Wen Hong seemed to have changed into a different person, exuding a cold momentum all over his body, and even giving people a sense of oppression.

Maybe he didn't realize it.

With the promotion of the True Dragon Ring, his most fundamental temperament is also quietly changing.

"Let's do it. ”

Wen Hong slowly walked in front of Nangong Pojun, and his eyes collided with him without showing weakness.

Seven-rank ancient warrior?

It's just a good time to test your hands and check the combat power of your human form.

"I can't help myself. ”

Nangong Pojun sneered, but his gaze became more and more cold.

Got carried away with some medical skills?

Let's take a good look at the huge gap between you and the ancient warriors in terms of combat power!

Nangong Pojun was very abrupt, and without warning, his body suddenly sank, his feet kicked the ground, and his fists blasted out like cannonballs.

Wen Hong's reaction speed is no longer what it used to be.

He quickly turned sideways, clenched his palms into fists and slammed them into a fist.

Knock –

There was a muffled sound, and the two of them retreated.

Wen Hong frowned, and there was a little more caution in his eyes.

What a strong force!

With just one punch, he immediately felt the pressure, and his right hand was already a little red and swollen under the cover of the gloves.

Since you can't go head-on, let's find another way.

The mind moved.

Wen Hong cast the Divine Dragon Spell again, and saw a little red light leaking from several places on the other party's body.

This is...... Rip!

Nangong Pojun pounced again, wanting to use the advantage of strength to fight quickly.

Wen Hong dodged sideways, dodging the hungry wolf-like pounce, and at the same time found the opportunity to punch a flaw in the back leg that flashed red.

"Ahh

"You're looking for death!"

A miserable scream suddenly sounded, and immediately after, Nangong Pojun let out an angry roar.

His hind legs were extremely sore at the moment, but he didn't have the idea of stopping the offensive, and two casserole-sized fists struck left and right, sealing Wen Hong's retreat.

This is one of the famous skills of the Nangong family!

At the last moment when Nangong Long attacked Wen Hong before, he also used this trick.

Wen Hong's eyes froze, and he found that a dazzling red light flashed on Nangong Pojun's chest!

Although this stunt can block the opponent's retreat.

But at the same time, it will also expose amazing flaws, which can be described as a life-fighting boxing technique!

"It's you who are looking for death. ”

Wen Hong's eyes were cold, he didn't retreat but advanced, and directly smashed his fist in the center of Nangong Pojun's chest!

"Bang!!"

Nangong Pojun let out a miserable scream, like a kite with a broken string, flew out upside down and fell to the ground, blood spilling out of his mouth.

"Little Brother Wenhong, slow down!"

Nangong Qingfeng, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, hurriedly blocked the front.

"Since you're talking about the competition, I hope it's over. ”

The old man dissuaded, and at the same time looked back at his unconscious nephew, his eyes full of shock.

What is the origin of this Wen Hong!

Even if you know other stunts, even your combat power is so terrifying!

He looks young this year, and he has reached the point where he can defeat the strength of the seventh grade, which is simply unheard of!

"Of course, it's just a matter of getting to the point. ”

Wen Hong glanced at the wrinkled old man, nodded and stood up straight again, no longer planning to make a move.

He chose to give Feng Lao a face.

One is because he likes Feng Lao's personality very much, and another important reason is that Feng Lao is now a four-rank ancient martial artist, and he is far from being an opponent at present.

"Feng Lao, thank you for your hospitality tonight, I'll go home first. ”

After all, he knocked out his nephew, and Wen Hong was embarrassed to continue to stay.

"Little brother Wenhong, welcome to come again at any time, I promise that my nephew who is not a good person will not mess around next time. ”

Feng Lao also arched his hand and said with a smile.

At this moment, Nangong Qingfeng looked at Wen Hong in front of him, and had a higher evaluation of him in his heart.

This son has a bright future!

We must do our best to build a good relationship, and we will have the help of this son in the future.

Even if...... A hundred years after him, the Nangong family can still continue steadily.

"Xiaolong, what are you in a daze, why don't you send it to someone quickly!"

Seeing that Wen Hong was about to disappear from view, the old man said angrily.

"Good, good!"

Nangong Long recovered from the shock and hurriedly chased in the direction where Wen Hong left.

"Wait!"

This is, the old man suddenly stopped Nangong Long and said earnestly.

"Remember, you must befriend Wen Hong, this is a huge opportunity for our Nangong family. ”

……

On the road at night.

On a heavy motorcycle, Nangong Long shouted while driving:

"Damn, big brother, you're too awesome!!"

"Hmm...... You've said this more than ten times. ”

Wen Hong sat in the back seat and said a little speechlessly.

This Nangong Dragon ......

Ever since he came out of their family's private estate, he has been chattering incessantly, and he is about to be blown into the sky.

"Big brother, don't you know, if you beat my second uncle, it will turn me upside down, my second uncle has a strange temperament, in fact, he has coveted the position of the head of the Nangong family for a long time, I hate him very much!"

Nangong Long showed a gloating expression and continued to tout:

"Moreover, eldest brother, you are only 17 years old, and you can defeat the seven-rank ancient martial artist, awesome, too awesome!"

"Then how old was Nangong Pojun when he reached the seventh rank?"

Wen Hong suddenly asked curiously.

"At the age of 41, my second uncle's talent is average, and it is estimated that like most ancient martial artists, breaking through the seventh rank will come to an end. ”

Nangong Long's tone was full of disdain.

It seems that he has a lot of opinions about his second uncle.

"By the way, do you know any ways to make money?"

Wen Hong suddenly asked.

Seeing the legendary private estate tonight, he immediately realized one thing:

The happiness of rich people is something you can't imagine......

So he also wants to make a lot of money so that he can support his whole family and no longer have to work hard in other places with his parents.

"Make money?"

Nangong Long was stunned for a moment, and then said casually: "Big brother, a god like you will also be short of money? If you are short of money, just tell me, the little brother may not be able to take out the big money, but he can still get a few million small money." ”

", millions are also called small money!"

Wen Hong cursed secretly in his heart, but he still pretended to be very calm on the surface.

"That...... I'm going to start from scratch and make some money from regular channels recently, so don't give me any messy ideas. ”

Wen Hong rolled his eyes, and finally said thoughtfully.

"Formal channel ......"

Nangong Long pondered for a long time, and then said embarrassedly: "I asked my father for all the money, and I really don't know how to make money......

Hearing this, Wen Hong couldn't help but roll his eyes.

It turned out to be an old man!

Soon, the motorcycle arrived at the Jianghai Jiaozi community.

"Big brother, you go slowly, if you have anything to say, just say hello~~~"

Nangong Long waved goodbye warmly.

Wen Hong nodded, and walked like his own dilapidated rental house.

Lying on the small support bed, he felt like he had been dreaming for the past few days!

Wen Hong turned his fingers and looked at the word 'real dragon' dancing on the top of the silver-white ring, slightly distracted.

Who would have thought......

His unintentional choice two years ago has brought such earth-shaking changes to him now!

"Turning into a dragon!"

Wen Hong's urging ability suddenly turned into an oriental divine dragon of about half a meter.

"It's better to be a dragon. ”

Wen Hong twisted his body full of dragon scales, stretched, and then fell asleep cross-legged on the bed.

……

It was at this time.

On the other side of Jianghai City, Xiao Shiyu was lying on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

She turned on her phone from time to time.

After seeing the empty information column, he was entangled and angry.

"Wen Hong's stinky shamelessness makes me angry, why haven't you sent me a message for so long. ”

"Hmph, stinky wood!"

Suddenly, Xiao Shiyu seemed to think of something, and muttered a little worriedly:

"This guy can't be chatting with Xue Haiyan...... Also, Xue Haiyan said, 'Last night', could it be that the two of them have already ......?"

"No, no, no!"

Xiao Shiyu's head shook like a rattle, and then quickly got up and turned on the light.

She was wearing pink pajamas, and when she came to the mirror, her full breasts and slender figure suddenly came into view.

"Could it be...... Xue Haiyan is prettier than me?"

Xiao Shiyu touched her delicate face and said a little unconfidently.

At this moment, the WeChat notification voice suddenly sounded, and she quickly picked up her phone, only to find that it was another boy in the class who pursued her.

'Goddess Xiao, are you there?'

Xiao Shiyu frowned, and simply pressed a word: 'In.' ’

'What are you doing, I see you're sullen today?'

Xiao Shiyu rolled her eyes and ran out of patience, and replied decisively:

'It's okay, I'm going to take a shower, bye-bye. ’