Chapter 72

The second most powerful of the seven savage disciples is still crushed by Xu Ming!

"Hiss -" the owner of the Huang family, who was still calm to watch the war, couldn't help taking a breath at this time. "How old is Xu Ming? His strength is not much weaker than me!"

The Huang family, an ancient family in Feiyun country, has a rich heritage and is no less impressive than the Lin family. The owner of the Huang family is a congenital master.

"Mr. Huang, that's not necessarily true!" Mr. Zhu sat beside him.

"Master Zhu, with your eyesight, can't you see that Xu Ming's strength just revealed is already at the congenital middle level? Although he should have paid a price to display some kind of secret skill, strength is strength, isn't it? - I said he's not much weaker than me. Is it wrong?"

"Mr. Huang, I mean, Xu Ming is not necessarily weaker than you. Maybe he is stronger than you? You know, Xu Ming's strength has just increased, but one punch has increased. Are you sure that this is all Xu Ming's strength?"

"Yes, how can I forget this!" the Lord of the Huang family patted his thigh and said with emotion, "I didn't expect that there was such an amazing generation in our Feiyun country!"

Master Zhu shook his head: "my boy, if I could have half of Xu Ming's talent, I would die now!"

"Half? Even if my boy has a third of Xu Ming's talent, I'll die!"

"Dad!" the young leader of the Huang family, an elder and disciple of Feiyun Wuge, said, "don't worry, I'm a filial son and will never watch you die!"

dutiful son?

Lord Huang, a father, should have been happy to hear this, but he slapped his son sadly: "look at your coward. The family spent so many resources to cultivate you. You are still in the early stage of internal training! What a waste!"

"Dad..." the young leader of the Huang family was wronged. "My talent is not bad in Feiyun Martial Arts Pavilion, okay? Most of the elders pass on their disciples only in the early stage of internal practice..."

At the same time, the young leader of the Huang family glanced at Xu Ming jealously: "I'm dizzy. How can I be born at the same time as such a genius! My father always uses him to educate me... What's the difference between me and him? Don't you see that all the disciples of the barbarian sect are tortured to tears by him?"

In the eyes of the young master of the Huang family, Xu Ming is a legendary neighbor's child.

In the Feiyun Wuge area, Chi Xue looked at Xu Ming, who was extremely overbearing in the challenge arena.

Suddenly, Chi Xue shook her head and laughed at herself.

"Life is so funny!"

Chi Xue's talent is superior among all the old disciples. Because there are many elders, who are the direct lineage of a large family, who have accumulated accomplishments with resources since childhood; Chi Xue has not used many rare resources before. So basically, Chi Xue's achievements in the future will be higher than those of most elders.

But so what?

Her talent is not worth mentioning compared with Xu Ming.

"I really want to find brother Xu Ming..."

However, Chi Xue shook her head sadly: "however, brother Xu Ming is now a person I can only look up to. He must leave Feiyun country and go to the barbarian sect soon... He and I are not at the same level!"

"Besides..."

"What face do I have to let brother Xu Ming forgive my willfulness?"

"That's it..."

Chi Xue suddenly made a decision to put it down, but can she really put it down?

Suddenly, Xu Mingfu said to his heart, "another obsession has been eliminated?"

This elimination of obsession makes Chi Xue look up to herself regretfully.

No doubt, now that Xu Ming has successfully reached the conditions, this obsession will naturally be eliminated.

"Pond snow?"

Xu Ming couldn't help looking at the Feiyun Wuge area, but he just ran into Chi Xue's eyes, four eyes opposite each other.

Chi Xue's eyes are very complex, and Xu Ming's eyes are also somewhat complex.

Looking at her for a few seconds, suddenly, Xu Ming smiled at her.

And Chi Xue also smiled, laughing like the first melting of ice and snow, very sad and beautiful. Because she has felt that she and Xu Ming can only be ordinary friends in the future.

……

Xu Ming's strength in this battle shocked the whole audience.

Even emperor wenmantuo was stunned for a long time: "I can't understand, I can't understand!"

You know, with his accomplishments, it is reasonable to say that it should be difficult for Feiyun to have battles that he can't understand in China. But just now, he really didn't understand!

Xu Ming's strength is beyond his understanding.

"Your Majesty has made a decision?" the figure in black asked again.

"Maybe..."

……

Xu Ming stood alone in the challenge arena for a long time. He didn't see Zhao envoy send anyone again. He was ready to step down and have a rest first.

It's not because he's tired of hitting the face. Xu Ming just wants to say that it's no problem to hit another 100 faces!

However, today's challenge arena war is, after all, a birthday war to cheer the emperor, not Xu Ming's "face beating performance war". If you punch too many faces, you will certainly make a stiff atmosphere, which is unfavorable to Wen Shuai.

Therefore, seeing that the other party didn't take the initiative to face up, Xu Ming went to the challenge arena.

However, Xu Ming is not in a hurry to hit his face, but someone's face is in a hurry to be beaten.

"Xu Ming, I have a disciple here who is very itchy and wants to compete with you!" Zhao emissary pushed out a black and strong young man.

The black and strong young man's face suddenly collapsed and even whispered: "master Zhao, how can you push me out; I can't even beat Er Hao. I'm definitely not Xu Ming's opponent... Master Zhao, if I don't do enough at ordinary times, you can criticize me, but don't let me go up and make a fool of myself at this time!"

No. 1 was thrown nine slaps by Xu Ming and fainted. No. 2 was finally slapped by Xu Ming. It seems that the black strong boy is looking for smoke when he goes up? It's just a slap in the face, more and less.

"What's not enough? No, you usually do well!" said Zhao messenger. "You think too much. I'm not dissatisfied with you or want to pit you; I'm satisfied with you and want to give you a chance to become famous!"

"The chance to be famous?" the black strong boy asked weakly.

"Yes!" Zhao emissary secretly pointed at Xu Ming and said, "Although he was just powerful, I'm sure he must be at the end of his power now - he is a semi congenital martial artist who has forcibly improved so much strength with secret arts. Do you believe it if he doesn't pay a big price? Now, he must have finished the effect of secret arts and be in a weak state, so he has to step down in a hurry!"

The black and strong boy has a straight mind and is still considering whether to go up and play.

Zhao emissary said again: "if you think, if he is not weak, he will certainly point at us for provocation as he did just now! But he didn't... you go up quickly and defeat him to make a name for yourself! You think, even Er Hao was abused by him, but you defeated him. This reputation is so famous..."

It's a man. How many don't want to be famous?

Now there is such a good chance of fame at hand, and the black strong boy finally doesn't hesitate; if he is afraid to continue to hesitate, this chance of fame will be robbed by other fellow martial brothers.

"Thank you, master Zhao!"

The black strong boy hugged a fist and went straight to the stage: "Xu Ming stop, I'll fight you!"

"Oh?" Xu Ming was surprised that someone dared to come up here?

Didn't he see how he abused number two?

Or does he feel much better than number two?

But now that you're up

"OK, don't introduce yourself. Let's call directly! I'll call you... Number three!"