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Chapter 8 "Nothing But You"(1/2)

"Stop!" A loud shout sounded, and Wei Tianhu stood in front of a group of people and looked at Wei Long coldly.

"Team leader, why are you here?"

Wei Long's eyes flashed coldly, and he seemed to find Wei Tianhu, and he smiled and waved enthusiastically.

He looked at the people behind and greeted him: "Wenbao, Hei Tie, Gouzi, Erdan, you are all here."

After Wei Long joined the hunting team for three days, he could feel that Wei Tianhu looked at him incorrectly from the beginning.

He thought about it carefully and never offended Wei Tianhu, nor even had contact with him.

But sometimes malicious intentions are unreasonable.

Wei Long was in strength and was steadily. Even though he had just joined the hunting team, he had never made any mistakes. He was quite enthusiastic and could not find any faults. He thought Wei Tianhu would explode soon, but he didn't expect that the other party had waited for three days, and at this moment he led the group of people to surround him, obviously trying to do something.

Wei Long greeted him "passionately", which made many young people following Wei Tianhu a little embarrassed.

It’s not right to go back, it’s not right to go back.

These people all knew clearly what Wei Tianhu wanted to do, and they were here to cause trouble for Wei Long, and they stood on Wei Tianhu's side.

Wei Long's performance was somewhat beyond Wei Tianhu's expectations.

He was silent for a while, thinking about how to speak.

"If nothing happens, I'll leave." Wei Long walked towards another road.

Wei Tianhu is very extraordinary. He can enter the battle group and basically he is in the late stage of blood transfer. The average strength is not explained by talent.

For example, Wei Heidi is the son of a blacksmith and Wei Wenbao is the son of a pharmacist. Most of their fathers have a certain status in the village, and at least they are elite members of the hunting team.

Only in this way can they have the resources to excel among the younger generation and directly enter the elite combat team.

"I want to challenge you and officially defeat you!" Wei Tianhu's eyes gradually became firm, and he took a step forward and stopped Wei Long, "I want to take back the title of the young first person from you."

"The first young man?"

Wei Long was stunned and then smiled, mocking and disdainful, "Are you tired of hunting for a day? Why spend your thoughts on this? If you discuss practicing, I am happy. But there is no need for unnecessary struggle."

"Individual battle, you regard my challenge as a meaningless battle!" Wei Long's careless words deeply stimulated Wei Tianhu. His eyes looked at Wei Long with a terrifying look.

"You are careful to hide your strength, and then at the last moment you will show your perfect cultivation and take away the title of the youngest man from your hands in front of all the villagers!"

Wei Tianhu's temperament became cold and he said in a cold voice: "You hide so deeply, but you look down on me at this moment! Do you know how much I have paid for it?"

"What hides yourself, what is the first person of the younger generation?"

Wei Long couldn't understand. He did nothing, and he had more trouble out of thin air. He was also very upset and sneered: "Do you have to identify the four heavenly kings in Weizhuang Village, and have one Tianhu King, Wenbao King, and Black Iron King to create five names?"

"I haven't hidden any cultivation." Wei Long saw that Wei Tianhu's eyes became more and more unkind, and to be honest, he didn't want to conflict with them head-on. "The improvement of strength was actually just over ten days. I didn't join the hunting team before. I was really not strong enough and I was afraid of danger."

"You only took ten days to get promoted to the perfect blood circulation?"

"Yes."

"What kind of cultivation did you achieve at that time?"

"Mid-stage blood-moving."

"Haha. Are you insulting me? It took only more than ten days to improve from the middle stage of blood transfer to perfection!" Wei Tianhu gritted his teeth and looked at Wei Long, and said angrily: "How can you insult me ​​like this!"

"How dare you!"

"I didn't insult you." Wei Long was silent: "I'm telling the truth."

Wei Long didn't know what to say.

Is it his fault to be outstanding?

"You used the words "measureless fight" to erase all my efforts! You also insult me ​​with words that even a three-year-old child would not believe!" Wei Long's silence was a ignorance of him in Wei Tianhu's eyes.

He said coldly: "Let's take action!"

Wei Tianhu suppressed the anger in his heart and inserted Park Knife to the ground. He was afraid that he could not help but pull out his sword to kill Wei Long. He still maintained a trace of rationality, and the qi and blood covered his whole body. The red qi and blood power surrounded his whole body like an angry snake.

Wei Tianhu looked straight at Wei Long, as if seeing the shock in his eyes, and said, "That's right, I'm also perfectly moving blood!"

At the end of the world, the bright sun was almost about to fall, and gorgeous red clouds filled the sky and the earth. The earth seemed to want to hold on to the bright sun and make it sink, but the sunset would only fall into the earth at its own pace. Obviously, it was not yet dark, so the sunset was still there.

Wei Long imitated Wei Tianhu and inserted Park Knife on the ground.

Looking at Wei Heitie behind Wei Tianhu, Wei Wenbao and his group sighed and said, "You can take action together, otherwise you will lose quickly."

"How dare you insult me ​​like this!"

Hearing this, Wei Tianhu almost vomited blood. His square face twisted and roared, his whole body was filled with blood and he rushed forward violently, and he was extremely powerful. He used the starting style of the Bahuang Prison Fist and grabbed Wei Long.

"It's just a little short of getting into the hall." A hint of admiration flashed in Wei Long's eyes.

It is not bad at all before he added points. Even if Wei Shengjun had a private snack, I think Wei Tianhu worked hard a lot.

Of course, from Wei Long's current perspective, there are flaws everywhere.

After adding points, he not only went straight from [First View of the Door] to [Entering the House], but actually went further.

"Well." Wei Long didn't expect the result to be like this. If he didn't take action, he would be afraid that there would be more trouble in the future. "Just be beaten to the end at once."

Wei Long hates trouble, especially the power behind this group of people should not be underestimated.

The qi and blood of Wei Long flashed by. It was the ultimate crimson color, which was almost cured to the extreme. The added points made his foundation extremely solid. In addition, he deliberately slowed down and had already reached the perfection of blood circulation, and could vaguely see the flow of golden light.

Wei Long arrived first, and the condensed qi and blood were like a sharp blade, bombarding Wei Tianhu's chest. The qi and blood on the latter's body were not condensed enough, and it collapsed at one touch and was directly destroyed.

A boom!

Wei Long's fist was like a cannon, knocking Wei Tianhu away with one blow.

Wei Tianhu landed heavily on the ground, and the huge force made him retreat more than ten meters after brushing the ground. Wei Long's punch directly shattered his defense, and his qi and blood were scattered. With a wow, Wei Tianhu squirted out a mouthful of blood.

"You guys go together."

Wei Long looked at Wei Heitie and his group. These people followed Wei Tianhu and actually expressed their position.

Seeing Wei Long's gaze, the five people subconsciously took a step back. After reacting, Wei Hei's neck twitched and his face turned red: "What are you going to do? Don't come here!"

Before he could finish his words, Wei Long's figure flashed and took a step forward. The crimson blood flowed all over his body, like gorgeous armor.

In a blink of an eye, his fist fell on Wei Heitie's lower abdomen.

Wei Long's cultivation is higher than theirs, and the level of the "Eight Desolate Prison Fist" is far beyond them.

One punch, bang bang bang bang!

After five punches, no one stood up again.

These people were wailing on the ground, but they chose the time and location very well. At this time, almost all the villagers were having dinner in the square, and there were always few people on this road.

Therefore, no matter how they call, they can't call anyone.

Bang bang bang!

Wei Long kicked him one by one until he didn't shout, but he stopped. One after another, the louder he shouted, the more fierce he kicked, the more vigorous he kicked. With the example, everyone held it in his hands.

He didn't say anything in pain, but he didn't say anything, but Wei Long still kicked him hard.

There is nothing to show mercy.

They stood with Wei Tianhu, opposite Wei Long. Since they did not care about the friendship between the "colleagues" in the same group, Wei Long had nothing to care about.

He doesn't provoke these people, but he is not afraid of these people.

Just kidding, I'm cheating and still living a frustrated life, so it's better to hit the head and die.

The sunset was completely silent, and the world fell into darkness.

Wei Long stood indifferently.

On the cold ground, six young people with strong qi and blood were lying everywhere. Even if there was no trace of scar on their faces, there were boxing and footprints left in some inconspicuous places and places where their clothes could cover them.

From their expressions that were about to cry, it could be seen that it hurts quite a bit.

"I want to practice quietly. In the days that followed, this incident will be pretended that it has not happened and no one is allowed to complain. Well, it is better not to play the naive drama of revenge. It is probably like this. No one will bother me again, be more mature."

Wei Long looked around, spoke softly and elegantly, and said grimly, "If you insist on getting bothered me, I will twist my head off next time!"

The six people lying on the ground trembled and were silent.

Silence means agreeing.

Wei Long breathed a sigh of relief, pulled up Park's knife and led the flesh away. The moonlight pulled his shadow far away.

Wei Tianhu staggered up and looked at Wei Long's back with his eyes firm.

"I will challenge you, and I won't admit defeat, woo." Before he finished speaking, his mouth was covered by the people around him.

*******

Back home.

"I don't care about a lot of things, but Wei Tianhu is not. He is just a young man under sixteen years old."

Wei Long was reflecting on himself: "At this age, he has a strong competitive spirit, and usually overdosing his vanity and self-esteem, and then doing things he thinks he is cool, and often ignores what he really likes."

Wei Long reflected on his mistakes. Not everyone is as good as him, so he should think more about others.
To be continued...
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