Wang Po raised his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him, recalling the memories of this young man in his mind. The name of the original owner of this body is Wang Po, which happens to be the same as Wang Po (and will be referred to as Wang Po in the future), so the young man just now called him "Xiao Po'er" to make fun of him. According to Wang Po's memory, this young man's name is Wang Luo, and he is an ordinary child in the family, who usually respects and respects the superiors, and sneers at those who are not as good as him. And Wang Po was originally the grandson of the eighth elder of the family, but with the death of his parents a few years ago and the death of the eighth elder's grandfather a year ago, coupled with his own inability to practice, his status plummeted. No, Wang Luo likes to bully this kind of waste wood that was once high up the most, in order to show his superiority.

Wang Po's mood was already unhappy, and now he was ridiculed by Wang Luo, and he was even more unhappy.

So Wang Po said in a cold voice: "I should continue to cultivate, but that's my business, what does it have to do with you?"

Wang Luo smiled, smiling very happily. He was afraid that Wang Po would admit it, and he couldn't find a chance to beat him, and seeing that Wang Po's tone was not good, he cooperated and said: "Why is it none of my business, after all, you are a member of our family, and I, as a senior, should give you more care." ”

Wang Luo paused for a moment, pretending to think, and then sneered and said: "It's not a matter to see that you have been working behind closed doors, you should practice more actual combat, so let me accompany you to practice, maybe you will be done?"

The surrounding teenagers, as the people who eat melons, naturally didn't think it was a big deal, so they almost took out the small bench to watch the play, so they started to coax. And the old man on the side seemed to be used to seeing this kind of thing, and he didn't want to care about it, so he didn't know when he had closed his eyes.

Looking at Wang Luo's performance, it was like seeing him leaning his face vigorously against his palm, did he beat him? Or did he fight? Seeing him laughing so happily, it seems that if he doesn't fight, he won't give him face.

"In that case, then concede. Wang Po smiled gently.

When the words fell, there was another commotion around, and the smile on Wang Luo's face became even stronger.

The reason why Wang Po agreed was not because of impulse, but because he was sure. According to Wang Po's understanding during this time, the cultivators in this world should start from the Cleansing Spirit Realm, and after arriving at the Cleansing Spirit Realm, the strength of the cultivators will get a qualitative change, which will greatly widen the strength gap between them and ordinary people.

However, the Blood Cultivation Realm, the Bone Quenching Realm, and the Foundation Building Realm are not, and they still belong to ordinary people. Like practicing the blood realm, it is to refine one's own blood by gravitating spiritual power, decontamination and drainage, so as to achieve deafness and vision, quick thinking, Memory improvement and other effects, it is considered a martial artist;And to the quenching bone realm,It is to train the muscles and bones,Make the muscles and bones more tenacious,Greatly improve their own attack and defense power,It can be regarded as a martial arts master who has learned the iron cloth shirt,There are a few powerful moves;And as for the foundation building realm,It is equivalent to the level of a martial arts master,Every line and movement has an inexplicable rhythm,The strength of the body remains the same,The attack power and dodge ability have been sharpened,Broken stone and gold are not a problem。

Is it possible for ordinary people to deal with martial arts masters and even martial arts masters? Of course not! But Wang Po is not an ordinary person, although his body is an ordinary person, his inner soul has experienced countless battles, and he has survived from the sea of corpses and blood, and he has rich combat experience, but he will never lose to others.

Therefore, not to mention that Wang Luo is just a martial arts master in the Quenching Bone Realm, even if he is a martial arts master in the Foundation Building Realm, as long as he still belongs to the category of ordinary people, no matter how high his hand is, Wang Po has the confidence to cut it down alive! This is also Wang Po's strength, not only relying on physical strength, otherwise how could he have killed the Demon King Bakers who was twenty levels higher than him in the first place?

When I came to the indoor martial arts arena, there were more people around, and it seemed that someone was promoting, and it was really a common thing for people to watch the excitement.

Some onlookers commented: "Isn't that Wang Po? How could he agree to a duel, didn't he hear that he couldn't even practice the Blood Realm?"

Someone chimed in: "Yes, yes." I heard that Wang Luo had recently learned the advanced secret skills of the white level, and he was very proud, that Wang Po was really dead, and volunteered to practice for Wang Luo. ”

Similar discussions are endless, and they all think that Wang Po is immortal, after all, the realm gap is there. At this time, the two stood opposite each other in the arena, Wang Luozheng put his hands behind his back, posing like a martial arts master, glanced at Wang Po, and was about to say that let Wang Po strike first and show his grandmaster demeanor. Before he could speak, Wang Po on the other side had already preemptively said: "Why don't you attack yet, don't you claim to be a senior?

Looking at Wang Po's thick ridicule, Wang Luo was angry, if your strength is stronger than me, I will admit it, so much worse than me, you are still so arrogant?! I can't be looked down upon by the onlookers, so he said angrily: "I'll be afraid of you? I'm afraid that you're a waste who can't even practice the blood realm?" I think you're itchy!"

I saw Wang Luo's hands tightened, forming a claw-shaped, and the blood vessels and tendons burst out, and then his right hand pulled back, kicked on the spot, and rushed straight towards Wang Po, and at the same time drank: "White Rank Intermediate Arcane Technique: Eagle Split Claw".

Looking at Wang Luo, who rushed over, Wang Po smiled, it was just right to attack!

The reason why Wang Po provoked just now was to provoke Wang Luo and force him to take the lead in attacking. Only when Wang Luo attacked, Wang Po's combat experience could be brought into play, if he was just defensive, it would be really difficult to get him, after all, the realm gap between the two sides was there, and his thin arms and legs might be tickling him.

Although the speed of Wang Luo's attack was not slow, in Wang Po's opinion, it was like a turtle speed, which made Wang Po easily predict his next move. When Wang Luo's claws were still three fists away from hitting Wang Po's face, I saw Wang Po's right shoulder fluttering, first dodging his attacking right claw, and avoiding being attacked by his powerful left claw, and then kicked his right foot with his left foot, making his body float, and finally holding his right wrist with his right hand, supporting his right arm with his left hand, following the inertia of his attack and rushing forward, he was so fierce that he picked him up!

Boom!

A perfect over-the-shoulder fall!

The fall made Wang Luo turn his feet into the sky and cause a burst of exclamations all around! A seemingly simple fall has strict requirements for prediction, timing, and strength.

Wang Po did not take advantage of the situation, but stepped aside neatly, looked at him with a smile, and looked like he was fighting psychological warfare. And Wang Luo was worthy of the strength of the Quenching Bone Realm, and the next moment he came to his senses, and with a flick of the flick, he stood up. Looking at Wang Po's sneering face on the other side, and then listening to the whispered discussion of the surrounding crowd, Wang Luo's face turned red as soon as he "Teng", not ashamed, angry, simply angry!

Actually, how did I lose such a big face in front of everyone! Damn it! Unforgivable! The king roared wildly in the bottom of his heart.

So the king shouted angrily, and finally used his strength to press the bottom of the box.

White-level Advanced Arcane Technique: Stone Breaker Palm!

I saw that he kicked on the spot again, rushed to the place where Wang Po took three steps in front of him, and then took a big step forward, and his palm came out with the wind, and the sound of breaking the wind was bursting! Before the strength of his right palm was exhausted, his left palm was already swinging out, and at a glance, he knew that he was afraid of suffering a shoulder fall again.

In the face of Wang Luo's onslaught, Wang Po first stepped forward a small step, then moved sharply to the right, and then retreated back strangely, somehow he had already avoided Wang Luo's first attack. Then the shadow of the step was repeated, so fast that it became an afterimage, and it was stunned to completely avoid Wang Luo's fast attack, which was Wang Po's best footwork in the dream world - shadow dance steps.

Although the current Shadow Dance steps are far from even one-tenth of the original power, it is just right for Wang Luo, who is only in the early stage of bone quenching.

There was another round of exclamations all around!

What did they see! This Wang Po still has this ability? And he didn't sense the flow of spiritual power from him, this is not a secret technique?!

The onlookers looked confused, and somehow, they felt that the world had become a little strange. But fortunately, they just need to watch the excitement, so let Wang Luo in the field worry about it.

Wang Luo is also very troubled, he doesn't know what's wrong with the world. Obviously, Wang Po in front of him didn't even practice the Blood Realm, and he really didn't sense the flow of spiritual power from him, but why could he still avoid his fast attack? Why could he still dodge so lightly?

Fighting, Wang Luo panicked, and anyone who showed his true skills but never hit the enemy would inevitably panic. As a result, the more panicked and anxious, the more anxious and tired, and the more tired and more panicked, forming an endless circle.

And Wang Po was also "kind" not to let him continue to panic, taking advantage of his distraction, grabbing his palm, and using his own strength, he threw him out fiercely.

It's another "bang"!

It's like Wang Luo sprinting with all his strength and crashing straight into the wall, and he was injured a lot at once, and with a "wow", a mouthful of blood sprayed on the martial arts arena, and he fell to the ground.

Wang Po, win!

As if he didn't know what was going on, Wang Po's face didn't have much expression until ......

"Get 10 kill points, raise the host level to LV1, I'm coming!" A voice that was stiff at first, and then suddenly became lively suddenly sounded in Wang Po's ears.

Rumble!

In Wang Po's mind, there seemed to be a thunder and lightning that suddenly fell in the dark night, illuminating the world at once.

Wang Po's eyes lit up!