During the conversation, the kung fu car stopped at the door of the Zhenwumen Martial Arts Hall, at this time night had fallen, and the martial arts hall was even brighter.

The first thing that catches your eye when you enter it is a wide martial arts training ground, at this time, hundreds of disciples of the True Martial Arts Sect are training bare-chested, some of them lift hundreds of pounds of stone locks with one hand, some people hold hundreds of pounds of grinding disc with both hands to do squatting movements, and some people use one finger to do push-ups.

It's common to do push-ups with one finger, but the man has a grinding disc on him.

In addition, there are people who keep hitting the wooden stakes with their bodies, and the stakes with the thickness of the bucket make a dull crashing sound, and the sawdust is flying from time to time after a moment.

This scene shocked Gu Jingyi, she always knew that the strength of the ancient warriors was very strong, but she didn't expect their physical bodies to be so strong, to put it mildly, their physical strength was even comparable to that of the masters of the Jindan period.

No!

Even the physical bodies of the strong people in the Jindan period may not be comparable to these ancient martial artists.

"Who are you?" a strong man walked with heavy steps holding a grinding disc in one hand, his bronzed skin wet with sweat and shining like a metallic sheen in the light.

"Mobei!"

The strong man grinned: "I've heard of you, it is said that you injured my young master, right?"

Mo Bei sneered: "Who is to blame if the skills of walking the rivers and lakes are not as good as others?"

"Don't be ashamed!" The strong man said coldly: "If you want to see my master, defeat me first!" As he spoke, he threw his right hand violently, and the grinding disc of hundreds of catties in his hand fell directly towards Mobei like Mount Tai.

Obviously, this is to give Mo Bei a dismount.

Call!

The sharp sound of breaking the wind suddenly sounded, Gu Jingyi's face changed greatly, obviously she didn't expect the other party to attack without saying a word, this grinding disc itself weighs hundreds of catties, and now it falls in the air and the effect of gravity, it has to weigh at least more than a thousand catties, right?

Can Mo Bei resist it?

Just before Gu Jingyi could react, he saw Mo Bei raise his right hand, his right hand slowly rotated a fist on the grinding plate, and his right leg also took a slight step back, directly unloading the power on the grinding plate.

Then he waved his right hand, and the grinding disc floated like a balloon directly to the man who was doing push-ups with one finger not far away.

"it!"

The man was directly smashed to the ground, his face was pale, and there was even blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, looking very miserable.

Fortunately, he is an ancient martial artist, and if he were an ordinary person, he would have been smashed into meat paste a long time ago.

Seeing that Mo Bei had defused the strong man's attack so easily, there was no contempt in everyone's eyes when they looked at him, they thought that the other party was just a cultivator, but they didn't expect the strength to be so strong.

From this scene alone, they knew Mo Bei's strength, this guy definitely had cultivation above the Jindan stage, otherwise it would be impossible to dissolve the power on the grinding disc so easily.

"I'll meet him!"

A middle-aged man with a height of 1.75 meters walked out, he had a bald head, and his whole body was covered with muscles, and he looked like a Super Saiyan in Dragon Ball.

"Deng Kuan, Ming Jin's seven-layer cultivation!" The middle-aged man protects his name and realm.

Mo Bei: "Mo Bei, the second floor of the Jindan period!"

"Senior Brother Deng Kuan, this guy is too deceitful, you must fix him for me!" The man who was doing push-ups with one finger just now was helped up, and his eyes were full of anger when he looked at Mo Bei.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Deng Kuan is the strongest among the younger generation of our True Martial Sect, what is a mere Jindan stage monk in front of him?"

"Yes, with Senior Brother Deng Kuan's strength, he can completely crush this guy. ”

"The Jindan stage powerhouse may be regarded as a master among the cultivators, but what is it in front of our ancient martial artists? At best, it is comparable to the ancient martial artists of the Dark Power Realm. ”

"If you can take me three times, I'll let you in and meet the master, if not, I'll break your legs. Deng Kuan looked at Mo Bei indifferently.

"Let's make a move!" Mo Bei looked at him quietly.

"Fall down to Lao Tzu!"

Deng Kuan burst out, the sound was like a thunderous sound, giving people a deafening feeling, and at the same time, his whole person burst out, and the terrifying explosive force made the bluestone slab paved ground under his feet crack, looking as if he had been hit with a sledgehammer.

"Yak Niu!"

When Deng Kuan appeared in front of Mo Bei, he only heard him snort coldly, and a terrifying wave of qi erupted all over his body, and what made people feel even more incredible was that behind him there was a phantom of a yak, which raised its front hooves angrily and roared to the sky, and directly trampled towards Mo Bei.

"Damn! I didn't expect Senior Brother Deng Kuan to cultivate the Yak Niu Jin to such an extent, it's really incredible. ”

"Why have they all cultivated the strength of the yak, but Senior Brother Deng Kuan is so hanging?"

"I guess this guy named Mobei will definitely fall to the ground and vomit blood. ”

The disciples of the True Martial Arts Sect started to talk one after another, and their eyes were full of scorching light when they looked at Deng Kuan, no one expected Deng Kuan to be so strong.

Looking at Gu Jingyi again, her face was pale, although Mo Bei was the leader of the Dao Sect, his strength was not the strongest, could he easily resist this blow?

Call!

The sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and the front hooves of the yak exuded a devastating momentum, and then stepped heavily on Mo Bei's head under the expectant or frightened eyes of everyone.

Boom!

A sound like the ringing of a bell suddenly sounded, and a terrifying energy seemed to spread out in all directions.

"What?"

"it!"

"Damn, what the hell did this guy do? How can he resist the bull's strength?"

Those disciples of the True Martial Sect gasped in unison, everyone was stunned, and their eyes were full of deep horror when they looked at Mo Bei, they thought that Mo Bei would be seriously injured even if he didn't die, but the cruelty of reality poured a basin of cold water on them.

Not only were they not badly hit, they were even unharmed.

Master!

This guy is really a master!

This guy is really great!

Gu Jingyi grinned, she found that she admired Mo Bei more and more, this guy could always surprise her again and again.

Deng Kuan didn't expect Mo Bei to easily resist his moves, a grim look flashed in his eyes, after all, he was the strongest among the younger generation of the True Martial Arts, everyone said that he could defeat Mo Bei, but now he had a feeling of losing face.

"Come again!"

Deng Kuan let out a low snort, rushing towards Mo Bei like a mad cow, and his right fist burst out, hitting Mo Bei's shoulder directly.

Boom!

A dull loud noise came from Mo Bei's shoulder, and he retreated a few meters backwards before he controlled his body.

Looking at Deng Kuan again, his face was extremely cold, and he couldn't calm down in his heart, why is this guy so strong?

(End of chapter)