Chapter 4: Three Punches, Three Punches!

"Three punches to blow me up? Hahahaha... Fei Wuque, I thought you were really smart enough to date Murong Tian, ​​but it turns out that you are just crazy! Why, you have been a waste for ten years and you can't stand it anymore? Haha, trash is trash, it’s okay to daydream occasionally, but you have to remember to keep your tail tight, otherwise I might get unhappy one day and crush you to death with one finger! Hahahaha..."

The scar on his left cheek shook violently, and Murong Tian looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. To his ears, Ye Wuque's words were as funny as an ant swallowing an elephant.

Ridicules rang out one after another, and the five or six Murong disciples who came with Murong Binglan couldn't help but laugh. They all had the same expression, and they glanced at the tall and independent Ye Wuque with disdain and contempt.

Murong Binglan also moved her red lips slightly, and a playful smile appeared on her delicate face. She felt ashamed that she had been engaged to Ye Wuque, and she had been brooding about this matter all these years.

She is the daughter of Murong Changqing and the princess of the Murong family. She has privately approached Murong Changqing countless times to ask her to take back her engagement with Ye Wuque, but she has never been successful. With repeated failures, Murong Binglan has become more interested in Ye Wuque's disgust also accumulated time and time again.

She determined in her heart that the reason for the failure must be that Ye Wuque was unwilling to terminate the engagement with her. Ye Wuque still fantasized about waiting until he was eighteen years old so that he could marry her.

No one else could get involved in the matter of the engagement. Even though she hated and resented Ye Wuque in her heart, Murong Binglan was still helpless until Murong Tian appeared.

Murong Binglan had a good impression of Murong Tian, ​​her clan brother. His talent was obvious to the entire Murong family and he was handsome. In addition, Murong Tian deliberately tried to please her from time to time. Murong Binglan's heart had long been tied to Murong. Tian's body, and Murong Tian also logically stated that he would help her terminate her engagement with Ye Wuque.

Only then did the scene on the martial arts field happen, but God is not as good as God. Although everything developed in the direction he hoped for, the expression of humiliation, unwillingness, and madness that Murong Binglan originally expected from Ye Wuque was not there. He appeared, but instead he felt relaxed and happy, and even uttered words begging Murong Changqing to take back the engagement.

In full view of everyone, Ye Wuque's words made Murong Binglan so angry that she almost fainted. Her resentment towards Ye Wuque reached its peak. Unexpectedly, this young man who had been disabled for ten years actually dared to challenge Brother Tian.

Although everyone thought this was just Ye Wuque's senseless resistance after being forced, Murong Binglan didn't think so. She thought it was Ye Wuque's disgust for her to terminate the engagement, and she was disgusted by Murong Binglan.

"Ye Wuque, a loser like you dares to humiliate me in person, and even more dares to ask Brother Tian to fight. Today Miss Japan is going to let you know what regret is!"

There was a chill in her eyes, and thoughts were surging in her heart. Murong Binglan's joking smile slowly turned into a sneer. She wanted to watch Ye Wuque being stepped on the ground like a dead dog with her own eyes.

"Have you laughed enough? Either fight or get out of the way. It's so early in the morning when a good dog doesn't block the way. It's really unlucky."

While everyone was laughing, Ye Wuque spoke slowly, lowered his raised right fist slowly, and stood with his hands behind his back. He became calm and indifferent again. The brilliance and sharpness just now seemed to have disappeared, but his bright eyes remained. Translucent, the breeze blows, the black martial arts shirt is slightly blowing, the young man is independent and has a free and easy temperament.

In Murong Hai's eyes, Ye Wuque's whole body at this moment was filled with an incomprehensible aura. Compared with the unruly and domineering attitude of Murong Tian in the martial arts arena yesterday, what Ye Wuque now gave him was a profound and incomprehensible aura. The feeling of testing.

Seemingly startled by his own thoughts, Murong Hai suppressed his smile and glanced at Ye Wuque. His expression slowly became cold, his muscular body was taut, his fists were slightly raised, and a trace of malice flashed in his eyes.

"Yesterday in the martial arts arena, I was afraid that I would accidentally kill you if I hit you too hard, so I defeated you with three moves. Since you said that you can kill me with three punches, I don't have to show mercy today."

"Boom" and "Buzz"

"Watch the moves! The Earthly Fiend Tiger Bend Fist!"

Qi and blood roared, Yuan Li oscillated, Murong Hai's body suddenly jumped up, his tall body took three steps forward, clenching his right fist, and then he shouted loudly, and a faint roar of a tiger rose up behind him. What's more, a statue of a tiger about one foot in size emerged, with qi and blood penetrating through the skin, flesh, and tendons. Murong Hai, who had entered the eighth level of body training and achieved bone refining, was merciless!

"Roar"

The stone slab under his feet shattered and turned into a tiger descending from the mountain. Murong Hai punched Ye Wuque directly, and the punch was so powerful that the void suddenly sounded!

"The middle-grade secret skill Earth Demon Tiger Ben Fist? Doesn't Murong Hai think too highly of Fei Wuque?"

"To deal with a rubbish from the fifth level of bodybuilding like Fei Wuque, it would be a waste to use the Earthly Evil Tiger Ben Fist!"

"Who says it's not the case! But he deserves to be unlucky because of his words! I think this punch made him lie in bed for three months."

The five or six years of Murong's disciples were a little surprised when they saw that Murong Hai had mastered middle-grade skills as soon as he started. They didn't understand why Murong Hai was so serious about just teaching a little useless person.

The red lips kept sneering, but Murong Binglan, who had her arms crossed, could faintly see that Murong Hai seemed to be doing more than just teaching Ye Wuque a lesson.

"Lie down!"

As Murong Hai shouted, the evil flashing in his eyes was undisguised, and his fist had already collapsed within a foot of Ye Wuque's body!

Ye Wuque still stood quietly, his eyes remained calm. As Murong Hai took action, his right hand slowly clenched into a fist, and he slowly raised it from behind. Just when Murong Hai's fist was about to The moment it hit him, Ye Wuque punched without any dullness.

In Murong Binglan's eyes filled with joy, the fists of Murong Hai and Ye Wuque, who were carrying tiger statues, struck one place!

Instantly the sound of fists clashing reverberated out!

"Bang"

However, in the next moment, a look of disbelief flashed across Murong Binglan's beautiful face!

"How can this be?"

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"How can this be?"

The same words rang in Murong Hai's heart, but his face was even more ugly than Murong Binglan's, because he felt a strange but terrifying power from the ordinary fist of the boy opposite!

"呲呲呲"

The soles of his feet rubbed violently against the stone slab. Murong Hai was retreating at the same speed as when he attacked Ye Wuque before. He tried his best to control his body shape, but the strange strength made it impossible for him to do so!

"Deng Deng Deng"

After taking six steps back, Murong Hai stopped. Coincidentally, he stopped exactly where he was standing at the beginning.

With both fists clashing, Murong Hai took six steps back!

On the other hand, Ye Wuque didn't even shake his body.

"hiss"

The sound of gasping could not be stopped. The expressions of the five or six Murong disciples all changed drastically, and they could hardly believe their eyes.

"This, this, this! What did I see? Did Fei Wuque force Murong Hai back with one punch?"

"Is this an illusion? The power of the Disha Tiger Ben Fist is that it concentrates all the energy of the whole body into the two fists, and can exert a force twice as strong as one's own body, but Fei Wuque didn't even move his body? This... How can this be?"

"Could it be that Murong Hai showed mercy?"

Murong Binglan, who had been holding her arms across her chest, had a flash of disbelief in her beautiful eyes, and then she looked at Murong Hai. She wanted to know what was going on?

Trembling.

Murong Binglan immediately noticed that Murong Hai's right arm was trembling. It was obvious that the punch he just punched was not because he was acting deliberately or showing mercy, but because he was really punched back by that trash-like young man!

The expression on his face changed drastically. Murong Haihu stared at the boy opposite him with wide eyes. The scar on his left cheek almost started to become congested with blood at this moment. He felt the pain and numbness in his right arm. Murong Hai felt like he was struck by lightning at this moment!

"The power of the holy way's fighting spirit is really exciting."

He murmured in a voice that only he could hear. Ye Wuque looked at his right fist, and his calm eyes suddenly became excited, sharp as a knife!

"Ye Wuque! You are not the fifth level of body training! You are the sixth level of body training!"

A voice full of surprise rang out from Murong Hai's mouth. There was no need to express the shock in his heart. Through the punch just now, he suddenly discovered that Ye Wuque's cultivation level was not at all the fifth level of physical training, but the sixth level of physical training. Heaven's strength training is perfect.

But just yesterday, Ye Wuque was only training for the fifth level.

No, it should be said that in the past ten years, Ye Wuque has been at the fifth level of body training.

But this is still not the point. The point is that Ye Wuque, who is in the sixth level of body training, punches back himself who has advanced to the eighth level of bone refining. This is what Murong Hai can't believe in his heart.

A cross-level challenge across two realms?

How can this be?

"I don't believe it! It was just a coincidence! I don't believe it! How could I, Murong Hai, be forced to retreat by a loser! The evil tiger's fist! The tiger will destroy the world!"

"Roar"

A huge roar of a tiger roared from behind Murong Hai, his eyes turned scarlet, Murong Hai stepped on the spot with his right foot, his whole body rose into the sky, and the tiger statue behind him opened its head and swallowed him up!

A tragic aura emerged from Murong Hai. With Ye Wuque's punch forcing him back, Murong Hai finally no longer held back, summoned his whole body's cultivation, and launched the killing move of the Earth Evil Tiger Fist!

"Roar"

As if a gust of fishy wind was blowing towards his face, Murong Hai transformed into a ferocious and colorful tiger. His fists were like tiger claws, falling from the sky and tearing at Ye Wuque!

The fluctuations in the cultivation of the eighth level of body training caused the expressions of Murong Binglan and the five or six Murong disciples present to change. It was obvious that Murong Hai was still extremely powerful.

"Is it the Earth Fiend Tiger Ben Fist? What a coincidence, I know it too. This is the second punch! The tiger will shatter the world!"

A loud shout was like a muffled thunder. As Murong Hai made a move, Ye Wuque, who had been standing still, had an inexplicable look in his eyes and a stern look on his face. The fighting energy of the holy path surged through his body, the source of the holy law in his Dantian jumped, and the golden red energy and blood surged endlessly. A magical power surged endlessly, as if thunder from the sky stirred up fire on the earth, causing earth-shaking changes.

"Buzz" "Boom"

His legs were slightly bent, fighting spirit was surging all over his body, and the golden and red energy and blood were rushing. Ye Wuque also stepped on the ground with both feet, and a tiger image appeared behind him. Different from the colorful tiger transformed by Murong Hai, Ye Wuque transformed into a tiger. Got a golden tiger!

The golden tiger head roared, and Ye Wuque looked at the colorful tiger descending from the sky and attacking him. Its four claws seemed to step on the void and rise up from the sky!

The two tigers roared endlessly, and their energy poured out in all directions. In an instant, the two tigers collided with each other!

"Bang"

"Roar" and "Rumble"

The entire five feet around was filled with pale golden Yuan Power, and others could not see it. Only two tiger roars could be heard, as if they were fighting together, and the momentum was terrifying!

"Roar"

Suddenly, a tiger roared with pain and unwillingness, and then in Murong Binglan's eyes, a huge tiger image shot down, and before it hit the ground, a "crack" sound was heard, and the tiger image shattered, and a figure in the middle fell to the ground in a very embarrassed manner!

Her beautiful eyes were wide open, and her bright red lips were bitten white by her pearly teeth. The extremely embarrassed figure fell into her eyes, and it was Murong Hai!

"Bang"

His feet stepped firmly on the ground, and the weakness and pain from his body made Murong Hai almost unable to stand up. At this moment, he stroked his chest with his left hand, his face was pale, and his scar kept shaking. His eyes looked at the figure in the sky, and what flashed in his eyes was no longer blood and unwillingness, but a deep fear and a trace of fear.

"Buzz"

The fist force tore through the diffused Yuanli, and Ye Wuque's figure reappeared. His eyes were like lightning, sweeping towards Murong Hai. The whole person was also falling. With a handsome face, a strong body, and a strong momentum, Ye Wuque at this moment was like a god of war!

"Murong Hai, there is still a third punch. Let's see if I can blow you up!"

"Buzz"

As soon as Ye Wuque's right foot touched the ground, he took advantage of the force to step forward, raised his right fist again, and the whole person rushed towards Murong Hai at a high speed like wind and lightning!

The fist force was surging, and the void suddenly sounded!

Feeling the domineering and sharpness of this punch, Murong Hai's eyes were more fearful, and he actually had the idea of ​​escaping in his heart. But he glanced at Murong Binglan and found that the latter was extremely shocked, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes stared at Ye Wuque, as if she had seen a ghost.

"Ye Wuque!"

After these three words came out of his mouth, Murong Hai's eyes flashed with a sinister look. He suppressed the idea of ​​escaping, circulated all the Yuanli in his body, and his blood and qi vibrated. He clenched his right hand into a fist and punched in the direction where Ye Wuque was attacking!

"Bang"

Another sound of two fists intersecting, Ye Wuque's eyes were extremely sharp, Murong Hai's body was shocked first, and then his face turned red.

"Puff"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Murong Hai's body rolled back. This time he could no longer control his body shape, and fell straight to the stone floor. The huge force and inertia made his body still roll back, and rolled in front of Murong Binglan.

"Puff"

Unable to help but spit out another mouthful of blood, this mouthful of blood sprayed on Murong Binglan's red skirt. At this time, Murong Hai lay in front of Murong Binglan like a dead dog, his face was extremely pale, but he didn't even have the strength to get up.

Murong Binglan's pretty face was pale, the murderous aura in her eyes had long disappeared, and a touch of disbelief and fear surged up. She looked at Ye Wuque, who had regained his calmness and stood quietly, and her heart was like a huge wave that could not be calmed down.

The five or six Murong disciples standing behind Murong Binglan almost had weak legs, dry throats, and could not say a word, their expressions were full of fear.

Ye Wuque, who stood calmly, had a bright gaze as calm as water. Looking at Murong Hai who was trying to get up desperately, he said lightly: "I said I would blow you up with three punches, and I will blow you up with three punches."

Then he took a step and walked straight in the direction of Murong Binglan.

"Ye Wuque! What do you want to do? This lady warns you, don't mess around! Otherwise..."

Realizing that Ye Wuque was walking towards her, a trace of panic flashed across Murong Binglan's cold and pale face. Murong Hai, who was in the eighth level of body forging and bone refining, couldn't even take three punches from Ye Wuque, and she, who was in the seventh level of body forging, was even less likely to be Ye Wuque's opponent.

Her full chest was shaking violently. Seeing Ye Wuque walking towards her expressionlessly, Murong Binglan tried her best to calm herself down. However, when she glanced at Murong Hai, who was struggling like a dead dog, she could not help but feel a chill in her heart.

However, Ye Wuque just quietly walked past Murong Binglan, and even from beginning to end, he did not even look at the beautiful girl of the Murong family.

Ignore.

Ye Wuque's behavior caught Murong Binglan's eyes, and the humiliation and resentment in her heart rolled up again, intensifying!

The emotion seemed to have reached an extreme, but it suppressed the fear in her heart. Murong Binglan suddenly turned around and shouted at Ye Wuque's back: "Ye Wuque! You waste! Just wait, wait for Brother Tian to step on you in a month!"

Murong Binglan's words naturally reached Ye Wuque's ears, but he did not stop, only a pair of eyes were shining.

"Murong Tian? Haha, I really can't wait."

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