Chapter 7: Killing Wu Zhiyuan
If it had been a few days ago, Wu Yaoyang would have been afraid of Wu Zhiyuan.
But now, Wu Zhiyuan is a scum in his eyes.
That's right, it's scum! An opponent of this level, he doesn't even bother to take a look.
"Wu Yaoyang, I didn't teach you a good lesson last time, today I can finally justifiably make you pay the price, you abolished my brother, today I will abolish you in front of everyone!" Wu Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and said.
"Once you do it, there is no room for maneuver, and you will bear the consequences!" Wu Yaoyang responded lightly.
"Hmph! It seems that you are very powerful, there is an elder group here today, and using a spiritual weapon is cheating, I see how you are still shy!" Wu Zhiyuan always thought that Wu Yaoyang relied on opportunism, and he did not have much strength.
"Whatever. Wu Yaoyang was too lazy to continue talking nonsense.
Wu Zhiyuan's eyes were gloomy, and he couldn't help but want to break Wu Yaoyang's body into pieces.
"I announce!
It was then that an elder finally announced the beginning.
After announcing the start, Wu Zhiyuan couldn't wait to kill Wu Yaoyang.
Seeing this scene, Wu Quanwu under the ring showed a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.
Even a mentally retarded person dares to oppose our family, waiting to accept the most cruel death!
"Soon, Wu Yaoyang's waste will be abused to death by Wu Zhiyuan, and I finally don't have to see this mentally retarded person dangling in front of my eyes in the future, haha!"
"I feel ashamed to stay in a family with such a mentally retarded waste, Wu Zhiyuan, hurry up and pinch him to death!"
"That mentally retarded didn't even take Wu Zhiyuan in his eyes just now, he just didn't know what to do, such a mentally handicapped should be taught a proper lesson, come on, Wu Zhiyuan, kill him!"
“......”
Wu Yaoyang didn't have any friends in the Wu family at all, and even everyone else thought he deserved to die.
Wu Yaoyang, who was standing in the ring, watched coldly and did not move. He had long been mentally prepared for the reactions of these people.
All he had to do was slap everyone in the face and shut up all those who looked down on him.
"Die!"
At this time, Wu Zhiyuan had already killed Wu Yaoyang with a sword in his hand, and saw that the sword was about to pierce Wu Yaoyang's heart.
"You're just a piece of waste, you're about to kill you, you didn't react, you're really a piece of rubbish!" Wu Zhiyuan was very proud in his heart, thinking that Wu Yaoyang was dead.
Suddenly, Wu Zhiyuan's eyes bloomed, and Wu Yaoyang disappeared in front of his eyes.
He was suddenly shocked and hurried to find Wu Yaoyang's figure.
"Are you looking for me?" Wu Yaoyang's voice appeared behind Wu Zhiyuan, with a hint of banter.
"This ...... How is this possible!"
Bang!
Wu Yaoyang punched Wu Zhiyuan in the back, and the huge force made Wu Zhiyuan slam on the ground.
The stone slab floor was directly smashed and cracked.
Wu Zhiyuan poured out a mouthful of blood, and he almost hung up with just one move.
After this punch, Wu Zhiyuan burst out with a lot of experience, Wu Yaoyang waved his hand, and all the experience was in his pocket.
Everyone around was stunned, even the elders who were watching the battle from the sidelines were shocked.
Wu Zhiyuan also has the cultivation of a six-rank martial artist, which can be regarded as a genius among the younger generation.
But now he was defeated by Wu Yaoyang.
This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that Wu Yaoyang was born unable to cultivate, and he suddenly became so powerful, what the hell is going on?!
Wu Quanwu's face changed drastically, his fists were clenched tightly, and his nails almost sank into the flesh.
"It's hard to ...... Could it be that that mentally retarded last night relied on his real strength to block my sword? Could it be that this waste can already be cultivated? But ...... But he actually defeated Zhiyuan with one punch, this is impossible! How could he have such strength!"
Not only did Wu Quanwu not believe it, but the other Wu family members also felt that it was too fake.
Wu Zhiyuan's qualifications are very good, and he has cultivated day and night, and he has only reached the sixth-rank martial apprentice.
Wu Yaoyang, a mentally retarded waste, has been unable to practice martial arts since he was a child, and his physique is even weaker than that of ordinary people, how could he become so powerful in an instant!
"Elders, Wu Yaoyang's mentally retarded cheating, he can't be so powerful, he must have used some kind of means that we can't see!"
"Yes, he must be cheating, it's really a shame for our Wu family, it's really hateful that the martial arts conference cheats!"
"I ask the Elders to severely punish Wu Yaoyang, this trash!!"
“......”
The Wu family elders stared at each other, although they didn't want to admit it, but they saw it very clearly that Wu Yaoyang did not cheat.
"Quiet! Wu Yaoyang didn't cheat, he relied on his own strength!" An elder saw the chaos and had to stand up and control the scene.
Seeing that the elder stood up and spoke, the Wu family disciples were unwilling to shut up.
At this time, the members of the elder group looked at Wu Yaoyang with complicated eyes.
defeated Wu Zhiyuan with one punch, is this mentally retarded really a genius?
Was he all pretending before?
Are we really missing out on a genius?
Just when everyone was shocked, suddenly, Wu Zhiyuan jumped up from the ground.
"Wu Yaoyang, I'm going to kill you!!"
Wu Zhiyuan directly took out a black metal cylinder from his arms and threw out countless silver needles at Wu Yaoyang's back.
The silver needles shimmered with a colorful cold glow, apparently stained with poison.
Wu Yaoyang instantly brandished the green steel sword to block the silver needles, and some of the silver needles that were not blocked shot at the Wu family disciples under the ring, and after being hit, those disciples instantly foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.
Wu Yaoyang didn't expect Wu Zhiyuan to blatantly commit murder in the ring, this guy was simply crazy.
Wu Yaoyang is not a kind person, seeing that Wu Zhiyuan used such despicable means, he directly killed him with a green steel sword.
"Wu Yaoyang, I want you to die!" Wu Zhiyuan frantically shot out a poisonous silver needle.
However, this kind of small means could not hurt Wu Yaoyang, who was already a second-grade martial artist.
The green steel sword in Wu Yaoyang's hand was like Wu Zhiyuan's heart.
Wu Quanwu under the ring finally reacted and rushed to the rescue as fast as he could.
"No! Wu Yaoyang, you bastard!" Wu Quanwu roared angrily.
Wu Yaoyang was closer to Wu Zhiyuan, and his movements were clean and neat, piercing Wu Zhiyuan's heart before Wu Quanwu could make a move.
This is, Wu Quanwu rushed over and slapped Wu Yaoyang with a palm.
Wu Yaoyang had already been prepared, and instantly dodged the attack with a backflip.
"Zhiyuan! Zhiyuan! you...... What's wrong with you?!Don't scare me......" Wu Quanwu hugged Wu Zhiyuan and shouted frantically.
"Father...... Father, newspaper ...... Revenge!" Wu Zhiyuan grabbed Wu Quanwu's arm tightly, and died without swallowing it in one breath.
"Wu Yaoyang, I'm going to kill you!!" Wu Quanwu put down Wu Zhiyuan's corpse, and killed Wu Yaoyang with red eyes.
At this time, several elders jumped into the ring to block Wu Quanwu.
"Quanwu, we regret your son's death, but this is a fair martial fight, you must not break the rules!" an elder pressed Wu Quanwu's shoulder and reminded.
"He abolished my youngest son and killed my eldest son, can I still bear it?" Wu Quanwu roared frantically.
"Patience, must endure, at least until the end of the martial arts conference!" the elder responded.