"Wu Lei, don't forget your identity!" Wu Jian's face suddenly turned cold, and he said in a cold voice.

"I still use you to remind me of my identity. Wu Lei didn't give an inch, and Zozole forced humanity, "I'm just afraid that you will forget what your identity is." ”

"A wasted person with no talent dares to make a big deal in front of me?" Wu Jian raised his eyebrows, snapped, closed his fan, pointed at Wu Lei, and said coldly, "Let you hand over your woman to me for training, that is to look up to you." ”

Indeed, for most of the Wu family, who can only breed offspring, it is an excellent thing to be able to give their own women to Wu Jian, a high-flying young master to train, after all, there is a way to have a relationship with the ninth young master of the Wu family, if their own women can serve Wu Jian comfortably, there is no shortage of rich life in the future.

It's just that those who are willing to do this are still in the minority, no one is willing to give away their women and let others play with them, and no one is willing to give their ** to a person who has nothing to do with them.

What's more, Wu Lei, a guy who was born in a free country before, as a fish, it is enough for someone to slaughter this matter once.

The Wu family's concept of hierarchy is actually very heavy, but for a special person like Wu Lei, it is a little embarrassing.

Basically, the hierarchy of the Wu family is divided in this way, the monk who has talent, and his parents are also gifted monks, in the Wu family he is ranked in the first rank, and the monk who has talent, but his parents are not monks, in the Wu family he is in the second rank.

Secondly, there are some non-monastic groups who have made great contributions, such as Meng Lao, and then there are ordinary people whose status is equal to that of slaves.

Wu Lei's identity is a little embarrassing, his father and mother are gifted monks, and he is also a monk, but in the eyes of everyone in the Wu family, he is just a waste with no talent, and he can't be listed in the first rank, but because of his parents, the great elder takes good care of him, and he is faintly a little higher than the second rank.

It's just that in the eyes of Wu Jian and most of the juniors of the Wu family, Wu Lei can't even compare to people of the third rank.

"Do you think it's possible?" Wu Lei shook his head and said with a sneer, "Don't talk about dreams from fools, let's go back and wash and sleep." ”

"If you don't pay it today, you have to pay it. Wu Jian frowned and put down a cruel word.

Wu Jian's status in the Wu family is not low, although his reputation is not good, but he is ruthless, and his talent is also quite powerful to increase his strength, and his father is now the eldest son of the sixth elder of the Wu family, and he is a descendant of a few elders of the Wu family.

"On weekdays, there are great elders to take care of you, and I am still a little afraid of you, and I dare not touch you, but now that the old thing is gone, what kind of hard words do you have to say to me. ”

Wu Jian threw the folding fan in his hand, and the power of blood and qi all over his body flowed, and a fierce momentum poured out of his body.

Wu Lei frowned, and the power of blood and qi also poured out of his body, and the sense of oppression that Wu Jian brought to him was far better than the red wolf that he had captured during the trial.

After all, no matter how powerful the talent of the red wolf is, it is only a fierce beast without wisdom, Wu Jian is not only fiercer than a red wolf, but the wisdom in his mind is far greater than that of the red wolf.

"If you don't eat and drink, you have to suffer some flesh and skin pain to realize what you are. Wu Jian bent forward, and the power of blood and qi converged on his right fist, and he bombarded Wu Lei hard.

He naturally has the confidence to say this, he enjoys better resources than Wu Lei, and has a powerful talent that Wu Lei does not have, and he is naturally stronger than Wu Lei.

"The kung fu on your mouth is much more powerful than the kung fu in your hand!" Wu Lei didn't give an inch, and also took a big step forward, and with the same concentrated blood and qi power, he blasted towards Wu Jian.

Bang -

The two of them clashed fists, exploding in the air in a scarlet, blood-colored mist.

The fists intersected, and the two of them took a few steps backwards at the same time, this punch did not distinguish between high and low, and even Wu Lei had a faint upper hand.

Compared to Wu Jian, Wu Lei's lack of talent is of course at a disadvantage, but because Wu Lei has no talent on weekdays, his control of the power of blood and qi has reached an extremely high level, although he has not been able to mimic the power of blood and qi like the Great Elder, but it is also much higher than Wu Jian's rough method of using the power of blood and qi.

"It's kind of interesting. Wu Jian licked his lips and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Wu Lei didn't say anything, the blood qi in his body was mobilized by him again, and his eyes also flashed with a faint blood-colored luster, after all, Wu Jian hadn't used his talent yet.

"Let you see Ben Shao's talent!" Wu Jian clasped his palms together, and the surging blood qi gushed out from between his palms, slowly covering him with a thin layer, and condensed into a solid, like delicate blood-colored armor, shining a faint red glow in the sun.

The Wu family has some systematic planning and sorting for these various talents, and divides them into three categories.

One is the changes in the physical body, such as being born with six fingers, born with three eyes, etc., although there is no direct impact on combat power, but people with this kind of talent are far from being comparable to ordinary people in terms of skills, and people with this kind of talent are also the least.

The second type is the change in physical fitness, such as the hardness of the body, or the ability of the body to soften, etc., and the people who have this kind of talent are also the largest group, and the great elder has this kind of talent.

The third type of talent is the change in the power of flesh and blood, either it can increase its own blood power in a certain period of time, or it can turn the power of blood and qi into a fixed form, and the degree of refinement is far better than that of the red wolf condensed by the Great Elder, and those who have this kind of talent are even rarer than those who have the first type.

What Wu Jian possessed was the third type of talent, and the talent he possessed, even among the third type of talent, could be regarded as a quite powerful one.

can change his own blood qi into a layer of hard blood armor on his body, increase the power of his blood and qi to a certain extent, and can attack and defend, Wu Jian's talent is placed in a generation of human races, and it is also a rare existence.

Wu Jian's momentum also rose with the appearance of the Blood Qi Armor, and he was in no way inferior to the first-level figure of the Four Elders, and the aura of the peak realm of Blood Qi was tyrannical and powerful.

The momentum on Wu Lei's body also slowly increased, although it was not as terrifying as Wu Jian's growth, but he also had the appearance of the peak of the eighth layer of blood and qi.

"Give me some hardship!" Wu Jian stepped forward, raised his palm, which had become a little larger due to the blood and qi armor, and hammered it down.

Wu Lei hurriedly raised his hand and protected it on his chest, which was able to block this punch.

But this punch is not so easy to catch, just this punch made Wu Lei's blood and qi in his body fluctuate slightly, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood, whether it is strength or punch speed, it is about twice as powerful as just now.

"Damn!" Wu Lei cursed, and hurriedly retreated a few steps back.

The luster in his eyes flickered a few times, and an invisible fluctuation erupted in his right eye, and his right eye began to slowly draw the power of blood qi, and Wu Jian's figure in his right eye also slowly became thinner.

It can't be said that it has become thinner, and it is more vivid to use the word dissected, Wu Jian's body has become transparent in Wu Lei's eyes, and the layer of blood and qi armor has also become a little transparent.

At the junctions of some joints, there is a faint layer of black mist swirling in them, just like the black mist produced by the Great Elder when he breaks through, but compared to that black mist, there is a lack of the texture of life.

"What the hell is that black mist!" Wu Lei's eyes flashed with a strange luster, and the circuit in his mind spun rapidly.

When the Great Elder broke through, this black fog appeared, and then the Great Elder failed to break through, and after the breakthrough failed, this black fog was eating away at the Great Elder's soul.

Could it be that this kind of black mist is something that causes failure? Wu Lei secretly thought to himself in his heart, but he didn't dare to be too sure.

Boom -

Wu Jian punched again, Wu Lei staggered and barely dodged, the fist swept over his face, and a piece of flesh fell.

Zozazole is pressing, although he has no intention of making a dead hand, but he also does not mean to give Wu Lei a good face.

"Hey, can I only give it a try?" Wu Lei gritted his teeth, bent down suddenly, took a big step forward, and punched out, slamming a punch into the black mist on Wu Jian's blood and qi armor's waist.

In Wu Lei's left eye, a black light suddenly gushed out, and it quickly surged to Wu Lei's fist, mixing the fist strength into the blood and qi armor.

Click――

The blood qi armor shook slightly, and a small crack appeared in the waist, which did not cause much damage.

Wu Jian smiled contemptuously, raised his hand slightly, and was about to bombard Wu Lei's body, at this time, most of Wu Lei's back was exposed in Wu Jian's attack range.

"You guys, what do you want to do!" the angry shouts of the four elders came from not far away, "If you really want to fight privately, it is better to come and practice with the old man and me." ”

"You're lucky, boy. Wu Jian withdrew his hand and smiled contemptuously, "I thought you could say such tough words, what a capable person you are, but I didn't expect you to be a waste." ”

Wu Lei shook his head, if it weren't for the four elders shouting, I'm afraid that Wu Jian would have fallen at his feet at this time.

patted Wu Lei, who was still in a daze beside him, and led Luo Li, who was still pale, to turn around and leave, without even saying a word of goodbye.

"I will give you three days to send your woman" Wu Jian looked at Wu Lei's back and said with a hint of anger, but before the words could completely fall, a dripping sound sounded from him.

Click-

From his waist, the small crack on the blood qi armor actually spread rapidly, and in a moment, it shattered one after another, and it fell off from him on its own without being dispelled by Wu Jian.

"How is that possible!" Wu Jian exclaimed, with a ghostly expression.