Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 357: Go show your turtle fist to the head of Quan Xing Sect and see

No matter how high the level of a strange person is, if he wants to kill someone, he must have a way. This is determined by the author, and it is true. Zhang Zhiwei is no exception. But obviously, you have to find the right way. The way to kill Wu Gensheng is obviously not to rely on a group of young boys to besiege him.

In this way, no matter how many people there are, it will be useless.

Most of these people are rookies, except Xiao Wan from Yanwutang who has fought with He Songling and has some strong skills.

In fact, even if he did not receive instruction from He Songling, his strength should not be underestimated because of his years of practicing the sword skills left by Sun Lutang.

Wu Gensheng also gave him corresponding respect.

"jingle!"

There was a crisp sound of glass breaking, and Wu Gensheng's hand brushed across the emerald green sword light, and the sword light shattered. Xiao Wan felt that he couldn't even gather his Qi for a moment.

Became the target of the first divine spirit on the field.

"This, this?" Xiao Wan was not so frightened even when he was beaten by He Songling in Yanwu Hall. He could completely eliminate his Qi without making any sound. Is he still a human?

The pupils of Quan Xing and the other two also contracted.

"Our leader is really capable of breaking the sword light with his bare hands." Yuan Jingui and Wang Yaozu exclaimed.

The battle continued. After a while, the sunny and cheerful boy Fengping couldn't stand this siege anymore. He took a jar of wine, drank half of it, and then spit it out.

"call!"

Just like the God of Fire clearing the way, the scorching flames made everyone stop and move to the side involuntarily.

"Fengping, what are you doing!" someone shouted.

"Get out of the way, or I'll burn you too." Feng Ping sneered, "I'll also meet Master Quan Xing. Here!"

Feng Ping spoke his last word to Wu Gensheng and threw the jar of wine to him.

"I've been beaten up for a long time, so I'll drink something to quench my thirst." Feng Ping looked at Wu Gensheng with interest and asked, "What did Wang Yaozu call you? Wu Gensheng, is it your name or your nickname?"

"Forget it, this is not the right time." Wu Gensheng threw the jar of wine back to Feng Ping, "I'll treat you to a drink later."

"Well, I'm sorry to offend you!" Feng Ping was no longer the reckless kid who had his fire escape seen through by He Songling at the Lu family compound. He rubbed his fingers and snapped them, and a huge wave of fire rushed towards Wu Gensheng.

And in the very center of the flames, a sky blue flame appeared on Wu Gensheng's body.

Almost in an instant, the fire wave was completely dissipated.

"Such a thick protective qi. Do you think you can rely on it to resist?" Feng Ping laughed strangely, and the flame on his hand turned golden. "Let's see how long you can hold on!"

"Golden Fire! This little brat..." Wang Yaozu exclaimed softly. This Golden Fire is one of the highest fire skills of Huode Sect. It is very difficult to practice it, and most importantly, it is difficult to be qualified to start practicing it.

He never expected that a young man in his early twenties would have such ability.

But, it didn't work.

Wu Gensheng's divine spirit, to be honest, can be solved even by Zhang Zhiwei's thunder method of the old Tianshi version. It's just that the speed of solving it is not as fast as Zhang Zhiwei's thunder replenishment speed.

But it is not impossible to solve.

He could even break Zhang Zhiwei's thunder technique, let alone Feng Ping's gold and fire.

Fengping was caught off guard when he saw a tall figure with blue eyes appear behind Jinhuo.

"what!"

Wu Gensheng rushed forward and was about to punch Feng Ping.

It was just a punch in the air, how could Fengping still be there?
"Fire escape?"

Wu Gensheng had just said two words when he felt an evil wind coming from behind and saw Feng Ping punching him with flaming fist.

"Hey!" Seeing this, Wu Gensheng suddenly increased his speed, turned around and hugged Feng Ping tightly at a speed that Feng Ping could not react at all.

"Got you!"

"I'll catch your grandma!" Fengping cursed angrily and was about to turn into a beam of fire and escape, but unexpectedly his Qi seemed to have disappeared. He couldn't use the fire escape that he had mastered since he was in his early teens.

"grass!"

He was already annoyed that he couldn't escape, and when he saw Wu Gensheng hugging him tightly with a frivolous smile on his face, Huo Dezong's hot-tempered nature came out, and Feng Ping hit Wu Gensheng's nose hard, causing his face to bleed.

Taking advantage of the moment when Wu Gensheng was dazed due to the injury in his nasal cavity, Feng Ping reached out and grabbed Wu Gensheng's hair and punched him hard in the face.

"Boom!"

Then he used a series of combos, and the sounds of "bang" and "bang" were heard continuously on the field, which stunned the onlookers. They didn't expect that Fengping alone could deal a damage output that dozens of people on the field could not achieve.

Shouldn't this win the MVP?
After a series of combos, Wu Gensheng might have liked this sunny and cheerful boy from the Huode Sect, or he might have wanted to use a self-torture tactic to make the Zhengdao group calm down. Anyway, he didn't put up much defense and let Fengping's fist beat him into a miserable state.

But he was the head of Quanxing Sect after all, and he came here to settle the matter for his fellow sect members, not to be beaten. He found an opening and pushed with one palm, hitting the vagus nerve plexus under Fengping's chin, making the young man dizzy. Then he threw a series of punches, all of which hit empty space.

"Hit the target, my friend." Wu Gensheng smiled as he looked at Feng Ping who was dancing in place as if he was drunk.

At this time, everyone saw that Fengping had already lost. Wu Gensheng, as the biggest devil in the whole world, just watched from the side and did not take the opportunity to take Fengping's life. Everyone understood his determination to make peace, but was also a little confused.

How could this big devil be like this?

The most confused one was Gao Gen, so he was the first to stand up.

"Thank you, my men..."

"Oh!"

Before he could finish his words, Fengping punched him in the face.

"Show mercy...get out!"

He knocked this disgraceful thing unconscious with one punch, and then looked at Wu Gensheng again.

"Your Excellency seems to be different from my usual impression of Quan Xing. You seem to be more reasonable. At least that's what you seem to be today."

Gao Gen stared at Wu Gensheng and said, "If you are really the head of Quan Xing Sect, I hope you will do your best to control your disciples in the future."

"Don't talk nonsense, my friend." Wu Gen was happy. This man seemed to be a wonderful person. "I tell you your principles because you are not the whole nature. If my disciples also talk about your principles, then are they still the whole nature?"

Gao Gen was silent for a moment, feeling that he had nothing to say. He grabbed Feng Ping's ear and pulled him up, then turned around and was about to return to the camp. However, he took only two steps and stopped, turning his head to look at Wu Gensheng, and then looked at He Songling.

"Now that we've come to this, I don't have much to say. Let Senior Brother He make the decision."

"I don't make the decision. Someone wants to be beaten. Let him get beaten first. Don't you agree, Ruan Tao?"

He Songling turned to Ruan Tao and said, "Come on, go show your Turtle Fist to Sect Leader Quan Xing."

(End of this chapter)