"Brother Kuhl, is there anything you came to see me for?"
Xia Ping asked bluntly, he didn't have time to circle with them.
"this!"
Kur's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what to say about it for a while.
"Let me do it."
At this time, Tang Mingchen walked out and smiled slightly: "Brother Xia, when I first met, my name is Tang Mingchen. I have heard of Xia's famous reputation before, and he was even accepted as a disciple by the sage of Beiming."
"Presumably Brother Xia must be able to martial arts, so our group of people ventured to come to the door, wanting to compete with Brother Xia, and want to know the gap between us and Brother Xia."
He looked at Xia Ping with a very humble attitude, and directly put a high hat on Xia Ping.
"Competition? So that's it, do you want me to give you some tips on martial arts?"
Xia Ping nodded, his face suddenly realized.
Hearing this, it was because Tang Mingchen's city mansion was very deep, and he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. This bastard's cheek was so thick that he clearly wanted to compete with this kid.
But in this bastard's words, it turned out that they wanted Xia Ping to give some guidance. Isn't this already a dwarf? It is clear that it is taking advantage of them.
The other people are also snarling their teeth, feeling that this bastard is becoming more arrogant.
Although they had known that they were arrogant as disciples of saints, they didn't expect to be so blatant.
"But I have no eyes, everyone is the same brother, and I don't know the severity of my shots. It would be bad if I accidentally beat you to a disability." Xia Ping was worried about this.
It's a dog day!
Tang Mingchen and the others are so popular that they have exploded. If it weren't for a bit of sane in their hearts, they would have beaten this arrogant bastard a long time ago, and this bastard is nowhere to be seen.
It is necessary to know that all of their martial arts cultivation bases have reached the Ruyi Realm, and some are even the Ruyi Peak cultivation level, which is a realm higher than Xia Ping, and their strength does not know how powerful they are.
Even if Xia Ping is a martial arts evildoer, they don't think that this kid can surpass a big realm to defeat him, and they are also geniuses, surpassing countless mortals.
But this kid is good. He is also worried that he doesn't know the severity and accidentally beat them. It's too much. Think of them as porcelain dolls? The kind that smashes with just one punch.
Their inner anger grew stronger.
"Brother Xia, don't worry, the discussion between the senior brothers is not in reality, but in the virtual world." Tang Mingchen smiled and said, "We can open up a temporary battlefield in the virtual world. In this way, Not only can we give full play to our strengths, but also we won't suffer too much harm."
"Even if you die in the virtual world, you will only weaken your spirit for more than a month, and you will not be fatally injured. In fact, this is also a popular battle between the Qiankun school brothers."
He gave Xia Ping a detailed explanation.
"I see."
Xia Ping touched his chin: "Well, the discussions between the brothers and sisters are also very interesting. I promised to fight with you."
"Really?"
Tang Mingchen and the others were overjoyed. They didn't expect Xia Ping to agree to fight with them so easily. They thought it would take a lot of talking.
All of them are gearing up, gnashing their teeth, waiting for the next battle, to teach this arrogant bastard a deep lesson, and let this kid know what the sky is high and the earth is thick.
"But you are still too weak alone, and it's boring to fight, so let's wait for you all to come together." Xia Ping stood with his hands in his hands, said dalatan.
What? !
Not only Kuer, Tang Mingchen, and even the others were stunned. They couldn't believe what they heard.
"Brother Xia, what do you mean by this? Going together, do you want to beat us ten?" Tang Mingchen's eyes widened. He has seen countless things and experienced many dark things. But I have never seen such a thing.
The people who came this time were not other disciples, but the top ten disciples in this freshman ranking.
Each of them is a dragon and a phoenix among the people, and has defeated countless entry-level disciples before standing on top of the peak of many entry-level disciples. It can be said that their strength is extremely strong.
Even if Tang Mingchen is extremely confident in himself, he dare not say that he can easily defeat everyone in the top ten. After all, he has reached such a state, and the gap between them is not very big.
If there is such a slight carelessness, it may be defeated in an instant.
But this kid actually dare to say that one hits ten of them and let them go together? !
The pupils of Lu Wenhou, Batu, Li Hu and others shrank, and all of them showed a hint of cold light. This is simply bullying and bullying to their heads, to what extent they want to look down on them.
"Yes."
Xia Ping stood with his hand: "It's too much trouble to fight one by one. It's better to solve them all together. This will also let you know the gap between me and you."
"This is very good for your future martial arts career. You can know your shame and be brave."
Nima, this bitch!
Tang Mingchen could hardly wait for this bastard to take a bite. He hasn't beaten it yet. The outcome is unknown. He actually made them feel ashamed and brave. Do you know what is cheeky? Does this guy know what modesty is? !
"Okay, we promise you."
"Since you want to hit ten each, then we will fulfill you."
"Yes, don't let me down, saint disciple Xia Ping."
"That's right, if we shit in minutes, I am afraid you will have no face to be a disciple of the North Ming Saint."
Batu and others were considered angry by Xia Ping, and immediately agreed to Xia Ping's request. Anyway, this guy wanted to die, how could they not finish this guy and let him learn a lesson!
They decided that this battle would end in an instant, showing an overwhelming gap.
"But Brother Xia, according to the rules of the Qiankun School, every time a disciple fights a decisive battle, he always needs a little bit of money. This is a tribute to the strong from the loser. how?"
Tang Mingchen looked at Xia Ping.
"The lottery? Of course there is no problem. If I lose, I will each pay you 100 Yin-Yang Pills. If you lose, each of you will have to pay me 100 Yin-Yang Pills. That's okay."
Xia Ping said with a smile, his eyes lit up, and Tang Mingchen's words were in his arms. He was still thinking about how to earn a lot of Yin Yang Pill before, but he didn't expect someone to automatically send Yin Yang Pill to his door.
"No problem, so we will set the battle in three hours."
Tang Mingchen promised in one fell swoop that although one hundred Yin Yang Pills were not a small number for them, it was a battle that was sure to win, how could he refuse.
The others also sneered, thinking that this kid was a idiot, making it clear that he was giving them money.