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C3 Menisperma!

"Hmph, trash!" Why did you come to the Martial Arts Practice Grounds as well! " Just when Jian Wushuang secretly made up his mind, an annoying voice sounded.

Jian Wushuang turned around with a slightly annoyed expression: "Jian Feng, what do you mean?"

Jian Feng sneered, "What do I mean? The Martial Arts Practice Grounds is a place for us outstanding disciples to cultivate. You are just a piece of trash, what qualifications do you have to come here?! "

The two of them soon attracted the attention of the surrounding people. Seeing Jian Wushuang, the trash of Jian Family actually appeared next to them, the crowd immediately gave him a disdainful look.

Jian Wushuang's expression was ugly, but he remained silent.

No matter what he said, it would only lead to more mockery.

Just when Jian Feng wanted to be aggressive, a purple-clothed girl slowly walked over from afar. Her figure was slim and she had a pretty face. Her temperament was like the cold moon in the night sky. She was holy and proud, making people feel inferior.

"Goddess Hongling!"

Everyone's eyes lit up with excitement.

"Show me a set of Morning Fist. I want to see your basics."

She had been cultivating in the Snow Mountain Sect for the past few years, so she was not very familiar with the young generation of Jian Family.

The Morning Fist was the basic Fist Methods of the Jian Family, and everyone would be able to learn it. She planned to borrow this basic Fist Methods to see the degree of everyone.

"I'll go first!"

A flash of pride appeared in Jian Feng's eyes. His cultivation had reached the Ninth Layer of the Pre-Sky Realm and he had the ability to be proud. Especially the Fist Methods, he was confident that he was not inferior to anyone.

"Trash, open your eyes!"

Jian Feng smiled contemptuously at Jian Wushuang and walked towards the center of the training field.

Jian Wushuang shook his head, feeling bored by Jian Feng's competitive spirit.

"Sister Hongling, please give us some pointers!"

Jian Feng greeted Jian Hongling when they were walking onto the stage. When Jian Hongling nodded, Jian Feng shouted and threw a punch towards the empty air in front of them.

"The sun is about to rise in the east!"

The Morning Fist was divided into six moves. When Jian Feng appeared, he used the first move of the Morning Fist, "Eastern Wise".

The force behind this punch was extremely powerful. Wherever the wind from the punch reached, the air would tremble and immediately explode, emitting a violent explosive sound.

"Alright!"

The crowd loudly cheered and applauded.

Jian Feng looked more relaxed as he did not stop. His fists moved continuously, he used five moves, "Dawn of the Beginning", "Rising Dawn", "Rising Dawn", "Vibrating Light", "Everything is Resuscitated" and "Sunrise East", one after another.

After finishing his punch, Jian Feng looked at Jian Hongling with a confident smile on his face and said, "Please enlighten me, big sister Hongling!"

He believed that he had played well and would definitely leave a deep impression on Jian Hongling.

Jian Hongling nodded. "Good foundation. Not bad."

"Thank you, Sister Hongling."

As far as he was concerned, Jian Hongling's evaluation of him was already very high. When he came to Jian Wushuang's side, Jian Feng mocked, "See, this is just a fight. If I let you go up, you can only fight a three-legged cat."

Jian Wushuang's expression was calm, he was too lazy to care about him.

"You!" Jian Feng was secretly angry, but soon a sneer appeared on his face, "I'll see how you make a fool of yourself when it's your turn later on!"

After Jian Feng, the other Jian Family disciples all went up one by one, but Morning Fist was simple, but it was hard to win in a fight, and the people that went up later on did not win against Jian Feng. Seeing this scene, Jian Feng was even more pleased, sticking out his chest and raising his head, his chin pointed towards the sky, his expression so proud that even a blind man could see it.

Time passed bit by bit, and of the thirty odd Jian Family disciples that were present, only Jian Wushuang was not fighting. Jian Feng looked at Jian Wushuang and intentionally laughed loudly: "Now, only Jian Wushuang is not fighting, could it be that he is afraid? Haha, you don't even dare to practice the Fist Methods, you really are trash! "

Jian Hongling also looked at Jian Wushuang.

"Merely demonstrating a set of Fist Methods, why would I not dare?"

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang walked towards the arena.

While everyone was practicing the Fist Methods, Jian Wushuang was not just sitting around, he was also observing them. At the same time, comparing the memories of the Morning Fist with his own, he was surprised to find that after the change in his physique, his senses were extremely sharp, and the errors could be minute by minute.

From Jian Wushuang's observation just now, everyone including Jian Feng had a big weakness in their Fist Methods. Whether their arms were raised by a centimeter or their punches were delayed by an instant, these could all become fatal flaws in a fight between warriors at the same level.

At this moment, standing on the stage, Jian Wushuang was full of confidence. With his incomparably sharp senses, he had the confidence to minimize these errors.

"The sun is about to rise in the east!"

Jian Wushuang also performed his first move and punched forward.

However, compared to Jian Feng, his Fist Methods was much more perfect. With the timing of his punch and his overall coordination, it was as if he was an entire entity that coordinated well to the peak.

"Whew."

An ear-piercing howl came from the air as a fierce fist wind pierced through the air.

"Hmm?"

In the process of watching the disciples of the Jian Family practice the Fist Methods, Jian Hongling was moved for the first time. Her beautiful eyes flashed with splendor, as she stared fixedly at Jian Wushuang who was present.

Her cultivation had reached Sixth Layer of Innate, and her eyesight was much better than ordinary people, so she was able to see through Jian Wushuang's Fist Methods with one glance.

Perfect! There was no error at all!

Even if it was him going up to practice this set of Morning Fist, it might not be better than Jian Wushuang!

"Ha, what the heck is with this fight, it's so ugly!" "Fool, get the hell down here!" Jian Feng shouted.

To be honest, Jian Feng was shocked by Jian Wushuang's Fist Methods from the beginning, it was too great! However, when he thought about it again, this was the trash, Jian Wushuang, how could he admit that he was inferior to him! Especially when Jian Hongling looked at Jian Wushuang with her bright eyes, Jian Feng became even more jealous. He did not want to see Jian Wushuang shine again, so he could not help but shout loudly, wanting to interrupt Jian Wushuang's practice.

"Shut up!"

Jian Hongling turned her head and shouted coldly.

How could Jian Feng hide his intentions from her? Initially, he did not want to care about it, but it was getting more and more outrageous, so he could only berate her.

Jian Feng's face turned unsightly. He did not hate Jian Hongling, but in his heart, he hated Jian Wushuang to death.

"Jian Wushuang, just you wait!" You made me lose face in front of Hongling Sis, and I won't let you get off easy! "

Jian Feng roared in his heart.

"How is this possible?!"

The crowd looked at Jian Wushuang's smooth and unrestrained Fist Methods and exclaimed in shock. They couldn't believe that such a flawless Fist Methods was actually forged by the trash of the family from the past.

Could Jian Wushuang be a martial arts genius?

"The sun rises from the east!"

After finishing the last move, Jian Wushuang let out a long breath, feeling quite satisfied with his performance.

"What do you think of it, Sister Hongling?"

Jian Wushuang thought in his heart and looked at Jian Hongling expectantly.

Jian Hongling did not give him an evaluation. She just said lightly, "After the morning training, come with me."

The moment he said this, the crowd was so shocked that their jaws dropped.

Could this be … A sign?

Jian Feng's face immediately turned black. Gritting his teeth, he loudly shouted: "Trash, I want to challenge the Fist Methods!"

With a stomp of his feet, Jian Feng rushed towards Jian Wushuang quickly. At the same time, the energy of the Ninth Layer filled his arms, and a faint grey luster appeared on his arms. Jian Feng roared loudly, and a fist struck over, the force of the punch instantly enveloping Jian Wushuang.

"How dare you!"

Jian Hongling snorted coldly. In a flash, she arrived in front of Jian Wushuang. Facing Jian Feng's shocking attack, Jian Hongling only extended her right hand. A jade-like finger emitted a white light and then pressed lightly onto Jian Feng's fist.

Boom!

After the qi dissipated, Jian Feng took a few steps back. His entire arm was numb and could not move anymore. His chest was stuffy and it was hard to breathe.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang dispersed the inner strength around his body and looked at Jian Feng coldly. Since Jian Hongling had helped him, he was happy to save some effort.

Otherwise, with his current cultivation of the eighth level precelestial, which was only one level lower than Jian Feng, coupled with his incomparably sharp perception, if Jian Feng wanted to teach him a lesson, he really needed to consider whether he was worthy enough!

"Sister Hongling is so strong!"

The crowd exclaimed. Jian Feng, who was in the Postnatal realm, was forced back with his full strength with a single punch from Jian Hongling's finger. The two of them were on completely different levels.

"Jian Wushuang, do you only know how to hide behind women?"

Wu Tie yelled in anger. Jian Hongling had helped Jian Wushuang, which made him even more jealous.

"Bite anyone you see, Jian Feng. Don't you know that you're like a dog?" Jian Wushuang mocked.

Since he was reborn, Jian Wushuang would no longer be as weak as before. It was an unchanging principle for people to be bullied.

He had to be strong, he had to be strong!

Hearing Jian Wushuang's words, Jian Feng's face immediately darkened. Being called a dog by Jian Wushuang in front of so many people made him lose all face.

"Jian Wushuang, you will pay for your stupid actions today!"

Jian Hongling was present, and he did not have the opportunity to teach Jian Wushuang a lesson. However, he had already made up his mind that the next time he met Jian Wushuang, he would definitely make Jian Wushuang beg for death!

A trash who dared to offend him, Jian Feng, was truly courting death!

"Did Jian Wushuang become an idiot?" How could Jian Feng from the Ninth Layer of the Pre-Sky Realm be provoked? He actually dared to insult Jian Feng. I can guarantee that the next time Jian Feng finds a chance, he will beat Jian Wushuang into a dead dog! "

"Level eight postcelestial, provoking Jian Feng, seeking death!"

"If you want to show off for a moment and kill yourself, who can you blame? You deserve to be beaten to death! "

"I suspect that Jian Wushuang's IQ has been eaten by a dog!"

The crowd was in an uproar as they discussed animatedly.

Hearing these words, Jian Wushuang sneered in his heart, there are too many mediocre people in the world, only strength and fists can make them shut up!

Jian Feng, Ninth Layer of the Pre-Sky Realm?

With his cultivation speed, he would be able to quickly surpass Jian Feng. Who knew what expressions these people would have one day when he ruthlessly stepped on Jian Feng's face!

Hearing the discussions of the crowd, Jian Hongling's face showed a strange expression. These few years, she rarely stayed in the Jian Family, so she didn't know how Jian Wushuang's reputation as trash spread.

However, from her observation today, Jian Wushuang couldn't possibly be on the same level as trash. At least on the martial path, Jian Wushuang had amazing comprehension ability. Even if Jian Wushuang performed the same move, he wouldn't dare to say it was better than Jian Wushuang.

"Today's morning practice is over. Jian Wushuang, come with me."

After this incident, Jian Hongling was no longer in the mood to continue her morning practice. She pointed to Jian Wushuang's name, turned around, and walked out.

Jian Wushuang was stunned for a moment before immediately following up. No matter what, Jian Hongling did block Jian Feng's attack for him, so he should express his gratitude.

A man must live his whole life in order to not lose his virginity!

Watching the two of them leave, the crowd became restless. They were envious of Jian Wushuang's good luck. However, thinking about how Jian Wushuang would be beaten into a dead dog by Jian Feng, the crowd felt a lot more balanced.

"Hmph, what's the use of being happy for a while now, don't trash always become trash?" Someone said in a sour tone.

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