Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 295 Are you sure?
"Okay! Hahaha, it really opened my eyes! Have you seen it? This is called strength! Haha, a leapfrog challenge, one move is fatal! Kid, I really can't tell, are you still a physical practitioner?" Patting Wang Mu's back gently, Jiang Nantian smiled from ear to ear.

The rest of the mentors all looked black. Wang Mu's strength is good, but he can kill with one move, the main reason is that the opponent underestimates the enemy. If the monster clan can not be so arrogant, they will focus on defense and strengthen the body protection spirit while making moves In terms of power strength, even if Wang Mu could break through the opponent's attack with the combination of physical strength and spiritual power, he still didn't have enough power to break through the spiritual power of the demon clan's body protection.

But the problem is, Jiang Nantian's current performance is too exaggerated, and Ling's mentors really want to go up and slap him.

"Teacher, I'm also a member of the demon clan. Most of the demon clan cultivate both internally and externally. Isn't that strange?" Wang Mu broke free from Jiang Nantian and said lightly.

It was an astonishing word, and everyone suddenly realized it!
"Yeah! Why did you forget about this? This kid belongs to the demon clan. Most of the demon clan cultivates both internally and externally. Alas, that buddy is too careless!" the demon clan man cried out in pain.

The reason why the demons have always had the title of tyrannical and unimpeded is because the physique of the demons is naturally suitable for both internal and external cultivation. Under the same level of cultivation, ordinary monks are by no means opponents of the demons unless they meet someone with great talent. That Yaozu's talent is not bad, but it's a pity that he is too arrogant.

"There's nothing to be proud of. The other party just underestimated the enemy. If he goes all out, he may not be able to get a bargain." The Yaozu's mentor stared at Jiang Nantian who was still smiling and said sourly.

Although he said so, the gaze he looked at Wang Mu was obviously less contemptuous. His student did die under the underestimation of the enemy, but Wang Mu's strength should not be underestimated. It is absolutely rare to have such a tyrannical physique and spiritual strength. If it were someone else, even if they were able to take the initiative to attack by surprise, they might not be able to receive the perfect result of killing with one move like Wang Mu.

"Why can't I be proud?" Jiang Nantian restrained his laughter, rolled his eyes, and said triumphantly: "Don't you all think that students like me are garbage? Hehe, those who are killed by garbage are not as good as garbage? Don't use underestimating the enemy as an excuse, as a practitioner of the divine way, if you make such a low-level mistake, you will be courting death."

"Jiangnantian, you!" The demon instructor was furious, but he looked at Jiangnantian indifferently, and had no choice but to go up and kill this guy with only a golden immortal cultivation. No matter how trash he is, he is still the owner of Hulong Villa Point tutor ah.

The instructor was not convinced, and the students were even more unconvinced, especially the monster students from the Ten Thousand Monster Palace, staring at Wang Mu with gritted teeth, wishing to swallow him up.

"This brat really has two strokes. Not only does he learn strange martial arts, but he also cultivates both internally and externally. I really don't know where this guy learned these things." Ling Lan stared at Wang Mu with frowning eyebrows, and Ling Lan said sadly.

"Huh, the disguise is quite good. On the surface, he looks weak and smiles all day long. I didn't expect to have this kind of power." Another person echoed.

"It's also our fault that our people are too careless. To be able to participate in the trial of God's Path, naturally we can't use common sense to judge. If we don't even understand this, we should be damned." Another person looked at the half-burned corpse of his companion and shook his head with emotion.

Hearing this, Ling Lan also took a look at the corpse, and shouted heavily: "Trash!" Then he raised his eyes to scan the others, and said in a low voice: "All of you have taught me a lesson, don't be careless in the next challenge. "

People nodded, but frowned embarrassingly.

"Brother Ling Lan, Wang Mu is only in the middle of his body. Most of us are three levels higher than him, and the challenge rules have already been met. What should we do?" One person reminded in a low voice helplessly.

Ling Lan took a deep breath. He also knew the damn limit, so he gave Wang Mu a fierce look and said, "Then let him live for a few more days, and find a chance later."

"I want to challenge you!" At this moment, another loud voice came.

The quiet scene suddenly became lively again, and people turned their heads one after another, only to see a monk of the human race walking out.

Moreover, the direction of his finger was not Wang Mu, but Wang Junhui who was discussing the figures of those female trainees with Yan Kuan and the others.

Wang Junhui can be regarded as the lowest cultivation level in Wang Mu's group, only in the late stage of Jindan.But the human race who stood up had the cultivation base of the early stage of Yuanshen.

The difference of one order is like heaven and earth!Even in the trials of divine path that cannot be judged by common sense, people will instinctively stand on the high-level side.

Among the human race trainees, Li Haoyang smiled. This challenge was arranged by him. That Wang Mu is really special. Experts who are too much higher than him can't directly challenge him, so he shifted his target to Wang Mu. friends.

Li Haoyang was completely ashamed when he was defeated by Wang Mu's previous move. In the past ten days, he has not said a few words. If Wang Mu can be humiliated in public, people's attention will not be focused on him. body.

Unable to deal with Wang Mu, it is the same to let Wang Mu and his friends lose a big game, and Wang Junhui, who has the lowest cultivation base and has never made a move since coming to Shentu, is naturally the most suitable challenger.

Looking at the human disciples who had already walked into the field, Wang Mu rolled his eyes helplessly, can you wait for Lao Tzu to finish challenging you before coming out?I'm in a hurry, okay?Life is at stake!
It's all because Jiang Nantian kept hugging him, so that others stepped forward first.

Although I was anxious to find out the whereabouts of Sister Bing Ling'er, the challenge had already begun, so I could only wait until the end of this challenge.

"Remember what I told you just now." Looking back, Wang Mu looked at Wang Junhui and said softly, then walked to the back, sat cross-legged and rested.

Wang Junhui nodded, started and walked out.

Immediately, the two began to confront each other in the open space hundreds of meters apart.

"I am under the Wuji Sect, Yuanyang Sect disciple Yuan Gang." Clasping his fists to signal, Yuan Gang smiled complacently, and finally his eyes fell on Wang Junhui's face again, and he said with a sinister smile: "My cultivation level is one level higher than yours. , ten strokes is the limit, within ten strokes, I want your life."

Fierce voice, undisguised arrogance.

Li Haoyang and several human races around him secretly laughed. This was also arranged by him, and he would directly kill the other party, so that he could defeat the other party in one go.

Hearing this, Wang Junhui slapped his palms with both hands, and he had a very smooth and layered hairstyle, and smiled.

"Are you sure?" Staring at Yuan Gang on the opposite side, he smiled mischievously.

"Nonsense! Just rely on you, within ten moves, you will die!" Yuan Gang was still vicious.

Ye Feng, Yan Kuan, and Duan Yirui, who were watching from behind, shook their heads in unison, looked at Yuan Gang sympathetically, and couldn't figure it out. Are they really that weak in the eyes of others? ?Just come out and kill them all?
You know, Ye Feng, Yan Kuan, Duan Yirui, Wang Junhui, and Wuwei are all supernatural talents of the fourteen Buddha wheels, and their bodies are naturally resistant to blows, otherwise it would be impossible to practice so easily No one in Huangfu's family was able to practice such perverted body training techniques as Chaos Strangeness Technique. This alone is enough to show that they are not ordinary people.

"Yuan Gang! Don't underestimate the enemy, go all out!" At this moment, Li Haoyang raised his neck and shouted.

"Shameless!" Jiang Nantian stared at Li Haoyang and cursed, high-ranking people are so cautious about low-ranking ones, how shameless they are.

But only he has this kind of heart, the rest of the mentors are all holding the attitude of watching the show, especially the monster mentor, who has a sneer on his face, wishing that the human race's trainees can destroy the prestige of Wang Mu's side. In order to save some face for his student's failure just now.

Ling Lan and the others thought the same way, if this Yuan Gang could get rid of Wang Junhui for them, it would be a great thing.

"I, Wang Junhui, a member of the Devil's Heaven-Defying Pavilion!" Wang Junhui stood upright, the smile on his face had been restrained, his expression became a little dull, his face was as tight as a stone, and he said every word clearly.

"Then make a move! Hula!"

With another smirk, Yuan Gang suddenly rushed out, with a strong speed, and a large amount of sand was thrown up.

"Shh!"

A silver-white sword appeared in the shape of a sword, killing it instantly, Wang Junhui's eyes suddenly stiffened, and he stretched out his hands.

"Roar...crack!"

The sound of the dragon roar came, followed by the sound of explosion.

"Ch..."

The vast wave of energy swayed, Wang Junhui rubbed his feet against the fire sand, retreated more than ten meters before stopping, leaving a deep groove on the ground.

People are shocked!Sure enough, there is a gap, but the gap is still too big to be noticed. The early stage of Yuanshen should kill the late Jindan with a single sword, but in the end it just repelled the opponent.

Yuan Gang also frowned suddenly, the complacency on his face was less than that of astonishment.

"Yuan Gang, you only have ten chances, and now you have nine left." The mentor on the human side actually interjected to remind him.

"Hey! Do you want to be shameless? What do you mean, you intend to kill my students, right? Are you afraid that I will sue you with the owner?" Jiang Nantian jumped, but it was useless, and the other four instructors were not at all. Paying attention to him, only slightly returned a disdainful sneer.

"You, sir!" At this moment, Wang Junhui slowly raised his head, his voice suddenly became rough and hoarse.

"Hula la!" There was a sound of wind on his body, a circle of fire sand was blowing, his black hair was flying, his face became ferocious, and the aura on his body was soaring, black and red aura rolled out of his body, and his whole body It's like burning.

Wang Junhui was furious, and hated this kind of thing that a bunch of people surrounded one person, and they tried every means to kill each other.

He remembered the scene when he was beaten by those gangsters in the toilet. At that time, he had no strength, so he could only rely on his naturally strong body to carry it, but it was different now.

(End of this chapter)