Chapter 549

You know, this Wulin meeting is a Shura field. It can be said that most of the experts in the whole Hong Kong city or the whole central plains are here.

After all, the economic development of Hong Kong is very strong. Master cultivation needs resources, which can be provided by Hong Kong.

So many martial artists choose to live here. Although there are not many experts in those aristocratic families, there are many here.

And this time we have to compete for those sites. Zheng Yi's half congenital realm has no status here.

Just like those people of Qi Yuanwu opposite, Qi Yuanwu is an expert in the later stage of entering the holy land. Among his men, there is a man like an iron tower. Ye Shi can't see each other's accomplishments. He should be a power man.

Ye Shi has been in contact with powers, and some powers are also very powerful, so this is equivalent to the middle stage of entering the holy land.

The other two are half saints, but they are obviously powers, and the remaining two should be Qi Yuanwu's men, a congenital peak and a congenital middle stage.

Obviously, the strength of these two people is poor. It all depends on the people in front.

But even so, their strength is much better than Zheng Yiqiang.

The woman in the middle of the congenital period glanced at Zheng Yi and then shrugged: "I'm not interested in this. Go ahead."

She said that she was the expert at the peak of the congenital environment. The man looked at Zheng Yi and then at Chen Yuyao opposite. He had to nod helplessly.

There are some rules in Wulin. There is a woman opposite, so women fight with women. Although he is stronger than that woman, he can only fight Zheng Yi. There is no way.

"OK, I Huang Wenbin will meet you." The man's voice was like giant thunder, and then flew into the challenge arena.

Zheng Yi took a breath, just as Ye Shi expected.

"Can you really win?" Shang Zhilan raised her eyebrows. The strength of the two people was a big difference. If they both won, Huang Wenbin would have to commit suicide and couldn't afford to lose the man.

Ye Shi smiled: "winning or losing depends on how much he loves Chen Yuyao."

The voice was a little loud. Chen Yuyao, sitting on one side, immediately heard it, so he looked at Ye Shi, frowned and said, "brother ye, what do you call this?"

"I told Zheng Yi just now that someone always wants to play the first game. Since he is the weakest, he will play the first game. It doesn't matter whether he wins or not. If he really loves you, he will persist on the stage for ten minutes."

Ye Shi's voice was still loud, and the two people on the stage heard it.

Chen Yuyao was stunned and insisted for ten minutes. Are you kidding? Huang Wenbin on the stage is the peak of congenital environment. If he really wants to beat Zheng Yi, he can slap him for ten minutes? Isn't this heaven's night talk?

Huang Wenbin on the stage looked at Zheng Yi and smiled. He suddenly had an idea in his heart. To be exact, it was a bad taste.

"So it is. I also said that you are so weak. Why are you the first to go on stage? There is another saying. This is good. Don't worry. In ten minutes, I will let you step down in the last three minutes. Ha ha, do you love you or not, you boy, you don't have that life."

Several people under the stage all heard Huang Wenbin's words. Qi Yuanwu laughed, while Chen Yunqing's faces changed slightly.

This Huang Wenbin is really a bad taste. When he is most hopeful, he gives a fatal blow.

Ye Shi's mouth was wide open, so he thought the same as himself.

When the competition began, when Chen Yuyao heard the competition bell ring, she couldn't help looking up. At this time, Zheng Yi's body became tall.

Whatever the reason, he dared to face the ten minutes of death.

As soon as the bell rang, Zheng Yi shook his fists and rushed up directly. Zheng's martial arts is mainly a variant of avalanche boxing. He pays attention to long hair and breathing.

If you fight against an opponent at the same level, you also have an advantage, but if you fight against a Huang Wenbin, it's like a child in kindergarten. When you meet a high school student, it's not a level at all.

Therefore, although Zheng Yi's smashing fist was vivid, he didn't hit Huang Wenbin. Huang Wenbin, like a cat teasing mice, often walked around Zheng Yi's back and kicked him in the ass.

Or he suddenly came to the side and slapped Zheng Yi. Anyway, he was not dead.

"Zheng Yi, admit defeat quickly. You can only be ashamed of yourself." Chen Yuyao looked for half a minute. Zheng Yi had been hurt four or five times, so he shouted loudly.

"Are you kidding? Since I'm here, I'll throw my face here today. I'll stick to it for ten minutes."

Zheng Yi's fists trembled. Although Ye Shi had told him that Huang Wenbin would humiliate him, he didn't expect it to be like this.

The face has swollen up, and the handprint is still on it, which is quite conspicuous. Several footprints on the ass are also instructive.

That is to say, Zheng Yi's cultivation is really too bad, otherwise people would have coaxed away at this time.

It is a kind of courage to fight against a congenital peak after one and a half steps, which is also worthy of people's admiration.

"Ding Ding." This is a three minute bell. In these three minutes, Huang Wenbin slapped Zheng Yi in the face and kicked him in the ass.

"Boy, don't admit defeat. Next, I'm going to take a heavy hand. Don't worry, I won't kill you."

Poof, with Huang Wenbin's voice, Huang Wenbin punched Zheng Yi in the stomach. It was too fast to prevent.

Zheng Yi screamed. He flew two meters away and landed heavily on the challenge arena. As soon as he got up, he vomited a mouthful of blood.

"I'm sorry. I didn't catch the first blow. Don't worry. The next blow won't be so heavy. Of course, you have to have the courage to take another blow." Huang Wenbin grinned and showed eight teeth.

"What dare not." Zheng Yi covered his stomach, propped up his body, then looked at Huang Wenbin fiercely and struggled hard.

Chen Yuyao's heart trembled fiercely. He was not an opponent. Why bother? Is it just to prove that he loves himself? Isn't that stupid?

Huang Wenbin smiled. After giving Zheng Yi a thumbs up, he suddenly came to Zheng Yi again. The sound of broken ribs came. Zheng Yi screamed and flew back one meter again. One rib was broken.

"Oh, you're right. Look at my hand. I'm not obedient." Huang Wenbin said so, but the mockery in his eyes did not decrease at all.

"Admit defeat, Zheng Yi. Hurry up. You can't fight any more." Chen Yuyao shouted anxiously, but Zheng Yi just looked at her and slowly climbed up again.

"Ten minutes, I can definitely hold on to it." Poof, with a mouthful of blood spitting out, Zheng Yi forcibly stood up again and stared at Huang Wenbin in front of him.