"In that case, let Hongjie fight you first."
Before Dongfang Longqi finished speaking, another dissatisfied voice sounded around Ye Hong.
"Wait a minute, in that case, this junior also has a suggestion!"
It was Wei Qianling who spoke.
Dongfang Longqi was repeatedly disturbed and interrupted, and suddenly glared at Wei Qianling with some displeasure: "Director Wei, what do you have to say?"
Wei Qianling was so frightened that he shrank his neck after being mocked by Dongfang Longqi.
But he still bravely replied: "I just want to say that with Ximen Hongjie's status, he is not qualified to challenge Brother Ye.
If you want to fight, you have to fight me first. "
"Nonsense!
With all this fighting, do you think Longjiao Peak is a fighting arena? ! "
Dongfang Longqi roared.
But Ximen Hongjie was so angry at Wei Qianling's words that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, even ignoring the anger of Dongfang Longqi.
"What? I'm not qualified?!"
Ximen Hongjie immediately pointed at Wei Qianling and yelled: "Come on, let's see if I don't beat you to a pulp!"
With that said, he walked to the shooting range desperately and made a series of provocative gestures towards Wei Qianling.
"Coward! Coward! Come on!"
Wei Qianling shrugged, smiled at Dongfang Longqi and said, "Look, old man."
"Then stop talking nonsense and fight quickly!"
Dongfang Longqi roared again, his body shaking with anger.
Wei Qianling stuck out his tongue, ran to the center of the shooting range, and fought against Ximen Hongjie.
"You little pretty boy, I will show you how powerful my Yanwu Army's fighting skills are!"
As soon as the two of them stood still, Ximen Hongjie couldn't wait to rush towards Wei Qianling with his fists waving.
The punch is as sharp as stone and full of fierceness.
Perhaps this punch has great lethality among ordinary people.
But Wei Qianling just smiled lightly and gently stretched out his palm.
He slapped his palm forward, and by chance, it hit Ximen Hongjie's fist.
"Destroy it!"
Ximen Hongjie roared angrily, his face full of ferocity.
But the expected sound of broken muscles and bones did not come. Ximen Hongjie only felt as if his punch had been punched into cotton.
Not only was Wei Qianling's hand completely fine, he also had the time to smile strangely at Ximen Hongjie.
"It's my turn, right?"
The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and the palm wrapped around Ximen Hongjie suddenly shrank and condensed into a fist.
Step back, twist your front waist, and strike forward with an indomitable punch!
"[Yewu Zhendian: Sky-Swallowing Night-Swallowing Fist]!"
"boom!"
Fist to fist, like a cannonball exploding between the two.
"Oh-"
With a wailing cry, Ximen Hongjie was completely unable to withstand the violent punches, and his whole body was knocked upside down.
"Bang bang bang—"
Not only that, the remaining punch force caused his body to roll several times on the ground.
If he hadn't stopped in front of the iron target, he would have rolled around for a while.
But even so, he clutched his fists and had almost no strength to stand up. He only had the strength to keep wailing on the ground.
Shangguan Wangxuan's expression changed and he rushed over to help Ximen Hongjie.
With just one punch, Wei Qianling ended the fight cleanly.
Ximen Hongjie's cruel words from the last second seemed to still linger in everyone's ears.
This stunning punch caused the top of the mountain to suddenly fall into silence.
"Yewu Zhendian. Why have you never heard of it
When did the Yan group introduce this ancient martial art? "
Dongfang Longqi stared at Wei Qianling and murmured.
(End of chapter)