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"Eight ga ?"

With a palm, he shattered the table in front of him.

The death of Wu Zang Jian gave him a painful blow, but even more so, it was a humiliation. The Yuan Family that was setting the sun to the west actually dared to kill the direct descendant of the Musashi family.

"Wu Cangjiquan, kill your opponent without mercy."

"Yes!"

His words were like gold, Gou Yuzhan didn't care about words.

Wu Cangjiquan was a martial arts fanatic, in his world, other than his family, he also cultivated. Normally, he would eat alone and cultivate martial arts.

"A fake son of a b * tch, don't be arrogant my ass!" "I've already been unhappy with him for a long time. I usually don't care if I answer anything when I speak to him. If it wasn't for uncle's protection, my nephew would have already crippled him hundreds of times." Wu Cangjiye said unhappily as he looked at Wu Cangjiquan's back.

As an elite member of the direct line of descent of the Musashi family, there would be a chance for the position of Patriarch in the future.

Originally, he wanted to win over Wu Cangjiquan, this fake son who was chosen as his foster son, and help to fight for the position of Clan Chief in the future. However, Wu Cangjiquan didn't know that he would change his mind and retort against him many times, which made him embarrassed and embarrassed for quite a few times.

Jiye, "Wu Cang Xiong stroked Wu Cangjiye's head and said:" The biggest difference between handsome and talented is that handsome can drive people away. You have to remember that Wu Cangjiquan is only a chess piece, why are you angry at a chess piece.

"Yes!"

Wu Cangjiye felt that it made sense. In the future, I will fight for the position of Patriarch.

"Uncle."

Wu Cangjiye thought of something, "Nephew heard that the parents of the fake son were wiped out by our family, is that true?" This was also the first time he heard it from a drunken elder. According to the elder who guarded the mausoleum, he personally participated in that year.

Wu Zang Ye glared at his nephew, "I don't want to hear anything like that in the future. Lucky's full talent is good, and you can reach half-step into the Spirit Emperor in the future.

Wu Cangjiye shuddered. This was an indirect threat.

"Nephew understands."

Although Wu Cangjiye said it clearly, the seeds of hatred had already been planted in his heart.

The elites sent out by Yuan Family were not lacking in tyranny. What drew people's attention was his pair of iron fists, his well-developed muscles, and the reality version of the Terminator.

To practice external techniques.

Cultivators who cultivated the body forging technique had an advantage over cultivators who were spirit cultivators in the early stages.

Yuanba had been extremely strong since he was young, and every meal required him to eat three buckets of rice. He had eaten a sheep, and he had once eaten a first grade spirit beast, Doodoo Pig, and a second grade spirit beast, Snow Jade Deer.

Musashi family and Yuan Family had fought to a standstill. Out of the five fights, there were still three left, so Yuan Family had to ensure that they would win at least two matches before they could be considered victorious.

Ahh!

Yuanba used all his strength every time he punched, causing the stage to shake. Every punch would hit on Wu Cangjiquan's body, and could dislocate his internal organs.

The people close to the martial stage all had the corners of their mouths twitching. If this punch landed on them, even if they didn't die, they would still be skinned. Some of them were so scared by Yuan Ba that their faces turned pale.

Yuanba punched out once again while shouting unhappily: "You coward, only know how to dodge, if you have the ability then take a punch from Grandfather."

Five to six minutes of high-speed attacks, yet Yuanba did not feel the slightest bit of fatigue. He was like an unending machine, operating at high speeds at all times.

Wu Cangjiquan's expression changed. His strategy was to exhaust Yuanba's stamina, and wait, Yuanba had revealed a flaw and killed him with a single strike.

"Abnormal!"

Wu Cangjiquan, who had always been cherishing words as if they were gold, spoke two rare words.

It seemed that such a decision wouldn't work in a war of attrition.

Yuanba had abnormal physical strength and strength, but his movement speed was not too fast. It was not inferior to an average practitioner of the same realm, but compared to Yuanba, he was still lacking by quite a bit.

Wu Cangjiquan, who had understood everything, used his speed advantage.

"Blood Refinement Finger!"

Wu Cangjiquan used the spirit energy on his middle finger and struck Yuanba's body.

Blood-refining Finger was a peak Mortal Realm Psionic Skills. This kind of single target attack Psionic Skills had a strong piercing ability, although it was not life-threatening, it was still able to test the toughness of Yuanba's body.

"Bang!"

Yuanba's body shook a little, but the Blood Refinement Finger did not leave any traces on his body.

Slapping his body, Yuanba brandished his fist again.

"Crack! Crack!" A terrifying sound was heard. It was like a moving machine.

Good stamina, great power, and a body as hard as steel; this was Wu Cangjiquan's final judgement of Yuanba.

He did not know that Yuanba had had a fortuitous encounter since he was young.

Yuanba's parents were originally ordinary clansmen of Yuan Family. The couple's talent was average, and they were very busy, if nothing unexpected happened, they would turn into dust after a hundred years.

However, Yuanba seemed to have mutated. At the age of one, he was able to walk and run; at the age of one hundred pounds, he was able to eat several dozen kilograms of meat. At the age of seven, he even obtained a body forging technique.

"Refining the bones to extract the marrow, forging the tendons to build the meridians, burning the heart to temper the blood, and grinding the skin and flesh." Sixteen words of truth, this allowed him to enjoy life.

From the ten years of his cultivation, there had been no less than a hundred people who had cultivated this body tempering cultivation technique. Until now, he was the only one who had succeeded; the others either abandoned halfway, or had their meridians and roots damaged from Qi deviation.

An order from the clan leader forbade the other clansmen from training in the [Body Tempering Method].

The damage that the Blood Refinement Finger could inflict on Yuanba was less than a mosquito bite. At most, it would give him an itch.

Yuanba roared in a low voice: "This kind of attack isn't even enough to tickle Grandfather, you should still use your true strength to probe Grandfather and make him make you pay a heavy price."

Hateful, Yuanba's heavy punch could not hit Wu Cangjiquan's body.

"Hmph!"

Wu Cangjiquan scoffed, "You speak easily, whoever doesn't, you can speak later if you meet me. If you don't have the ability, then shut your mouth for your father, you boorish man! You have heard the legend of boiling frogs in warm water, today your father will exhaust you to death!"

"Don't call me Mang Xiong."

Yuanba was furious.

"Hm."

And an unexpected gain.

Wu Cangjiquan never thought that Yuanba would hate it when others called him a reckless man. He had thought of a way to deal with Yuanba, "Reckless man, Reckless man, I'm going to call you a reckless man. Let's see what you can do to me."

Yuan Ba, who was only seventeen years old, looked to be in his thirties. He was seven feet tall with a big and round waist, a thick beard, and an anxious face. Someone would even believe that he was forty years old.

In the past, there were many people who gave him nicknames, but after those people were beaten up, no one dared to do so, Wu Cangjiquan was no exception, Yuanba had to use his fists to protect his dignity.

"You angered me... The consequences will be very serious. "

Yuanba knew the flaw of the body forging technique. Not only did he know, but the expert who created this technique also knew that at the same time he created the body forging technique, he also created a secret technique.

This secret technique could increase the speed of those who practiced the Body Tempering Method. The higher the cultivation, the longer they would be able to persevere.

However, secret techniques had their own fatal flaws. Perhaps in this world, there was not a single perfect cultivation grimoire.

Activating a secret technique consumed blood energy ?

This was also the reason why Yuanba did not apply to this secret technique.

A person's blood essence was limited, and using too many secret techniques would result in a loss of blood essence, which would affect their future cultivation.

Right now, he did not care about all that. He wanted to beat Wu Cangjiquan into a pulp to vent the hatred in his heart.

"Musashi family, you brat, you only relied on your speed to be a bit faster than your grandfather. Don't tell me that you truly think I don't have the ability to catch you, I'll show you what true speed is."

Wu Cangjiquan had underestimated Yuanba, this brute. Could it be that he really had a way to increase his speed?