Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 161
Huangfuyan's two primordial spirit stage challenged, and the result was one victory and one loss, which was equal to Huangfuyue's power.

But Huangfuyan's complexion is not very good-looking, and Huangfuyue has a master of distraction, which has an absolute upper hand.

In recent years, although Huangfu Yue has spent most of his time dealing with Huangfu Yanran, his relationship with Huangfu Yan is not very good. Huangfu Yan is a male, so he is also qualified to take over as the head of the family. It's a pity that he is a few years younger than Huangfu Yue, and His father, Huangfu Leifeng, is not as powerful as Huangfu Yue's father, Huangfu Leiting. In addition, Huangfu Leifeng is the third child, and Huangfuyan's chance of taking over as the head of the family is even slimmer. A true homeowner.

This was also the reason why Huangfu Yue ignored Huangfu Yan and dealt with Huangfu Yanran exclusively.

Wang Mu stepped onto the high stage, Huangfu in the audience frowned and kept taking deep breaths, obviously a little anxious, she lost so badly today, if even the only expert lost to Huangfu Yue, what would happen this time? She was completely defeated in recruiting newcomers, and she would inevitably be overwhelmed by Huangfu in the future.

But looking at Wang Mu on the stage, she didn't have much confidence. She could see the details of Wang Mu. In the early stage of Yuanshen, although Huangfuyue's subordinate was also in the early stage of Yuanshen, it was uncertain who would win. .

What's more, Huangfu Yue still has a distraction stage, and Huangfuyan also has a master who has advanced to the middle stage of Yuanshen, who just defeated the player on the stage. In this way, the only Wang Mu in Huangfu Yanran's hand, It is considered to be at a complete disadvantage and has no chance of winning.

"Wang Mu, don't lose too badly, at least hold on for a few rounds, so that I will have the face to go out in the future." Looking at the two who were about to start fighting, Huangfu Yanran prayed secretly.

Huangfu Yue smiled complacently, Wang Mu is Huangfu Yanran's only bargaining chip, as long as Wang Mu is defeated, with Huangfu Yanran's character, I'm afraid she won't even be ashamed to leave the door for a long time.

"You make the move first." On the stage, the man in the black and gray Tang suit looked at Wang Mu with a smile.

Wang Mu laughed, this guy looks very confident.

"Then let it go!" With a faint smile, Wang Mu moved.

"Whoosh!" The gust of wind blew up, and a series of afterimages appeared, and Wang Mu's figure rushed straight to the opponent.

"Heh, do you want to simply compete in strength?" The middle-aged man smiled evilly, and punched out without avoiding it.

Amidst the muffled bang, the aura of the middle-aged man skyrocketed, and the strength in his hands increased a few times, stronger than before, obviously something was hidden.

"It's over!" Huangfu Yanran turned pale with shock. It seemed that Wang Mu and the middle-aged man had the same strength before, but he didn't expect the middle-aged man to hide something. Although the power to hide is not much, the strength is quite high. A little strength It will also be the key to victory.

Huangfu laughed, what he wanted was this effect, it would be best if he could get rid of Wang Mu with one move, then Huangfu Yanran could go home in despair.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the fists of the two sides clashed together, and a circle of ripples swayed above the impact point, the void was distorted, and the bursting wind picked up a large amount of dust, blocking people's sight.

When the dust settled, people's eyes widened again. What's going on?
Wang Mu was still standing on the stage in a black robe, completely motionless, only the hem of the robe was slightly rippling, under the sunlight, his whole body glowed faintly with black gold.

But the middle-aged man is no longer there.

"Cough... puff..." Under the stage, the middle-aged man half-kneeled on the ground, vomiting blood.

People were stunned, the performance of this middle-aged man was obviously better than Wang Mu just now, how could this end?

Huangfu Yue's face turned dark, he could see it clearly, although his Yuanshen stage master was stronger than Wang Mu in strength, but far inferior to Wang Mu in physical strength.

Just now, the fist that Wang Mu punched had an extremely blunt aura, as if made of steel.

Huangfuyan on the side also squinted his eyes. Unexpectedly, this Wang Mu not only had a good cultivation base, but also tempered his body. He could be regarded as a monk who cultivated both internally and externally.

Seeing the stunned look of the people in the audience, Wang Mu sneered in his heart. If he removed the suppression of the ethereal armor and erupted the terrifying power of the twelve primordial spirits plus the mid-stage primordial spirit, he wondered what expressions these people would have.

"Okay! Hahaha! Wang Mu, you did a great job! Look after you!" Huangfu Yanran jumped up, and her depressed mood suddenly became excited. Excited, she took out a slender cigarette and put it between her red lips. , Yan Kuan from the back hurriedly pointed it out, and finally, Huangfu Yanran pulled down the neckline, making her breasts more turbulent, and sat down on the chair.

It seemed that this was the only way to show the joy in her heart.

"Brother, aren't you a good person? You pretend to be quite photogenic, haha..." Breathing out a puff of light blue smoke, Huangfu Yanran looked at Huangfu Yue teasingly and laughed.

Yan Kuan grinned, looked down at the scene in front of Huangfu Yanran's chest, thinking that he was so excited, if he saw Wang Mu's real strength in the future, wouldn't he be so excited to take off his clothes?
"Yanran, are you still a child? It doesn't matter if you win or lose a game. Don't forget, I have a distraction here." Huangfu Yue smiled sinisterly, and immediately cast his eyes on Wang Mu, with a stern look in his eyes. .

"Master Yue, do you want your subordinates to kill him later?" Beside Huangfu Yue, a long-faced old man nodded and said, his old face was full of fawning smiles.

Looking back at the old man, Huangfu smiled, "Just do as you say."

This old man is exactly the distracted monk recruited by Huangfu Yue. Seeing that Huangfu Yue agreed, the old man smiled more confidently and happily. He just wanted to take this opportunity to make meritorious service. status will be higher.

According to the rules, Huangfuyan's middle-stage Yuanshen master came on stage, the same player who defeated the middle-aged man in Tang suit before.

"Early stage of Yuanshen? Hehe, are you sure you want to fight me?" A disdainful laugh came.

Wang Mu looked at this opponent. He was also a middle-aged man with a slender figure. Like Wang Mu, he wore a black robe and had long hair, which was antique.

In Mortal Realm, being able to reach the middle stage of the soul at this age is a pretty good talent, no wonder he is so arrogant.

"What the hell are you talking about! Brother, kill him!" Yan Kuan shouted below.

Huangfu Yanran was nervous again, the early stage of Yuanshen really has no winning rate against the middle stage of Yuanshen, a mid-stage Yuanshen kills the early stage of Yuanshen in seconds is the same as playing, the gap between them is not 01:30 points.

The middle-aged man stared at Yan Kuan, his face darkened, how dare a rookie talk to such a master like him?

His eyes fell on Wang Mu's face, and the middle-aged man smiled slyly. He could tell that Yan Kuan had a good relationship with Wang Mu, and if he defeated Wang Mu, it would be considered a slap in the face of Yan Kuan.

"Since your brother believes in you so much, you're welcome." With a sneer, the middle-aged man made a move.

Without gorgeous moves, middle-aged people's shots are absolute power.

The strength of the middle stage of Yuanshen can definitely completely check and balance the early stage of Yuanshen, and he doesn't have to work hard to use martial arts.

"Drink!" With a muffled snort, the middle-aged man stepped on the ground and pushed his palms straight towards Wang Mu.

The gust of wind exploded, and two huge bright white palm prints burst out in the void, pressing towards Wang Mu.

In front of Wang Mu, the void spanning more than ten meters was completely covered by palm prints, there was no way to avoid it, and there was no time to dodge it.

Huangfu Yanran's heart couldn't help but tighten, is she about to lose?

Huangfuyan smiled, and his people could finally show their faces.

And the middle-aged man behind Zhang Ying smiled even more leisurely and complacently. His spiritual power had been restrained, and he was quietly waiting for Wang Mu to be blown away by his palm print.

His two palms were struck with all his strength. The full strength of the middle stage of Yuanshen was enough to instantly kill the early stage of Yuanshen, so he was leisurely, sure that the opponent would definitely lose.

When there was no time left, Wang Mu also moved, instead of hiding, he rushed straight towards a palm print.

The afterimages dispersed, people stared round their eyes, what a fast speed, what a weird move!
"Crack!" There was a crackling sound, and the bright white palm prints shattered into countless flying fragments of spiritual power. When he looked again, Wang Mu had already reached the middle-aged man.

Huangfu Yanran, Huangfu Yue and Huangfu Yan all stood up from their chairs, what happened was so unexpected!

And the middle-aged man, seeing Wang Mu who suddenly broke through his palm prints and rushed to the front, his eyes were rounded in shock, and he was about to fall out. However, it was too late to use all his strength again. He crossed his arms in front of him, because Wang Mu's fist was already coming towards his face.

"Bang... poof..."

Amidst the dull sound, the middle-aged man raised his head and sprayed blood wildly, and flew away.

Wang Mu's rippling black robe fell down, once again subduing the enemy with one move.

The whole audience was silent, and people could only hear their own fierce heartbeats. In a battle they had never seen before, the weak could truly defeat the strong. With a cultivation level at the early stage of the Yuanshen, how could they defeat an opponent in the middle stage of the Yuanshen with one move?

Unscientific!incredible!

The three brothers and sisters of Huangfu Yanran were even more shocked. The layman watched the excitement, and the expert watched the doorway. With the eyesight of their brothers and sisters, they could see the details.The reason why Wang Mu was able to break open the opponent's palm print was not due to stronger strength or advanced martial skills, but a calm judgment that was close to terror.

But all moves have flaws, even moves that contain powerful energy. However, if the cultivation base reaches a certain level, the spiritual power of the move is too majestic, so it is to cover up this kind of flaw. However, a flaw is a flaw. Having it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

The two palm prints made by the middle-aged man didn't use any subtle moves at all, and they were full of flaws. The key point is that Wang Mu was able to see the weakest part of the palm prints at the first time, and he was the strongest. It is very terrifying to condense the power into a hand knife and defeat the enemy with one blow.

The distance between the two sides was less than ten meters, and the opponent's palm prints were struck with lightning speed. In such a short period of time, and when the opponent absolutely had the upper hand, not only did Wang Mu not panic, but he was able to find out the palm prints in a very short time. The opponent's flaws have already surpassed everyone's imagination.

(End of this chapter)