Roar!

In a cultivation room on the middle floor of the True Martial Building, the beast roared continuously, the flames were surging endlessly, and the piercing roar of the blade pierced the air.

I saw a thin figure, wandering in the phantom of several fierce beasts, seemingly chaotic footwork, but in fact, it was well-founded, implying mystery.

If there was a Qi Realm martial artist here, he would definitely be surprised.

The phantom of the beast is the demon beast Flame Tiger and the Wind Fangwolf, looking at its breath, it has the ability of a first-order demon soldier!

Even so, in the face of the demon soldier phantom condensed by the four formations, Wu Ming still had the strength to spare, and from time to time he used the Dragon Fist to counterattack.

Looking at the progress of its tricks, it has been firmly in the realm of the arm and fingers, one move and one style, all of which are sleek and wishful!

And its footwork is even more exquisite!

Except for the fact that it was a little messy when he began to face the phantom of the four demon soldiers, as time went by, it became more and more smooth, and it gradually had the meaning of flowing water!

"The Nine Palaces Swimming Body, I can finally perform it smoothly, the subtlety of this footwork is still above my imagination, and it is even necessary to use the body of the Refining Essence Realm to support the shock brought by the full force! Moreover, it is faintly consistent with the Dragon Wandering Footwork, no wonder my cultivation is extremely smooth!"

While fighting, Wu Ming could still distract himself and analyze his own martial arts.

Obviously, even in the face of four demon soldiers of the Qi Realm, there is even more spare strength!

This is not only due to the hard training in recent years, but also the chance and coincidence of several near-deaths, making his physical body far more powerful than that of the same level.

Even a martial artist who is also in the Refining Essence Realm may not be able to connect the four knots of life fire like him, and there is also the "Yijin Sutra" to complement it, as well as the essence blood of the Tiger King and the blood of the Demon Emperor Dragon.

In addition, his own martial arts will is strong, far above his peers, and the fighting instinct brought by his previous life almost makes him invincible at the same level.

Even if it's a cross-level challenge, it's not a problem!

Of course, this is a case of ordinary comparison conditions, if you meet a real Tianjiao martial artist, it is unknown who will win or lose!

Today's Wu Ming, the fight with his peers is limited to the small ones, and he can't let go of his hands and feet, and it is difficult to find an opponent who has fun.

Even if you fight with a kitten, you are just being pressed and beaten.

Compared with this juvenile demon beast from the Baichuan Mountain Range, although Wu Ming's many conditions are staggering, the kitten is not far behind.

Thanks to his mother's blood pill condensed by the flesh and blood spirit of the Tiger King, even if he sleeps, his strength is growing.

Although there were not many opportunities to make a move, Wu Ming was not an opponent at all.

Thundered!

In the flames of the Flame Tiger and the wind blades of the Wind Fangwolf, Wu Ming wandered uncertainly, constantly diluting the phantom shadows of the four demon beasts, and he had no power to fight back.

It's just that it is condensed from the formation, and the aura in it is continuous, and the phantom will not retreat, and it will be replenished at any time!

Airplanes!

At this moment, a palm-sized white jade stone on the door in the distance suddenly flashed with blue light.

"Usually cultivates, it won't bother me easily, it seems that something has happened!"

Wu Ming's eyes flashed, and he violently performed the dragon fist technique, his body flashed like a dragon, his galloping leg whip swept across, and his fists swallowed the fierce fist wind, instantly smashing most of the four demon beast phantoms.

Without waiting for the phantom to condense again, he gently crushed a white jade talisman on his waist, and a faint blue-red pattern suddenly flashed on the ground, absorbing all the streamers, and the demon shadow disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Even the original blazing air wave gradually faded away!

"What's the matter?"

When he opened the door and saw Hu Lai with an angry face, Wu Ming was slightly surprised.

Although the Zhenwumen Martial Arts Hall has only been open for a month, it has an excellent reputation, and its reputation in the southern outer city is increasing day by day, and there have been accidents at all.

"Little prince, more than a dozen sect martial arts halls led by Xuan Lei and Luoyun in the southern outer city have set up the ring, let us take the fight according to the rules!"

Hu Lai said succinctly.

"Xuan Lei, Luo Yun?"

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, and the rules of the two families and the rules of the connection quickly flashed in his mind, and nodded without much surprise, and said, "What did Hu Lao and Uncle Chai say?"

"The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth!"

Hu Lai said.

"Hehe, okay, in that case, this ring is really martial arts, tell them that it is now the martial arts hall in January, and many martial artists are looking forward to today, and want us to take over the fight and come back in three days!"

Wu Ming said with a smile.

"All right, but what if they don't agree?"

Hu Lai happily agreed, just turned around and turned back to say.

"Yes!"

Wu Ming's face was determined, and he sneered in his heart.

It costs a lot of resources, but it's not a fun game, and whoever dares to play yin depends on whether the people of Nancheng agree or not!

Now the two major martial arts halls are showing the carriages and horses, and on the grounds of the common rules, let the real martial arts hall take over, this is Yangmou!

If the martial arts hall avoids but does not fight, its prestige will be hit, and it will be a blow to the newly built martial arts hall!

"Yes!"

Hu Lai nodded heavily and hurried away.

"Han Li of the Xuanlei Martial Arts Pavilion should be the Han family of Concubine Rong's family, there is no doubt that the people of Luoyun Valley are involved, what does it mean?"

Wu Ming pondered for a while, but he didn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it anymore.

After washing up in the lounge on the side, I came to the back hall to perform martial arts and looked around.

Covering an area of more than a dozen acres, there are 100 and a half teenagers busy moving tables and chairs at this time.

In the middle, there are nine hundred-meter rings paved with lapis lazuli and placed with strengthened rune arrays.

This is the martial arts hall once a month fighting venue!

Since the martial arts hall was first built, and it was the first time to officially fight martial arts, every martial artist in a small realm was allowed to participate in martial arts at the same level.

In the end, the top three of the same level will have extremely high rewards, and those with low realms can challenge those with high realms, and the rewards for the winners will be doubled!

The first is to encourage the martial artists to be self-motivated, the second is to vent the excess energy of the martial artists, so as not to have infighting, and the third is the most important thing, select plastic talents from them, make further contacts, and observe whether there is a possibility of inclusion.

Of course, even if you can't be included as your own, you should be kind and build a good relationship!

These are all rules set by Wu Ming himself, and even the class is divided into categories, and it is no longer a professor who gathers a piece of brain, but also from his handwriting.

Looking at the immature faces full of excited smiles, Wu Ming's expression was slightly trance-like, as if it was yesterday!

Once upon a time, he was also one of them, and vaguely remembered the wide blue, green and white school uniform!

"Hey!"

Wu Ming returned to the Wulou with a smile, strolling through the corridors with a comfortable expression, listening to the crisp and immature sound of reading aloud, like a king inspecting the territory!

"You can't teach me, you give me out!"

Just as I walked to the corner of the fourth floor, there was an angry cheer and the snapping sound of the ring ruler slapping on the table not far away.

"Go out, go out, the master is here to learn martial arts, not to listen to your poor sour preaching!"

It is obviously a period of voice change, with a slight timbre of a male duck's voice, and in the shouting of the urn, I heard the sound of running along the corridor.

Immediately after, in a burst of hula running, more than a dozen half-sized children ran out of the classroom with a fat teenager in their arms.

"Class 1 on the fourth floor, it should be a Qi Realm student, this fat man is Shen Rong, the second eldest of the Shen family!"

With a cursory sweep, Wu Ming recognized most of the teenagers.

All the apprentices who enter the martial arts hall, regardless of their cultivation, family background, or age, are all registered and put into the library.

With Wu Ming's current memory, if he doesn't say it, he won't forget it, as long as he has read it once, he can remember it all the time.

Not to mention, this young man who is only fourteen years old is already a second-realm qi martial artist, and he is not a big genius.

"What do you see, I've never seen me so handsome?"

Shen Rong was angry, seeing that Wu Ming was thin and weak, he stared at himself directly, and when he passed by, he stretched out his fat hand and pushed it, but the subsequent countershock force not only did not retreat, but shook him back, and couldn't help but look at Wu Ming in surprise, "Shout, people are not big, and the strength is not small, in the future, you will mix with me, and ensure that you eat and drink spicy food!"

"Little ......"

A young Confucian student walked out of the door of the class, saw Wu Ming's eyes, swooped down, and stood aside with curiosity in his eyes.

Ever since I came to the martial arts hall to teach with my own teacher, even if I have seen it a few times, I still have a vague impression. And that Niu Kui is also a bastard, hob-like character, who has already given him a headache for nearly a month, and I really want to see how this legendary little prince handles it.

You must know that the people's comments on this person are two extremes, ruthless and extremely popular with the people!

"Hehe, if you want me to mess with you, the price is not small!"

Wu Ming said with a smile.

"Hmph, who doesn't know that I Shen Er is bold, as long as you start at the starting price, I will start up!"

Shen Rong had a faint disdain in his eyes, and patted his chest.

Obviously, he regarded Wu Ming as a sycophant who knew that he was a wealthy businessman.

"I heard that Sister Ling is beautiful, and the younger brother has never had the opportunity to see it, if Brother Shen is willing to help introduce it, you will be the only one who will look forward to it from now on!"

Wu Ming's eyes lit up.

"What kind of thing are you, you dare to beat my sister's idea? Get out!"

Seeing his expression, Shen Rong already disliked it, and when he heard this, he was furious.

"Brother Shen is slow, this treasure is the little brother accidentally learned that if Brother Shen can meet the little brother's wish and let Sister Ling and me see each other, this treasure will be yours!"

Wu Ming flipped his wrist and pinched a thumb-sized, blue-white fluorescent gem dao.

"It's ...... Is that true?"

Shen Rong's pupils shrank suddenly, and he reached out to take it, but Wu Ming dodged it, and his breathing was a little short.

The little ones didn't know the spirit stone, but seeing Shen Rong's expression, they naturally guessed that this was a treasure, and couldn't help but coax and urge.

"If Brother Shen doesn't believe it, I can make a note!"

Wu Ming swore an oath.

"Okay, just use the letter as a basis!"

Shen Rong was blinded by the light of the spirit stone, and he did not doubt him.

In his mind, as long as he got the spirit stone in his hands, whether he said it or not, how could he help this kid involve his sister?

"Sir, borrow a pen and paper!"

Wu Ming borrowed a pen and paper from the young Confucian student, finished writing it, and handed it to Shen Rongdao, "Brother Shen, please take a look, if it is correct, sign and draw it!"

"Ahem!"

Shen Rong took it over and stared at the bull's eye a few times, scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks, almost looking upside down.

Seeing this, Wu Ming almost didn't laugh!

"Hey!"

The young Confucian who peeked all over the place sighed a little uncontrollably.

What's more, there is a text trap hidden in it that even he almost lost his eyes!