Chapter 141: A Strong Man That Must Be Faced

In the martial arts arena, some people gambled and competed, Wei Wuji stood in the crowd and looked at the two people in the field. [No pop-ups]

Both of them are children of the family, and both of them are the strength of the Four Heavens.

One of them looked at each other with sword eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Yunxiao, your strength is not enough, if you want to suppress me, you can't do it last year, and it won't work this year!"

"Don't be ashamed, wait a while for you to lose, don't shed tears, I still remember when I was a child, you were bullied and cried, and I really want to see it again. Yunxiao said.

More than a dozen people standing behind Yunxiao laughed together when they heard this, sneering at each other.

"I don't know if you have a diaper under your crotch, but I clearly remember the way you looked when you were wearing open crotch pants and urinating, hehe......" Wei Tianyou sneered.

The supporters behind Wei Tianyou also began to laugh and scold, and returned the favor to the other party without showing weakness.

The children of this family have all grown up and are familiar with each other, and they began to expose each other's shortcomings before they started.

Amid the laughter and scolding of supporters on both sides, the two fought together.

The martial art used by Yunxiao is the Little Meteor Fist.

Between the shadows of a fist, the fist fell like a meteor, making a whistle that broke through the air, and it was fierce and powerful, overwhelming the opponent.

The martial arts displayed by Wei Tianyou are a set of Thousand Waves Divine Palm.

Every palm slapped out, the true qi was swept and magnificent, faintly mixed with the sound of waves lapping on the shore. It was as if a big river was across in front of the opponent, blocking the opponent's small meteor fist.

For a while, Wei Tianyou took advantage of the field and forced Yunxiao to retreat again and again.

The Yunxiao Fist method changed, and another set of martial arts, Xingchen Fist, attacked Wei Tianyou.

Star Fist and Little Meteor Fist have some similarities, but they are ground-level martial arts, and they are much more powerful. Yunxiao attacked with his fist, and a fist shadow was like a star, pressing towards Wei Tianyou.

Wei Tianyou saw the other party use the Xingchen Fist, he smiled, his momentum rose sharply, and he slapped it with his palm.

The palm power is like a tidal wave, pressing towards the opponent.

He followed with two more palms, and the three palms were superimposed together, as if the waves were crashing on the shore, and the power suddenly doubled!

The palm of a thousand waves, the realm of great success!

Wei Wuji was beside him, and when he saw Wei Tianyou's palm, his heart was also shaken. Both of them are the top five quadruple heaven masters in the family, and they really live up to their reputation!

He is now cultivating the Nine Turns Canglong Gong, and his strength can compete with the Four Heavens. But a cultivator's strength and strength are only one aspect of it, and there are other things such as speed, flexibility, reaction to enemies, moves, and so on.

Therefore, Wei Wuji can defeat the ordinary Quadruple Heaven cultivators, but when he encounters a powerful Quadruple Heaven, such as the two people in the field, the outcome is unpredictable.

Wei Wuji looked at the two of them in the field, thinking that if he encountered, he might be difficult to win, and couldn't help frowning.

At this time, the two of them in the field played a real fire.

"Starry Stars!"

Yunxiao shouted violently, and his fist turned into an afterimage, as if the stars were twinkling, and pressed towards Wei Tianyou.

"Angry seas!"

Wei Tianyou did not show weakness, his palms came out together, and he slapped four or five palms in a row, and suddenly the sand and rocks flew, and the dust was like a wave, surging towards the other party.

Bang! The two forces collided, as if they exploded, and the air waves rolled up the dust in the sky and emptied them in all directions.

The people around hurriedly hid their faces and retreated, and scattered backwards.

When the dust settled, the two people in the field stood facing each other, looking at each other, and their faces were not very good-looking.

"You seem to be very uncomfortable?" said Yun Xiaoqing with a cold face.

"If you don't fall to the ground and vomit blood, how can Lao Tzu get up comfortably?" Wei Tianyou replied.

"Why don't we go to the ring and give it a go?"

"Hehe, that's exactly what I want. ”

The two competed against each other, and the supporters behind them were also clamoring and tense.

The onlookers were in an uproar.

"Everyone, stop!"

A voice sounded outside the arena, and as soon as the words fell, a man walked in.

His figure penetrated through the crowd, like a fish swimming in the water, without the slightest hindrance, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the field.

"He's Wei Jing!"

"Wei Jing is actually here?"

"Among the children of the family, he is the number one master of the Four Heavens Realm!"

“......”

There was a lot of talking.

Wei Wuji also looked at Wei Jing, and was stunned in his heart, "This person is very similar to a person...... That's right! Very similar to Wei Yijian, Wei Jing is also a cultivator who focuses on swordsmanship, and the two have an amazing resemblance in terms of Shen Yun!"

"I think you'd better leave it at that. The competition between the Quarry Town families is coming, and it is not good to be injured at this time. Wei Jing held a pitch-black long sword in his hand, carried it on his shoulder, and said in a conversational manner.

The two of them fought a real fire, and their spirits surged, and neither of them would make concessions. However, now Wei Jing has come forward to persuade him, and he just took the opportunity to step down.

"If it weren't for Brother Wei Jing's advice, I would have gone to the ring today and fought you to the death!" Wei Tianyou said.

"It's funny, that's exactly what I want to say to you, hehe. Yunxiao replied with a smile.

Wei Jing stepped forward again, stood between the two, looked at the two left and right, and was silent. It was as if a mountain was between the two, and Wei Jing standing there was the best answer.

"With Brother Wei's persuasion, I won't bother with you today and say goodbye. Wei Tianyou clenched his fists, nodded to Wei Jing, and left with his own people.

Yunxiao smiled, also bowed his hand to Wei Jing, and turned around and left with his own people.

The crowd of onlookers dispersed.

Wei Wuji returned to the medicine garden, and instead of returning to his residence, he walked towards the library building.

Wei Wuji has been cultivating, and there are not many channels for news from the outside world. He was going to ask Wang Ruosheng for help and inquire about the news of the competition.

When they came to the library, Wang Ruosheng and Wei Hong were there, and the two took on a family task to help the library sort out the map materials. When Wei Wuji saw the two of them, the two of them were lying on the floor, facing a large pile of maps, and they were very busy.

"Help Senior Brother Wuji find out the news, Ruosheng is duty-bound, at most two hours, all the news of the family Xiaobi will be collected for you!" Wang Ruosheng knew Wei Wuji's intention, and said with a fist.

"Then it's troublesome, you know the land, and you are better at doing this than me. Wei Wuji said with a smile.

Wang Ruosheng agreed, turned around and left.

Wei Hong looked at Wang Ruosheng's back and sighed deeply, "Wuji, you have done him a great favor now, this kid is guarding a lot of maps, and he has been busy since the morning, and he has long wanted to slip away." ”

"What? Is it difficult to clear the map?" asked Wei Wuji.

"It's not difficult, it's just too cumbersome. Each map must be classified and labeled, and it will be handed in tomorrow, a task that will tire people into dead dogs. ”

Wei Hong told Wei Wuji that these scattered maps were all information obtained by the children of the family during the mission