Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 67 Provocation
"It's hard to stick to ten tricks?" Liu Yan was very surprised, her rosy lips opened into a seductive arc.

"It's too exaggerated. Both of them have the strength of the ninth level of Body Refining Realm, and both of them awakened middle-grade martial arteries. How can you conclude that Jiang Han will definitely beat Qiu Dingjun?" Liu Fei couldn't believe it either.

Jiang Mo shook his head without explaining.

He clearly knew how much perseverance Jiang Han, who had always been a loner, had in martial arts training.

Even without any training resources in his family, Jiang Han reached the ninth level of Body Refining Realm with his own perseverance, and successfully awakened the middle-grade martial arteries.

A warrior's strength is certainly related to talent, but more importantly, it is perseverance!

In the wild hunting battle, Jiang Han used his own strength to kill a first-order wild beast.

And in Heifengling, Jiang Han's sword that killed Qingmulang was enough to show that his real strength is by no means as simple as it appears on the surface!
In the field, the two have already exchanged hands.

The surrounding disciples also stared at the two of them intently.

Qiu Dingjun took the lead, his arms were extremely long, he stretched out and swung towards Jiang Han's face.

The fierce wind hit, Jiang Han lowered his body slightly, and flexibly dodged Qiu Dingjun's blow.

The next moment, Jiang Han's left leg suddenly swept towards Qiu Dingjun's lower body.

Although this person was tall, he was not flexible. The moment Jiang Han's left leg swept towards him, Qiu Dingjun couldn't dodge, and was directly swept by Jiang Han, almost falling down.

After stabilizing his figure, Qiu Dingjun's face was a little ugly. He, a majestic genius in Muye City, fell into a disadvantage in the hands of the bumpkins in Fenglei Town, which made him feel very embarrassed.

After standing still, Qiu Dingjun stomped his feet suddenly, and the red flame crane, as if it had come to life, flapped its huge wings and swooped towards Jiang Han.

Seeing this, Jiang Han didn't hesitate, he directed the three-foot green blade to meet the looting Red Flame Crane.

"See how you fight my Chi Yanhe!" Qiu Dingjun snorted coldly.

The Chiyan Crane flew over Jiang Han, and its sharp claws grabbed Jiang Han's face.

The latter did not dodge or dodge, the three-foot green blade stabbed at the head of the crane, and the sharp sword light made the red flame crane scream.

Judging from his appearance, Jiang Han obviously adopted the style of playing with injury for injury.

Once the crane claws hit Jiang Han's face, Jiang Han's sword martial arteries will also directly cut off the head of the red flame crane.

In this way, Jiang Han would only suffer flesh injuries at most, while Qiu Dingjun's Chi Yanhe would suffer permanent trauma.

If the martial arteries are damaged, it will be difficult to recover.

This is exactly the strategy Jiang Han adopted, he expected that Qiu Dingjun would not dare to be so desperate.

"Bastard." Seeing this situation, Qiu Dingjun cursed angrily.

Qiu Dingjun knew that the Chiyanhe Wumai had just awakened, and it was as fragile as a newborn baby. If it left permanent wounds, it would be more harm than good.

Just when the crane's claws were about to fall on Jiang Han's face, Qiu Dingjun suddenly recalled Chi Yanhe.

Jiang Han can naturally see that this is a great opportunity to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, so he will not let it go.

Jian Wumai chased after him all the way, with great momentum.

Jiang Han's sword martial arteries firmly suppressed the red flame crane, forcing Qiu Dingjun into danger.

Finally, after the two had done seven moves, Jiang Han seized the opportunity and landed a palm on Qiu Dingjun's chest.

"Pfft!"

Qiu Dingjun spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body was sent flying out of the martial arts arena.

In this game, Jiang Han won.

The disciples watching were as silent as if they had eaten a dead mouse.

Especially the disciple who looked down on Fenglei Town and spoke harshly to Jiang Han before, his face is very ugly at the moment.

Sisters Liu Yan and Liu Fei also looked at each other, and the words Jiang Mo just said sounded in their hearts at the same time, "It is difficult for Qiu Dingjun to hold on to ten tricks in Jiang Han's hands."

Sure enough, Qiu Dingjun only insisted on seven moves before he was defeated.

"It's really predictable!" This was the evaluation of Jiang Mo by the two sisters in their hearts.

"That Qiu Dingjun from Muye City is simply a waste, and he was actually defeated by the bumpkins from Fenglei Town." Just as the audience was in shock, the fat man with a swollen face cursed angrily.

"The people of Muye City, how can they compare with Brother Hu!"

"Brother Hu, don't be angry. If there are more people from Fenglei Town later, I will teach you a lesson." Seeing the fat man getting angry, a disciple hurriedly said in a courteous manner.

"You boy, you don't even know how to flatter. In Fenglei Town, a remote village, it would be nice to have one disciple. How could there be a second one." The fat man slapped the disciple and cursed.

"Yes, yes, Brother Hu is right, it's all because I am confused."

Jiang Mo's frown became deeper and deeper, that fat man was really disgusting.

While everyone was discussing, the steward continued to read.

"Fenglei Town, Jiang Mo."

Hearing this name, the fat man's face suddenly became brighter. He just said that it is impossible for Fenglei Town to have a second disciple.

Now, the steward's name was pronounced, but he slapped him in the face severely.

Let him suddenly lose face.

"Fenglei Town, Jiang Mo!" The fat man's teeth were grinding, as if he wanted to eat Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo, who was chatting with sisters Liu Yan and Liu Fei, walked up when he heard his name being read.

"Black Rock City, Sun Weihu!"

"Brother Hu, I'm calling you! Hurry up and give that guy a good meal." Seeing that the fat man was still distracted, the disciples at the bottom hurriedly touched the fat man.

"Okay, okay, I'll come here today to see how powerful this guy from Fenglei Town is." Sun Weihu rubbed his fists and grinned grinningly.

Just now Jiang Mo made him lose face, and he planned to make Jiang Mo kneel down and beg for mercy in the martial arts arena.

"Both of you report your own strength." The steward said without raising his head.

"One-star warrior." After finishing speaking, Sun Weihu glanced at Jiang Mo provocatively.

Jiang Mo also saw Sun Weihu's provocative gaze.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Mo cast a look as if he was looking at an idiot.

"The eighth floor of the Body Refining Realm." After a while, Jiang Mo said calmly.

"What? Only at the eighth level of Body Refinement Realm? Too weak!" Hearing this, Sun Weihu laughed out loud, and said mockingly, "This is too unchallenging!"

The steward ignored Sun Weihu.

He just said lightly, "Release your martial arteries."

Hearing this, Jiang Mo nodded and stretched out his palm.

The next moment, a ray of light blue flame suddenly appeared on his white palm.

At the same time as the flame martial pulse appeared, the surrounding temperature unexpectedly rose a lot without knowing it.

(End of this chapter)