"Who are you?" At this moment, Wang Yue looked at the handsome girl in front of him and sweated slightly. He only felt that the girl had an indescribable temperament, and the girl's identity was so mysterious.

If he guessed correctly, this girl was the strongest student in this training camp. She is the same as Zhao Xi'er, the drunkard and Young Master Qian, because of the existence of Beixun and the Moon Rat, she was robbed of the aura that should belong to her.

This girl, she is a low-key top master!

And the girl, she just looked at Wang Yue with a solemn look and smiled evilly. The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and the girl suddenly stretched out her slender jade hand and touched the coiling dragon stick behind him.

Then, walking past him, "I don't want to tell you who I am." ”

"What?" The look on the girl's face suddenly became more complicated as she walked past him. Especially when she stroked the coiling dragon stick he was carrying behind him, it made him feel an indescribable feeling in his heart.

This girl is extremely beautiful, her appearance is delicate, just like the beautiful scenery after the rain in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River. Her temperament is noble, and her body exudes a golden light.

This is a big beauty.

When she stroked the coiling dragon stick behind him, it made him feel an indescribable strange feeling in his heart. What shocked him even more was that the girl seemed to know what was behind him.

You know, it was snatched by the two masters of Cangtian and Beichen at the risk of his life. If that Cangtian and Beichen knew that it was he who snatched the coiling dragon stick that the two of them fought with their lives, then he would be in big trouble in the future.

This girl, she seems to know a lot of his secrets.

"Even if you don't tell me your identity, you can always tell me your name, right?" Suddenly, Wang Yue turned around and asked.

"My name is Nalan Yi. The girl turned, and a hint of cunning flashed in her long, narrow eyes.

"Nalan Yi, your surname is Nalan?" Wang Yue's brows furrowed.

"Yes. The girl nodded slightly.

Nalan Yi, Nalan is a member of the Nalan family, is she one of the martial arts doubles, and the person in charge of this Chongwu training camp is a member of the Nalan family?

Looking at the girl, Wang Yue couldn't help but guess her identity in her heart.

Then at this moment, a loud bang suddenly came from the training ground of the training camp. Looking at the source of the loud noise, Wang Yue and Nalan Yi saw a large group of people gathered in front of a pitch-black iron pillar.

When Beixun put away the sword in his hand, the moon rat immediately said loudly, "I worship it so much, Young Master Beixun deserves to be a grandmaster-level peak master." This iron pillar is the treasure of the Nalan family, which is made of dark iron, and the knife is cut without a trace, and the fire does not hurt. There is a precision strength measuring instrument inside, which can measure the strength of our martial arts practitioners. And Young Master Beixun actually slashed out a force of 1,200 catties with a sword, I'm afraid that none of us here is the opponent of Young Master Beixun. ”

As he spoke, the moon rat took a few quick steps back. Then he rushed towards the pitch-black iron pillar and kicked it fiercely.

When the moon rat fell on his foot, his face changed a little in pain.

Soon, a number appeared on the iron pillar.

Three hundred!

"Three hundred catties! The moon rat actually kicked out three hundred catties of strength!" In an instant, the people around the moon rat suddenly shouted in surprise.

Then, some people either used their fists, or their feet, or they used weapons, and they measured their strength.

Most of those who used weapons cut out five or six hundred catties of strength, while those who used fists and feet mostly struck out two or three hundred catties of strength.

"It seems that the strongest of us here is always Young Master Beixun. However, the Moon Rat is not bad, although it is a Grandmaster-level inferior master, it can already defeat the Grandmaster-level mid-level master. Everyone immediately complimented him.

"Fortunately, a grandmaster-level master, if he can't even beat the strength of three hundred catties, I'm afraid we are not qualified to be called grandmasters. The moon rat laughed triumphantly.

"Let's go, let's go eat. Beixun smiled, led everyone out of the martial arts training ground, and then took the lead into a red Ferrari.

"It's really rich. Glancing at the red Ferrari in the north, the rest of the crowd stepped into their cars.

"Hehe, a sword only has the strength of 1,200 catties, are you embarrassed to show off?" Seeing that Beixun and a large group of them left one after another, Nalan Yi smiled and walked towards the cafeteria.

When Nalan Yi left, Wang Yue looked at her graceful and dignified back for a while. After thinking about it, he walked into the martial arts training ground with a frown and glanced at the display instrument on the iron pillar.

Suddenly, he threw a punch at the iron pillar. At this moment, his fist hit the black pillar of Xuantie, and a loud bang suddenly erupted between his fist and the iron pillar.

Soon, a number was displayed on the iron pillar.

Thousand!

When the number of one thousand appeared, a smile suddenly appeared on Wang Yue's face. It seems that his strength is still good, and he is the same grandmaster-level peak master as Beixun, and he can use weapons with his fists to fight. And if he uses the coiling dragon stick again, I'm afraid he can defeat Beixun with one move.

And at this moment, there was a burst of applause from the entrance of the martial arts training ground. Turning to look, Wang Yue saw that Young Master Qian was clapping his hands lightly, walking towards him with the drunkard and Zhao Xi'er.

When Young Master Qian, the drunkard, and Zhao Xi'er walked in front of him, Young Master Qian looked at Wang Yue with a smile and said, "Brother Wang Yue, I didn't expect your strength to be so strong, that moon rat and dog thief had no eyes, and he didn't even find that you were the real master." ”

"Hehe, Brother Qian praised it. Wang Yue shook his head slightly.

"When I was lecturing on the martial arts hall just now, I had already discovered that your strength was a little unfathomable. And the drunkard brother next to you, Sister Zhao Xi'er, you are all masters. Although my Young Master Qian is the son of the four great families of martial arts, he is a decent martial arts person, but I am different from those decent martial arts people, I never look at whether he is strong or not when I make friends, because my strength has always been strong. And if I didn't guess wrong, you should be a grandmaster-level peak master, right?" asked Young Master Qian with a smile.

"Yes. Wang Yue nodded lightly.

"Grandmaster-level peak master, it's really good. Now I know your strength, and if I make friends with you, I'm still a little unqualified. However, Young Master Ben's strength is also very strong. Taking a few steps back, Young Master Qian suddenly activated the true qi in his body, and then a golden light erupted from his body.

When Young Master Qian rushed towards the iron pillar, a fierce giant tiger faintly appeared from his momentum. Although he was not yet a Grandmaster-level peak master, the fierce giant tiger in his momentum had not yet appeared, but Wang Yue and the others had already felt the fierce tiger in his momentum.

At the same time, Young Master Qian's right hand suddenly turned into a tiger claw, and then with a claw, he grabbed the iron pillar fiercely, "Five Elements Fist, Tiger Fist!"

This claw grabbed at the iron pillar, and a fierce tiger's roar seemed to appear from his momentum. At the same time, a number suddenly appeared on the display at the top of the iron pillar, "One thousand and one." ”

"Brother Wang Yue, my Five Elements Fist is not bad, right? Although I am a grandmaster-level master, I can defeat my opponent beyond the level. Young Master Qian smirked smugly.

"Not bad, not bad. The drunkard and Zhao Xi'er nodded lightly in praise.

With one claw, he hit the power of one thousand and one, and this young master Qian can already be called the top master of the young generation in the country. And if the drunkard and Zhao Xi'er make a move, they can almost play with such power.

However, when Young Master Qian was proud, although Wang Yue praised Young Master Qian with them, he was a little helpless in his heart. Because Wang Yue only used seventy percent of his strength just now, he hasn't used all his strength yet.

And if he exerts all his strength, even if he meets a god-level inferior master, he can fight hard.

"Wang Yue, this young master Qian has a good character, although we have just met, but don't treat him as an outsider. You've just tried the power of your fist, you haven't tried the power of your weapon yet. Why don't you take out your dragon stick and test your strength with it?" the drunkard said suddenly.

"What? You even have a peerless divine weapon coiling dragon stick?" Hearing the drunkard's words, the smile on Young Master Qian's face stiffened.

Just glanced at Young Master Qian's stiff expression, Wang Yue saw that there was no one around, and then took off the coiling dragon stick he was carrying behind him. Then the black cloth of the coiling dragon stick was peeled off, revealing a dragon-shaped black ancient stick.

Holding the dragon stick in his hand, Wang Yue bent the dragon stick slightly, and the center of the dragon stick suddenly opened, and many gaps appeared.

Then Wang Yue bent the dragon stick again, and the veins like dragon tendons in the middle of the dragon stick suddenly opened up a larger gap.

Taking a step back, Wang Yue gently bent the Panlong stick and said, "Speaking of the Panlong stick, it can be called the ancestor weapon of the nunchucks and the three-section sticks. This dragon stick was refined for gold and many precious ores, and was the imperial weapon of Emperor Taizu. The body of the stick is golden, and the body of the coiling dragon stick can be soft or hard. If the strength does not reach the upper level of the grandmaster level, there is no way to use this weapon well. And my current strength is already at the peak of the grandmaster level, and being able to get this weapon is also a creation of my fate. It's just that my strength is not strong enough to use my true qi to turn the coiling dragon stick into its original color. ”

"The stick borrows the power of the man, and the man borrows the power of the stick. If you are a martial arts master, even if you pick up a branch, then it is also a high-grade weapon. And a peerless weapon like the Coiling Dragon Stick, it's up to me to rely on its power. Therefore, even if I scored a high score, it was not my own strength, but the power of this peerless divine weapon. ”

As he spoke, Wang Yue began to operate the true qi in his body. Gradually, a thick black aura emanated from his body.

"This is ........." Glancing at the powerful momentum emanating from Wang Yue's body, Young Master Qian's face changed, and he quickly retreated with the drunkard and Zhao Xi'er.

And at this moment, Wang Yue suddenly waved the coiling dragon stick in his hand. At this moment, he poured all the true qi in his body into the coiled dragon stick, making the dragon tendons with the soft heart of the coiled dragon stick as hard as steel. Then, with a strong swing of the treasure stick in his hand, three black dragons suddenly roared and crossed out, slamming into the black pillar of dark iron.

"The first form of Taizu's stick method, one stick to level the world!" When Wang Yue swung his stick on the black pillar of the black iron, the soil under the black pillar suddenly became a little loose, and the whole earth seemed to tremble.

And when Wang Yue finished swinging his stick, a lot of fine sweat suddenly oozed from his forehead, and he couldn't help but gasp on the ground with a long stick and pestle.

Three thousand seven!

At this moment, a number quickly appeared on the black pillar of the dark iron. And that young master Qian, his mouth suddenly opened wide, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

"Three thousand seven, even if he is a god-level inferior master, I'm afraid he won't be able to hit such a high number. Wang Yue, if you use this dragon stick, you can already defeat a god-level inferior master!" Seeing that the fixed soil under the black pillar of the dark iron was a little loose, the drunkard suddenly grabbed Wang Yue's arm and roared excitedly.

"It's the power of this dragon stick and the stick technique, and it has nothing to do with me. After overdrawing the true qi in his body, Wang Yue said with a slight gasp.

"Young master, this Wang Yue used a coiling dragon stick, and he actually hit a force of 3,700 catties with one stick. I'm afraid that if it's a car, it can be directly waved into two by him. And the strength of your god-level inferior master, even if you use a weapon, you can only fight with a strength of two thousand five hundred catties. Is it really the right choice for you to give him this dragon treasure stick?" At the door of the cafeteria outside the training ground, a middle-aged man's face suddenly turned pale.

If you can reach the realm of a god-level master, you can already be called a god. And this Wang Yue, although he was still the strength of a grandmaster-level peak master at this time, he already had a terrifying power like a god.

And at this moment, looking at the numbers displayed on the black pillar of the dark iron, the face of the girl standing on the side was also a little pale. swallowed a mouthful of saliva gently, and the girl turned around and walked into the cafeteria with an expressionless face, "In the past few days, you go and get the family heirloom sword of my Nalan family, I can't be defeated by him........."