Wu Ming had just started cultivating for less than a day, and he hadn't even reached the first order of quenching, how could he practice with Wang Ba, who was already the third order of quenching?

If he was given a few days, he would still be confident that he would be able to reach the Quenching Realm, but now I'm afraid ......

Wu Ming paused for a moment, had an ominous premonition in his heart, waved his hand and said with a dry smile: "Brother Ba, you are laughing, how can I accompany you to cultivate, I am afraid that it will delay you." ”

"Haha, it's okay, I'll be very light. Seeing Wu Ming cowering, Wang Ba's heart was refreshed, and the corners of his mouth raised and said softly.

Hearing this, Wu Ming's little face darkened, and a big white eye rolled over, very light? If you are very light, you are not a king, Wu Ming muttered silently in his heart, this Wangba is already a third-order quenching body, and being punched is enough to lie down for a long time, and he retreated in his heart, Wu Ming glanced at Wangba, and said: "Brother Ba, I still have something at home, I'll go back first." ”

After speaking, Wu Ming didn't pick up the herbs on the ground, but crossed the crowd and left.

When Wang Ba saw that Wu Ming was leaving, a sneer flashed across his face, and he wanted to run?

"Wu Xiaoya is back!" Wang Ba said coldly.

Wu Xiaoya is Wu Ming's nickname, because Wu Ming is handsome, thin and thin, like a girl, so he gave him this nickname.

Wu Ming had no choice but to pretend not to hear and continue to walk forward.

"Stinky boy, shame on your face. Seeing that Wu Ming didn't listen to his own words, Wang Ba felt that his face was completely blank, his fat face was full of gloom, and no one could stop his arrogant temper, so he picked up a stone, shook his arm, and threw it at Wu Ming violently.

A hot pain came from his back, Wu Ming clenched his teeth, turned to look at Wang Ba, he didn't expect Wang Ba to be so domineering and dare to throw it, a trace of coldness appeared in Wu Ming's eyes, his hands were clenched, he held back the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "Wang... Starling, what do you want?"

Wu Ming said word by word, just using the word "overlord" in a flat voice, which sounded like Wang Ba.

Hearing this, Wang Ba snorted coldly, and wanted to say a few more words, but when he saw that his companions around him were covering their mouths and snickering, he realized that Wu Ming was scolding himself, and his little fat round face was flushed with anger, and his face changed suddenly.

"What are you laughing at!" his eyes swept over everyone angrily, Wang Ba scolded, and when the surrounding teenagers saw this, they quickly lowered their heads and stopped laughing, because they knew the result of angering Wang Ba.

Wang Ba was so angry that his fat face trembled with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, you are looking for death!

Wang Ba flicked his hands, full of domineering, several teenagers around him quickly surrounded Wu Ming, Wang Ba walked over violently, raised his leg is a kick, this kick hit Wu Ming in the abdomen, but kicked Wu Ming to the ground.

Wu Ming gritted his teeth and got up, and saw the figure in front of him shaking, followed by a fleshy punch, Wu Ming fell to the ground, the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, he curled his body, his claws sank deep into the dirt, the pain in his cheeks and chest made his emaciated body tremble violently, and his eyes gradually moistened, although Wu Ming wanted to resist, but what could he do?

After everyone punched and kicked, they saw Wu Ming turtle curled up on the ground motionless, Wang Ba's domineering spirit also disappeared, twisted his wrist, pointed at Wu Ming on the ground and scolded: "Stinky boy, let you give me a cross, you are a waste without a father and a mother, your sister is also a waste, you are a little waste." ”

Wang Ba looked at Wu Ming, who was lying on the ground covered in dust, lost his interest in playing, and beckoned to his companions around him: "Let's go! ”

Wang Ba turned around and was just about to leave, when suddenly a cold voice came from behind him, as if he came from the ninth layer of hell, and his body trembled.

Rumble!

"Who do you say is a waste? Who is a wild seed?" Wu Ming slowly stood up and lowered his head, his hands clenched into fists, his nails pierced deep into the flesh, and blood slowly fell down his fingers.

Wang Ba looked at Wu Ming, who had a little blood on the corner of his mouth, and also trembled slightly, but he quickly returned to nature, he had never seen any wind and waves, are you still afraid of this wild seed that is neither male nor female, this Wu Ming still dares to scare himself?

"What about you, you shit, wild seed! Your sister is a shit, your whole family is. Wang Ba laughed angrily, pinched his small waist, which was as thick as the top and bottom, and said, "What's the matter?

"Hahaha..."

The piercing laughter around him, as if it was countless knives, stabbed Wu Ming's heart fiercely, constantly destroying, his fists clenched, probably because of the excessive force, his whole body trembled violently.

"Don't let you, insult my sister......"

Wu Ming lowered his head, tears falling down his cheeks.

Seeing this, Wang Ba was a little interested, hugged his arms, and jokingly said: "Your sister is a waste, you are a wild seed, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Ba saw a black shadow attacking in front of him, and then, suddenly there was a pain in his chest, and he stumbled a few steps, and Wang Ba sat on the ground with his buttocks, looking ahead in disbelief.

The sudden scene also made the surrounding teenagers not react, when they knew what was happening, they were all dumbfounded, this kid was crazy, he dared to fight back?

The king on the ground also recovered from the previous shock, opened his mouth and looked at Wu Ming, and then, a violent color surged on his fat face in vain.

"Bastard, I'll kill you!" Wu Ming's scarlet eyes rushed towards Wang Ba and the others.

As the saying goes, the soft are afraid of the hard, the hard are afraid of the stunned, and the stunned are afraid of dying. Wu Ming's crazy posture also frightened the surrounding teenagers and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Rubbish!

Wang Ba didn't care if he wanted to die or not, he turned over and jumped up from the ground, kicked hard with his hind foot, and his fat figure rushed towards Wu Ming.

"Gravel Fist!"

There was a faint fluorescent fist in front of him, which approached quickly, and finally hit Wu Ming's face door hard, Wu Ming only felt a hot pain in his left eye, and that pain also made Wu Ming sober up a lot.

It was hard to imagine that Wang Ba's fat body was so flexible, and this was the Quenching Body Realm, that is, the cultivator, at this moment, Wu Mingqing clearly felt the strength of the cultivator.

"I will definitely become a cultivator, and I will be the strongest one!"

Gravel fist is the true technique used by Wang Ba, but it is the simplest and lowest level of mortal true art, if it is a high-level true art, Wu Ming will not have such a simple blue eyes.

"You dare to hit me? Wang Ba was furious, turned around and kicked Wu Ming to the ground and pointed at Wu Mingdao, "Stinky boy, dare to fight me?

Quenching the third order! Wu Ming has not even reached the quenching realm, how can he be the enemy.

"Arrest him. With Wang Ba's order, the surrounding teenagers stepped forward one after another and grabbed Wu Ming so that he couldn't move.

"Let go of me, let go of me!" Wu Ming shouted with a bloodshot mouth.

"Stinky boy, you're looking for death!" Wang Ba touched his chest, feeling a faint pain, he was also a third-order quenching body, and he was actually injured by this waste?

Wang Ba's face was gloomy, he bent down and picked up a palm-sized stone, and smashed it on Wu Ming's head without saying anything.

Wu Ming was held down by a group of teenagers, unable to move at all, looking at the enlarged stones in his pupils, a miserable look appeared on his face, is this the end?

"Ahh

At the critical moment, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, thought of something, and then his face tightened, and he closed his eyes...... An invisible ripple emanated from Wu Ming's primordial soul.

On the side, Wang Ba saw Wu Ming who closed his eyes and waited for death, the corners of his mouth were frivolous, and the strength in his hand strengthened a few points.

And what was amazing was that the stone in Wang Ba's hand actually stopped at a distance of one centimeter from the tip of Wu Ming's nose.

"Huh?" Slightly stunned, Wang Ba found that the stone did not touch Wu Ming, his hands and even his entire body seemed to be pressed, maintaining the posture of throwing the stone, and he couldn't move there.

At this critical moment, Wu Ming thought of the memory of the Heaven Killing Demon in his mind, although Wu Ming has not reached the body quenching realm now, but don't forget, Wu Ming's soul sea is nourished by the Heaven Killing Demon Yuan Soul, and according to the memory of the Heaven Killing Demon, the Yuan Soul can also be used to fight.

Now his Yuan Soul is equivalent to the Quenching Body Realm of True Cultivation, the Yuan Chu Realm.

After struggling hard for a moment without any result, a little fear gradually piled up on Wang Ba's little face at this time.

When he opened his eyes and saw the stone in front of the tip of his nose and the Wang Ba who was fixed there motionless, the nervous look on Wu Ming's face disappeared, and a touch of ferocious aura surged up his face.

"Hmph, it's my turn......"

With a sneer in his heart, Wu Mingyuan's soul power moved, and wisps of invisible ripples burst out from the sea of Wu Shenyuan's soul, like a river, rushing around.

"Ahh

The few teenagers who held down Wu Ming, together with the Wang Ba in front of them, suddenly felt as if they were being blown down by a strong wind, and suddenly flew out upside down on their backs, their heads ached faintly, and they hugged their heads and wailed.

"Who? who is sneaking up on the master?" Wang Ba looked pained, not knowing what could hurt him, and looked around in a panic and said.

But there was silence all around, and no one responded.

"Little bastard, you wait for me!

Wang Ba's face trembled, and at this time he was also cowardly, looked around with palpitations, waved his hand to the young man beside him, and left with the help of everyone.

Wu Ming looked in the direction of Wang Ba's departure, a trace of coldness appeared in his eyes, and his little hand couldn't help but clench tightly.

"Wang Ba, one day I will make you pay. ”

Gently touching the corners of his bleeding mouth, Wu Ming grinned in pain, spit out blood, worried that his sister would find out when he went back, he came to the river and washed his face with river water, and tidied up his clothes and wounds.

Rubbing his faintly painful eyes, Wu Ming put the jade into the cloth bag, picked up the herbs scattered on the ground, and left.