"Su Ping!

Su Muyao pointed to Su Ping next to the elder's table, and shouted, exuding a strong fighting intent all over his body.

"Hey, dare to shout, Dad, I'm going down!" Su Ping grinned.

"Go ahead, remember to lightly start!" Su Guxin nodded at him, especially the two words 'lightly', deliberately accentuating his tone.

"Don't worry, I'm measured!" Su Ping smiled mysteriously, and then jumped onto the stage.

"Su Ping, Su Ping, Su Ping!"

The onlookers below suddenly burst into a loud shout!

"Su Ping's strength has improved a lot since the last time!" the second elder said thoughtfully.

"Yes, looking at the spiritual power he exuded just now, he must have reached the peak of the cyclone quadruple now, right?" the fourth elder echoed.

"I'm afraid Su Mu will have to suffer a little this time. The second elder said lightly.

Listening to the discussions of several elders around him, a trace of smugness flashed on Su Guxin's face, and he glanced at Murong Wan'er, who was unmoved, without a trace.

"Not necessarily. The three elders, who had not spoken all this time, finally spoke.

"Oh, does the third elder have a different opinion?" the second elder glanced at him and chuckled.

"I think there's something wrong with that little guy. The three elders nodded in the direction of Su Mu.

"Hehe, the third elder's opinion is so different every time, since you are so optimistic about Su Mu, why don't we make a bet?" A sly look crossed the second elder's eyes.

"Don't bet. The third elder said lightly, he didn't know, what the second elder had in mind, although he was optimistic about Su Mu, but he was optimistic about it, and he would not take that risk if he was not absolutely sure.

"Don't, in this way, two to one line can't work? I and the second elder each contribute five hundred gold coins, and you yourself contribute five hundred gold coins, how about it?" As soon as he heard about the bet, the four elders on the side became interested.

Hearing this, the three elders were a little moved, and bet five hundred gold coins for one thousand gold coins!

"Okay!" After hesitating for a moment, the third elder gritted his teeth and took out a bag of gold coins from his body and placed it at Su Guren.

The Second Elder and the Fourth Elder looked at each other and smiled, and then took out a bag of gold coins and put them in Su Guren's place.

Afterwards, all eyes were on the stands.

"Quack, Su Mu, I really didn't expect you to dare to come!" Su Ping smiled evilly.

"Why don't you dare to come?" Su Mu chuckled.

"On the day of the wedding, the bride ran away, if I were you, I would just find someone to kill me. Su Ping said disdainfully.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance, let you be me once, go and die. Su Mu smiled, his eyes full of playfulness.

"Who wants to be your piece of waste?" Su Ping screamed.

"Then what are you talking nonsense?" Su Mu put away his smile and said lightly.

"I'm hoping you'll be so tough for a while!" Su Ping suddenly stopped, and the fist in his sleeve clenched with a 'rattle' sound.

"Okay! I'll preside over the discussion between the two of you today, listen to me, this is a family discussion, if someone makes a black hand, don't blame me for being unkind!"

At this time, the Seventh Elder came to the stage and warned the two of them that he was mainly targeting Su Ping, afraid that if he made a mistake and crippled Su Mu, Murong Wan'er would make a fuss, which would be enough for them to have a headache.

"Are you all ready?"

The two nodded in unison.

"Let's go!"

Hearing this, Su Ping's five fingers of his right hand were put together, and then he clenched his fist, and the spiritual power in the dantian rose and converged to the heart of the fist.

"Python Fist!"

I saw him roar, and his toes suddenly hit the ground, like a cheetah, and ran towards Su Mu.

"It's a mortal intermediate martial art Python Fist! I didn't expect Su Ping to cultivate it to a great extent!"

"There are very few people in the family who can cultivate the Python Fist to Dacheng, Su Ping is such a powerful blow as soon as he makes a move, it seems that he wants to quickly solve the battle!"

"It is said that the Python Fist cultivated to Dacheng can burst out with the power of ten bulls, plus Su Ping's own cyclone fourfold power of five bulls, that is the power of fifteen cows, this time Su Mu is really miserable. ”

At this time, the voices of the disciples under the stands were all around, as if they had expected Su Mu's fiasco.

And the few elders in the elder table saw Su Ping's fierce attack, except for the third elder and Murong Wan'er, they all showed a faint smile.

"Hmph, after your son is deposed, I want to see how wonderful your expression is!" Su Guxin snorted coldly.

As early as last night, he told Su Ping to find an opportunity to kill him when he fought today, and it was best to let Su Mu lie in bed for the rest of his life.

In the duel, Su Mu was disabled by mistake, even if Murong Wan'er wanted to make trouble, she couldn't make trouble, and this time the battle was promised by Su Mu himself!

Murong Wan'er on the side didn't have time to pay attention to him, her autumn eyes were staring at the stands tightly, the spiritual power in her body was already surging secretly, and she was ready to rescue Su Mu at any time.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Su Ping's sandbag-sized fist, mixed with a slight sound of breaking the wind, instantly arrived in front of Su Mu's eyes.

Su Mu stood there steadily, motionless, as if he was scared silly to outsiders.

Until the fist was only a foot away from him, some girls in the stands couldn't help but watch the next tragic scene, and couldn't help but close their eyes.

At this time, Su Mu's standing figure finally moved.

I saw that the spiritual power in his dantian quickly poured into his palm, and a powerful momentum broke out in an instant, and the surrounding air was suddenly disturbed by this momentum, and the gusts of wind blew the corners of his clothes 'whoosh'.

"Void Fist!"

Su Mu let out a low cry in his throat, without the slightest drag of mud and water, raised his arm to level with the enemy, and blasted it with a punch!

"Bang!

There was a muffled sound! mixed with the sound of bone cracking.

"Ahh

Immediately afterwards, a miserable scream instantly resounded through the martial arts arena.

When everyone saw the picture in the field, their pupils couldn't help shrinking!

I saw Su Muwen standing there like Mount Tai, while Su Ping was lying on the ground like a dead dog, with horror in his eyes, covering his injured right hand, wailing in pain.

The martial arts arena was silent, everyone's eyes widened, their mouths opened wide, their faces were full of incredible, and their expressions were extremely funny!

Yes, Su Ping was defeated!

"Su Mu activated the spiritual root!" I don't know who is below the stands, and shouted loudly.

"He really did it?"

"Not only that, but it has also reached the realm of cyclone double!"

"A month ago, he seemed to be still quenching the body ninefold, right? Could it be that activating the spiritual root and breaking through to the cyclone double all happened in this month?"

"Damn, it's too perverted, isn't it? It took me nearly a year to break through from the Ninefold Tempering Body to the First Cyclone!"

A heated discussion erupted below the stage.

"What kind of martial arts does he use?"

"I haven't seen it, it shouldn't be in the family, looking at the power he just burst out, it should be close to twenty bulls. ”

"I didn't expect him to hide so deeply!"

Several elders in the elder table also showed expressions of amazement.

Especially the second elder, he looked at the faint red glow that overflowed from Su Mu's punch, and an imperceptible trace of anger flashed in his eyes, they actually didn't know about this matter all along!

This time Su Ping lost, which is equivalent to losing the old capital he has accumulated over the years, and this time he really lost to his grandmother's house.

The four elders had the same look as him, the corners of their mouths were twitching slightly, and five hundred gold coins were for him to save money for three years.

"This stinky boy didn't even say a word to me when he activated the spiritual root, which made me worry in vain. Murong Wan'er quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but as everyone knows, her jade palms were full of sweat.

At this time, looking at the heroic Su Mu on the martial arts stage, a trace of pride flashed in Murong Wan'er's autumn eyes, and a faint smile hung on her lips, she knew that her Murong Wan'er's son was by no means an ordinary person.

"Ping'er!"

At this moment, Su Guxin finally couldn't sit still, and quickly swept to the martial arts stage, checked Su Ping's injuries, and found that the bones on Su Ping's right hand had been shattered and cracked inch by inch.

Immediately, Su Guxin's old face swelled with a penetrating rage, and he wanted to crack his eyes and said, "Su Mu!

At this time, Murong Wan'er also came to Su Mu's side and firmly protected him behind her.

"How do I know that he can't help beating him so much? Is it okay for me to only use eight points of strength?" Su Mu shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and his immature face was full of innocence.

The 'Void Fist' he used just now was a martial art created by him in his previous life, and it had not yet been perfected, and now it had barely reached the advanced level of mortals.

He flipped through his memory and found that only this one was suitable for his current cultivation, and the other martial arts were too high.

The power of the high-level martial arts skills increased by fifteen oxen, plus the power of Su Mu's own six oxen, and the power of twenty-one cows was exerted with all his might, just fighting against Su Ping, he did have reservations, otherwise Su Ping would not have lost one hand, but the whole arm.

"Poof!"

Hearing Su Mu's words, Su Ping spurted blood from his mouth and passed out.

"Ping'er!" Su Guxin shouted, and then, glaring at Su Mu angrily, the spiritual power of the double spirit in his body gradually overflowed from his body, and two phantoms appeared behind him.

"Fifth Elder, please pay attention to your identity. As Murong Wan'er spoke, the fivefold spiritual power of the gods broke out of her body, and the five phantoms appeared in an instant.

Seeing this, the corners of Su Guxin's mouth twitched, and he immediately sobered up, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

However, he was not reconciled, so he looked at Su Guren, the head of the family who came out of the elder's seat: "Family master, you have to be the master of Ping'er!" Su Mu fought the black hand, and Ping'er's right hand was completely shattered!"

"Fair discussion! My son didn't use any tricks, so why did he say that his son was too weak, so don't complain!" Murong Wan'er's sharp words did not give in.

Su Guxin was dumbfounded: "You..."

"Okay, this time it's Su Ping's skills that are not as good as others, and in today's battle, Su Musheng wins!" Su Guren said to stop the argument between the two.

"Haha! Second Elder, Fourth Elder, thank you for your generosity!"

Today, the Third Elder was undoubtedly the biggest winner, and out of thin air there was an extra thousand gold coins, which was enough for him to praise for several years.

"Hmph!" the two elders snorted coldly, flicked their sleeves and walked out of the field.

"Okay, everyone disperse, hurry up and cultivate after you go back, and look forward to the year-end test in half a year, you will shine!" Su Guren said to everyone, and then disappeared.

Su Guxin hugged Su Ping and glanced at Su Mu fiercely, a flash of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he turned towards his small courtyard.

Seeing this, the other onlookers dispersed one after another.

However, when they were leaving, they looked at Su Mu's eyes, as if there was something more.