Chapter 42: Ordinary Men and Ordinary People!
Master Zhao glanced at Ling Feng with disdain.
Didn't take him seriously at all.
It's not like he's never seen a young man like this.
usually brags about the sky, but that's just the hot-blooded ignorance of young people!
Ling Feng said contemptuously: "Is it a fake big sky, I think you can try it!"
Zhao Chengsenran said: "I'm about to try!"
Wu Ming walked in the middle and hurriedly put out the fire: "Master Zhao, although Feng Shao is young, he is a martial cultivator, but he is different from an ancient martial artist!"
"Oh?"
When Zhao Cheng heard this, his eyes narrowed.
Martial cultivators?
He couldn't help but look at the young man twice.
It turned out to be a martial cultivator, which is not trivial!
Martial cultivators are more mysterious beings than ancient warriors, powerful and terrifying!
These people are the real warriors.
Seriously, the ancient warriors are just a bunch of poor worms who have gone astray!
But at this time, how could Zhao Cheng fall behind in words.
He sneered and said, "Martial cultivators, that is also strong and weak, if a martial cultivator who has just entered the cultivation is pitifully weak compared to the ancient martial artist!"
That's not a bad thing about him.
Although an ancient martial artist is not as good as a martial cultivator, if a great grandmaster faces a third-order or fourth-order mortal realm martial cultivator, he can naturally be easily crushed!
But although Ling Feng has indeed become a martial cultivator for a short time, he has a system!
It's only been three or four days now, and it's already a sixth-order mortal realm!
In his eyes, a dark ancient martial artist is really not much different from an ant!
"There's a lot of nonsense, you can know if you try my strength!"
Ling Feng still looked contemptuous.
"Boy, you're looking for death!"
Zhao Cheng was furious!
The young man's eyes made him hate and hate!
Just as he was about to make a move, Wu Ming hugged him with both hands, and said with a good smile: "Master Zhao, let's not talk about this matter first, the boxing match will start soon! Let's wait for this boxing match to talk about it, okay?"
Zhao Cheng didn't make any more moves, just stared at Ling Feng coldly, and said coldly: "Boy, wait in the ring and let you see how powerful my Zhao Cheng is!
Ling Feng smiled and shook his head: "I can only laugh and not cry!"
Zhao Cheng snorted: "Really?"
But don't talk about it!
Wu Ming smiled bitterly and sighed!
In his eyes, neither Master Zhao nor Ling Feng was easy to mess with!
As for the strength of the two, he really can't say it!
Just as Master Zhao said.
Although Ling Feng is a martial cultivator, his cultivation is not very profound, it is easy to say when he encounters an ordinary ancient martial artist, but when he encounters a powerful ancient martial artist, it is not easy to say!
However, a martial cultivator is a martial cultivator after all, and his growth is far from being comparable to that of an ancient martial artist.
Great potential!
Great investment value!
Wu Mingdao: "The reason why I invited Master Zhao and Ming Shao to come here this time is actually for an appointment, and it is like this:
There is a field of entertainment in the new area of Minghu City, where the profits are good, but because of the controversy, I have fought with the 'leopard' Qian Xinbao a few times, and lost a lot of people.
Wu Ming said simply.
When talking about Qian Xinbao, there was a deep hatred in his eyes!
Ling Feng could also understand.
However, in his mind, the profit of this scene is good, if the profit is thin, Wu Ming will not spend five million to invite him this time!
Moreover, there is also a Zhao Cheng!
However, he can't control these things!
It's just taking people's money and eliminating disasters for others!
Zhao Cheng said: "Ming Shao, don't worry, this time it doesn't matter what kind of 'leopard' he is, or 'tiger', when he meets me, there is only one way to die, and there is no second way!"
Zhao Cheng glanced at Ling Feng as he spoke, and sneered!
Ling Feng smiled lightly, but he didn't care anymore.
Wu Ming smiled and said, "If Master Zhao makes a move, it will naturally be captured!"
Between words.
The four of them left the hall and went through a passage to a venue inside.
The venue is luxurious, with stepped audience seats on all sides, and a huge ring in the center, but no guardrails!
At the top of the ring, more than ten meters high, there is a huge piece of tempered glass, which seems to be a small river, there is water flowing, and even fish can be seen swimming back and forth, and the sun shines down, reflecting a fantastic light.
This venue is actually built under the stadium!
At this moment, the venue was already full of most of the audience, cheering!
It turns out that the ring match has begun!
In the ring, two shirtless young men are fighting!
These two young men, one with a slightly dark complexion and an abnormally thin face, and the other was very burly, and every time the two of them collided, they burst out with violent power!
The most primitive and the most violent!
The hormones in the audience's body exploded, and there was a lot of noise!
Every single one of these boxing matches was bet on!
Ling Feng and his party of four came to the rostrum and sat down, and they didn't attract much attention at this time.
Wu Ming sat down, looked at the two people in the ring, and said with a smile: "Master Zhao, what do you think of these two players?"
Master Zhao squinted his eyes and glanced at it, and said disdainfully: "It's just ordinary people! You can only use a little power of your physical body, and once you get older, your physical strength will decline, and you won't be able to become a climate!"
Master Zhao narrowed his eyes as he spoke, not bothering to watch the game.
Wu Ming smiled bitterly and looked at Ling Feng, only to find that he was leaning back in his chair, as if he was asleep, wandering in the world!
Come on, don't say anything, just wait for Qian Xinbao to come!
Under the ring.
Li Mengxi sat on a chair and watched the competition in the ring with some excitement, just now she pressed 20,000 yuan on it and tried it, and won 5,000 yuan, which made her excited for a while!
At that moment, her gaze swept away.
On the rostrum, a young figure attracted her attention!
"Ling Feng!"
Li Mengxi's beautiful eyes flashed slightly.
Ling Feng sat beside Wu Ming.
It looks like he really has a status in front of Wu Ming!
"This kid has gone to the dog's food luck, and I don't know how Ming Shao will value him!"
A voice whispered to the side.
It was Ma Hui who spoke, and he also saw Ling Feng, revealing a look of resentment in his tone!
Li Mengxi said lightly: "Then his luck is not bad!"
Ma Hui stared at the young figure, rolled his eyes, and suddenly said: "Miss Mengxi, this kid was a little weird before, those two bodyguards flew out upside down after touching him, do you say that he has some force value, the reason why he was invited by Ming Shao this time is because he may have to wait a while, and he has to compete with other fighters!"
Li Mengxi frowned.
It was indeed a little strange when Ling Feng faced that bodyguard before!
Under normal circumstances, those two bodyguards would not have been able to fly out anyway!
If you think about it like this, what Ma Hui said is really possible!
That means that Ling Feng is a fighter!