"This is...a breakthrough."
Shen Cong was slightly surprised. Before, he was wondering why it took so long to break through to the third level this time. Now it seems that it must have something to do with his state of mind.
The speed of my breakthrough has always been too fast. For an ordinary person, it would take at least several decades to reach the fourth level. However, my strength has become so strong, and my state of mind is sometimes the same as that of the fourth grade. Not available.
It’s like someone who suddenly became rich but couldn’t keep up with their taste.
When the state of mind breaks through to a certain appropriate level, the strength that has been accumulated for a long time will naturally break through.
At this time, the fighting in the market was still going on, and the warriors from the Wang family were obviously slightly better than the warriors from the Zhong family. Especially the leader of the Wang family, whose strength has already reached the eighth level, and should have been there for a long time, and is at the peak level within the same level.
The martial artist from the Zhong family did not reach this level and was slightly weaker. As time went on, he was beaten and retreated.
"Zhong Wuming, admit defeat. You are no match for me, just like your Zhong family is no match for our Wang family! If you surrender now, cut off one of your fingers and get out of Yuncheng. I will spare your life."
"Wang Chengmian, don't be too proud. We don't know who will win until the end!"
"You don't know how to live or die. In this case, I can only send you on your way."
Wang Chengmian shook his head, sneered, and used more powerful killing moves against Zhong Wuming. Zhong Wuming, who was already at a disadvantage, seemed to be even more unbearable now.
Shen Cong, who was not far away, sighed slightly.
"This Zhong family is not strong enough."
At this moment, a leaf fell from the tree due to vibration. Shen Cong stretched out two fingers at will and stuck the leaf in his hand. The vast spiritual energy in his body poured in crazily, and the leaf instantly exuded a green feeling, reaching After reaching the extreme, it is even covered with a layer of golden color.
With a flick of his finger, Luo Ye instantly shot at the Wang family's eighth-grade warrior Wang Chengmian with unstoppable thunder speed. It shot out from the back of his neck, pierced through the entire neck, and then shot into the distance.
After a warrior breaks through the fourth level, he can already release a trace of the spiritual energy in his body to strengthen the weapon, but he cannot break away from his own contact, otherwise, it will automatically lose its effect.
The reason is that the spiritual energy in the body is not strong enough to be condensed, and will quickly dissipate during the release process.
A third-level expert can imbue something with his spiritual energy and use it for long-distance attacks.
You can kill people by picking leaves. This is the first characteristic among the upper three grades!
Wang Chengmian was fighting Zhong Wuming, and he was very interested in the fight. Suddenly, he felt a chill in his neck, and all the strength in his body seemed to be drained away.
His pupils shrank and he covered his neck, blood spurting out uncontrollably.
The sudden change made his eyes full of confusion, and then he staggered two steps and fell directly to the ground with a thud, his eyes full of disbelief.
Just as unbelievable as him was Zhong Wuming and everyone present.
The fighting gradually slowed down, and people looked at this scene with bewildered faces, not knowing what was happening.
"Fa...what happened?"
"No...I don't know. Manager Wang is dead."
"Run away!"
"Don't even think about running away."
Everyone in the Wang family got into a mess and ran away in a panic. The Zhong family was about to chase them, but Zhong Wuming hurriedly called out to stop them.
"Everyone stop, no one is allowed to chase me!"
"Master Zhong, can we just let them go?"
"Yuncheng is the territory of the Wang family. Now that Wang Chengmian is killed, the Wang family will not give up. They will immediately withdraw to Fushui City. Otherwise, if the Wang family calls people over, none of us will be able to escape. Let's go quickly."
"What about our things?"
"No more, throw them all away and leave Yuncheng as quickly as possible. Let's go."
Everyone in the Zhong family also quickly evacuated, leaving countless people talking at the scene.
Shen Cong did not hesitate, he directly used the Fengshen Kick and disappeared in an instant, and soon arrived at the blacksmith shop.
The masters of the blacksmith shop also went to watch the fun, but they did not have Shen Cong's movement speed. By the time they came back, Shen Cong had almost finished breakfast.
Now he found that his appetite for food seemed to have increased, and he became hungry easily.
As his strength increases, his appetite becomes larger and larger, but the elixir can make up for it. When he swallows the elixir, his hunger will be much better. I wonder if his appetite will continue to increase along with his appetite.
If that's the case, that would be very sad.
Don't wait until you become a grandmaster. Every time you fight, you have to carry two jars of white rice, oh no, pills.
Just thinking about it makes me feel a bit shabby.
Hope not.
"Eighth-grade warriors are indeed well-deserved! The masters of the Wang and Zhong families fought really wonderfully."
"Isn't it? My eyes can hardly keep up with their speed, and I can barely see two figures fighting. With such speed, even if they face tigers, leopards, jackals and other jungle beasts, they are probably far better than them."
"The strength should not be underestimated. A pillar as thick as a child's waist can be broken by two people with one punch. It is simply amazing."
The blacksmiths had a heated discussion. After all, for ordinary people like them, this could be regarded as an unprecedented battle!
Eighth grade is already beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"Master Shen, have you gone to see it?"
Shen Cong shook his head.
"Then it's such a pity for you. You played so wonderfully today, it's a rare event in a hundred years."
Everyone felt sorry for Shen Cong, but Shen Cong smiled and refused to comment.
Everyone stands in a different position and looks at things from a different perspective.
They need to look up to the Eighth Grade, and in their own eyes, the Eighth Grade is just an ant, not worth mentioning.
...
In the afternoon, when Shen Cong came home from work, he happened to see several Yamen servants from the Criminal Division coming next door to look for Ruan Hongyu.
"What? Are all the disciples of the Wang family dead? Didn't they stop fighting and have all left Yuncheng?"
"The bodies were found outside the city, not inside the city."
"Could it be that the Zhong family had some ambiguity after the Wang family left, so they asked for a fight again? Are there any corpses of Zhong family disciples at the scene?"
"This is not true, but it cannot be ruled out that the Zhong family took away the bodies of their own warriors."
"Take me to see it."
"yes."
Hearing the conversation between several people, Shen Cong was quite confused. During the day, hadn't the Zhong family been taken away by Zhong Wuming a long time ago? ?
Listening to Zhong Wuming's tone at that time, it seemed that he was very afraid of being retaliated by the Wang family, so he probably didn't kill so much and went to look for trouble for the Wang family.
Could it be that the Wang family made a show of their own in order to find a reason to go to war with the Zhong family?
In this world, there are many ruthless people, so this possibility cannot be ruled out.
But then again, there is not so much benevolence and morality in this world. The strong is king. If the Wang family wants to kill them, there is no need to perform such a full-fledged drama.
Or... is there someone behind the scenes?
