C532 Wu Xuechi Talent

And he is indeed a genius in martial arts, having gone through more than 30 winter and summer, he had long become a mythical existence in the Far East, but the Central Plains was still a hidden pain in his heart. It was only until today that he felt that his martial arts had been accomplished that he accepted the invitation to return to the Central Plains.

Sure enough, he defeated and killed the young expert of the Bu Family, Bu Tuoti, as soon as he attacked. He wasn't a bloodthirsty person. It was just that the humiliation and hatred he felt in the past suddenly surged out at that moment. Only now did he make his move a little more ruthless.

However, this was fine as well. He'd kill the chicken to warn the monkeys, and he hoped that by establishing his might now, he would be able to make these little fellows back off in the face of difficulties.

Unfortunately, he was wrong.

Bu Tuoti's death had aroused the anger of a few people. Of course, there was also a kind of sadness that came with the death of a rabbit. Among the remaining people, most of them felt that their martial arts were roughly on par with Bu Tuoti's. Even if it was better, it was still limited. Now, Bu Tuoti was defeated so easily. If it was him, the result wouldn't be any different.

Nangong Shicai looked at the few people beside him who didn't know whether they should call themselves opponents or companions. He could roughly see the complex emotions in each other's hearts. If he wanted to challenge them alone, it would only be a tragic inevitable result. However, if they really wanted to fight him together, it would not make sense.

They seemed to be infected by the awkward situation. Everyone was silent for a moment. They could clearly hear the sound of a needle dropping to the ground.

"Aiyaya, what's going on? Why didn't you hit him when he was fine? This demon was actually not that vicious. It was just that his eyesight was a little better. His movements were a bit faster. As long as there were no flaws in his moves, or if his speed was faster than his... Dealing with him won't be difficult!"

"Old man, it's easy for you to say. To be able to do what you said is naturally even more impressive. Do I need you to say it? Tsk, if you have the ability, why don't you go up and practice on your own?"

This time, Zheng Mingyan and the old man raised their stakes.

"I came specially to watch the show, alright? Look at me, most of my pieces are buried here. No matter where I fight, I'm not a hero. How could I possibly have the right to fight? I say, the remaining four kids, why don't you just go and die one by one? Or else, we'll attack together. Only then will we have a chance to live."

From what the old man said, even if the four of them joined forces, they still wouldn't be a match for the other party. Could it be that this guy was really that strong?

A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!

Nangong Shicai couldn't bear it any longer.

There were only a few people left. Others could pretend to be deaf and mute, but unfortunately, he could not.

Among all the families, the Nangong family had the longest history, and they were the strongest. However, they were still far weaker than the real four families.

This... He could not go up, and he did not want to come down.

Nangong Shicai's family had given him a lot of benefits during this meeting, and they had spent a lot of money on him.

First, they had asked the two elders to instill their power into him, although it wouldn't last for long. But in a short period of time it's improved a lot. The second reason was that the treasures stored in the family had been given to him at all costs. It could be said that even if it was against the ordinary disciples of the four families... Nangong Shicai felt that he had the strength to fight. If he was lucky, he might even have the chance to win.

But who would have thought that he would encounter such a abnormal figure?

Nangong Shicai walked forward with big steps, carrying a somewhat impassioned and somewhat indifferent tone.

"Mister, this way please. Nangong Shicai from the Nangong family, please enlighten me."

The old man just nodded his head. There was no change in the way Cong Yepan looked at him, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Nangong Shicai had received the old man's reminder just now, and it wasn't like he was completely unprepared. He had just said two things. One was a flaw, and the other was speed. If he wanted to stay alive and wait for a miracle, he had to start from these two points.

Nangong Shicai took out a weapon. It was a stick. The small staff in his hand was no more than four feet long, and its color was colorful. However, it definitely did not look good. The rod's body was full of bumps and hollows, and it was not flat at all. In short, this small staff was not imposing at all, and it was not pleasing to the eye at all.

As the saying went, a spear would pierce a line, and the stick would sweep a large area. However, this little stick could at most sweep up a small distance.

Cong Yepan remained calm and collected. No matter what the opponent was like, he had a rule. But this time, the situation seemed to be slightly different.

Nangong Shicai held onto his little stick and had no intention of fighting. He only lifted the small stick and was still more than 20 feet away from him. He raised it to the height between his eyebrows and narrowed one of his eyes. He was looking in the direction of Cong Yepan, mumbling something to himself.

Cong Yepan frowned. He really couldn't figure out what this guy in front of him was doing.

"Eh? What is he doing? Is he trying to shoot a bird with a slingshot? What is that stick of yours?"

Zheng Mingyan, who was unwilling to be lonely, couldn't help but shout.

In fact, Cong Yepan was also very puzzled, but his patience was good enough. Back then, when he first went to the bitter cold land, he had learned to hibernate like a big bear.

No one paid attention to Zheng Mingyan. In the end, he did not know shame anyway. He just felt that he was a little bored, so he just continued to speak without thinking.

"Oh, I say, Uncle Thin over there, you are most likely going to be in trouble. I think the treasure in this big brother's hand is very powerful. Aim at where and hit where, 100% accuracy. It should still be in the preheating stage. When the heat is ready, ‘ With a bang, the sky and earth split apart, and the earth shook and the mountains shook. No, I have to stay far away. Don't hurt me by accident."

Cong Yepan did not know whether to laugh or cry.

On the other side, black-clothed man was also giving him a look. It seemed like he was also urging him to finish the fight quickly.

Alright, after all, it was not the time to hibernate. It was not a solution to drag it out. Perhaps the other party heard what the old man said and thought that he would not reveal any flaws if he did not make a move?

This was too naive.

Since the other party was dawdling and not making a move, Cong Yepan wouldn't pay any attention to the nonsense that the little brat was spouting. He stretched out a middle finger and slowly pointed it at Nangong Shicai's forehead. Just like how he had dealt with Bu Tuoti just now, it was just that his speed was much slower. But the pressure that Nangong Shicai had to bear might not be small at all, because it was the same move just now. The good life of a good man was lost because of this.

Facing such a finger, it was impossible for Nangong Shicai not to deal with it seriously. As long as he moved, he would definitely reveal this or that kind of flaw.

Cong Yepan's wishful thinking was not bad. However, Nangong Shicai's response made him very angry.