"Boss, didn't you kill the disaster?" Zhang Feng walked into the contestant's rest area and sat next to Wuming.

Looking at Zhang Feng who had just left the seclusion and happened to be in the battle, Wuming smiled softly. After this retreat, the glare in Zhang Feng's eyes was even better than before. His sharp eyes were like two knives that broke people's hearts and lungs. Obviously, he had made new progress in this retreat.

The path of martial arts does not mean that when you reach the higher end, you will return to nature. It looks like an ordinary person.

Everyone’s martial arts paths are different. Some people are moving back to the natural and ordinary people, while others are like Zhang Feng. The more they are, the more they are like a high-quality sword, showing their sharpness!

"Maybe, more than one disaster. Or..." Wuming frowned: "Or, someone pretended to be the name of disaster."

"Impersonation?" Zhang Feng shrank his neck: "If anyone dares to pretend to be a disaster in this world, I think it must be you. If you want to commit suicide, you can hang yourself or wipe your neck. There is no need to cause disaster..."

"Impersonating a disaster..." Wuming's eyes suddenly lit up, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Impersonating a disaster is a good suggestion."

Zhang Feng was startled: "Impersonating a disaster? Head, are you kidding me?"

Wuming smiled mysteriously and asked Zhang Feng: "What do you think?"

Zhang Feng sighed: "Actually, I hope you are joking."

"Is that true?" Wuming looked up at the sky, with a few strands of thrills flowing out of his eyes: "I really hope this is not a joke."

"Have!" Zhang Feng had a bunch of hands: "You are crazyer than me."

Jiang Wufeng also walked into the contestants' rest area, with a pair of eyes that could be called artistic. He glanced at the two people fighting on the ring and sat down.

Zhang Feng leaned forward, and his whole face continued to press on Jiang Wufeng's handsome face, staring at the other party for a long time.

Jiang Wufeng, who had always been indifferent, stared at Zhang Feng's provocative look for a long time. He couldn't stand it. He asked lightly: "May I ask, do you have something to do?"

"A little bit." Zhang Feng said seriously: "Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Boyfriend?" Jiang Wufeng was stunned. This was the funny joke he had ever heard. He was a big man and would be asked by the other party if he had a boyfriend.

Zhang Feng scratched his scalp and said with an awkward look: "Actually, this is the case. Brother, someone has fallen in love with you. I want to ask if you are interested in him..."

Zhang Feng made an ooxx gesture.

Jiang Wufeng smiled helplessly. It seemed that his appearance was too delicate, and someone had misunderstood his gender.

"I am a man." Jiang Wufeng corrected Zhang Feng's gender cognition mistakes.

"I know." Zhang Feng was not surprised at all, but said seriously: "If you are a woman, I won't look for you anymore. My brother said he is also a man. He said that he would know that you also like men, so..."

puff…

Domotoki, who was drinking water, sprayed out the water he had just drunk. No matter how cold he was about anything, he still could not resist Zhang Feng's landlords going crazy.

Heglis smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking to himself that fortunately he had not provoked this guy. It would be better to deal with hypocrites than to be irresistible with these nonsense, and he could deal with shameless attacks on the ground soldiers and gangsters at any time. It would be much better.

The others looked at Zhang Feng in amazement, thinking that this kid had a broken head? He dared to provoke the successor of Erjiang Island? Not to mention the powerful Erjiang Island power behind Jiang Wufeng. Even Jiang Wufeng's own strong strength is enough to make any young master fear.

As the successor of Erjiang Island, Jiang Wufeng, no one dared to be so arrogant to him. His face darkened, and the temperature in the air was even more severe.

"Really. My brother said that as soon as he saw your butt, he knew that you like to be someone..." Before Zhang Feng finished speaking, he had retreated four feet away. There were more than a dozen sharp icicles standing on the place where he had just stood and the route where he retreated.

"Referee!" Zhang Feng wiped his forehead and sweated coldly, shouting at the referee's seat: "Someone here is in the rest area, attacking others! According to the regulations, we must disqualify him from his qualifications, right?"

Jiang Wufeng was only angry. When he heard Zhang Feng's shouting, a layer of frost condensed on his face. He had always been calm, but he was unknowingly beaten the opponent's aggressive general without even saying that, but he was also pulled into the rules of the championship.

"You provoke first, each of you will be warned." One of the referees on the referee's table replied: "If any of you two take action, they will be sentenced to defeat together."

"It's not very fair." Zhang Feng looked unfair: "I was attacked."

The 150 soldiers in the camp are famous for being unreasonable. Although the referees wanted to directly send Zhang Feng out of the championship, they thought that they might be beaten and their families might be thrown away by rats. They pretended not to hear Zhang Feng's complaints to avoid the squid candy being stuck. That would be miserable.

Seeing that the referee didn't say anything, Zhang Feng walked towards Jiang Wufeng again with a sarcastic smile: "Don't be angry, I just told the truth. My brother is very sincere, let's consider it..."

Jiang Wufeng showed a murderous look and stared at Zhang Feng. If it weren't for fighting Wuming and competing for the title of the first master of the younger generation, it would have been more critical. One hundred ice roars and two hundred water puppets had already smashed over, and he wouldn't believe that he wouldn't be able to kill this bastard.

"Do you know, don't you? I'm the successor of Erjiang Island?" Jiang Wufeng looked at Zhang Feng coldly, his tone with indescribable murderous aura.

"I know!" Zhang Feng shrugged: "We leaders don't take disaster seriously. If I take Erjiang Island too seriously, I will be ridiculed and despised when I return to the camp."

Jiang Wufeng looked at Zhang Feng with some confusion. Could it be that this kid had a problem with his mind? Is Erjiang Island's deterrence power not as terrifying as being ridiculed when he returned to the military camp?

"Haha." Zhang Feng suddenly laughed: "Actually, I know you don't dare to go back and use the power of Erjiang Island to deal with me. After all, you are also the successor of Erjiang Island. Using power to deal with a small person like me is the real face of Erjiang Island."

Jiang Wufeng frowned slightly. It was not until this moment that he realized that he could only use his fists to talk to the gangsters. If he was competing, perhaps only shrews who dared to curse the streets could compete with these gangsters.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Wufeng simply closed his eyes, and at the same time, his two ears also wrapped a layer of water barrier, and he did not listen to Zhang Feng's words.

At this time, an exclamation came from the audience in the arena. The missing hotel Wu appeared silently near the contestant's rest area.

Wu was not dead? So was Wuhui a disaster? Or did he get rid of the disaster? He just arrived at this venue? So did he see the disaster clearly?

Many people are praying in their hearts that it is best not to be a disaster! Otherwise, the competition for the No. 1 master in the army would really become extremely dangerous.

Domotoki, who had been sitting upright and rarely spoke, stood up at some point, and his body shook slightly in front of Wudi.

Wu, this person with a strange name, is just like his name. It is ordinary, and it is to the most common level. Many people have seen him once. They will never remember seeing him when they meet for the second time.

He looked at Domotoki in front of him with expressionless expression. Domotoki stared at Wu quietly for a long time.

"Damage, I'm very happy to see you." An excited light suddenly burst into Domoto Kidi's eyes: "I hope that in the next battle, you and I can be the opponent."

The contestants were slightly stunned. How did Domotoki determine that the other party was a disaster? Is this guy really crazy? He dared to fight against the other party even though he knew that the other party was a disaster? Is he not afraid of death? Or was he already tired of survival? Although the power of the Five Heroes is not small, the power of the disaster cannot be underestimated.

Heglis chuckled softly, Mingjian closed his eyes to rest. No one knew what he was thinking, and Jiang Wufeng cast a few admiring eyes at Domotoki. As young and top-notch masters, they could guess Domotoki's thoughts.

Wuming killed the descendant of the disaster with one arrow. Domotoki always thought he was Wuming's real opponent, so he also wanted to kill a disaster! Only in this way can his restless heart calm down.

"You?" Huai forced a smile and shook his head gently: "I don't want to fight you."

Everyone was stunned. The disaster, which has always been regarded as a mentally ill, refused to fight Domotoki? Did he look down on Domotoki, or...?

The disaster took a step back and wanted to bypass Domotoki, and continued, "I like to kill people, but I don't like to fight the madman."

Many contestants nodded when they heard the words of Danger, saying that they were yes. Danger could be regarded as saying their voice. In the eyes of everyone, Domotoki's madness was enough to make him not afraid of any opponent, and at the same time it could also bring strong pressure to others.

When a mentally abnormal mentally ill patient is a murderer, he encounters Domotoki who doesn’t take his life seriously and is even more crazy than a mentally ill, who will be afraid of whom?

Domotoki flashed and blocked the disaster's way again. The referees on the referee's bench were immediately frustrated. Why are the young people now unruly coming? The slander who was just now calmed down, and the successors of the five heroes here started to cause trouble again. It was really uneasy.

Dan frowned, and suddenly murderous intent appeared in his eyes. The short distance between the two men quickly heard a series of weapons intersecting, and the murderous aura swept across the entire contestant's rest area.

After a brief fight, the two of them took a step back. Tan and Domotoki almost simultaneously let out a satisfied sneer. Before everyone could react, they each returned to their rest seats.

The referee on the referee's seat, look at me, and I look at you, and finally pretended that he didn't see the battle just now, and continued to pay attention to the battles on the ring.

The people in the rest area of ​​the other contestants looked at the two people who had just fought and retreated. They cursed in their hearts, these two mentally ill, madmen! I pray that they could stand on the same ring in the next battle and die together in the end.

The nameless world aimed at scanning the other contestants, trying to find out the killer sent by Liangshan. When it reached the top 32, it was not revealed yet. Such a person not only had luck, but also had amazing strength.

Huh? Wuming raised his eyebrows until the top 32 seats, and he discovered that Sima Qingshan, a real descendant of the Sima family, had practiced the evil ancient martial arts "Sunflower Book" and had also entered the top 32.

It's just a first-level strength. He actually entered the top 32. Wuming frowned. Is this his luck or the evil "Sunflower Book" that has a more magical side.

Sima Qingshan felt someone staring at him, turned his head and touched Wuming's gaze, then nodded politely and smiled, looking like a grand gentleman. If Wuming hadn't known it, it would be hard to imagine. This young man was behind him that day, trying to dig a corner of the camp.

Kill him! A thought that even he was surprised suddenly passed through Wuming's mind. Sima Qingshan's clothes were soaked by his cold sweat at the same time.

In an instant, Sima Qingshan clearly felt Wuming's naked murderous intent. It was not a simple murderous intent, but the idea of ​​wanting to kill him from the bottom of his heart.

Sima Qingshan looked at the ring hesitantly. This time, it was the best opportunity for the Sima family to rise again. As long as the performances on the ring were so heartbreaking, it could not only win the sympathy of the people of the imperial capital, but also create the image of a real man.

Abstaining from power? You can avoid Wuming's attention in a low-key manner. Continue to work hard and you can get the attention of the people of the imperial capital, but you can also get Wuming's attention.

Sima Qingshan took a deep breath, and Wuming instantly murderous intent was like a mountain that could not be removed, pressing heavily on his heart.

As a member of the ancient martial arts, Sima Qingshan knows Wuming's strength better than anyone else. Such a fierce performance has long surpassed the scope of ancient martial arts. Now Di Wuming has embarked on a warrior path that belongs entirely to him. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a new ancient martial arts.

Looking at Sima Qingshan with a hesitant look on his face, Wuming frowned slightly. He saw him sending him "Sunflower Book" pitifully that day, but he didn't expect that the one who saved it was a frozen snake.

Kill him! This thought flashed through Wuming's mind for the second time. At the same time, the story of "The Farmer and the Snake" also flashed through his mind.

A man without a penis can do anything under the mentality of inferiority complex! It is safest to kill him in advance!

Wuming's eyes became more and more murderous intent. Several young masters who were qualified to fight him, who were sitting near him, felt the strong murderous intent on Wuming's body, and looked down at the ground, looking at Sima Qingshan, who did not dare to look at Wuming.

What's wrong with this man? Why did it arouse Wuming's murderous intent? Domotoki's eyes even showed a warlike light. He was interested in fighting against any opponent Wuming wanted to fight with those people.

Ming Jian looked at Sima Qingshan's hands carefully. As a man, he actually had skin that was even more glossy and tender than a woman. He had no beard on his chin, and even an Adam's apple...

Several young masters all showed a look of doubting whether Sima Qingshan was a man.

As an incomplete man, Sima Qingshan was particularly sensitive in this regard, and everyone's suspicious eyes hurt his heart deeply like needles.

"Wu Ming! I am seen like this, it is your attention to me, which is caused by it!" Sima Qingshan's excited cheeks kept twitching, and his anger became more and more intense in his chest. I must kill you! I must repay the shame you gave me to you twice!

In order to achieve my goal, I must endure it! I must endure it! Sima Qingshan clenched her fists tightly, stood up and walked towards the referee seat.

Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted by Sima Qingshan's actions. Why did this young man who relied on his identity and made a quick move and strangely break into the top 32?

"I abstain from the right."

"What?" The referee on the referee's seat was a little surprised. Although Sima Qingshan's opponent was a second-level expert, this young man did not have a record of defeating the second-level expert. How could he suddenly abstain?

"Anyway, I abstain." Without giving anyone a chance to speak, Sima Qingshan turned around and walked into the channel for the player to exit the field.

The audience felt a little reluctant to look at Sima Qingshan's lonely back. This young master was born in the wrong era. If he was in an era without genius, he would be considered a hero of his generation.

No one knew that when he walked into the passage, Sima Qingshan, whose back looked a little lonely, had a hideous expression on his face.

He hated Wuming! He hated Wuming for taking away Li Jia, hated Wuming for having such a high status among the people, hated Wuming's camp, which was better than his camp's troops and horse equipment, hated Wuming for having so many loyal subordinates who worked for him, hated Wuming for his high and almost giving away his expression that day, and threw him a book of "Sunflower Book"!

Under the strong hatred, Sima Qingshan's face became a little distorted. Even Wuming kindly admired his unyielding will that day and gave him a book "Sunflower Book", which was thought to be Wuming. It was a high-ranking alms.
Chapter completed!