"Brother Kuer, what's the matter with you coming to see me?"
Xia Ping asked straightforwardly, he didn't have time to go around in circles with them.
"this!"
Kur's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what to say about it for a while.
"Let me tell you this."
At this time, Tang Mingchen came out and smiled slightly: "Brother Xia, this is the first time we meet. My name is Tang Mingchen. I have heard of Brother Xia's great reputation before, and I was even accepted as a disciple by the Beiming Saint."
"Brother Xia must have great martial arts skills, so we dared to come to the door, wanting to compete with Brother Xia, and want to know the gap between us and Brother Xia."
He looked at Xia Ping with a very humble attitude, and directly put a high hat on Xia Ping.
"Competition? So that's the case, do you want me to teach you martial arts?"
Xia Ping nodded, with a look of sudden realization.
Hearing this, the corners of Tang Mingchen's mouth twitched, even though Tang Mingchen was very deep in the city. This bastard was so thick-skinned, obviously he just wanted to compete with this kid.
But in the words of this bastard, it turned out that they wanted Xia Ping to teach them kung fu. Isn't this already a dwarf? It is obvious that they are taking advantage of them.
The others also bared their teeth, feeling that the bastard was getting more and more arrogant.
Although they knew that they were full of arrogance as saint disciples, they didn't expect to be so blatant. They clearly looked down on them and didn't regard them as people of the same class.
"However, fists and feet have no eyes. We are all brothers in the same sect, and I don't know the severity of my shots. It would be bad if I accidentally beat you all." Xia Ping was worried about this and worried.
Dog days!
Tang Mingchen and the others were so angry that their lungs exploded. If they didn't still have a little reason in their hearts, they would have fought this arrogant bastard long ago.
You must know that their martial arts cultivation bases have all reached the Ruyi Realm, and some of them have reached the peak of the Ruyi Realm, which is a big realm higher than Xia Ping, and their strength is not known to be much stronger.
Even if Xia Ping is a martial arts evildoer, they don't think that this kid can transcend a big realm to defeat themselves, and they are also geniuses, surpassing countless mortals.
But this kid is good, he is still worried that he doesn't know the severity, and accidentally maims them. It's too much. Do you think they are porcelain dolls? The kind that shatters with a single punch.
Their inner anger grew stronger.
"Brother Xia, don't worry, the discussion between the brothers is not in the real world, but in the virtual world." Tang Mingchen smiled, "We can open up a temporary battlefield in the virtual world. In this way, Not only can we exert our full strength, but we can also avoid too much damage."
"Even if you die in the virtual world, it will only weaken your spirit for more than a month, and you will not be fatally injured. In fact, this is also a popular battle between Qiankun sect brothers."
He gave Xia Ping a detailed explanation.
"I see."
Xia Ping rubbed his chin: "Okay, it's interesting to learn from each other, I promise to fight with you."
"Really?"
Tang Mingchen and the others were immediately overjoyed. They didn't expect Xia Ping to agree to fight them so easily. They thought it would take a lot of talking.
They were all gearing up, gnashing their teeth, waiting for the next battle to teach this arrogant bastard a profound lesson and let him know what it means to be tall and strong.
"However, you are still too weak alone, and it's boring to fight. How about it, you all fight together later." Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back, and said loudly.
What? !
Not only Kuer, Tang Mingchen, but also the others were stunned, and they couldn't believe what they heard.
"Brother Xia, what do you mean by that? Do you want to hit us ten together?" Tang Mingchen's eyes widened. He had seen countless things and experienced many dark things. But have not seen such a thing.
The people who came this time were not other disciples, but the top ten disciples in this freshman ranking competition.
Each of them is a dragon and phoenix among men, and they have defeated countless beginner disciples before they stand on top of many beginner disciples. It can be said that their strength is extremely powerful.
Even if Tang Mingchen is extremely confident in himself, he dare not say that he can easily defeat everyone in the top ten. After all, he has reached such a level, and the gap between them is not very big.
If there is such a slight carelessness, it may be defeated in an instant.
But this kid dared to say that one beat ten of them and let them go together? !
Lu Wenhou, Batu, Li Hu and the others had their pupils constricted, and there was a hint of coldness in their eyes. This was simply bullying and bullying them. How much did they want to look down on them?
"That's right."
Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back: "It's too troublesome to fight one by one, it's better to solve all of them together, so that you can also understand the gap between me and you."
"This will be very beneficial to your future martial arts career, and you will be able to realize your shame and be brave."
Nima, this bitch!
Tang Mingchen couldn't wait to pooh that bastard, he hadn't fought yet, the outcome was unknown, yet they were ashamed and brave. Do you know what it means to be thick-skinned? Does this guy know what it means to be humble? !
"Okay, we promise you."
"Since you want to hit ten with one, then we will fulfill you."
"That's right, don't let me let us down, Xia Ping, disciple of the sage."
"That's right, if you get shitted out every minute by us, I'm afraid you won't have the face to be a disciple of Beiming Saint."
Batu and the others were furious at Xia Ping, and immediately agreed to Xia Ping's request. Anyway, this guy wanted to die, so how could they not help this guy and let him learn a lesson!
They decided that this battle would end in an instant, showing an overwhelming gap.
"However, Brother Xia, according to the rules of the Qiankun Sect, every time a disciple fights, there is always a need for a little prize. This is a tribute from the loser to the strong, and it is also the purpose of the sect to impress the loser so that they can be brave after knowing their shame. I don't know what you think how?"
Tang Mingchen looked at Xia Ping.
"Lottery? Of course, no problem. If I lose, I will pay you a hundred Yin-Yang Pills each. If you lose, each of you will have to pay me a hundred Yin-Yang Pills. That's okay, right?"
Xia Ping said with a smile, his eyes lit up, Tang Mingchen's words hit him right in his arms, before he was still thinking about how to earn a lot of Yin-Yang Pills, but he didn't expect that someone would automatically send Yin-Yang Pills to his door.
"No problem, so let's set the battle after three hours."
Tang Mingchen agreed without hesitation, although a hundred yin and yang pills was not a small amount for them, but this was a battle that was sure to win, how could he refuse.
The others also sneered, thinking that this kid was simply an idiot, and he was clearly giving them money.