Because of Wu Ming's existence, the tense atmosphere around the ring has changed, the atmosphere has changed, and the serious feeling has changed dramatically. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

With the passage of time, the competition of the Yellow Character Inferior Gang has been completed, and according to the ranking order, the top ten disciples will join the Yellow Character Superior Gang in the battle.

Wu Ming is ranked first among the gangs with yellow characters, and he is a well-deserved first place, such a result would have made some people feel uncomfortable, but because of Wu Ming's small talk, the reason why he and his disciples are familiar with each other, there is a harmonious scene.

After the ranking was announced, the first competition of the Yellow Character Superior Gang was Wu Ming, and when he shouted Wu Ming, he was unhappy.

He said to Ding Zigao, who was chatting, "Why can't we have a good chat!"

Ding Zigao reminded with a shallow smile and a straight face: "Senior Brother Wu Ming, we are not here to chat, we are here to participate in the assessment, I have also been young, it is easy to put the cart before the horse when I am young, the junior brother is so talented, I hope that the junior brother must focus on cultivation." ”

After getting acquainted, Wu Ming found that Ding Zigao was actually a chatter, and he liked to be reasonable, but when he reasoned, he did not look down from a high position of the passerby, but revealed a faint care.

This feeling makes Wu Ming enjoy it very much, it is easy to relax when you enjoy it, and only after relaxation can you integrate, and only after integration can you have a so-called sense of belonging, Wu Ming felt for the first time that not all of them were weirdos in the Tang Sect.

He smiled at Ding Zigao and said, "Oh, what Senior Brother Ding said is true, but I just want to be a quiet beautiful man, why do you always want me to fight." ”

Ding Zigao discovered the mistakes in Wu Ming's words, and when he found a mistake, he had to correct the mistake, which was a unique quality of the Tang Sect.

"Senior Brother Wu Ming, that's not a fight, a fight is something that children do, it's a kind of assessment, it's an assessment of the results of your cultivation for half a year, so it's not right for you to say that.

Also, junior brother, you can't become a quiet beautiful man, because you have never been quiet. ”

"Uh, okay, what my brother said is, I'm going to compete. ”

At this time, Mr. Jiao Xi in the ring said loudly: "Where is the disciple Wu Ming?"

Wu Ming almost blurted out and said, "Your grandfather is here!"

Fortunately, he was sober at this time, and he stopped the words in time, he jumped up, came to the ring and said, "Disciple Wu Ming, after teaching Mr. Xi." ”

At this time, Mr. Jiao Xi on the stage, he is the teacher of the Yellow Character Superior Gang, not the one just now, he said: "Wu Ming, you have not officially joined our gang, it is inappropriate for you to call me Mr. Jiao Xi, you can call me Master Li." ”

Wu Ming arched his hand and said, "Yes, Master Li." ”

At this time, Wu Ming's opponent came to the ring, it was a stout fat man, the eye-catching muscle lines, and the lines were faintly beating green tendons.

The green tendons loom and it feels like an Angry Bird!

That's right, it's an Angry Bird, because his height is not high, not tall and strong to exaggerated muscles, and the overall temperament is very familiar with Angry Birds.

Thinking of Angry Birds, Wu Ming inexplicably remembered the bits and pieces of his previous life, and those fragmentary memories were like a kind of viscous agent, which made the smile on Wu Ming's face a little hard.

It's not just the smile that is hard, but also the body's reaction, according to the etiquette, Wu Ming is a junior disciple, he should have saluted first, but he didn't.

Such a move was considered a kind of contempt, and he felt that the person who was despised was always a little uncomfortable, so the opponent said dissatisfiedly: "Senior Brother Wu Ming, let me teach you, Senior Brother." ”

"May I ask what this senior brother is called?"

Before the sturdy short man could speak, Master Li spoke: "Lin Yue, the Yellow Character Superior Gang ranks tenth. ”

When Wu Ming heard the other party's name, he smiled unconsciously, "Linyue?"

Suppressing his smile, Wu Ming saluted and said, "I've seen Senior Brother Lin Yue. ”

Although the ritual is done, it is already too late, and if the same thing is done at different times, the effect will be completely different.

Lin Yue's face could not hide his anger, and his hasty fist clenching was regarded as a return gift.

After Master Li announced the start of the competition, he retreated to the ring.

Lin Yue took off the fist gloves from behind him, and after putting them on, he didn't even have a polite word, and immediately sank his waist to run his vitality, and in the green Yuanzhong, a violent figure rushed out.

Looking at the fierce Lin Yue, Wu Ming felt a dangerous aura, this dangerous aura, not only because Lin Yue had reached the level of the fifth level of the martial artist, but also because there was a strong hostility.

Wu Ming no longer held it up, took out the 'Xuanbing Light Feather' from the crotch of his pants as quickly as possible, threw the long sword aside, and then unsheathed the sword to meet the enemy.

With the sword in hand, the momentum on Wu Ming's body suddenly changed dramatically, and the original grinning temperament on his body was completely gone, replaced by a fierceness, as if a cold came from the abyss.

There was a kind of indifference in the cold eyes, accompanied by the cold aura of the sword in his hand, and at this time, Wu Ming seemed to be wrapped in frost.

Elder Xiao had fought with Wu Ming, he had seen Wu Ming in this state, and knew that Wu Ming was dangerous in this state, so he got up and jumped to the edge of the ring to prevent accidents.

Lin Yue was already approaching Wu Ming, and he moved his fists together, using the fourth-order martial technique 'Flame Burst Wind Fist Method'.

Under the extremely fast fist speed, a fist shadow appeared in front of him, the fist intent was like a flame, and the flame-like fist shadow burst into all directions with Lin Yue's advancing figure.

After scattering, the fist shadow carried a strong strong wind, and the wind helped the fist, and the fist merged into the wind, as if the fire flame was dancing in the wind, and turned into a fire python in the wind.

When the fist shadow first appeared, Wu Ming had already responded, he slid backwards, waved the long knife in his hand, and looked at the knife light that was not fast, suddenly accelerated in an instant, and then turned into a little cold light.

Lin Yue's Sang Martial Master is fivefold, and with the help of his fist and martial arts, the power of one punch is more than six thousand catties. In the face of such a powerful fist shadow, Wu Ming didn't dare to hold it up, and after turning the sword light into raindrops and using 'Flowing Blood Like Rain', he followed up with 'Gathering Blood for a Lake' without delay.

In an instant, Wu Ming's knife momentum soared, and the sword shadow stretched out like a lake, and in less than a breath, it collided with the fiery giant python composed of fist shadows.

In the midst of the sound of knives falling in all directions, dozens of waves of qi falling rocks and ripples spread out on the surface of the water, blasting through the air, and the 'Xuanbing Light Feather' did not rely on its own sharpness to break through the attack of the fist gloves.

The giant python swam in the sea of Wu Ming's sword shadow in a leisurely state, forcing Wu Ming to retreat again and again.