Two and a half hours later, the plane landed, and Wang Teng went straight to the hotel where he was staying with the vehicle that had been prepared for him.After arriving at the hotel, Wang Teng saw Zhang Fei at first glance as if he had been waiting in the cold wind for a long time, and when Wang Teng got out of the car, he greeted him with an excited smile on his face."
Teacher Wang, you can count it, I have waited for the flowers to thank you."
Seeing Wang Teng casually pick up the Pu knife with ease, Zhang Fei hurriedly said, "I'll take it, I'll take it." ”Such a dogleg?
Wang Teng raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure you will take it?"
”Zhang Feina patted his chest: "Can such a little thing still stump me, besides, Mr.
Wang, you are tired of traveling, and you should rest and rest." ”Wang Teng nodded thoughtfully, "What you said makes sense, okay, you can take it." ”As he spoke, he threw the thousands of pounds of Pu Dao over, and the moment Zhang Fei, who was smiling, lifted his hands with his hands, he only felt that the Pu Dao was extremely heavy, as if a car had thrown it over.His figure staggered, crooked as if he was about to fall to the ground, Wang Teng was clasped with both hands, so that he could watch Zhang Fei's movements for a long time."
You can't even hold this little thing, do you?"
was so provoked by Wang Teng, Zhang Fei immediately took a breath of true qi, his feet clicked twice, and after stabilizing his body, he snorted in his mouth, and held up the simple knife.Looking at Zhang Fei's blushing face and thick neck, Wang Teng smiled: "It looks good, lead the way." ”"Gotta ......
Gotcha!
”Looking at Zhang Fei's swaying appearance step by step, Wang Teng shook his head and said, "You have entered the realm of tendon movement and practiced the three meridians, can't you lift it?"
”Zhang Fei blushed, the muscles of his arms were bulging, and his muscles were bulging, and he said word by word: "Teacher Wang, it's not that you don't know how much strength a martial artist has to explode and how much strength he has. ”Wang Teng sighed, shook his head slightly, and said, "It seems that your body still needs to be practiced again." ”Ordinary martial artists have the ultimate strength in cultivation, but Wang Teng is obviously not in common sense, as for how strong he is now, I don't know at all.After all, who is idle and has nothing to do to measure the force.As he walked, Wang Teng asked, "Has anything happened in the past few days?"
”"Huhu......
It's not a big deal, it's just that there is still a week left for Wu San to prepare for the start of the competition, and he is now training hard day and night, threatening to open the sword bone, suppress his peers, and start the road to invincibility from now on. ”Zhang Fei said with a smile: "I don't know when I will wake up, isn't it good to be down-to-earth." ”In fact, what kind of sword bone Wu San shouted in his mouth, Wang Teng also dragged him over to check it carefully, but unfortunately it was almost dissected, and the so-called sword bone was still not found, Wang Teng pondered for a while, seeing that Wu San was so convinced, it should be similar to spiritual will or something.In a certain way, a martial artist visualizes the spiritual map of martial arts and condenses the will of martial arts, and from a scientific point of view, he needs to be convinced of himself in order to condense his spirit to the extreme, achieve the will of martial arts, and then reach the level of interfering with material reality with spirit.It can be said that even a monk who specializes in condensing the divine soul cannot compare the spiritual will with a martial artist.Wang Teng: "It shouldn't be the time yet, Wu San's kendo talent is indeed very good." ”While talking casually, Zhang Fei gasped for breath before informing Chen Gang and Zhang Zixuan that they had been dragged to a meeting.He said excitedly: "The person presiding over the meeting is Sikong Tianyu, the head of the six gates, Sikong Tianyu, the legendary martial saint master, the peak of blood refining and marrow purification, and the person standing at the peak of martial arts!"
”Wang Teng pinched his chin and thought: "The pinnacle of martial arts, I heard that this Sikong Tianyu is still one step away from refining blood and purifying the marrow, otherwise he would not have the appearance of this gray-haired old man, after being reborn, he suddenly felt like he had been reborn, and he had the appearance of rejuvenation." ”"Hey, that kind of character, whether it's the best or not is pretty much the same for us."
Zhang Fei's face was full of emotion, and he was so excited.Wang Teng was dumbfounded, the Martial Saint also has a realm, and the power of a Martial Saint like that of the Great Perfection Realm of Refining Blood and Purifying the Marrow is unimaginable to ordinary people.Take a monk like Ma Zheng who is in the realm of enlightenment, for example, he may be able to retreat under the hands of a martial artist who has just entered the realm of martial saints, but if he encounters a true supreme martial saint, I am afraid that he will be able to distinguish the winner from the loser in one move.The Martial Saint's spiritual will is extremely strong, and it can easily interfere with the material reality, and if the monks perform the so-called condensation technique, they only need to move their spirits and drain the air, and those monks will do nothing.The more the martial arts go to the back, the more fantasy it becomes.It's a pity that the road is broken.After Zhang Fei arrived at the accommodation prepared for him, Wang Teng walked to the window and opened the curtains, and couldn't help frowning, behind this hotel was a super large training ground, rings, wooden figures, and weapon racks.Among them, more than a dozen men and women were scattered among them, practicing their fists and feet, wielding weapons.What surprised him was that almost all of these people's strength was in the Gu Ming realm, and he couldn't help but ask: "Are these all contestants?"
”Zhang Fei leaned on the edge of the window, looked at the cultivation of the people below, nodded slightly, and said enviously: "Yes, Great Xia Kyushu, each state decides three top masters on campus, especially Liangzhou and Yongzhou, when those six people appeared, I thought I had met a grandmaster." ”He snapped his fingers and said with great interest: "There are three in Liangzhou, two of them are men and one woman, one is called Zhang Sen, two meters tall, weighing more than three hundred pounds, a disciple of the Divine Fist, born with divine power, a pair of iron fists are invincible, and the hundred-step Divine Fist is amazing, although he is not a horizontal martial artist, but it is also difficult to hurt a sword, na, you see it is him." ”Following Zhang Fei's point, a man who was tall and tower-like was holding a huge piece of iron with both hands to do chest pushing, his muscles were knotted, full of extreme strength, and his thick finger bones were full of calluses.Wang Teng glanced at it and stopped paying attention, and said casually: "Silver gun wax head, I don't think it's a good thing, I thought it was so powerful." ”This guy does have a lot of strength, but his figure is out of shape, if he meets a focused and sensitive Zhang Fei who listens to it, yes, it is true for Wang Teng, a horizontal martial artist who has been promoted to grandmaster, but for them, this guy is like a tank, several times he has fought with people, and the power of the fist wave stirs the air, making a low whistling sound, which makes people a little suffocated.At least even Zhang Fei, a bystander, is thrilling.Of course, I have seen Wang Teng's methods, and the two of them are completely insignificant in comparison.Wang Teng is pure violence, and his inhuman strength erupts under the rampage.Zhang Fei grinned and said: "This, it can't be compared at all, you are a grandmaster, and he is just a Bone Ming Realm martial artist." ”