The black-faced man Zhuoli Getu is a famous strongman in the martial arts association. His reputation is so far-reaching that even Wu Ming knows his name. Although the two sides have never fought, each has heard of the other's name. Now that Zhuo Li Getu is disrespectful to Ye Ming, Wu Ming, as a disciple, of course has to stand up, because in his eyes, this Zhuo Li Getu is not qualified to fight with the master at all.
Zhuoligetu smiled coldly and said: "Bald donkey, you'd better get out of my way. I, Zhuoligetu, am the number one warrior in Mongolia, with the blood of Genghis Khan flowing in my veins. You are no match for me."
"Amitabha." Wu Ming shouted the Buddha's name and said, "Genghis Khan has turned to ashes, you can't scare others."
Ye Ming's eyes have always been on Tang Sheng, who was so arrogant, standing there coldly, with his hands behind his back, staring into the void, not paying attention to Ye Ming. Even though Ye Ming greeted him, he ignored him and only let Zhuo Ligetu stand up and provoke.
Ye Ming smiled "haha" and walked out slowly, saying: "Wu Ming, you monk should not be angry. I will do it."
Wu Ming hurriedly said: "Master, how can such a small thing be done to your great advantage? It is better to let the disciples do it."
Ye Ming: "This Zhuo Ligetu has good qualifications. I think he should be less than 30%, and I want to tame him."
Zhuoligetu was furious. In this world, he only admired the president, and this person actually said that he wanted to tame him. He immediately felt insulted and shouted: "Damn it, I'm going to tear you alive!"
Ye Ming: "My body is strong, I'm afraid you can't tear it apart."
"Go!"
Zhuoligetu shouted loudly, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, making everyone's ears buzz. He was like a gust of wind, rushing over arrogantly, with such momentum that he was like thousands of troops rushing towards him, even Ye Ming nodded secretly. Zhuo Ligetu was two meters long, and his giant-like palm fell from top to bottom like a big lid, falling hard towards Ye Ming.
Ye Ming did not dodge, nor did he use skill. He completely controlled his force and raised his hand to fight.
"boom!"
The two palms collided together, making a sound like a landslide. Ye Ming remained motionless, looking at each other with a smile. And Zhuo Ligetu's veins bloomed, and he used all his strength to repel Ye Ming. But no matter how hard he tried, Ye Ming still looked like that.
"Little guy, let's see how long you can last!" the other party shouted.
Ye Ming sneered: "Little guy?"
After he finished speaking, he took a deep breath, and his body and limbs suddenly swelled. Wu Zun's body can be big or small, and his bones and muscles are like sponges, which is extremely magical. In an instant, Ye Ming turned into a giant man who was a head taller than Zhuo Ligetu. His arms were full of tangled green tendons, and his hands were like bamboo baskets, like the hands of the devil.
Zhuoligetu was shocked and shouted: "Are you a monster?"
In his understanding, it is impossible for the human body to change like this. How did he know that Ye Ming could not only grow in size, but also disperse into Qi, gather into shape, and even turn into dust? That was beyond his comprehension.
"boom!"
Ye Ming exerted a little force, and the stone slab under Zhuo Ligetu's feet suddenly shattered. His feet sank deeply into it, and his face showed an expression of great pain. As a warrior, he immediately knew that he was no match for him. If he continued, he would have to break his muscles and break his muscles. However, in front of the president, he could never bow his head and could only endure it.
Ye Ming asked: "Are you convinced?"
"Not convinced!"
Zhuoligetu said loudly.
Ye Ming added another level of strength, and Zhuo Ligetu's bones all rattled, reaching the limit.
"If you continue to dissatisfy, I will kill you with one palm!" Ye Ming said coldly.
Zhuoligetu was extremely talented and could reach this day. He had no idea how many adventures he had and how many experts gave him guidance. He really didn’t want to die like this. No matter how important the president’s order was, it couldn’t be more important than life, so he grew up. He screamed: "I accept it!"
Ye Ming still didn't let go and continued to ask: "Do you want to have such magical power as me?"
Zhuo Ligetu was stunned and nodded subconsciously: "Of course."
Ye Ming shouted: "Then worship me as your master, and I will teach you the supreme technique!"
Zhuo Ligetu shook his head: "You are just stronger than me." He was still a little unconvinced in his heart.
Ye Ming laughed: "Well, let me show you what the supreme skill is."
After saying that, he threw Zhuoli Getu away, took a lunge, and was in front of Tang Sheng in an instant. Tang Sheng was startled by his indomitable and overwhelming momentum, and he subconsciously dodged to the left. He left, but the dozen or so followers behind Tang Sheng did not move away. They only felt a violent rush, and they were all like scarecrows blown up by the strong wind. They fell to the ground in pieces, and they were thrown to the ground. How embarrassing it is.
Ye Ming failed to hit the target, and suddenly turned into a shadow and rushed towards Tang Sheng like lightning. The latter's expression changed drastically, and he used his best body-lighting technique, dodging left and right. But how can the martial arts on earth compare with the martial arts continent? He only dodged twice before Ye Ming held his shoulders down.
Tang Sheng was immediately shocked and shouted: "Get off!"
"Boom!"
Immediately, he felt a huge force coming, and his upper body was directly pushed to the ground by Ye Ming, sinking deeply into the cement ground.
Ye Ming snorted and said, "I'm talking to you and you ignore me. Isn't it rude?"
Tang Sheng was furious and put his palms on the ground, trying to pull out his body. But as soon as he exerted all his strength, Ye Ming grabbed the back of his neck and pressed hard again.
"boom!"
The ground shook violently, as if the hotel was shaking, and his whole body was pressed into the ground.
"It's useless for you to struggle. If you continue to struggle, I will crush you." Ye Ming threatened.
As expected, Tang Sheng stopped struggling. The feeling in his heart was really mixed and indescribable. After all, he is also the president of the Martial Arts Association, but he was beaten up like this. It is really embarrassing to tell anyone.
"I ask you, are you convinced?" Ye Ming asked, still rubbing the other person's neck, as if to say, if you dare to say you are not convinced, I will break your neck.
Although Tang Sheng's face was buried in the ground, it did not prevent him from saying: "I accept it!"
"Just accept it."
Ye Ming pulled him out of the cement pit, helped him beat the dust on his body, and comforted him: "I didn't hurt you, did I?"
The muscles on Tang Sheng's face twitched a few times and he said, "No."
Ye Ming: "I can't believe that people can actually reach the realm of Wuzong. Although the foundation is not solid, people are really geniuses."
Tang Sheng trembled and asked, "What is Wuzong?"
Ye Ming: "Martial Master, condense the martial spirit." After saying that, he reached out and grabbed it, and a humanoid shadow was lifted out of Tang Sheng's body. This phantom was Tang Sheng's martial spirit. After being taken out, he was frightened and frightened, and shouted: "Spare my life!"
Ye Ming put the martial spirit back again and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, I won't be willing to kill a talent like you. I just ask you, do you want to go to a higher level?"
Tang Sheng was shocked and said without hesitation: "Think!"
Ye Ming: "If you want to, worship me as your teacher."
Tang Sheng immediately knelt down and said "Tong Tong Tong" three times: "Disciple Tang Sheng, pay homage to Master!"
Ye Ming was overjoyed, as if he had got a treasure, and said: "Not bad, not bad. I think you are not thirty years old yet. You will be my disciple from now on."
Tang Sheng bowed again: "Yes, thank you Master!"
Ye Ming nodded: "I want to recruit disciples from the earth, so I hold a martial arts conference. The Li family was originally responsible for this matter, but as the president of the martial arts association, you have to help with this matter."
Tang Sheng immediately said: "Yes, disciple understands."
Everyone was stunned, the development of things was so unexpected. They originally had Tang Shenghui teach Ye Ming a lesson, but they didn't know that the situation had taken such a turn for the worse. They were defeated on the spot and even worshiped their master. However, Ye Ming's strength really shocked them and they all found it incredible.
Tang Sheng put away his arrogance at this time and said: "When I saw Master's acupuncture techniques before, I knew that Master was an expert. But now when I see him, I realize that I completely underestimated Master. If I had earlier Knowing that Master is so powerful, the disciples would never dare to come here."
Ye Ming patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's have a good chat. If you have any questions, just ask."
Everyone stayed outside, and Ye Ming took Tang Sheng back to the luxury suite on the top floor.
Tang Sheng, who was once the president of the Martial Arts Association, was standing there obediently like a primary school student. Even if Ye Ming asked him to sit down, he did not dare to sit down and asked for advice very humbly.
"Master, my disciple is so old. Is there still room for improvement?" Tang Sheng was still worried about the future. He is not as arrogant as he appears on the surface. On the contrary, it is a manifestation of invincible loneliness.
Ye Ming laughed and said, "Are you old? Let me ask you, how old are you this year?"
Tang Sheng said: "Twenty-eight years old."
Ye Ming snorted: "Twenty-eight years old is still too old? The teacher is almost forty. According to you, wouldn't it be even more hopeless?"
Tang Sheng was shocked: "Master is almost forty? But he looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old!"
Ye Ming waved his hand: "I will explain this to you later. Anyway, don't worry. When you get there, my master will definitely train you to be a warrior-level warrior."
"The God of War?" Tang Sheng couldn't help but get excited after hearing this, and asked excitedly, "I wonder how strong the God of War is?"
Ye Ming thought for a while: "I dare not say how powerful the Martial God is in the later stage. But if you are the Martial God in the early stage, you will at least have the ability to kill immortals and Buddhas, fly into the sky and escape from the earth, be able to be big or small, and even be able to escape through the universe, and travel through various places at will. Big world.”
Kill the immortal and kill the Buddha? Traveling around the world at will? Tang Sheng was shocked, his heart suddenly became enthusiastic, and he was full of expectations for the future. All of this was something he couldn't even imagine before, but now he has the chance to become a reality.
Ye Ming: "For this martial arts conference, I want to bring a group of people back to establish my own business, so you have to help me select a group of good seedlings."
Being able to work for Ye Ming, Tang Sheng was naturally very interested and immediately asked: "Master, what are the requirements for selecting disciples? Does it depend on character and qualifications?"