Chapter 301 I Want to Bully You

Bullying! Bullying! Bullying!

Ou Yangming's eyes were shining brightly, but there was only one thought in his mind.

I want to bully!

The moment he saw Zuoqiu Hongyuan and Wu Hanning stepping onto the ring, his heart also overflowed with boundless pride.

He does not want to be a bystander at this moment, but wants to be the master of today.

The evil spirit on his body slowly boiled as he approached the square continuously, just like the coercion released by Wu Hanning earlier, it squeezed the surrounding space little by little, and finally shocked the audience.

At this time, the number of people on the square was much smaller than before. After all, today is the first day of the Wanbao Conference. Although the bully's appearance has attracted the attention of countless people. However, there are still a small number of people who come purely to watch the excitement of the Wanbao Conference.

Perhaps, after they have fulfilled their wishes, they will spend all their spare time here.

However, the square at this moment is still the most attractive place. Although it cannot be said to be a sea of ​​people, there are thousands of them.

The moment Ouyang Ming appeared on the square, the people in front of him suddenly felt numb all over their bodies, and a feeling of being stared at by ancient carnivores suddenly rose from the bottom of their hearts. Without thinking, everyone subconsciously moved out of the way, and turned their heads to look in horror.

Immediately they saw a boy walking slowly. His speed is not fast, and there is a happy smile on his face. However, anyone who was within ten steps of the boy seemed to see a phantom of a huge ferocious beast fluttering on the boy's body.

Those seemingly harmless eyes were so terrifying at this moment that they even lost the courage to look at each other.

Mental oppression, this is the result of Ouyang Ming's separation of the spiritual power attack in the spiritual fist and releasing it separately.

It is also the special ability that he mastered after borrowing Wu Hanning's spiritual power to attack.

Under the cover of this ability, all those who have been exposed to mental oppression will no longer pay attention to his martial arts cultivation, but will devote all their attention to resisting this spiritual oppression.

However, unless you meet the ancestor of Jidao, this level of coercion is enough to make anyone retreat three feet.

Everyone evaded one after another, staggered, and retreated involuntarily. An oval circle suddenly formed invisibly.

In an instant, the turmoil caused here attracted more people's attention. Naturally, people who were a little further away could not feel Ouyang Ming's mental oppression, and their eyes all showed surprise.

A yin-grade youth strolled around. Within ten steps of him, the rest of the people backed down as if they had encountered a scourge. What the hell was going on?

Ouyang Ming's control over the spiritual power was just right, and he did not release it recklessly. But it is precisely because of this that such misunderstandings are caused.

On the ring, Zuoqiu Hongyuan was fighting against one person, and the two sides seemed to be fighting inseparably. But at this moment, Zuoqiu Hongyuan turned his head abruptly, and looked towards Ouyangming in the fierce battle. Although there is only one glance, the content contained in this glance is extremely rich.

Ouyang Ming's footsteps paused slightly, and the smile on his face became brighter.

This Zuoqiu Hongyuan is clearly capable of handling tasks with ease!

He raised his head, and also cast a glance at Zuoqiu Hongyuan who had turned his head back, and the same powerful force was contained in this gaze.

Zuoqiu Hongyuan, who was fighting, trembled slightly, but the body swayed and disappeared.

On the other ring, Wu Hanning was sitting in a big carved chair. After winning two matches, there was no one who would challenge her to compete on stage. The identity of the royal family is still useful at certain times.

At this time, she looked at Ouyang Ming indifferently, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of color that should have been so long ago.

In the forging room, after competing with Ouyang Ming's spiritual strength, she knew that this blacksmith was by no means a simple person. So what about Yin grade cultivation? With such powerful spiritual strength, martial arts cultivation is just a mere auxiliary skill.

When she showed her mental coercion and took the stage forcefully, she thought that Ou Yangming would do the same.

But she didn't expect Ouyang Ming to turn around and leave, which made her quite disappointed.

However, the kid finally came.

At this moment, there was a tinge of relief in her heart. If Ouyang Ming really avoided fighting, then her evaluation in her heart would plummet. For some reason, she just didn't want this to happen.

Seeing Ouyang Ming walking all the way, when others retreated one after another, there was a hint of satisfaction and tenderness in her eyes.

Stepping up to the center of the square, Ouyang Ming glanced at each of the two most occupied rings in the center.

When he did this, those bystanders who had been exposed to his powerful mental pressure were all excited. They all had a strong feeling that a good show seemed to be staged.

However, just when they were excited. Ouyang Ming smiled suddenly, walked straight towards another arena, and stepped onto the arena under their dumbfounded gazes.

The strong breath on his body disappeared suddenly, and Ouyang Ming just sat down with a smile.

A moment later, a royal guard rushed over from afar, and he shouted sharply, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Although his voice was stern, his movements were extremely cautious, and he didn't seem to underestimate Ouyang Ming because he only had a dark aura on him.

After all, the strange sight of everyone retreating within ten steps of this kid is too impressive. The royal guard was not a reckless person either. Although he had to interrogate him because of his duties, he didn't want to offend such a weird person at all.

Ouyang Ming smiled slightly. At this time, he restrained his breath, no different from an ordinary Yin rank warrior.

"I want to bully."

"What, what?" The royal guard was startled, even his eyes widened.

"I want to bully!"

"Do... bully your head!" The royal guard's eyes were wide open, with an indescribable sense of anger in his heart.

It's fine if Zuoqiu Hongyuan dominates, he is the proud son of Huangsha County.

Wu Hanning bullied...that was a child of the royal Wu family, even if their royal guards had the courage, they would not dare to stop them.

However, you, a little yin-rank martial artist, dare to join in the fun. If everyone follows your example, won't winning the championship in the martial arts competition become a big laughing stock.

In the square, there was a sudden burst of laughter.

Both Zuoqiu Hongyuan and Wu Hanning are well-known figures. Although their domineering aroused hostility and dissatisfaction from everyone, everyone respected them and recognized their strength.

However, a yin-rank martial artist jumped out suddenly, asking Dong Shi to imitate what bullying was, which filled their hearts with joy.

However, in the square, there were also some people with gloomy faces, who did not join in the ridicule of the crowd. They were all cultivators who had experienced the power of Ouyang Ming's spiritual oppression. At this moment, when they looked at Ou Yangming's figure on the ring, their expressions were quite strange.

That guy who is as terrifying as an ancient giant beast is just a yin grade cultivator?

Looking at Ouyang Ming's gaze, an extremely weird thought rose up in their hearts. This guy, isn't he pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger...

Ouyang Ming glanced at the royal guard indifferently, and said, "Since they can bully you, why can't I?"

The royal guard became furious, and said, "They are all Yang grade cultivation bases, how about you?"

Ouyang Ming scratched his scalp, and said abruptly: "Is there any rule that Yin rank warriors cannot bully?"

The royal guard was immediately speechless, he hesitated for a while, and said bravely: "Boy, on the stage, life or death are irrelevant, don't regret it!"

Ouyang Ming smiled and nodded, "Okay, I don't regret it."

The royal guard nodded heavily, turned around, and sternly said: "Everyone, this kid speaks wild words, and he has to learn how Zuoqiu Hongyuan and His Royal Highness are domineering!" His voice spread far and wide: "Let a If I am not a guard, if I am not a guard, I will be the first one to beat him down!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head, grinned grimly at Ouyang Ming, then turned and left.

Sure enough, his words immediately aroused the indignation of countless people. Those masculine powerhouses still hold on to their identities and are unwilling to bully the small with the big. However, Yin rank warriors are different.

The three figures jumped onto the ring almost in no particular order. They were three fourth- or fifth-rank Yin-rank warriors. Their movements were either erratic or quick, but each of them possessed extraordinary abilities. fighting power.

However, after the three of them came to the stage, they were stunned at the same time.

It is natural to win the championship in a martial arts competition, but it is impossible to bully the few with the more.

Even if Ouyang Ming's behavior has caused public outrage, they dare not do this.

Ouyang Ming stood up with a smile, patted his buttocks, and said, "You all want to challenge?"

The three glared at each other. Although they had different thoughts, their attitudes were the same.

Ouyang Ming sighed softly, and said: "Well, since that's the case, let's start with you first." With a flash of his figure, he had already arrived in front of a middle-aged man, and he punched out slowly.

This punch seemed weak, which made people laugh out loud.

The middle-aged man sneered, stepped forward, sat on the horse with his waist down, roared violently, and also punched out.

However, just as he swung this punch, his complexion suddenly changed, and even his eyes were full of fear.

An indescribable terrifying aura suddenly overwhelmed the sky and covered the earth, destroying his momentum, confidence and will in an instant.

This is the coercion of the extreme ancestors, and how can ordinary Yin rank warriors be able to bear it?

At this moment, it was as if his body and consciousness were restrained by an invisible force, and he could no longer move an inch.

Ouyang Ming's soft, effortless punch hit his body lightly.

The huge body flew up, rolled in mid-air, and fell heavily on the ring.

Immediately, the entire square was filled with strange eyes, and no one made any noise except Zuoqiu Hongyuan and his opponent.

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