Chapter 402: Fighting (Part 7)

Bang! ! !

Therefore, Guo An blocked it, but his whole body was swept off the high platform by the autumn wind like a fallen leaf.

"Bah, this turtle shell is really hard." Meng Ren spat and looked at Guo An, who had just gotten up from the ground, "You are not bad, you can block 30% of my strength."

"you?!"

Even with Guo An's good temper, he was instantly so angry that the three Buddhas ascended to heaven and his face turned red.

What do you mean when you say that when you fight, you fight, when you win, you win, and you taunt?

Without saying a word, Guo An pushed away the disciples around him who wanted to help him. He gritted his teeth and wanted to rush forward, but was immediately held back by Xiao Zhong from behind.

"Junior Brother Meng, I am a disciple of Jingtianzhuang. You should be more careful with your words. Be polite with your words to avoid being accidentally beaten to death when you go out!"

Immediately, Xiao Zhong stared at Meng Ren with bright eyes, and his words contained threats.

"Eh? You're not bad." Who knows whether Meng Ren is really stunned or just pretending to be cute. He looked at Xiao Zhong for a few times, and a fighting spirit slowly emerged in his eyes, and he said excitedly, "Come on, come on. Ah, you’re good, come up and have a fight!”

Xiao Zhong's aura was calm, and the energy and blood in his body expanded and compressed. He was completely different from Shen Qiuling and Guo An just now. It was obvious at a glance that he was stronger.

"Huh?" Xiao Zhong's face darkened, and he suddenly became angry.

He carefully watched Meng Ren's performance in the audience. The characteristics of his powerful moves were actually similar to those of the third level of true skills.

The only difference is the terrifying increase brought by its iron-wood treasure body, which has strong defense and is not afraid of being crushed by force. He also has great strength and endurance, and can use all his strength in every punch.

Ordinary martial arts masters, even if they are powerful

Blessing, but between punches and punches, it is inevitable that there will be some effort to return air.

But Meng Ren was different. When he punched, he didn't seem to need to recover at all. He punched one punch after another, continuously, without exhaustion, and his endurance was terrifying.

In addition, this person has rich experience in actual combat and has a strong sense of combat.

No wonder he can leapfrog and defeat people with higher cultivation level than him

However, a sneer flashed across Xiao Zhong's lips.

It's a pity that he comes from a military family and is also proficient in actual combat and has rich fighting skills.

What's more, his cultivation level is several levels higher than that of Meng Ren. He is confident that he can defeat the opponent within ten rounds.

And now, the other side dared to provoke him

Thinking of this, he strode forward, ready to step forward.

"Xiao Zhong!"

Zhong Han hurriedly shouted and held him back.

"Are you crazy? The other side is only on the third level of real power!" Her tone focused on the last sentence.

When Xiao Zhong heard this, he immediately stopped and looked ugly.

The inner court is for disciples of the sixth level of true skills and above, while the outer court is for disciples of below the sixth level of true skills.

Meng Ren's real skill is at the third level, and his real skill is at the sixth level. According to the rules, it's not allowed.

not to mention

He looked around.

The chief disciple of Mingfeng Academy, Chen Yuxiang, and the female disciple behind her stood opposite him, smiling, vaguely blocking his path.

Even if the rules allowed it, the people from Minghoyuan opposite would not be able to let him take the stage.

Thinking of this, Xiao Zhong's face turned even darker. The sixth level of real skill versus the third level of real skill would not have a good reputation even if word spread.

Is that the end of it?

But unfortunately, on the high platform, Meng Ren’s sarcastic words

The words are still coming one after another.

"Are you coming up or not? Senior sister, don't stop him. Let him come up. Let's have a fight. Just one game."

Chen Yuxiang was speechless.

Junior Brother Meng Ren is good at everything. He usually has a good personality when getting along with others. But when a fight breaks out, his naive nature comes out. He talks trash constantly and wants to find someone to fight. He is simply a natural mocker.

Sometimes the madness gets so crazy that even she can't resist it.

If the head of the hospital hadn't specifically told her to take good care of Meng Ren before setting off, she would have really been unwilling to take Meng Ren out.

At the moment, she just rolled her eyes, didn't say anything, and just stood there.

No one paid attention to Meng Ren, and he became more and more irritable.

"Where are the people? Is there anyone else who can come up to fight?" He looked towards the direction of the team in Jiuquyuan, "Can you please be more cheerful and tell me, there is someone who can come up and fight with me, either a woman or a weakling. The trash, is there anyone in your Jiuquyuan?"

What he said came down.

Xiao Zhong was so angry that there was smoke in his orifices.

Zhong Han also looked livid. Despite her gentle temperament, she also had the urge to kill.

At that moment, she wanted to take back what she had just said and ask Xiao Zhong to go up and beat Meng Ren down.

However, Chen Yuxiang and another disciple from Mingfeng Yuan stood opposite them to prevent them from interfering.

The team at Jiuquyuan was even more uproar. Several disciples stood up at the same time, staring at Meng Ren with unkind eyes.

Sun Zheng and Zhan Xiuying, the two remaining third-level masters of real skills, Miao Miao, couldn't help but start scolding Meng Ren.

"Who are you scolding?" Sun Zheng said angrily, his face turning red.

"I

What did you say? Why, these days, it’s no longer possible to tell the truth? "Meng Jian shot back with a look of displeasure.

"Did you say bad words? Who is the waste? Your whole family is a waste!" Sun Zheng became even more angry.

"Haha, am I a loser? Come on, come up and fight me. Whoever loses is a loser!" Meng Ren provoked.

"Just hit him!" Sun Zheng was furious and was about to go up.

A scholar cannot be killed but cannot be humiliated. He cannot bear this kind of insult.

Zhan Xiuying and several disciples quickly grabbed him, are you going up? Isn't this a joke?

Senior Sister Shen Qiuling and Senior Brother Guo An, who are the strongest in the outfield, are no match for this person. You are just a Hakimi who has just broken through the third level of true power. What's the use of going up there?

After being punched three times and kicked until he vomited blood, should he be humiliated again?

Isn't that just going up and giving someone a head?

"It's boring, it's boring." Sun Zheng was unhappy, and Meng Ren was even more unhappy. The purpose of his coming to power was to find powerful masters to fight against and hone his martial arts skills.

The results of it?

"What a waste of my time!" He spat fiercely in the direction of Jiuquyuan.

However, what he got was just a burst of curses from everyone in Jiuquyuan, and there was nothing else he could do.

There is no way, the strongest Shen Qiuling and Guo An have lost, who else can go up and stop the unstoppable Meng Ren?

There was quite a lot of movement in Jiuquyuan and Mingfengyuan, and the continuous greetings to family members had long attracted the attention of the high-level disciples of Jingtianzhuang.

Zhong Yunxiu was sitting on the main seat, his expression extremely ugly, and anger gathering in his heart.

They, the heads of the major courtyards, have so powerful senses that they can clearly hear and see Meng even from a distance.

The performance of Ren He and the disciples of Jiuqu Academy.