Sixteen-year-old Wang Ling was already slim, standing beside Wang Yiming, her forehead just reached Wang Yiming's shoulder, at this time she approached Wang Yiming's cheek, coquettish, and asked her brother Yiming to take her out to play.

Wang Yiming touched his nose in embarrassment, and the fragrance on the girl's body was like a wisp of fresh breeze surrounding his nose.

Besides, Wang Ling wore a short pink skirt today, and her slender thighs were exposed to the air bare, which looked eye-catching.

Wang Ling saw that Wang Yiming's eyes had been staring at her legs, a touch of crimson appeared on her face, and she specially turned around in front of Wang Yiming.

The pink lotus skirt dances like a butterfly.

"How? Looks good, right? The girl said playfully.

Wang Yiming touched his nose and said embarrassedly: "It looks good!" Pretty! ”

In fact, when Wang Yiming was reincarnated in this world, he found that this world was different from the ordinary ancient martial arts world, where men, women, and children admired martial arts.

But they are all relatively open, and there is no constraint on old ethics and morals such as male superiority and inferiority of women, so it is normal for Wang Ling to wear such a tempting short skirt.

But such revealing clothes are generally only worn in front of the people you like, and that girl is fine, showing her thighs on the street all day long for unknown men to admire!

Therefore, Wang Yiming is still very grateful to his clan sister for being able to give him such a blessing.

"Okay! Where to play? ”

Wang Yiming said with a smile.

"What? People deliberately dress like this for you, and you're like this? Wang Ling turned her head and pursed her lips and said in a low voice.

She was expecting to see her Brother Yiming show a shy expression! But he was still the same as usual, very bland, at most doing a little action like touching his nose.

"What did you say?"

What Wang Ling turned his head to say just now, Wang Yiming didn't hear it clearly, so he asked.

"Nothing! Let's go! ”

Wang Ling turned her head, changed into an innocent smiling face again, came up and grabbed Wang Yiming's arm, and all the dissatisfaction just now disappeared.

Wang Yiming was at a loss, so he could only follow his sister out of the small courtyard where he lived and walked out.

When passing by the door of the private school, Wang Yiming and Wang Ling saw their private school head - Lin Hurry.

Lin Hur has been teaching in the Wang family for eight years, and now he has obtained the status of a loose person.

Sanren is a title given by the Wang family to people who have made outstanding contributions, even if such people do not have to do any work in the Wang family, the Wang family will support them to repay them for their contributions to the Wang family.

To put it simply, Lin Hurry retired and lived a retirement life without shame or impatience.

However, Lin Jiaotou, who has dedicated his life to the cause of education, likes to go to the door of the private school and lie on his recliner even after retirement.

Looking at the new young generation in the private school, listening to their loud martial arts practice, his heart felt comfortable, and sometimes he would be in high spirits, casually guiding the new generation of the Wang family a few words.

Wang Yiming saw Lin Hur, Lin Hur was obviously much older, and half of the white hair had climbed on his head.

Seeing this former old leader, Wang Yiming was still full of emotion in his heart, and he greeted Lin Hur with a smile: "Uncle Lin Hur, it's early!" ”

"Wang Yiming?"

Lin hurriedly heard Wang Yiming's voice, and a pair of blazing eyes glared at him strangely.

"Huh? What's wrong? Uncle Lin Hurri. ”

The corners of Wang Yiming's mouth twitched a few times, how can your old eyes have a look that makes me see the devil see the flower girl.

"Hello Uncle Lin Hur!" Wang Ling poked out a small head from behind Wang Yiming and greeted playfully.

They have already graduated from the Wang family's private school, and Lin Hur has also retired, so the title between them is no longer called Lin Hur's head for a long time.

But Lin Hur faced Wang Ling's playful and cute greetings, and didn't pay attention to her at all, his eyes were always on Wang Yiming.

"Yiming, I heard that you are still in the fire realm!"

When Lin hurriedly said this, he swallowed three mouthfuls of saliva, giving Wang Yiming the feeling that he was like a starving ghost seeing big fat meat.

Wang Yiming nodded: "Hmm! Still stuck in the fire realm! ”

Lin hurriedly heard that Wang Yiming was still stuck in the fire realm, and bounced up from the bamboo chair with a "Teng" sound.

The momentum on his body swelled suddenly, his beard was stretched, and he said: "I lost a move to you four years ago, and today you will take me another challenge with the cultivation of entering the fire realm!" Shame me on! ”

Wang Yiming's face was full of embarrassed expressions, Uncle Daring, you are still struggling with what you lost to me back then!

But it seems like I challenged you back then, right?

How is it the other way around today?

Alas! Never mind! No matter how much it is!

Wang Yiming shook his head twice, he who had practiced the "Daewoo Sword Supreme Heart Sutra" had already let go of these meaningless battles, so he would not accept Lin Hurry's challenge at all.

Because it doesn't make sense!

But four years ago, Wang Yiming, who was defeated by the cultivation of the Fire Realm, to the cultivation of the Spirit Breath Realm, has always been a knot in Lin Qian's heart.

At the time, everyone thought he would collapse, but everyone thought he was wrong.

In the past four years, Lin Hur has practiced hard, and according to Wang Yiming's words, he has been crazy involuted, and most of the retainers of the Wang family have been killed.

As early as three years ago, Lin Hur no longer needed weapons, because he had reached the realm of gun intent that combines man and martial arts.

Now he's the gun, and the gun is him.

And after Lin Hur said that he wanted to challenge Wang Yiming, he immediately bounced up from the ground, desperately stabbed at Wang Yiming.

"Hey!"

Wang Yiming was shocked.

I didn't expect this Lin Jiaotou to be so impotent, and he attacked him without even saying a word.

The one who came to him was Uncle Lin! It's clearly a cold spear!

Wang Yiming saw with his own eyes that the sharp spear head that could cut through everything stabbed towards him, his face was shocked, and he turned around and took Wang Ling beside him into his arms.

Then he stretched out a hand and grabbed Lin Kuan's two fingers, only to see him say with a gloomy face: "Don't you see that there are girls next to me?" ”

Wang Ling was suddenly hugged by Yiming, her little face was flushed, and her body trembled slightly and leaned on Wang Yiming's arms.

On the other side, Lin Hurry slowly climbed into a terrifying expression.

His fingers were slowly taken out of Wang Yiming's hand, and then he suddenly let out a miserable scream: "Ah! Yes! - My fingers! Ahh Ahh

After his fingers were withdrawn from Wang Yiming's hands, they were already purple and blue, and they were twisted left and right, and it looked like he had broken at least seven bones.

Wang Yiming looked at the crowd around and was stunned, and ordered unkindly: "Hey? What are you still looking at? Why don't you hurry up and send Lin Jiaotou to the pharmacy and apply medicine to treat the injury! ”

"Oooh!"

A few small people next to him hurriedly ran up, supporting Lin Hurri, who was in severe pain, and walked towards the Wang family pharmacy.

"Ahhh......h

Looking at Uncle Lin Hurry, who was still screaming under the support of the servants at home, Wang Ling showed a crisp laugh unkindly.

Wang Yiming let go of Wang Ling, walked forward, shook his head and said, "This Lin Hurry!" The more you live, the more confused you become! ”

"Huh...... Truly! ”

Wang Ling smiled and kept up with Wang Yiming's pace.

Four years ago, the strength of the Fire Realm could not defeat me in the Spirit Breath Realm, and today, four years later, everyone is also in the Fire Realm, how can you defeat me?

To be honest, Wang Yiming was still a little surprised that Lin Hurry could enter the "meaning".

However, with the blessing of the "Daewoo Sword Supreme Heart Sutra", Wang Yiming didn't care much about entering the "meaning".

Unless the opponent's weapon attainment is really strong, the impact of ordinary martial intent on him is dispensable.

If you want to talk about Wang Yiming's real strength now, Wang Yiming feels that he should be a little weaker than his father, after all, his father is an old condensation realm martial artist, and this dignity should still be left for his old man.

Next, Wang Yiming and Wang Ling walked to the giant martial arts arena opposite the gate of the Wang family.

This is the largest martial arts arena of the Wang family, and almost all the martial servants practice here in the morning.

When Wang Yiming and Wang Ling stepped on this big martial arts arena, a group of people were gathered on the martial arts arena.

Led by Wang Wu and Wang Xin, there were some other brothers and sisters in the clan, and the rest of the servants stood around, some of them were practicing in the morning, and some were watching with their arms crossed.

Wang Yiming walked forward with Wang Ling and asked curiously, "Wang Xin!" What are you doing? ”

Seeing Wang Yiming coming, all the servants and clan brothers and sisters around him bowed and greeted:

"Hello young master!"

"Brother Yiming is good!"

Wang Yiming waved his hand casually and asked everyone to stand up.

Wang Wu was the only one in the audience who did not salute, he crossed his arms and just nodded at Wang Yiming's arrival.

Wang Yiming knew that he was just a swollen face and a fat man, and wanted him to salute himself in public, which was more difficult than letting him eat Xiang, so he let him go.

Then Wang Yiming continued to ask Wang Xin what they were doing?

When Wang Wu and Wang Xin were both present, Wang Yiming generally only dealt with Wang Xin. When only Wang Wu was present, they generally didn't deal with each other.

Wang Xin explained with a stammering face: "Brother Wang Wu asked us to raise the crown!" ”

"Lifting?"

Wang Yiming looked curious.

Indeed, there is a bronze four-legged square tripod in the center of the crowd, which has always been placed on the martial arts arena opposite the gate of the Wang family, which has the meaning of standing and protecting the Wang family.

Hearing Wang Yiming's question, Wang Wu crossed his arms and said seriously:

"Lifting the tripod is a way to test and exercise the physical strength of our warriors."

"As everyone knows, after a martial artist breaks through the fetal movement realm, the strength he gains comes from the increase of internal force and true qi. And the true physical strength of our warriors is often overlooked. ”

"Actually, I have seen in the accounts of some of the great sects that the real famous Wang clan attaches great importance to the pure physical strength training of the disciples in the sect!"

"So our Wang family can't ignore this!"

After listening to what Wang Wu said, Wang Yiming immediately became interested, stepped forward and said, "Let me try it too!" ”

Seeing that the first person of their Wang family stepped forward, these brothers and sisters of the Wang family all had surprised expressions.

"Wang Yiming is finally going to make a move after four years!"

Everyone retreated one after another, making room for Wang Yiming.

Wang Wu's face ached, this Wang Yiming, no matter how he walked there, he could become the center of the incident.

When he came, he immediately stole his limelight!

However, due to Wang Yiming's power, Wang Wu could only honestly get out of the way, but he didn't think that Wang Yiming could lift this tripod easily, even he himself had to work hard to lift this tripod.

"This tripod is also famous in the Wang family, weighing 1,300 catties, it is difficult for ordinary martial artists to lift it without using internal force, I brought you here this time, mainly to experience and exercise."

"Some people don't want to hurt themselves!"

Wang Wu said with bad intentions, the purpose was not to let Wang Yiming steal his limelight.

The strength of 1,300 catties of pure physical body is indeed the limit of a martial artist in the Fire Realm, and it is difficult to lift such a heavy object without applying internal force.

But as if he hadn't heard what Wang Wu said, Wang Yiming walked to the four-legged tripod by himself, bent down, and held a tripod with one hand.

"Hey, hey, hey! No way! ”

Seeing this scene, Wang Xin's mouth was open and he was about to stuff a goose egg.

Could it be that their brother Yiming wants to hold up the crown with one hand?

When everyone was surprised, Wang Yiming "whew", already stood up, and lifted the 1,300-pound heavy tripod above his head with one hand.

"That's it?"

Wang Yiming turned his head and looked at everyone with a strange expression.

Then he also played tricks, first as if there was nothing in his hand, he picked up this giant tripod with one hand a few times, and then turned this heavy tripod with one finger like spinning a ball.

Wang Yiming looked at everyone with a strange face and said, "You call it exercise? ”

"Ahh Wang Wu had been petrified and had a dislocated jaw.

He was completely shocked and stupid by Wang Yiming's actions, and the others were not much worse.

Even Wang Ling, who was most familiar with Wang Yiming's strength, couldn't hold it on her face, and kept reminding Yiming, saying:

"Brother Yiming, it's almost done! Everyone looks at you like you're looking at a monster! ”

"Hey! And indeed! ”

Wang Yiming nodded, and then threw it casually, and the giant tripod in his hand smashed on the Wang family's martial arts arena like a water drift, and bounced out a distance of hundreds of meters.

Finally, boom! smashed in the very center of the martial arts arena!

The four-legged tripod smashed the bluestone paved ground into a big pit more than half a meter deep, half of the tripod was buried in the ground, and the tripod body was still making a trembling roar.

Wang Yiming looked at the gray smoke rising in the distance, listened to the trembling roar of the bronze tripod, and his thoughtful expression.

Then he turned around and grabbed Wang Ling's little hand and said, "Let's go!" ”