Chapter 1709 The Miserable Wu Hong

"Uncle, can we also sign up?"

The little wolves of the wolf tribe looked eager to try.

They were sure that with their talents, there would be no problem in entering the rankings.

After all, they came from the God Realm, and their cultivation talents were beyond doubt.

They were not sure how high they would rank, but there would be no problem in entering the rankings.

"We must go, there should be no problem for you to be on the potential list!"

For the lone wolf, it was more than enough for these little wolf cubs to enter the potential version.

That night, many people stayed up all night, and they were all talking about the battle power list.

Many people came to the front of the store early to line up and enter the Conferred God Hall to start signing up.

Most of these people who came to line up early had no possibility of entering the rankings.

These people basically came to participate and see the excitement.

After all, participation is important.

Those who can really be on the battle power list or the potential list are very calm.

After all, there are still two months, so there is no need to rush.

Outside the store territory, Wu Hong had a smile on his face.

Although he was nagged by his cheap father when he went back yesterday.

He told him to give up the idea of ​​pursuing Zhao Yafang, saying that with your talent, you shouldn't think about living off others.

This made Wu Hong very unhappy, and he left the station early in the morning and walked towards the store.

"Hehe. It's impossible to be the first on the combat power list now, but should I take the first on the potential list?"

Wu Hong thought as he walked. He knew his own situation on the combat power list, but he was very confident in the potential list.

Who is he after all?

He is a demon-hearted evil monk who used a hundred years to transcend the tribulation and ascend.

Although he has taken over the body of a waste now, his potential still exists.

It is not difficult to take the first place on a small potential list.

However, he does not want to expose himself to the public and let too many people pay attention to him.

Especially the shopkeeper Yang and his clerk.

Wu Hong now has a general information about Yang Feng through visits.

However, apart from the basic information, he can't find out other information at all.

If he wanted to get more information, he had to get into the store.

Otherwise, even if he investigated for another hundred years, he would not be able to find out anything.

Once upon a time, he also wanted to give up this task and practice well.

However, whenever Wu Hong had the idea of ​​giving up investigating Yang Feng, his soul began to fluctuate violently.

An unbearable pain broke out in his soul sea.

Now Wu Hong understood that he could not even think about giving up investigating Yang Feng.

For this reason, Wu Hong came to a conclusion that you can investigate Yang Feng slowly, but you cannot not investigate.

Now Wu Hong was in a dilemma. If he did not make some big noise, he would not be able to get in touch with the internal affairs of the store.

If he made a big noise, he was afraid of Yang Feng's attention.

Thus increasing his chances of being reborn,

Just when Wu Hong was in a dilemma, a group of more than a dozen big men appeared behind him.

"Boy, stop."

One of the big men in the lead called Wu Hong aggressively.

"Who are you? Why do you want to call me?"

Wu Hong slowly turned his head and looked at the dozen fierce men.

Looking at the dozen men with aggressive looks, Wu Hong had a bad feeling in his heart.

After all, no matter who it was, it could be seen that these men were here to pick a fight with him.

The leading man looked Wu Hong up and down and asked coldly: "Haha. Boy, your name is Wu Hong?"

Wu Hong did not deny it. He nodded and said: "Yes, my name is Wu Hong. What do you want to call me?"

When the men heard this, they showed ferocious expressions on their faces, especially the leader.

Pointing at Wu Hong, he said viciously: "Hit him, hit him hard."

Before Wu Hong could figure out what was going on, a big slap hit his face and slapped him five or six meters away.

Wu Hong was stunned. What the hell was going on?

He was slapped in the face for no apparent reason. Looking at the dozen fierce men, Wu Hong looked incredulous: "How dare you?"

People not far away saw the situation here and came to look here.

This place is not a shop. Let alone hitting someone, even if someone is killed, the shop will not allow it.

"Bang!!"

Another fierce man kicked Wu Hong in the chest who had just stood up from the ground.

This kick made him fly more than ten meters and hit the ground hard.

Wu Hong spit out a mouthful of blood and looked at the enemy opposite, his anger burning.

"Assholes, you dare to hurt me." Wu Hong was so angry at the moment that he didn't know what happened.

He was slapped and kicked.

"You all die!" Wu Hong got up again and rushed towards the group of men.

"I'll kill your mother, and you are worthy of it?"

The group of men looked at Wu Hong with contempt. If they didn't want to save his life, they would have kicked him to death long ago.

There were flashes of light in Wu Hong's eyes. His spirit had recovered a little in the past few days.

He wanted to use his soul power to deal with the dozen big men.

With his current soul power, there was no problem in killing the dozen transformed monsters.

These dozen big men were not human beings, but monsters that had transformed into human forms.

The leader was in the transformation realm, and the other dozen were all in the heaven realm.

This point could not escape Wu Hong's perception.

"Hehe. In this case, you will bear my wrath next!"

Wu Hong was just about to mobilize the soul power to kill the dozen monsters.

However, the next moment he was stunned.

"How is it possible? Why can't I mobilize the soul power in my body?"

Wu Hong's face changed drastically. This little soul power was his current life-saving power.

Now, he couldn't mobilize it. Isn't this too weird?

The dozen monsters looked at Wu Hong's constipated face and laughed disdainfully.

"Haha. So you're just pretending. Come on, brothers."

Next, a dozen or so demon beasts transformed into human form punched and kicked Wu Hong.

But they were still sensible and didn't kill him.

Otherwise, Wu Hong couldn't even bear their eyes.

"Puff!!"

Wu Hong spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, his expression was listless, and his body was covered with scars.

Great shame! !

This was the most humiliating thing he had encountered since he started practicing.

Looking coldly at the dozen or so demon beasts, Wu Hong's voice, as if from the underworld, rang out!

"If you have the guts, leave your name."