The Leisurely Life of Infinite Gods

As if it had never moved too much, at this moment Lei Ting was still stably standing in the original position, and even the movement did not change at all.

As for Wu Youyou, who was dressed in white, the girl who was called by many students as the senior sister, fell to the ground in a very embarrassed manner, although no one touched her from the beginning to the end.

Wu Youyou quickly got up from the ground, the posture of her fall was a little embarrassing, but after all, she was someone who had been sharpening her muscles and bones since she was a child, and this little setback had no real harm at all.

Wu Youyou, who got up from the ground, looked straight at the tall man in the field, her handsome face had no expression, some, just a calm face.

At first, Wu Youyou thought that this man with no imposing manner all over his body was at most C-rank, but he barely reached the third-rate level because of his large body and decent strength, but the test just now made her understand that the other party's reaction The speed is absolutely above himself, which means that this person should be a B-level.

But now, when the other party used the afterimages one after another, she knew that this man was far more powerful than she imagined.

Afterimages, that is the point that objects can only achieve when they move at extremely high speeds, and to achieve this speed, at least A-level strength is required, and even the opponent may be even more terrifying.

S class!

Just thinking of this level in his mind, Wu Youyou's whole person has a feeling of burning blood.

S-level, for ordinary people, it represents the peak of martial arts. After all, ordinary people can't see those great masters who see the dragon and see the end. The highest level that ordinary people can see is the S-level master.

Just like his father Wu Kunpeng, as the dean of the Wushu Academy, he has three closed disciples, and also many named disciples. The students of the whole academy have seen him, even some people outside the school, want to see the martial arts master, You can also visit at your door.

But the great master above, even if ordinary people traveled thousands of mountains and rivers, it is impossible to find them.

Therefore, S-class is the limit that ordinary people can reach.

At least for Wu Youyou, the only S-level she has ever come into contact with is her father Wu Kunpeng, and Wu Kunpeng is the most powerful existence in Dali. Besides, Wu Youyou has never seen a master of this level again.

As a descendant of a martial arts family, Wu Youyou's biggest dream is to achieve the pinnacle of martial arts. Now that a master who may be S-rank suddenly appears in front of her, a little girl who is not very complicated is naturally excited.

At this moment, Wu Youyou's eyes were shining. She looked straight at the tall man in front of her with beautiful eyes. Before, the other party just stood so motionless. Wu Youyou still felt that this man was stupid, but now, when you understand this man Maybe after being an S-level master, Wu Youyou suddenly felt that the other party seemed to have this incomparably mysterious aura, the kind of temperament that could make people surrender.

Taking a deep breath, she didn't want to just pass an S-level master, Wu Youyou stood in the field again, and she said loudly:

"It didn't count just now, let's try again!"

Just in Wu Youyou's excitement, in the center of the hall, Wu Kunpeng, who was sitting in the main seat, suddenly shouted:

"Yuyou, don't be ridiculous, Master Lei Ting is my guest, don't be presumptuous!"

As the dean of the Wushu Academy, Wu Kunpeng is also an S-level master, so he has a very high majesty. Even the quirky Wu Youyou doesn't care about touching his father's brows.

Just when Wu Youyou pouted reluctantly, behind Wu Kunpeng, a young man who was about the same age as Chu Mo, but his body was full of strong muscles suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"Master, the guests don't seem to be enjoying themselves. Can this disciple learn a thing or two with this Master Lei Ting!"

Wu Kunpeng raised his eyebrows slightly when the young man with a Chinese character face took the initiative to speak. This young man was the eldest of Wu Kunpeng's three disciples. The most powerful existence, Wu Kunpeng was not there many times, and the affairs of the Wushu Academy were handled by him.

It can be said that this eldest disciple is Wu Kunpeng's most effective assistant.

Wu Kunpeng has always cultivated this big disciple as his future successor. Facing such an opportunity to compete with the great master of martial arts, there may be unexpected benefits for this disciple's future cultivation. He hesitated a little, and Wu Kunpeng, who did not say much, said. Nod lightly.

The sturdy man who got permission slowly stepped forward, and at this moment, some students around him immediately shouted excitedly:

"Come on, Senior Duanmu!"

"Senior Duanmu, you are the best."

The young man known as Senior Duanmu slowly walked towards the central competition stage. When he passed by Wu Youyou, his voice was very gentle:

"Don't worry, Junior Sister Youyou, Senior Brother will avenge you!"

The words fell, and the handsome young man suddenly exerted strength at his feet, and his whole person instantly painted a stream of light, and at this time, right next to Wu Youyou, a faint afterimage slowly emerged.

As the strongest of Wu Kunpeng's three direct disciples, Duanmu Fu has the mid-level A-level strength. His talent is no worse than Wu Youyou, and he is more diligent and studious than Wu Youyou. In addition, he has the guidance of the half-step master Wu Kunpeng. , his strength has naturally improved by leaps and bounds, and now he can reach the A-level median at the age of twenty-six, and his efforts can also be seen.

Duanmu Fu knew that the man on the opposite side was no weaker than him, so he didn't have any reservations when he came up. The strength of the A-level median exploded to the extreme in an instant, and the instant explosion would naturally stay by Wu Youyou's side. A faint afterimage.

Leaving afterimages, many top A-level masters may not be able to do it, Duanmu assigns A-level medians to leave afterimages, which shows how good his talent is.

It is such an unreserved strike that even a peak A-level expert should avoid the edge for a while.

However, even though Duanmu Fu had used all his strength, even if he had left an afterimage on the spot, he was facing a real martial arts master after all.

Therefore, just like he had just rushed forward, the moment he touched the corner of Lei Ting's clothes, the martial arts master just stretched out a finger, but this time, Lei Ting was not in the same good mood as before. With one finger of his hand, he received the opponent's full-strength blow, and then flicked his finger slightly, as if he had thrown an ant and bug into the air. With just a random finger, the handsome young man with A-level strength in front of him looked like a cannonball. Instantly was bounced off the ring.

"bump!"

The young man named Duanmu Fu smashed the students behind him severely, until the students were smashed back two or three meters by the huge force, and then he stopped.

At this time, the entire hall suddenly became deadly silent, and everyone looked at Thunder who was carrying his hands in the field as if watching a monster, and everyone's eyes were filled with horror.

Ordinary students couldn't see what was going on at all. After all, their strength was not enough, and their eyes were not up to the speed of the competition, but Wu Youyou, as a B-level peak master, plus she herself stood on the ring, the distance was very high. It was very close, so she watched the whole match in her eyes.

Even Brother Duanmu, who was unmatched by himself, an A-level master attacked with all his strength, but the opponent still took it with one finger, and the instant counterattack directly knocked an A-level master into the air.

From the beginning to the end, the other party only used one finger. With such strength, Wu Youyou not only thought about it, even his own father, Wu Kunpeng, who was a half-step master, faced the full blow of an A-level master. Although it is possible to win easily, it is impossible to do such an understatement.

One thing is certain, the man in front of him is definitely stronger than his father.

"Master, Senior Duanmu has passed out!"

A student carefully reported Duanmu Fu's injury. Wu Kunpeng just took a deep breath. Even though his most precious disciple was knocked unconscious by a trick, he had nothing to do.

First of all, this competition was agreed by him himself, and he had no eyes on his fists and feet. This is the consensus of those who practice martial arts.

In one, whether it is Mr. Mo Du Chu, who is beside him, or the great master on the opposite side, no one can fight against him, the head of a small martial arts academy.

So even though he was very saddened by his own disciple, Wu Kunpeng still commanded with a flat face:

"Stay Duanmu and take good care of it!"

Immediately, several students carried the unconscious Duanmu Fu out of the hall, and the riotous hall gradually became quiet. At this time, Lei Ting in the center of the hall suddenly said:

"Anyone else to try?"

His words fell, and the whole hall fell into a dead silence. Even Wu Youyou, who was still a little impulsive in his heart, had to give up the idea after thinking of his brother's tragic situation.

Seeing that no one answered, the tall Lei Ting returned to a group of bodyguards. He closed his eyes and rested, and his whole body was completely restrained, and his whole person became plain again.

At this moment, Wu Kunpeng took a deep breath. After his eyes turned around Lei Ting, he suddenly saw Fan Gao behind Chu Mo. A curiosity suddenly flashed in his eyes. Wu Kunpeng said:

"Brother Fan, at the last martial arts conference, Brother Fan received the guidance of Senior Jiang. I think his spirit is better than before, congratulations to Brother Fan for regaining his peak, I wonder if Brother Fan has refined that trace of innate energy. , to go further?"

When Wu Kunpeng opened, Fan Gao, who was behind Chu Mo, gave Chu Mo a light glance, and it was not until Chu Mo nodded, Fan Gao said slowly:

"Brother Wu is bothered, it's just my stupid aptitude, I have let down the good intentions of Senior Jiang, and wasted that pure innate qi, and now I'm just barely reaching the peak of S-rank, and I'm far from that realm. It's a long way off!"

Fan Gao is 1.9 meters tall, and his temperament has also begun to subside. Compared with the previous temperament, he has been able to achieve a degree of freedom in sending and receiving his aura.

In the past, Fan Gao, like Jiang Tao from the detective agency, was a mid-ranking S-rank, and his aura was exuded, and at first glance, he was a person who made people dread.

And now Fan Gao, with the help of Jiang Dingnan, has reached the peak of S-rank, and he is only one step away from the great master. Similarly, he has been able to send and receive his own momentum freely, so it seems that he has no previous That fierce momentum.

But in terms of strength, the current Fan Gao is at least twice as strong as before!

"Brother Fan is a great opportunity, I Wu Kunpeng have been silent for half a step as a grandmaster for fifteen years, and now I am only an S-rank superior, and I am still far from the peak. One day, with an epiphany, our country will have the seventh martial arts master!"

Wu Kunpeng's eyes were filled with deep emotion. At the Martial Arts Conference some time ago, more than a dozen half-step masters were all envious of Fan Gao's opportunity to get the transmission of a great master. Many people would never dream of such an opportunity. Dare to think.

Just when the two half-step masters sighed at each other, Wu Youyou in the center of the hall had come to the two of them.

Wu Youyou has a special status. She was originally the senior sister of the Wushu Academy, and she was also Wu Kunpeng's daughter. At least in the Wushu Academy, she was definitely an existence that no one dared to provoke.

In the entire hall, only Wu Youyou dared to walk around like this.

Originally, Wu Youyou's eyes were always on Lei Ting, who was beside a group of bodyguards at the door, and he was still guessing the strength of the other party, but at this time, when he heard the conversation between his father and another middle-aged man, Wu Youyou A small face immediately became extremely surprised.

She stared blankly at Fan Gao behind Chu Mo. This ordinary-looking middle-aged man was actually a peak S-rank master, one rank higher than her father?

Swallowing his saliva hard, Wu Youyou, with a careful face, walked gently to her father's side. At this moment, Wu Youyou looked at the half-step master cautiously, but for a moment, Wu Youyou's eyes suddenly shifted. On to Chu Mo.

Obviously, whether it was the half-step master in front of him, or the mysterious master at the door who did not know his true strength and defeated his senior brother with a single blow, both of them were the bodyguards of the young man in front of him, and among the group, he was the only one. One person sat in the main seat, and the others, even the peak half-step grandmaster in front of him, just stood behind him.

What kind of identity is this person?

Wu Youyou licked her lips lightly, her whole heart was like a cat's claws, while the few people in front of her were drinking tea, Wu Youyou suddenly came close to her father's ear, and she said carefully:

"Dad, who the **** is the person I just fought against? He seems to be very powerful? Is he more powerful than Dad?"

Hearing this, Wu Kunpeng put down the tea cup in his hand, and looked at the middle-aged man at the door with awe. After breathing lightly, the head of the martial arts academy said with respect:

"Don't be unreasonable, Master Lei Ting is the sixth martial arts master in our country, with SS level existence. If you have the opportunity, let Master Lei Ting give some pointers, maybe it will save you years of hard work!"

Wu Kunpeng's words fell, but the woman in white suddenly set her eyes on Chu Mo.

What kind of terrifying existence is this young man who almost got into a fight with himself, who can have a great martial arts master and a half-step master protect him?