi-comatose state, and squeezed out words word by word from his teeth. Words that have been in my heart for many years.

"I'm not trash!"

The crowd around seemed to have stagnated a little at this moment. Although the young man in front of him was not very old, he had not grown up in stature.

But everyone present felt the aura that only the very strong can possess—resolute, confident, and indestructible!
I am not trash!

This is Beihan's cry to Beijia, to Qingming City, to the lower Tianwu Realm, and to the entire Tianwu Continent.

Looking at the young man in front of him full of the aura of a strong man, Ma Chen, a young genius at the fifth level of the acquired martial artist, fell into a moment of absent-mindedness.

Then he looked at Beihan with colder eyes. Although Beihan has not grown up yet, he can already feel a strong threat from this thin body.

The North and Ma families are at odds. If the young man in front of him grows up, he will definitely become a big trouble for the Ma family.

Beihan straightened his spine and stood proudly on the long street. It had been many years. This was the first time he received everyone's attention as a victor. He enjoyed this moment very much, but suddenly, a voice came from the front. A cold killing intent.

The cold feeling almost made Beihan shiver.

good!It's killing intent!
With Beihan's five years of experience in the Hokage world, he can clearly feel the killing intent emanating from Ma Chen in front, and the target of this killing intent is himself.

Bei Han turned his head, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, looking at Ma Chen with a rebellious face, and greeted him with the same cold eyes.

So what if you are strong now, it won't be long before I will definitely step on the fifth-order acquired martial artist.This is Beihan's absolute confidence from the depths of his soul.

"Brother Han, it really is a good idea."

Ma Chen's voice was very soft, but it gave people a very uncomfortable feeling, like a kind of ridicule and sarcasm, and then Ma Chen stepped on light steps, ignoring Ma Sui who was in a coma, and came directly to Beibei. In front of Han.

"How can a genius like Brother Han be a waste? It seems that Brother Han has been hiding it very deeply."

Ma Chen smiled but it was more like a sneer, a stiff smile condensed on his fair cheeks, like a horror like a zombie.

Bei Han looked at the strange young man in front of him, his eyes shone slightly, and he found a different kind of aura.

It was a kind of dead air, or resentment, but no matter what, he knew that the strange young man in front of him was definitely not that simple.

"Second brother Ma is overrated. I'm just a small martial artist of the third level of body tempering. How dare you call the word genius? On the contrary, second brother Ma has already reached the fifth level of acquired martial artist. It is definitely us. One of the best geniuses in Qingming City."

Bei Han also responded to Ma Chen's words with a cold voice, without the slightest fluctuation between the words.

Ma Chen looked at the young man in front of him in amazement. At such a young age and with such a weak cultivation, he was not affected by his ghostly aura. There must be a big secret hidden in Bei Han.

In the face of such a person, if it is a friend, it is fine, but if it is an enemy, then the best way is to try your best to kill him in the cradle.

"Brother Han~Brother Han~ You really are not simple~"

Suddenly Ma Chen's voice became weird, as if at that moment, he turned into a woman.

A monstrous force gradually penetrated into Beihan's mind, seductive, it was hard to tell the truth from the fake, it turned out to be an illusion.

Unexpectedly, Ma Chen, who was a fifth-rank acquired martial artist, would launch an attack on himself who was in the third level of body tempering. Bei Han fell into Ma Chen's illusion almost instantly.

But it was only at this moment that the stone on Beihan's chest shone brightly after feeling that Beihan had fallen into the illusion.

A vast spiritual force of illusion rushed madly into Beihan's mind, just like the sun's flame crushing the light of a candle, sweeping away Ma Chen's illusion in an instant.

puff!
Ma Chen's illusion was broken, and immediately spurted a mouthful of blood. The people around him didn't know what happened between the two of them. Seeing Ma Chen spurting blood at this moment, they were all baffled.

But no one would suspect Bei Han, because no one would believe that a third-level body tempered martial artist would hurt an acquired fifth-level martial artist genius.

"Ah! Brother Ma, is there some hidden illness?"

Bei Han pretended to be surprised, otherwise people would know that his secret of the black stone would definitely cause endless troubles.

"Hahaha...Okay, little boy,"

There was a stream of blood hanging from the corner of Ma Chen's mouth, and with that pale and stiff face, he looked extremely terrifying, and a naked murderous intent was directly revealed in his eyes.

"Death to me!"

After Ma Chen finished speaking, he raised his right hand and grabbed Beihan's neck.

For mental attacks, Beihan was lucky enough to activate the protection of the black stones, but for physical attacks, as a little monk a dozen levels lower than Ma Chen, Beihan had absolutely no ability to resist.

Bei Han couldn't stop this claw at all, once caught, he would definitely die!

(End of this chapter)