You're less than one meter tall, who are you? !
He, Song Ming, a tall and mighty thirteen-year-old boy at the fourth level of Qi Refining, can he compare with you, a one-year-old dumpling?
You don't think it's embarrassing, but he still thinks it's embarrassing!
Song Ming couldn't get off the stage at all. At last, he could only turn around and go to Wei Rongxuan: "I'm just asking you if you dare!"
Your sister dares to do it, but if you don’t, you’re just a noob!
Wei Rongxuan sneered, bent down to hold his sister in his arms, and stared at Song Ming indifferently: "Why don't you dare? You may not win me, a gentleman with six arts."
"Ah!"
[Brother, there’s no need for you to take action. Isn’t Song Ming a coward? Then we will send a servant to compete with you. Song Ming, if you can beat the servant, then come to my brother. If you can't even beat the servant, then you are not qualified to compete with my big brother! 】
As she said that, she turned to look at An Mu. An Mu understood her thoughts best and must know what she wanted to do.
"A-A-A!"
[An Mu, come on, torture him! 】
An Mu's cultivation was given by Wei Jiusi, and he regarded Naituanzi as his only master, so he naturally stood up and said calmly: "My slave An Mu, if the master can defeat the slave, then let's compete with the master. If you can’t win, then it seems like your strength is just that!”
"You, you guys!!"
Song Ming was furious. He was waiting for the young Marquis Nanyu, and these people actually sent a servant to compete with him?
Who is this humiliating?
But both Wei Rongxuan and Wei Zixuan stared at him coldly, as if he really didn't deserve it. Song Ming gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, let's do it. Wei Rongxuan, you wash your neck for me and wait. I'll take care of you after I take care of her." !”
A group of people went directly to the martial arts arena.
"Pot, pot...whip..."
[Second brother, give An Mu your whip! 】
The uncle's whip is now in the hands of the second brother. The whip has the attribute of thunder, and it is even more powerful when paired with An Mu's thunder spiritual root!
Soon, the things were handed over to An Mu, and Song Ming and An Mu slowly entered the martial arts field.
With the protection of the protective formation, the competition in the martial arts field will not hurt anyone outside, and everyone cheers for the upcoming competition.
There was anger in Song Ming's eyes. He took out his long sword and wished he could kill An Mu with one strike, then turned around and stabbed Wei Rongxuan through!
"excuse me!"
With a cold snort, Song Ming raised his sword and stabbed. Although An Mu was already at the sixth level of Qi refining stage, he had never used a whip and didn't know how to move. He didn't know how to move with a magic weapon, so he just swung it a few times. , although it was very powerful, but without any rules, Song Ming was quickly cornered.
Song Ming sarcastically said: "It's useless to have high cultivation level, Wei Rongxuan, you will be next!"
Seeing that An Mu was about to lose, Wei Rongxuan spoke calmly from the sidelines and calmly guided: "Steady your mind, control the whip, and don't let the magic weapon control you."
An Mu paused, knowing that this was not going to work, but her qualifications were pretty good, so she immediately understood what Wei Rongxuan meant and adjusted according to his instructions.
Seeing that she had stabilized, the young man nodded with satisfaction and continued to speak, but what he said was the attack moves. An Mu was not lacking in cultivation, but the moves were missing, so Wei Rongxuan gave her the moves.
"One whip first!"
"Snapped!"
A whip was thrown out steadily, and the sixth level of cultivation crushed the fourth level, broke the long sword, and rushed towards Song Ming's door.
"Snapped!"
Cut the cheek and see blood with a whip!
happy!
Before this move could be withdrawn, Wei Rongxuan's second move came over again.
"Whip the whip inwards!"
The third move is as fast as lightning, with a blast of wind!
"Hurry up!"
An Mu made three moves, his whip howling and dancing wildly.
In short, whip, whip, whip him to death~~
Song and Ming Dynasty went crazy. A man, a dignified little marquis, was whipped so hard that he was unable to resist by a maid from Prince Qi's palace. The pungent smell of blood rushed straight into his nose, and there was wind in his ears. It was the whip. The sound of coming.
"Snapped!"
With the last blow, Song Ming fell directly to the martial arts arena and fell heavily to the ground. After this fall, he was covered in blood and was so embarrassed that he could not get up. He lost all dignity, including the pride and face of being a student of Nanjing. Oh, he is so shameless! !
But that wasn't the end yet. Wei Rongxuan came over with milk dumplings in his arms and stood in front of him, looking down at Song Ming who was covered in blood.
With a clean face, he said the cruelest words.
"My maid's cultivation level is indeed higher than yours, but the difference in cultivation level between the two levels in the Qi Refining Stage is actually nothing. The gap in cultivation level between you is not big. However, you are better than her because you have been practicing for many years and are proficient in moves. You have actual combat experience. An Mu has just been promoted to the sixth level and doesn’t understand anything, but you still lost. Do you know why?"
Song Ming gritted his teeth and raised his head, his eyes filled with anger.
"You lose because you are arrogant. What's wrong with your lack of cultivation? I, Wei Rongxuan, can read even though I have no cultivation. I can memorize all the moves, techniques, and secrets. An Mu doesn't need anything. She just needs to stand there, and I will You can let her beat you, Song Ming, how dare you use your humble eyes to look down on others?"
"you!!"
Song Ming was so angry that he wanted to jump up and fight again, but the injuries all over his body prevented him from moving at all. However, Wei Jiusi had happily hugged his elder brother's neck and sneered at Song Ming at his feet.
[Hmph, it’s all because of arrogance. My eldest brother is so powerful. You still want to bully him? Tsk, don’t think about it, Song Ming, Song Ming, your aunt seems to be Concubine Shu, right? I don't know how long I can enjoy the honor and favor of the Song family in Yunzhong. 】
Song Ming felt a thump in his heart.
Is Concubine Shu’s favor coming to an end? How is it possible? Although King Qi has been ignored by the emperor recently, Concubine Shu is still very favored!
He subconsciously looked at Wei Jinhan and saw that there was no expression on Wei Jinhan's face, and the most favored grandson did not respond. It seemed that what the naughty dumpling said was wrong, Concubine Shu would be fine!
Song Ming breathed a sigh of relief. However, because of the victory of Wei Rongxuan and An Mu, almost all the students in the South Prison gathered around Wei Rongxuan. In their opinion, although Wei Rongxuan could not practice, his understanding was much higher than them and he also knew how to practice. Various moves, this is a mobile learning library!
"Brother Rongxuan, can you ask me a question?"
"Brother Rongxuan, please give me some advice!"
"Brother Rongxuan..."
Everyone asked for advice one after another, and even pushed aside Wei Jinhan who was in the way. Wei Jinhan was going crazy.
In the past, these people obviously only revolved around me!
The man who was once admired by the stars was now thrown to the ground. Wei Jinhan was so jealous that he didn't notice that his breath suddenly had an almost imperceptible obstruction.
"So that's the case!"
After Wei Rongxuan's explanation, many people suddenly realized that when they looked at Wei Rongxuan, they felt that this eldest son was majestic, deep and restrained, and he was no worse than the disciples like them.
As they were talking, laughter came from the distance. It turned out that Li Nianmei had been promoted to the fifth level of the Qi Refining Stage.
Li Nianmei was so happy that she laughed as soon as she came out: "Brother Rongxuan, thank you for clarifying my doubts. I have been promoted to the fifth level of Qi Refining!"
"Fifth floor? Congratulations!"
The students around him congratulated him one after another.
"In this way, our Class C class will have two fifth-level students. You and Brother Jinhan will definitely get good results in this year's Qingyun Competition!"
Two fifth levels of Qi refining?
Wei Jinhan frowned, obviously unhappy. Gai Yu was still shouting: "Even if they are all on the fifth level, they are not the same cultivation level. Jinhan, compare with him and see what the difference is!"
Wei Jinhan agreed very much, but he still had to give in. After all, it looked better this way.
"Gai Yu, stop talking."
