An Zheng and Lang Jing both clenched their fists at the same time and leaned over slightly, and then took a step back at the same time: "Please." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

As soon as Lang Jing's words of invitation came out, he rushed towards An Zheng with a little under his feet. It's not a forward rush, it's a real flutter.

Lang Jing's body was almost parallel to the ground, his hands and feet swept across the ground at the same time, and when he looked up at An Zheng, there was a beast-like brilliance in his eyes.

An Zheng was slightly stunned, and suddenly understood why Lang Jing wanted to be recognized by others so much.

An Zheng took a step back, and his body flew backwards lightly. Lang Jing landed where he had stood before, his hands on the ground. The entrance of the martial arts courtyard was paved with heavy and solid stone slabs, but he grabbed ten deep grooves in the stone slabs with both hands. With the power of this grasp, his body shot straight at him. In mid-air, his arms moved forward, and his body spun rapidly.

His hands were in the front, and as he turned, they were like drills.

An Zheng stepped on his feet, and a heavy stone slab immediately stood up.

Lang Jing's hands grasped the slate, but in an instant, the slate was drilled through, and among the rubble, Lang Jing's body passed through and went straight to An Zheng's chest. His hands were as if they were made of steel, and they were indestructible. If these hands are grasped on An Zheng's chest, you can imagine what the consequences will be.

An Zheng turned to the side and let Lang Jing go. Lang Jing threw himself forward, his body upside down in mid-air. His feet were in front, and he bent his knees and kicked on a big tree by the side of the road, and his body refracted and threw himself towards An Zheng again. His speed was completely beyond the imagination of those onlookers, and everyone who saw Lang Jing as a joke was stunned.

On the big tree, a gap was kicked out by Lang Jing's feet.

An Zheng dodged again, and his feet swept against the low wall on the side of the road.

Lang Jing landed, hesitated for a moment, and smiled apologetically: "Wait a minute." ”

He took off the badly torn shoes from his feet and set them aside neatly. That's when people saw that his feet were so weird...... There is a layer of black hair on the surface of the feet, which is curly and thick. And his toes were very spread apart, hooked like sharp claws.

Lang Jing put his shoes away and said thank you, then pounced again. He was polite when he spoke, but when he moved, he turned into a beast.

Lang Jing's hands kept grabbing out, and An Zheng kept dodging on the low wall. Immediately the hand grabbed the low wall, and the rubble flew and the smoke and dust rose. In just a moment, a good low wall became potholed and intermittent.

An Zheng swept down the low wall, his body spun in mid-air, his sleeve swept over the flying gravel, which struck Lang Jing like a bullet. Lang Jing rushed forward with his head in his hands, not even dodging. The rubble thumped against his arm, but it didn't slow him down in the slightest. His already shabby clothes were full of holes.

An Zheng had just landed, and Lang Jing had already rushed over, kicked his feet on the ground, and grabbed An Zheng like a spirit ape jumping over a tree. His hands were on An Zheng's shoulders, and his two legs were wrapped around An Zheng's waist. Then his fingers suddenly exerted force, and the sharp nails could pierce An Zheng's body in the next second.

Bang!

A wave of qi exploded on An Zheng's body, and an invisible air mass was generated between the two of them, which shook Lang Jing out again.

Energetic!

Nie Qing, who was standing there leaning against the stone lion at the entrance of the martial arts courtyard, was originally a little disappointed, and An Zheng's repeated retreats made him feel that An Zheng was not enterprising enough and not determined enough. But when the air mass exploded between An Zheng and Lang Jing, Nie Qing's eyes lit up.

Drunken Moon Building, Feng Xiuyang, who had no intention of watching it again, raised his eyebrows and muttered to himself: "Interesting." ”

Jun Xinlou, Su Feilun, who was frolicking with the woman in his arms, turned his head to look at An Zheng's side, and then the corners of his mouth went up: "No wonder Ding Shengxia will lose so badly." ”

Not only were the three of them surprised, but Lang Jing was also surprised.

As long as you are a cultivator, you know that in the realm of Pure Ascension, you can't let your inner strength go out. No matter how strong the cultivation power is, it can only make the fist heavier and the body better. Only by breaking through the realm of ascension can the power of cultivation in the body be transformed into strength, and the higher the cultivation, the greater the intensity of the strength leakage and the farther the distance. Some people can also convert the power of cultivation into sword qi or sword qi with the help of special weapons, but that is far from the real strength.

"You...... You've actually broken through to the Pure Realm?"

Lang Jing's face turned a little pale, and he looked down at the clothes that had been blown up on his chest.

He had a black clump of hair on his chest, and a large black wolf head was tattooed on it. The black hair becomes the hair on the wolf's head, so it makes the wolf look lifelike.

"You...... Is it a wolf child?"

An Zheng asked.

Lang Jing nodded: "Yes...... There's nothing I dare not admit, I was raised by a wild beast, chest this...... It's my father. ”

There was boos all around.

"This guy was actually raised by a wild beast, and he actually called the wild wolf father. ”

"No wonder it looks so barbaric, so ignorant of personnel, it turns out to be a brute. ”

"What is a brute, it's clearly a mongrel!"

The person who said this was not far from An Zheng, An Zheng swept over, grabbed the man's collar and raised it with one arm: "Your father and mother didn't educate you well, I will let you know what politeness is for them." ”

His arm pressed down, and with a thud, the man's back hit the ground, and half of his body was embedded in the ground. An Zheng kicked him in the lower abdomen, and the man rolled out like a shrimp on his back, fainting without even a little resistance.

An Zheng turned to look at the few people who spoke, and they all retreated in fright, their faces pale.

"The wolf raised me, and I don't think there's anything wrong with calling the wolf father and mother. ”

Lang Jing seemed to have completely let go at this moment, he tore off his shirt violently, and he also had a wolf head tattoo on his back.

"I don't know who gave birth to me, but I know who raised me. Whether they are humans or wolves, they are my dearest. Years ago, they were killed by an Orion, and I killed the Orion, and I didn't think there was anything wrong with killing for the sake of wolves. You look down on me, so come and fight with me, and if anyone dares, come along!"

He shouted in a hoarse voice, and all the onlookers turned white.

Seeing the people around him retreating one after another, a trace of disdain flashed in Lang Jing's eyes. He turned to look at An Zheng: "Thank you!"

An argued: "Thank you, fight again." ”

Lang Jing shook his head: "If you have broken through the realm of ascension, I can't beat you." ”

An Zheng said: "There is no breakthrough, just some small tricks." ”

Lang Jing was slightly stunned, and then rushed forward: "I believe what you say!"

He grabbed it out with both hands, with a sharp wind that broke through the air. An Zheng is still constantly dodging, and there is no counterattack. Lang Jing's moves were faster than the other, and the walls and trees on both sides of the street were full of traces of his hands.

"You're quick and ruthless, but you're not targeted enough, which means that a lot of your moves are blind. ”

An Zheng avoided Lang Jing's hand, and then arched his shoulder forward, his shoulder hit Lang Jing's chest, Lang Jing immediately let out a muffled snort, and his breathing stopped.

Without waiting for Lang Jing to react, An Zheng's hand hit Lang Jing's chest seven times in a row: "You should learn the acupuncture points and structure of the human body." ”

An Zheng retreated, as if he hadn't made a move. He only gave a symbolic seven clicks, and did not exert any force.

Lang Jing looked down at his chest blankly, as if he was a little overwhelmed. He knew that he had already been defeated, and in addition to shaking himself away with the air mass, An Zheng almost defeated himself without even using the power of cultivation. Before, he saw An Zheng's constant retreat and avoidance, and thought that An Zheng was not as good as himself. But at this moment, he knew how completely he had failed.

"I'm so arrogant that I even claim to be invincible in the world under the age of twenty. ”

Lang Jing took a few steps back, his face a little pale.

An Zheng said: "You are too anxious, and I am taking advantage of your impatience." If it's really the kind of play that fights hard, it's not necessarily who wins or loses. ”

Lang Jing said loudly: "I'm not a person who can't afford to lose, if I lose, I lose." I have also fought with the person who has ascended to the eighth grade, and that person can crack a stone half a meter thick with a single punch, pull a big tree out of the earth, and open thirty monuments in a row. But he can't beat me because he's not as fast as me. I don't know what your realm is, because you haven't even used the power of cultivation. It seems to me that you have transcended the realm of Ascension. But you say you don't, and I believe you. ”

He clenched his fists: "I Lang Jing lost, from now on you have to say what you have to send." ”

An argued: "I want to invite you." ”

"Excuse me?"

Lang Jing was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?"

An Zheng smiled: "Many people know that I am the sect master of the Heavenly Apocalypse Sect, no matter how much they look down on my Heavenly Apocalypse Sect, the sect is there, and it will not disappear because anyone looks down on me." And there are many people in my sect who need you to teach, and I want to ask you to teach in my sect. ”

Lang Jing was obviously stupid: "Teach...... I can't even enter the martial arts academy, and I can't even do a single student, so you ask me to do the teaching?"

An argued: "The salary is not much, and I am still tired." ”

Lang Jing laughed, stupid: "Cheng!"

The people around were in an uproar, and some people shouted boring and then dispersed. They originally thought that they would look good by beating their heads and bleeding, but who would have thought that they would become invited to be taught.

An Zheng said: "You can inquire about going to the Heavenly Apocalypse Sect, there should be many people who know where it is." After you go, find Lao Huo and tell him what I mean, and he will arrange a place for you to live. You are not allowed to go back, from today onwards you will be the teacher of my Heavenly Apocalypse Sect. ”

Lang Jing said: "A manly man, it is difficult to chase after a horse. ”

An argued: "Okay, wait until I go back and invite you to drink." ”

Lang Jing clenched his fists, then walked to the side of the road and put on his shoes. At this time, he was shirtless, and the two wolf head tattoos on his chest, front and back looked particularly scary, and Lang Jing, who didn't want people to see the tattoos, seemed to be completely unconcerned and strode away. The people on the street avoided him, full of fear.

"That man was actually raised by a wolf......"

Someone muttered a few words, but didn't dare to continue the rest of the words.

Jun Xinlou, Su Feilun smiled: "What a tricky person." ”

Drunken Moon Tower, the corners of Feng Xiuyang's mouth rose: "Obviously, the realm is not as good as Lang Jing, but he can rely on his body to avoid all attacks, and then rely on ingenuity to win, although he has not broken the realm of ascension, he can be regarded as an opponent." ”

At the gate of the martial arts courtyard, someone asked Nie Qing: "Senior brother, it seems that An Zheng seems to have won easily?"

Nie Qing said: "Easy, the strength of Lang Jing's realm cultivation is above him, and if he hits An Zheng, even if he loses, he will be injured." Therefore, An Zheng never had a hard time with Lang Jing, avoiding the enemy's edge, and then seeing the enemy's flaws, good eyesight, and calmness...... An Zhengxiu is nothing, but it is enough to become a qualified soldier, and he will not be easily defeated when he goes out to lead the army. Looking at people with martial arts, no wonder the old Shangshu of the military department is full of praise for him, not bad. ”

Nie Qing laughed and turned to leave. Leaving the people around him watching the excitement, their faces dazed.

An Zheng tidied up his clothes, and Du Slender jumped over: "Not bad, yes, you have to win the fight, although you don't win happily, but you win anyway." ”

An Zheng smiled and shook his head: "It's not difficult to win him, but the difficult thing is to let people like him stop continuing to change viciously." He is on the verge of extremes, and if he is used again, he will become a villain. ”

An argued: "That's what I'm happy about, not that I won against him." ”