Chapter 379 I Don't Want To Kill You, I Will Humiliate You
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Mao Zhi Sheng Xi
Chapter 379 I Don't Want To Kill You, I Will Humiliate You
"grandfather!"
"Homeowner!"
The members of the Ding family quickly gathered around and helped Ding Moyi up.
"Patriarch. You." The great elder of the Ding family is also a first-level master of the Mythical Realm. He can see at a glance that Ding Moyi's internal strength has dropped from the third level of the Mythical Realm to the eighth-level grandmaster warrior!
Practicing ancient martial arts is a process of developing human potential. During this process, human genes will undergo a transition, and power is only a subsidiary effect brought about by the genetic transition.
If one enters the realm of mythology, the life span of human beings can be increased to at least 150 years old, or even more than 200 years old. Therefore, many master warriors cannot step into the realm of mythology in their entire lives.
And falling from the mythical realm to the grand master is even more terrifying than a nightmare for any warrior!
"He sucked all my internal energy!" Although Ding Moyi didn't want to admit it, he still had to face this reality. His hard work in the past two years can be regarded as wasted.
"What kind of kung fu is this? I've never heard of any kind of kung fu that can devour other people's internal strength." The elder elder looked at Zhang Mengyu with fear in his eyes. Zhang Menglong sucked it up, and if he went up, his fate would be even worse!
"He just said that this kung fu is Beiming's magical skill."
"Beiming Divine Art? Isn't that the martial arts in the novel?"
"Well, he can even make up names like Zhang Ritian and Ritian faction, so what's so strange about making up another martial art?" Ding Moyi said, enduring the severe pain in his body, "I'm afraid he should be there by some chance. By coincidence, I got some powerful ancient martial arts from the prehistoric period."
"It can absorb the internal energy of the enemy, such a martial art is too scary"
The surrounding warriors obviously also noticed the change in Ding Moyi's realm, and they re-acquainted with the so-called richest man in the world while gloating at his misfortune.
"Ding Moyi actually lost."
"The kung fu that can devour internal energy, what kind of kung fu is he practicing?"
"He's only in his 20s. If you give him a few more years, I'm afraid even the God of Valor won't be able to suppress him!"
"I don't know if the Ritian Sect will recruit disciples this time."
"Damn! That's right! I heard that the Ritian Sect was just established by Zhang Menglong, and it hasn't even been registered in the Ancient Martial Arts Association. There must not be many people. If you can join it, it will be a step up to the sky!"
With the disappearance of Tianshan Child Elder's skill, Zhang Mengyu returned to the original state, but he found that his original strength of seventh-level martial artist has reached eighth level!
In fact, the internal force that Zhang Mengyu absorbed from Ding Moyi just now is enough for an ordinary warrior to advance from level [-] to level [-] dozens of times, but how pure is Zhang Menglong's internal force?
To him, Ding Moyi's internal energy is just like rubbish. It has to be refined and condensed again and again before he can reach the purity of his internal energy. Just help him break through.
But even so, this harvest is very good, at least it saved him a week or two of training time.
"Come, come, come again!" Zhang Menglong had tasted the sweetness, and wished for a few more experience givers, maybe he would become a true mythical realm warrior soon after a wave of inhalation today.
Seeing Zhang Mengyu's strength, if the members of the Ding family dare to act again, they will be insane. Who wants to use the internal strength that they have worked so hard to make others cheaper?
"I said you people, why do you like to fight and kill? It's only natural to pay back the debt. If your grandson owes me money, you should pay me back. If you are in arrears for a month, you should pay interest. I reason with you, but you Play hooligans with me!" Zhang Meng said righteously.
"Zhang Mengyu, do I owe you money? You're a steal!" Ding Muyun glared at Zhang Mengyu.
"Everyone, take a look!" Zhang Mengyu raised his voice, "They are still playing rogues! Come and judge, I bought a piece of land in the suburbs of Jiangnan City, and the Land Bureau gave me the right to develop and use it. Does this land belong to me?"
People around nodded their heads. Since the government has given the right to development and use, the ownership of this land is naturally indisputable.
"Then other people live on my site and pay protection fees on my site. Should I protect them?"
The warriors nodded again. Although they never said it publicly, collecting protection fees is very common in the ancient martial arts world. You are within my sphere of influence. If you pay the protection fee, I will protect you. It's just and right, there's nothing wrong with it, old man!
"Then this Ding Muyun rushed into my territory fiercely with people, bullied the people in my territory, and destroyed your flowers and plants in my territory. Do you think I should ask them for compensation?"
"It doesn't seem to be a problem." This set of logic sounds reasonable, and there is no fault that can be picked out.
"Don't listen to his nonsense!" Ding Muyun said, "We admit that our skills are inferior to others, but have you ever heard of mental damage, medical expenses and parking fees that add up to 1000 billion Huaxia coins?"
"1000 billion?"
"Damn! This is so obvious!"
"It's awesome!"
"That does seem like a lot."
"Be confident and remove the seeming!"
"But if it's me, someone who bullies me on my territory, I guess I will go too far than him!"
"What? Wasn't it very arrogant just now? Playing hooligans won't work, now you want to reason with me?" Zhang Meng smiled and said, "I'm also the richest man in the world. You might as well go out and inquire. With me, as long as money is involved, That's around tens of billions of dollars, and I'm only worth tens of billions of Huaxia coins, which is already very cheap!"
"That's right." Chen Bingyu whispered to Liu Yunyi, "You don't know that some time ago, a few foreign racers came to compete with Mr. Zhang, and Mr. Zhang opened his mouth with a $100 billion bet. Without him, he wouldn't bother to compete. !"
"But, is Mr. Zhang really all right?" Liu Yunyi was a little worried.
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang doesn't care about a small Ding family!"
But Chen Bingyu knew that the teacher Xiongba in the branch of the Wushu Academy was at the peak of the Mythical Realm. With such strength, Zhang Mengyu would not be afraid even if the God of War came out. Of course, she didn't know that these teachers could not leave the Super Seminary, otherwise they would not So confident.
Zhang Meng glanced at everyone in Ding's family playfully, "But I don't want to reason with you now, I still prefer to play hooligans, just now you hit me with a total of 17 palms, 100 billion in one palm, a total of 1700 billion, plus the original 1200 billion, round up to 3000 billion!"
"Cough cough cough!" Many people were choked by this number, adding another 100 billion to the total. This is really hooliganism!
"Zhang Mengyu, our skills are not as good as others, you can kill if you want, and our Ding family is not all useless!" Ding Moyi has seen through many things for more than 70 years, but he is very stubborn, "At worst, we will die!"
Several elders of the Ding family immediately stood in front of Zhang Mengyu, with a look of generosity to die.
"Kill you?" Zhang Mengyu shook his head like a rattle. "I'm not that kind of person. I'm a law-abiding and honorable party member. How can I kill someone?"
"what on earth do you want?"
"I don't want to kill you, if you don't pay back the money, then I will humiliate you!"
Please vote!
(End of this chapter)
"grandfather!"
"Homeowner!"
The members of the Ding family quickly gathered around and helped Ding Moyi up.
"Patriarch. You." The great elder of the Ding family is also a first-level master of the Mythical Realm. He can see at a glance that Ding Moyi's internal strength has dropped from the third level of the Mythical Realm to the eighth-level grandmaster warrior!
Practicing ancient martial arts is a process of developing human potential. During this process, human genes will undergo a transition, and power is only a subsidiary effect brought about by the genetic transition.
If one enters the realm of mythology, the life span of human beings can be increased to at least 150 years old, or even more than 200 years old. Therefore, many master warriors cannot step into the realm of mythology in their entire lives.
And falling from the mythical realm to the grand master is even more terrifying than a nightmare for any warrior!
"He sucked all my internal energy!" Although Ding Moyi didn't want to admit it, he still had to face this reality. His hard work in the past two years can be regarded as wasted.
"What kind of kung fu is this? I've never heard of any kind of kung fu that can devour other people's internal strength." The elder elder looked at Zhang Mengyu with fear in his eyes. Zhang Menglong sucked it up, and if he went up, his fate would be even worse!
"He just said that this kung fu is Beiming's magical skill."
"Beiming Divine Art? Isn't that the martial arts in the novel?"
"Well, he can even make up names like Zhang Ritian and Ritian faction, so what's so strange about making up another martial art?" Ding Moyi said, enduring the severe pain in his body, "I'm afraid he should be there by some chance. By coincidence, I got some powerful ancient martial arts from the prehistoric period."
"It can absorb the internal energy of the enemy, such a martial art is too scary"
The surrounding warriors obviously also noticed the change in Ding Moyi's realm, and they re-acquainted with the so-called richest man in the world while gloating at his misfortune.
"Ding Moyi actually lost."
"The kung fu that can devour internal energy, what kind of kung fu is he practicing?"
"He's only in his 20s. If you give him a few more years, I'm afraid even the God of Valor won't be able to suppress him!"
"I don't know if the Ritian Sect will recruit disciples this time."
"Damn! That's right! I heard that the Ritian Sect was just established by Zhang Menglong, and it hasn't even been registered in the Ancient Martial Arts Association. There must not be many people. If you can join it, it will be a step up to the sky!"
With the disappearance of Tianshan Child Elder's skill, Zhang Mengyu returned to the original state, but he found that his original strength of seventh-level martial artist has reached eighth level!
In fact, the internal force that Zhang Mengyu absorbed from Ding Moyi just now is enough for an ordinary warrior to advance from level [-] to level [-] dozens of times, but how pure is Zhang Menglong's internal force?
To him, Ding Moyi's internal energy is just like rubbish. It has to be refined and condensed again and again before he can reach the purity of his internal energy. Just help him break through.
But even so, this harvest is very good, at least it saved him a week or two of training time.
"Come, come, come again!" Zhang Menglong had tasted the sweetness, and wished for a few more experience givers, maybe he would become a true mythical realm warrior soon after a wave of inhalation today.
Seeing Zhang Mengyu's strength, if the members of the Ding family dare to act again, they will be insane. Who wants to use the internal strength that they have worked so hard to make others cheaper?
"I said you people, why do you like to fight and kill? It's only natural to pay back the debt. If your grandson owes me money, you should pay me back. If you are in arrears for a month, you should pay interest. I reason with you, but you Play hooligans with me!" Zhang Meng said righteously.
"Zhang Mengyu, do I owe you money? You're a steal!" Ding Muyun glared at Zhang Mengyu.
"Everyone, take a look!" Zhang Mengyu raised his voice, "They are still playing rogues! Come and judge, I bought a piece of land in the suburbs of Jiangnan City, and the Land Bureau gave me the right to develop and use it. Does this land belong to me?"
People around nodded their heads. Since the government has given the right to development and use, the ownership of this land is naturally indisputable.
"Then other people live on my site and pay protection fees on my site. Should I protect them?"
The warriors nodded again. Although they never said it publicly, collecting protection fees is very common in the ancient martial arts world. You are within my sphere of influence. If you pay the protection fee, I will protect you. It's just and right, there's nothing wrong with it, old man!
"Then this Ding Muyun rushed into my territory fiercely with people, bullied the people in my territory, and destroyed your flowers and plants in my territory. Do you think I should ask them for compensation?"
"It doesn't seem to be a problem." This set of logic sounds reasonable, and there is no fault that can be picked out.
"Don't listen to his nonsense!" Ding Muyun said, "We admit that our skills are inferior to others, but have you ever heard of mental damage, medical expenses and parking fees that add up to 1000 billion Huaxia coins?"
"1000 billion?"
"Damn! This is so obvious!"
"It's awesome!"
"That does seem like a lot."
"Be confident and remove the seeming!"
"But if it's me, someone who bullies me on my territory, I guess I will go too far than him!"
"What? Wasn't it very arrogant just now? Playing hooligans won't work, now you want to reason with me?" Zhang Meng smiled and said, "I'm also the richest man in the world. You might as well go out and inquire. With me, as long as money is involved, That's around tens of billions of dollars, and I'm only worth tens of billions of Huaxia coins, which is already very cheap!"
"That's right." Chen Bingyu whispered to Liu Yunyi, "You don't know that some time ago, a few foreign racers came to compete with Mr. Zhang, and Mr. Zhang opened his mouth with a $100 billion bet. Without him, he wouldn't bother to compete. !"
"But, is Mr. Zhang really all right?" Liu Yunyi was a little worried.
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang doesn't care about a small Ding family!"
But Chen Bingyu knew that the teacher Xiongba in the branch of the Wushu Academy was at the peak of the Mythical Realm. With such strength, Zhang Mengyu would not be afraid even if the God of War came out. Of course, she didn't know that these teachers could not leave the Super Seminary, otherwise they would not So confident.
Zhang Meng glanced at everyone in Ding's family playfully, "But I don't want to reason with you now, I still prefer to play hooligans, just now you hit me with a total of 17 palms, 100 billion in one palm, a total of 1700 billion, plus the original 1200 billion, round up to 3000 billion!"
"Cough cough cough!" Many people were choked by this number, adding another 100 billion to the total. This is really hooliganism!
"Zhang Mengyu, our skills are not as good as others, you can kill if you want, and our Ding family is not all useless!" Ding Moyi has seen through many things for more than 70 years, but he is very stubborn, "At worst, we will die!"
Several elders of the Ding family immediately stood in front of Zhang Mengyu, with a look of generosity to die.
"Kill you?" Zhang Mengyu shook his head like a rattle. "I'm not that kind of person. I'm a law-abiding and honorable party member. How can I kill someone?"
"what on earth do you want?"
"I don't want to kill you, if you don't pay back the money, then I will humiliate you!"
Please vote!
(End of this chapter)
