"It's Wang Cheng!"
"Wang Cheng is here!"
There was a commotion in the crowd for a few moments, and then immediately quieted down.
The woman in Wang Cheng's arms was dressed in red, revealing her white shoulders.
Wang Cheng's hands were unscrupulously kneading the woman's body.
"Gulu."
There was a sound of swallowing saliva in the hall, and more than half of the eyes were focused on Wang Cheng's hand, which undulated like a hill in the woman's collar.
The woman's appearance can only be described as average, but in a ghostly place like the Confinement Land, there is a shortage of girls, and it is impossible to have them without strong strength.
At this time, sows have also become a hot commodity.
Zou Guannan stabilized his injury, hid in a corner of the hall, showed his face, and said coldly: "Wang Cheng, you should also be careful, this kid is definitely not a newborn calf!"
Wang Cheng chuckled and said, "Man, I always like to make excuses for my trash."
"you… !"
Zou Guannan was furious, and then his face darkened, and he snorted bitterly: "Then let's see what you are capable of."
A person behind Wang Cheng sneered and said: "In the late stage of Zhenwu, there are only two reasons for not being on the Qianlong list. They didn't participate last year, or they were newcomers who just joined this year. Some newcomers who came in recently didn't hear about it. This person should be a newcomer without a doubt."
Another person said: "I think this kid is only sixteen or seventeen years old. He can reach the late stage of Zhenwu. His talent is indeed terrifying."
"Yeah, this kid, yum, he's quite, yum, fair." The woman in his arms said "hmmm".
"Huh? Have you taken a fancy to this kid?"
Wang Cheng grabbed it hard, and the woman was in pain, with a painful expression on her face, and hurriedly said: "Why, how, maybe..."
Only then did Wang Cheng relax his hand, stretched out his tongue and licked her face, and said, "You bastard, give me peace of mind. If the sows in this hellish place weren't all fairies, you would have the capital to be raped by me." ?Um?"
"Well, Ren'er understands."
The woman said in a low voice, sticking to Wang Cheng's body like a flattery, like a little bird clinging to him, with a docile and obedient appearance.
Wang Cheng just gave up, staring at Yang Qingxuan, and said: "Boy, how did you get in?"
Yang Qingxuan said: "Kill."
"Ha ha."
A group of people burst into laughter.
Wang Cheng even smiled disdainfully: "Nine out of ten people here are murderers. There is nothing to show off."
Another person laughed and said, "Who did you kill? According to the time calculation, it should be the Qianlong Ranking Tournament now. Could it be that you killed someone in the Ranking Tournament?"
Yang Qingxuan nodded, and said with a smile: "Indeed, I accidentally killed a member of the Zuo family. It seems to be Zuo Heng."
Quiet, the hall fell into extreme silence for an instant.
"Huh? Hahahaha!"
Wang Cheng burst into laughter, tears came out, bent down and pointed at him, and said with a smile, "Haha, he said he killed Zuo Heng, haha!"
"Ha ha!"
The other people were all laughing and staggering, "You kid is talking nonsense, do you know who Zuo Heng is? Haha!"
Amidst the taunting, the smile on Wang Cheng's face became ferocious, and he said coldly: "Last year in the battle of the Qianlong list, Zuo Heng already half-stepped into Dzogchen, and killing you as a late stage player is like killing a dog. In this place of confinement, everything is based on strength, not bragging. Besides, I really hate newcomers who talk nonsense and brag!"
"Kill him, kill him, and see what good things can come out of him."
The people behind showed a cruel look, and they all heyed endlessly.
Wang Cheng pushed the woman in his arms away at once, the zhenqi on his body exploded and swirled, and a cloud of black energy gathered on his face, as if he had been poisoned.
His body also began to swell, and every step he took crushed the ground.
"Let me tear up your bragging mouth!"
Wang Cheng formed his hands into a tiger shape, and a black-winged white-fronted tiger emerged behind him, and it melted into his body at once, his body swelled instantly, and his clothes shattered with a hiss.
"Roar!"
The roar of the tiger shakes the mountains and forests!
Wang Cheng came straight down the mountain like a tiger.
Yang Qingxuan was not intimidated by the momentum, but asked in surprise: "A member of the Wang family?"
This move was exactly the "Black Winged Tiger Domineering Style" he had seen before, coupled with the extremely obvious inherited martial spirit, he guessed the opponent's identity in no time.
"Sword!"
Yang Qingxuan grasped it with five fingers, and Dou Guishen fell in his hand and stood in front of him.
"Boom!"
Wang Cheng shot down his hands like tiger claws, and the shock hit Dougui Shenjian, causing waves of air to hit Yang Qingxuan back three or four steps.
Wang Cheng's complexion changed slightly, his palms continued to be pushed out, and more than a dozen tiger paw prints appeared in the void, and there were ripples of true energy under each print, striking down overwhelmingly with incomparable speed.
With a flick of Yang Qingxuan's sword, he slashed towards those palm prints. Sword lights crossed the sky, hitting the tiger's claws together, and there was a "bang bang bang" explosion.
Yang Qingxuan's eyes turned cold, and he sensed the flaw in Wang Cheng's moves. He was about to stab at him with a sword, but suddenly felt his internal organs shrink, and the injury was triggered. Then he slashed Wang Chengzhen horizontally, and he also stepped back seven or eight steps. , to increase the distance.
Then he took out a few healing medicines and swallowed them.
"He has a pill on him!"
One screamed, full of joy.
In the place of confinement, apart from women, the most lacking thing is all kinds of supplies.
The people around couldn't help but stepped forward a few steps, with greedy eyes in their eyes, as if they had forgotten how terrible Yang Qingxuan was.
"Hey, you really have a lot of money."
Wang Cheng licked his lower lip, leaned forward, his claws landed on the ground, his whole body turned into a tiger shape, he opened his mouth and roared, "Go to hell!"
"Roar!"
The entire hall was shaken, Wang Cheng's body turned into a tiger in the sky, his face was half demonized, his ferocious aura made people shudder and frighten people's hearts.
Yang Qingxuan raised his hand, fighting ghosts and gods in front of him, his eyes were as ethereal as the sky, making people unpredictable.
Wang Cheng had an inexplicable chill in his heart, a bad feeling, and he couldn't explain why, but he quickly rejected this feeling, because this way of transforming into a demon, no one can stop him in the late stage of Zhenwu!
At this moment, three more people descended from the stairs at the corner of the hall.
Two new offenders were sent in, and an old student followed them obediently after beating them up.
Both of them had bruised noses and swollen eyes, and their heads were downcast.
One of them saw the fight in the hall, so he squinted his eyes, and suddenly his whole body trembled, and he shouted: "Yang Qingxuan?!"
"Um?"
The old student was also very shocked. He didn't know who could fight Wang Cheng on a par. He asked in a deep voice, "Who is this Yang Qingxuan? Is he very powerful?"
"Gulu!"
The person who lost his voice swallowed with difficulty, his body trembling violently, as if he saw some terrible demon, he shouted in horror: "He killed the half-step original martial artist in the just-concluded qualifying battle. Zuo Heng, the man who stepped into the Four Kings!"
"Hey!"
The sound was like a frightening bell, resounding in the hall, everyone's brains buzzed, and they suddenly gasped!
(end of this chapter)