"You can actually hurt me? That's right, haha, since you hurt me, then the end of this fight is about to come!" Yue Ziqiang was very angry that Wang Yi attacked him. How could he be looked down upon by him?

If someone is hurt? He will immediately become angry and laugh instead.

"You can hurt me, but I can't hurt you?" Wang Yi said, and then sneered.

"Hmph! Just wait, don't cry! Otherwise, others will say that I bully the children!" Yue Ziqiang used his age to suppress Wang Yi again.

"It's a joke! If a kid hurts you, you won't feel ashamed." Wang Yi seized on the flaw in his words and counterattacked.

"Look at the gun!" Yue Ziqiang stopped fighting with Wang Yi and swept away with another gun. The tip of the gun was also wrapped with his strong spiritual power.

Wang Yi swung the sword in his hand, intending to block the gun, but he didn't know that there was not much spiritual energy in the sword, so it was bounced away. The gun hit his waist, and he was immediately thrown away by a foot. This time

The blow was very hard.

"Hahaha! Just practice for a few more years, but if you practice for another ten years or a hundred years, you won't be able to surpass me!" Yue Ziqiang hit Wang Yi and immediately caught him to ridicule Wang Yi.

"Stop chirping, you can see the real moves under your hands. Look at the sword!" After Wang Yi was hit, he calmed down a little. When he was hit, he came to his senses and suddenly remembered what Wang Wuhui said when he taught him how to fight.

"When fighting the enemy, remember not to be angered by the enemy's words. Otherwise, although the intensity of the attack will be increased during the battle, it will greatly affect your mind and make it easy for the enemy to knock you down and defeat you!"

He now finally knows that the consequences of not listening to those words, the state of mind, is very important! In front of him, Yue Ziqiang was also angered by his previous words, and his combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced. After he wakes up, he will not be easily hit.

Naturally, he has a higher chance of winning, but it's a bit of a bargain, but he's not afraid of deceit, so he doesn't think there's anything wrong with that.

In the auditorium, Ye Siling saw Wang Yi being hit, and she was naturally very nervous. She was worried about whether Wang Yi was injured. Suddenly, she heard someone coming from behind. She turned around and saw that it was the person who praised Wang Yi before, saying "Martial arts in the world.

Nothing is indestructible except speed." That old man.

"This is Wang Yi's mother, Ye Siling, right?" the old man said to Ye Siling.

"Yes, I wonder what the old gentleman wants to do?" Ye Siling asked.

"Well, my name is Feng Shenjian. I saw your son Wang Yi's sword speed, so I hope he can become my disciple. I don't have to ask for anything. I will only teach him how to practice a fast sword. Of course, it's best to do it with a sword."

After his adult ceremony, he can travel with me." The old man called himself Feng Shen Jian and asked Ye Siling.

"Wind God Sword! Are you the one everyone on the continent calls the number one fastest sword?" Ye Siling asked in surprise.

"Yes!" Feng Shenjian affirmed.

"That's great, Wang Yi will definitely become even more powerful!" Ye Siling said in surprise, "As for whether he can travel with you when he becomes an adult, it depends on Wang Yi's father's decision."

"Yes, I understand." Feng Shenjian said.

"Thank you very much!"

On the ring, Wang Yi and Yue Ziqiang had fought several times. Although Yue Ziqiang attacked fiercely, there were several flaws. Wang Yi was always hit by Wang Yi, and their clothes were in tatters.

"Haha, what do you mean by your broken gun? I will definitely defeat you today!" Wang Yi was irritating Yue Ziqiang all the time.

"You broken sword, haven't you been hit by me several times? Defeat me? Haha! That's not possible! Not even a trace!" Yue Ziqiang's anger has already exceeded three feet. When has he ever been so aggrieved? Pride

He was in a state of anger and full of flaws.

"It doesn't matter how many times you hit me, I hit you more times! Today I'm going to let you feel the taste of failure!" Wang Yi said.

"I have never tasted failure. The chance that you want me to try is zero!" Yue Ziqiang said, while speaking, he pointed his gun at Wang Yi, but did not see the flaw in his left hand. Wang Yi didn't care about counting the silver.

Spear, kicked Yue Ziqiang's left hand with one leg, and the original shot was suddenly delayed by half a beat. Wang Yi kicked several times, Yue Ziqiang retreated repeatedly, and finally reached the edge of the ring. Wang Yi elbowed Yue Ziqiang, hitting Yue Ziqiang's stomach.

Qiang was kicked out of the ring.

"Haha! I won!" Wang Yi said happily to Yue Ziqiang, but he coughed violently several times. It turned out that he had consumed too much spiritual energy and was a little exhausted.

"This one, Wang Yi wins!" the worshiper announced.

"What! Yue Ziqiang actually lost! I bet on 10,000 yuan!" The people around who had bet on Yue Ziqiang said sadly when they saw that Yue Ziqiang lost.

But here, the boss is sad. Ye Siling paid one million yuan to get in. Now she is sad.

Ye Siling was very happy. Seeing Wang Yi's lack of energy, she was also worried, but she was very relieved.

far away.

"Brother Wang, your son is not bad. He knows how to provoke generals! My son was defeated by Wang Yi, so he is not very aggrieved." Yue Tianqi said to Wang Wuhui.

"Haha, I have to look at them from now on!"

"well."
Chapter completed!