Wang Xiaoming said: "The spirit master is divided into four levels: spirit disciple, spirit master, spirit honor, and spirit sect. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Although we have just obtained the spirit of the covenant and are the lowest first-level spirit disciples, we do not need to be afraid of mortals. ”

Hooking his hand at Tong Wudao defiantly, he said, "You should be able to feel that there is a strange gas in your body, and it is the aura brought by the Qi Spirit. As long as you learn how to operate the aura and let it fill the whole body, you can greatly enhance your physical fitness, make your strength greater, your speed faster, and your recovery power will also be greatly improved. ”

Zhang Jing blinked, obviously not knowing how to operate the aura.

Wang Xiaoming had already transferred the aura to his whole body, and continued: "The division of the level of the spirit disciple is divided by the strength of the aura. The strength of the aura of the first-level spirit disciple can increase your strength by about 100 catties, the second-level is 200 catties, and the third-level is 300 catties. If you can reach level ten, your strength will increase by a thousand catties, which is also the limit of the strength increase in the spirit disciple stage. ”

Mu Yusi couldn't help but say: "You are only a first-level spirit disciple now, and your strength can only increase by a hundred catties, not a thousand!" This strong man on the other side must have hundreds of pounds of strength! ”

Before the girl's words fell, Tong Wudao had already raised a fist the size of a vinegar bowl and smashed it towards Wang Xiaoming!

Tong Wudao is indeed not a spirit master. Eighteen years ago, he got an opening talisman, but he couldn't fly until he reached the first heavenly barrier, otherwise he wouldn't be able to follow his father to gangsters in the town.

Although the gang is powerful in the town, it is only a country gang after all, if it can become a spirit master, who will be at the bottom of this society?

But just because he's not a spirit protector doesn't mean he's weak. Since he was a child, he has followed his father in the town, and almost all his peers in the town have been beaten by him. If it weren't for his martial arts skills, he wouldn't have inherited the position of gang boss after his father's death.

An eight-year-old boy like Wang Xiaoming dares to point fingers in front of him, but he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. As long as he punches down, keep the opponent's brain flowing!

"Whoosh!"

Tong Wudao's heavy fist carried the wind and went straight to Wang Xiaoming's face. He seemed to hear the crunch of the boy's skull.

But the expected sound of broken bones did not come, but another crisp sound came.

"Smack!"

Wang Xiaoming's figure blossomed, and the ghost dodged his fist like a god, and at the same time slapped him in the face!

No one understood how such a kid who was only waist-high hit him in the face, but this slap hit him!

The child's strength was not big, but Wang Xiaoming was a first-level spiritual disciple, and after the spiritual power was running, more than 100 catties of power were drawn horizontally, even if Tong Wudao's face was thick enough, he couldn't stand it!

Five bloody palm prints were imprinted on his dark cheeks, and the hot stinging pain made him can't help but let out a scream.

"Ahh

Wang Xiaoming shook his hand, turned around and smiled at Mu Yusi very casually: "You're right, I don't have as much strength as him after running the aura." But fighting is about technical content, and his reaction is the same as that of a wooden stake, even if his strength is ten times greater, he can only be beaten! ”

Mu Yusi was stunned, anyone who saw an eight-year-old child slapping an adult would be stunned!

The crowd on the street also opened their eyes and looked at the scene in front of them in amazement.

He, Tong Wudao, the new gang boss, has countless lives under his fist, and he was beaten by an eight-year-old child and screamed!

What's even more incredible is that the eight-year-old kid also said that he was just a stake!

Is there such a tall stake for such a man?

"How can it be!" Tong Wudao roared loudly, took a step forward, and continued to fight Wang Xiaoming! He didn't believe the kid could dodge his second punch!

"Smack!"

Another resounding slap in the face was slapped on Tong Wudao's face. This time it's the left face, which is just symmetrical with the right face, with two small palm prints, one left and one right!

"Ahh

Tong Wudao howled miserably, his heart was full of unwillingness, and he swung his fist at Wang Xiaoming like crazy. However, for some reason, every punch he threw was in the air, but Wang Xiaoming's slap hit him in the face one after another!

"Bang bang! Bang Bang Bang! ……”

Like the beat of gongs and drums, short and loud. A few rounds later, Tong Wudao's face was swollen into a pig's head!

"Oh my God, he's been beaten, he's really a stake!"

"That kid is amazing!"

"Being bullied like this by an eight-year-old, haha!"

"It's a silver spear wax head!"

The onlookers were a little afraid of Tong Wudao's obscenity, and they talked about it loudly.

"I said, you're not enough, I'm tired." Wang Xiaoming continued to smoke with a smile like the rising sun on his face.

Tong Wudao's swollen face was covered with blood, and his punches became more and more weak. After being beaten, he finally stopped attacking, but knelt on the ground with a plop and begged: "Grandpa, stop fighting, if you fight again, you will be killed." ”

"Wow!"

Everyone in the street shook their heads in unison. This newly appointed gang boss was whipped into a pig's head by an eight-year-old child on the first day of his tenure, and then knelt on the ground and begged for mercy and called grandpa, what a brilliant thing it is!

The face of the gangsters in the town has made him lose everything!

Wang Xiaoming smiled: "Don't call grandpa, I can't give birth to a mongrel like you." In the future, be a man with your tail between your legs, so that I don't have to smoke you again. ”

"Thank you, grandpa!" Tong Wudao said in a low voice.

"Let's go!" Wang Xiaoming looked back at Mu Yusi and Zhang Jingjing, and walked towards their home.

Tong Wudao knelt on the ground for a long time, and only when Wang Xiaoming walked away did he dare to stand up again. Looking back at the gangsters, they were like other passers-by, gathered around to watch him lively.

Tong Wudao said angrily: "You guys are fucking watching from the side? ”

A gangster said, "Who would have thought that you would be whipped into a pig's head by an eight-year-old child, and then kneel down and call grandpa...... This is how we can help! ”

"I'm going to kill you!" Tong Wudao threw himself at the strong man.

"You think your dad is dead, and you're really the boss? Brothers, few of them obey you! The strong man did not show weakness and fought with Tong Wudao.

The town is in turmoil......

On the other side, Zhang Jingjing said curiously: "Xiao Ming, when did you become so powerful?" ”

Wang Xiaoming said: "Old sister, in fact, I have always been so powerful, but you don't know." ”

Zhang Jingjing pouted and thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Impossible, we wrestled yesterday, and you were also knocked down by me." ”

"Did I fall down with you yesterday? Oh, that's me letting you. Wang Xiaoming was a little embarrassed.

"But you were crying, and I gave you a piece of candy to coax you." Zhang Jingjing continued to shake her head.

Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but blush: "How can I cry!" ”

"You're just crying, and your snot is still on my sleeve! said that whoever loses will be a younger brother, and you won't admit it. If you don't believe it, go back and ask your mother and Aunt Hong, they also saw you crying. ”

Wang Xiaoming sweated profusely, and Mu Yusi, who was following the two of them, burst out laughing.

This little monster who looks old also has a crying nose?

Looking at the path in front of her, she was a little curious about what kind of family and relatives a boy like Wang Xiaoming would have.

"Aunt Sisi, my house is almost here, don't forget what I told you." Wang Xiaoming said.

"Oh." Mu Yusi nodded hurriedly. This "man" entrusted her with a task for the first time, and she must do it well.

Wang Xiaoming is thinking about what to do if this unreliable beauty is unreliable.

It is said that every woman is a born liar. After arriving at Wang Xiaoming's house, Mu Yusi's lies were very moving, and even Wang Xiaoming believed it a little.

Ji Cuiyun, who has always been honest, held Mu Yusi's hand even more excitedly: "Miss Sisi, you saw that my two children had clear bones, so you took them to open their spirits?" And then they become Soul Masters? ”

"That's pretty much it." Mu Yu thought.

The young woman burst into tears, this is simply a big pie in the world, and she was stunned!

To become a spirit master means to become a dragon and phoenix among people, and it is destined to be extraordinary. The weakest soul protector can also find a job in the county, with a monthly salary of one gold coin, which is worth a year of hard work for civilians!

"Xiaohong, come out quickly, this Sisi girl is our great benefactor, she has enlightened Jingjing and Xiao Ming! Xiao Ming and Jing Jing have become spirit masters! ”

"Little Red?" Mu Yusi blinked, and then saw a thin and small "girl" who was slightly taller than Wang Xiaoming walking out of the back room, looking seven points similar to Wang Xiaoming.

"Xiao Hong, Xiao Ming...... Well, it looks a little older than Xiao Ming, it should be my sister, but I can't let her call her aunt anymore! ”

As soon as he thought of this, Mu Yusi immediately said very politely: "Little sister, hello! ”

Although Mu Yusi was only sixteen years old, his body was perfectly developed. She is 1.72 meters tall, with towering breasts and slender legs.

Wang Xiaohong's height is only one meter four, and when she saw that the other party was a big and tall person, she lowered her head shyly and whispered, "Hello sister." ”

"Auntie, this is my mother." Wang Xiaoming introduced.

"Huh?" Mu Yusi's whole face collapsed.

Mom, your mom can't be so small, right? This is clearly a child!

Well, some people are born short and add a baby face......

But - my future husband calls me aunt, and my future mother-in-law calls me sister, how can I get along?

"Actually...... I'm only sixteen! Mu Yusi said helplessly.

Wang Xiaohong has no concept of numbers, for her, there is no difference between sixteen and eighty years old, they are both big numbers that she can't count.

"It turns out that my sister is sixteen years old." She blinked, looked at Mu Yusi's plump breasts, and nodded: "Sister is so mature." ”

Mu Yusi covered his face, is sixteen years old very mature? Could it be that this future mother-in-law is really younger than her? That's too bad, isn't it?

"Xiaohong, she's younger than us." Ji Cuiyun reminded in a low voice.

"Oh." Wang Xiaohong responded. She hadn't turned the corner yet, but stood on tiptoe, looked at Mu Yusi with some envy and said, "My sister is so tall, she should be a sister." ”

Mu Yusi found that this future mother-in-law stood on tiptoe and was not as high as her shoulders. For the first time in her life, she hated that she had grown so tall......

After a moment of confusion, she decided not to bother with the salutation, because the tangled was not clear.

"Anyway, that's it, I think these two children are very talented, and I want them to go to the Imperial Spirit School." The girl continued.

"Royal Spirit School? Oh my God, we don't have any money. Ji Cuiyun shook his head helplessly.

Who doesn't want their child to go to a good school? But where does the money come from?

"I'll figure out how to deal with money, you don't have to worry about it. You'd better pack your bags and leave with the kids in two days. The town is too small for them to be. ”

Ji Cuiyun's face was red and white, she didn't want to accept other people's favors, but for the sake of the future of her two children, she was reluctant to refuse.

"Xiao Ming, Jingjing, kowtow to Auntie!"

Mu Yusi held her forehead with her hand, and Ji Cuiyun said the same, it seems that she has completely become an aunt......