How is Li Jiuzhen's impression of Wenlong not deep?

This is an uninvited guest who almost killed him!

At that time, fortunately, on the one hand, there was the Wu clan as a "backer", which made the boss of the Liuli Society, Wang Futu, jealous.

If you kill Li Jiuzhen, you will be retaliated against by the Wu Clan, and who can stop the all-pervasive army of Gu worms?

On the other hand, Wen Long is not an indiscriminate killing of innocent people, it is enough to deter Li Jiuzhen, there is no injustice and no hatred, why kill this young man who he still admires?

Don't think of all masters as characters who kill people when they see them, okay.

Li Jiuzhen is also very powerful in the eyes of ordinary people, and he didn't see him kill a person when he caught him!

Even if he saved his life, he didn't rely on his own ability to force the other party back, which made Li Jiuzhen a little resentful.

At the same time, there will be a sense of crisis.

If you meet a master like Wenlong again, and you just offend to death, how will it end?

The only and best way is to improve yourself and become stronger.

Wenlong's force value level is equivalent to Li Jiuzhen's primary goal now.

He called out Wen Long's name at once, and when Wen Long heard it, he also glanced at him, and then showed an expression of "You are really here".

"Huh?" Li Jiu really felt this meaning, and couldn't help but wonder, "No, did he come to me all the way?" That's not right! Since you let me go last time, why do you come back to trouble me again? Isn't it looking for trouble, it's something else? ”

Just as Li Jiuzhen was speculating, someone shouted again: "It turned out to be Master Wen!" ”

"Is that the one?"

"Why is he here?"

It can be seen that Wenlong is not a master of the world who is unknown to the world, at least, in the martial arts circle, he is still very famous.

Counting up, since Li Jiuzhen came down the mountain, the time for joining the WTO is still too short. Before this, I didn't know which onion Wenlong was.

Those who also don't know Wenlong, among the martial artists, there are not a few, most of them are low-level or very young.

The few people around Qi Yuanhong all knew Wen Long, and they also caught Wen Long's eyes looking at Li Jiuzhen-

Seems to be an acquaintance!

This made their hearts lift, and their faces became ugly.

This Li Jiuzhen is so young and born out of nowhere, could it be that he has a deep relationship with Wenlong?

If they are acquaintances and have a friendly relationship...... Do you dare to teach Li Jiuzhen a lesson?

Wenlong was furious, how many of them are, who is the opponent? It can't be beaten together, is it good!

In the commotion, many masters of the older generation stepped forward and greeted Wenlong politely.

However, Wen Long didn't have any intention of returning the courtesy, he didn't even look at these people, and walked straight forward.

These people didn't dare to stop them, and they all got out of the way, without the slightest expression of displeasure on their faces.

There is no way, in their eyes, that is, the strong are respected.

Wenlong is the strongest present, so he ignores everyone's capital.

This is called a superior demeanor.

Some people who didn't know who Wenlong was, but muttered in an inaudible voice, this guy really knows how to pretend.

They are not stupid, Wenlong, who can make those masters who come forward to say hello, must have the capital to pretend, unless he is afraid of a long life, don't offend.

Luo Shishan and other soldiers were a little unable to get off the stage, weighing whether to knock and knock this guy-

At the very least, we have to interrogate who he is, how he came here, and what is his purpose, right?

When will it be possible for a military base to break in without saying hello?

The military referee was about to move sideways to block him, but Luo Shishan suddenly waved his hand, signaling not to do much.

So Wenlong walked in front of Sakuragi Iji step by step.

Sakuragi Iiji's body trembled slightly, and he stared at Wenlong with an extremely solemn expression.

Momentum is a formless thing, but the higher the martial arts, the stronger the senses, and the more clearly you can feel the momentum.

From Wen Long's appearance to walking over step by step, Sakuragi Iji felt very clearly that the sword-like edge on Wen Long's body was completely locked on his body.

The closer he came over, the more the momentum of the edge was rising.

So much so that Wenlong stood in front of Sakuragi Iji at this time, as if a mountain was pressing over.

Iji Sakuragi even felt like he was ...... I don't even have the courage to take the initiative!

"It turned out to be from an island country, no wonder." Wen Long spoke again, "You have a chance to make a move on me, please!" ”

"......" The military referee frowned, considering whether to speak.

Master Fuyong smiled, and stepped forward without any scruples and said, "Master Wen, do you also want to participate in the martial arts exchange?" Please sign a few words first. ”

"The master is mighty." Li Jiuzhen thought secretly, "I don't know if the master's Buddhism is profound, no matter who it is, to him, it is all floating clouds, or is the master's martial arts not weaker than Wenlong?" ”

Wenlong's gaze fell on Master Fuyong's face, his expression softened a lot, and he bowed slightly to Master Fuyong's Buddhist namaste, and then said, "Then it's troublesome." ”

Master Fukunaga handed over the things that should be signed.

Wenlong happily signed his name.

The people around him also retreated with interest, and only Wenlong and Iji Sakuragi confronted each other.

Wen Long didn't mean to take the initiative, just looked at him.

Iji Sakuragi's face became more and more ugly, like a blank sheet of paper.

He was tempted to give in, abstain, and then apologize and take back what he had just said.

But I feel that this is an insult and betrayal to myself and to the martial arts spirit of the big island country that I have upheld all my life.

"How can I betray my faith?"

Sakuragi Iji gradually showed a touch of enlightenment, and then bowed deeply, and said, "I will do my best." ”

Wen Long's expression was still faint, and his tone was more appreciative: "You are very good, worthy of admiration." ”

"Huh? Master Wen actually admires an island countryman, is there any mistake! A few people looked puzzled.

Li Jiuzhen also raised his eyebrows, how did this Wenlong do it, from his debut to the present, he has been forced to pretend to be good, and suddenly there is such a sentence, the effect of pretending to be forced is much worse!

"In order to express my admiration, I will also do my best." Wen Long added.

"Poof—"

Li Jiuzhen almost laughed, he didn't expect this Wenlong to be joking!

He misunderstood Wenlong.

Because Wenlong's words are actually serious.

In the face of people who are stronger than yourself, it is indeed worthy of admiration to be able to maintain a fighting spirit.

Iji Sakuragi closed his eyes, imagining that Wenlong in front of him did not exist, and did not care about the impact of Wenlong's powerful momentum.

Empty his body and mind, he will decide to deliver his most powerful blow-

Because he knew that this was the last time he would perform it in his lifetime.

Since then, there has been nothing.

Rumble!

While his skin turned red like a burning oven and fine droplets of blood were coming out of his pores, he made a gesture that ordinary people could easily do.

stepped out, turned the palm of his hand into a hand knife, and from top to bottom, he simply slashed forward.

The air seemed to become viscous at this moment.

No one in the room said anything, just stared at his swollen palms with wide eyes.

Wen Long's eyelids drooped, and he raised his hand calmly, and just held the other party's palm so hard.

There was no movement in his body, and the ground under his feet did not sink in any way, and his clothes were hunting backwards.

The next moment, Wen Long's other hand took out two fingers and poked at the center of Sakuragi Ii's eyebrows.

"Roar!"

Sakuragi Iji's whole body collapsed like blood, and his momentum instantly rose again, and his other hand was also raised, blocking the center of his eyebrows.

Kiss!

Wen Long's two fingers were like the tips of a sword, directly penetrating Sakuragi's second-hand palm, and then continued to penetrate his eyebrows.

Iji Sakuragi was shocked, and all the qiē in his skull turned into paste.

Poke it and you're dead.