C719 Hammer

How could Gan Shichi be willing to suffer a loss? He didn't want to be outdone and was about to say something. One of the people behind said, "What a big show of power. What kind of ability is it to scare a junior? If you have the ability, then come at me!"

Even if this was a public challenge, Monk Wanda was still as calm as a mountain. This was because there were still so many 'experts' below. How could an ordinary opponent need him to take action? Because he had long realized that this fellow had appeared again. The way he spoke was old and experienced, but in reality, he was just a young man who had yet to dry up.

This person, who was dressed in white, looked extremely arrogant and pleasing to the eye. However, when Zhang Jingxuan saw him appear, his heart calmed down a lot. After all, Gan Shichi alone was too much for him to handle. He had already agreed not to make a move.

Mi Shenmeng did not disguise himself, nor did he put on any makeup. He appeared to be his true self. However, his sudden appearance was too sudden and violent, to the point that most people did not even know his appearance, much less expect him to appear here.

As soon as he appeared, his opponent did not take him seriously at all. It seemed like he was a little unhappy.

One of the "experts" beside Pei Fafang seemed to have seen an opportunity to show off his talent.

This expert came from the Cheng De Club, Hammer Mountain. His name was Sun Sheng, and he held a weapon in his hand. It was a steel staff. He was known to have the courage of tens of thousands of men, and his strength was limitless. At least, it did not seem like he was fooling people. He was eight feet tall. The iron staff in his hand was about the thickness of a bowl, and it was about seven feet long. He strode out and dragged the iron staff on the ground. "Clank! Clank! Clank!" There were sparks flying out from time to time. It seemed that he had at least a hundred jin of the staff. However, it was not like the Tang brothers in the Breeze Stronghold back then.

"That kid! Whose kid are you? Why did you come out and mess around? You haven't even grown all your hair yet, have you? Hurry up and go back to drinking milk. That's your real business. "

Not only was Mi Shenmeng not angry, he even laughed.

"Big guy, you're not bad. At least you have the courage to stand out. Just because of this, I'll spare your life."

"Haha, I like you too. This little bragging reminds me of a friend when I was young, Third Fatty Yin. I'll also spare your life. "

As Sun Sheng spoke, his wrist lightly shook. The club in his hand suddenly jumped up like a rabbit. He turned his head and hit Mi Shenmeng. It seemed like if he was hit by this stick... Even if he had nine lives, he would still lose nine and a half lives.

Mi Shenmeng was unarmed. He didn't panic when he saw the big stick coming at him. Instead, he raised his elegant fist and punched at Sun Sheng's big stick.

Sun Sheng was also shocked. This young man must have amazing skills to dare use a fist as big as a dumpling to resist his big stick that was as thick as a plate of vinegar! However, he did not want to change his move. He wanted to see. How the opponent broke his own critical strike.

It was very, very fast. Sun Sheng got what he wanted.

Mi Shenmeng's fist hit the big stick. Even the two of them had already come into contact. However, the fist was only slightly crooked, and it brushed past the edge of the big stick. To be precise, it had not gone wrong, because the fist had suddenly become as soft as a willow branch. It was also as agile as a snake, and it wrapped around Sun Sheng's big stick. This was nothing. Fists, wrists, arms, body... His entire body had become soft ropes. He wrapped Sun Sheng's big stick around his body in an instant.

In the next moment, when Mi Shenmeng stood there once again, Sun Sheng had already fallen to the ground like a pile of mud. He looked like a drunk who had all his bones removed.

He didn't know if this could be considered as killing his opponent in one move. However, everyone, including Monk Wanda and Zhang Jingxuan... All of them had reevaluated this young man. It was very hard to make a judgment about this young man.

Mi Shenmeng's martial arts was very strange. Most of the people present had never heard of it before, let alone seen it before.

As for the surrounding crowd, they did not know whether to be amazed or not. Or should they sigh? Everyone was here to watch the show. Naturally, the most interesting part was the ping-pong match. Like this, the big guy was knocked down in an instant. And he didn't even understand how he was knocked down. Such a scene... It was really a bit advanced. Without a commentator, he looked a bit tired!

Pei Fafang and the other two experts beside him, their faces changed color. Since the few of them appeared together, it meant that they were basically on the same level. The other two were Chen Shengdao from the Chen Family Valley in Hebei. The other one was the enlightenment of the Mount Tai Sect. Both of them had their own unique skills. Both of them did not take Sun Sheng seriously. However, Sun Sheng was born with extraordinary strength. It was not easy to deal with him even if he had trained his outer martial arts to the peak. The other three understood that if they wanted to defeat him... Without three to five hundred moves, it would be very difficult to defeat him. Hence, they had to be careful about the risks involved.

And now, it could even be said that they had not even used a single move. Sun Sheng had turned into a lump of mud. How could they not be frightened? Even though they should stand up for him after taking his benefits, but at this moment... Even his courage was gone.

Fortunately, at this moment, Kuiguang's Lama's voice rang out.

"Good! Finally, a main character has appeared. The reason I came here today is to meet the real culprit behind the braided case. It seems like you're most likely unable to escape responsibility. Since you're here, don't leave. "

Kuiguang said a few more words with the intention in his heart. It was self-evident. The main reason was that Si Shuiliu's contribution was not justified. If he could take down this young man, it would definitely be a great contribution. Although his opponent's martial arts was mysterious, the Lama was not afraid. He was even a little eager to give it a try.

Unfortunately, at this moment, he heard a voice from the side.

"Stop! This kid is mine!"

What!? Are you for real!? Who do you think you are? It's the heavens! Why should I listen to you? Why!

At this moment, a million alpacas in Kuiguang's heart rumbled as they ran over. But when he saw Monk Wanda's expression from the corner of his eye, he still decided. He would endure for now and not lower himself to the same level as this guy who was neither male nor female.

It was because Monk Wanda's pale face had turned even paler. However, the signature smile on his face was no longer there. His eyes, however, seemed to be slightly red. It looked like white and red. Even Kuiguang, the great lama, did not want to take another look at it.

"You, kid, you are from the Mi family. Is that old ghost of yours dead? Or is he still alive?"