The Martial Son-in-law

Although there are countless realms of practitioners, in the final analysis, there are only two differences: those who break through the foundation period, and those who do not break through the foundation period. Just like the difference between the secular sect and the hermit sect, entering the hermit sect can at least live like an individual. If you don't enter the hermit sect, you will be a mole ant after all, even in the world.

Even Zhang Chu, at the beginning of entering the world of practice, fancied the battle of the world of practice as a battle of flying over the eaves and walls in a movie.

Reality has poured a basin of cold water on Zhang Chu, from head to foot.

Perhaps the high-level practitioners who have broken through the foundation period can indeed turn their hands over to the clouds and cover their hands with rain.

But at least before breaking through the foundation period, the fighting of the monks is equivalent to an upgraded version of street fighting at most.

Including the foundation period, the competition among the practitioners is nothing more than deciding the outcome from three directions: speed, strength and toughness.

In pure numerical competition, the practitioners with high numerical value are stronger than the practitioners with low numerical value, and they also have a larger winning area.

Therefore, when Chen Teng shows the speed advantage of almost crushing, the battle can be concluded, and Chen Teng's winning rate is infinitely close to 100%.

Of course, nothing is absolute. If the other party takes out a magic weapon from his crotch or armpit and launches a surprise attack under Chen Teng's unprepared condition, it may be a real loser counter attack.

Unfortunately, the probability is about zero.

It's not rotten cabbage. It's everywhere. Even if the Lu clan was promoted by the hermit clan, it would not let a few cannon fodder carry magic weapons.

Moreover, with Chen Teng's accomplishments, the opponent should at least carry the Yellow level top-grade magic weapon to pose a substantial threat to Chen Teng.

Based on Zhang Chu's understanding of magic weapons, the practitioners at the peak of Qi refining can skillfully use the Yellow level medium level magic weapons. The use of the Yellow level top level magic weapons has basically reached the limit, and the whole body Qi can only activate once, while the use of the Xuan level lower level magic weapons is completely playing with life.

Zhang Chu quickly regained his true Qi while watching the live video.

Chen Teng's body is like a ghost, flashing back and forth between the desolate grass and the moon. Every time his body slightly stops, there will be a killing, and one of his disciples will be killed on the spot.

Either by twisting his neck, or by Chen Teng from behind a hand knife to break the cervical spine, or by a punch to break the ribs at the same time with the viscera together broken.

In just a few moments, Lu's disciples, who were still clamoring and arrogant just now, were almost wiped out.

In this devastating massacre, the other party could not even capture Chen Teng's body. Let alone fight back, they were killed before they knew what was going on.

This is the gap between those who practice at the beginning of foundation construction and those who practice at the peak of Qi cultivation.

Pure power and speed data rolling!

There is only one female disciple left at the scene!

In just a few seconds, the brothers around were killed, and the female disciple's face changed from arrogance to consternation. Finally, she was completely afraid.

When Chen Teng's figure settled, he appeared in front of the female disciple.

The unprecedented fear completely destroyed the female disciple's psychological defense line. She felt that her legs were soft and she was sitting on the ground, rubbing her legs back, whining hysterically and completely forgetting her identity as a peak practitioner of Qi training.

There is no difference between practitioners and ordinary people.

Once they are destroyed by fear and lose the ability to resist, they can do nothing but howl and beg for mercy.

If you call yourself a practitioner of starving wolf, you will be a weak and incompetent sheep. It's just a matter of a few seconds.

"Zhang... The leader will avenge us! He'll kill all of you and bury Zhang Chu and his son of a bitch! no The headmaster will torture you. Life is not like death. You can't survive. You can't die... "

The female disciple was already incoherent, howling like a wild animal, but everyone knew that the threat of words would never have any effect.

As long as an adult is mature, he will not be easily angered by a curse or an insult.

Chen Teng, with a cold face, walked to the female disciple, squatted down and stroked her head gently.

"Little girl, the times have changed. It's the age of equality between men and women, so I won't follow you because of any pity."

The female disciple bit her teeth. She was scared to death, but she didn't know what courage she had. She spat at Chen Teng.

"You'll go to hell!"

"Ha ha." Chen Teng wiped the saliva off his face with his fingers, raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "maybe, since there is a world of practice in this world, maybe heaven and hell also exist. If we all want to go to hell, what's the difference? "

Chen Teng stood up, looked down at the female disciple and wrote, "Oh, by the way, you and LV Ba are going to hell, but you went earlier than me."

After the avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

Heaven is prepared for saints and ordinary people. When they enter the world of practice, every practitioner is stained with other people's blood and fighting for all kinds of selfish desires. In other words, every practitioner will go to hell without exception!

Chen Teng put his hand on the girl's forehead and patted it lightly. The colorless, tasteless, and invisible Qi directly shattered the girl's brain, just like a broken kite, lying down gently.

The killing will never stop, and Chen Teng will never show mercy.

However, Chen Teng was not born to trample on his conscience. Therefore, it is the only thing Chen Teng can do at present to reward his enemies with "happiness" and his last kindness to the world.

"Lord, did we overestimate the battle, or did the Lu clan just send a few cannon fodder to deal with us Taixuan, standing under the eaves, could not help asking questions.

Chen Teng lightly shook his head and said in a deep voice: "you are all wrong. We have not overestimated the intensity of the battle, and the Lu clan has not ignored us."

Several disciples looked at each other and did not understand what Chen Teng meant.

"My strength has been tested out, so it's time to take it seriously?" Chen Teng looked at the endless night, as if to himself.

"Serious?" The disciples behind Chen Teng were different. Were the cannon fodder just used to test Chen Teng's accomplishments?

Before everyone could figure out what was going on, a sharp woman's voice suddenly rang out.

"Shen Lang is right. Zhang Chu's nouveau riche is surrounded by excellent soldiers! I didn't expect that a small hall leader engaged in intelligence all had accomplishments in the early stage of foundation construction. Ha ha, it's interesting. It's so interesting! "