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Although Zhang Shihu's surprise attack came quickly.

But for Wei Yi, it was still too commonplace, and it didn't even give him a sense of urgency.

With a few changes in footsteps, he easily avoided Zhang Shihu's iron fist.

Immediately after a series of afterimages flickered, he disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Zhang Shihu's face was full of astonishment.

Liu Chuang's expression darkened.

At this moment, he can finally be completely sure that the speed of the kid in front of him is absolutely astonishing, even far beyond his grasp.

"I come--"

Worried that others would suffer, Liu Chuang immediately wanted to join.

But at this time, Hou Zhengtao suddenly stood in front of him.

Although Hou Zhengtao's strength is not as good as Liu Chuang's, he is still a martial artist in the realm of martial arts, so it is no problem to stop Liu Chuang.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

"If you want to bully the few with more, pass me first!"

Hou Zhengtao said with a sneer.

The others at the helm of the Overlord Sect also took a step forward in unison, with an obvious threat.

"you--"

Liu Chuang glared.

But after thinking about it, in the end, he didn't force his shot.

Because he has also seen clearly that Wei Yi has not broken through the realm of Wuling, Zhang Shihu may not lose the competition.

Besides, even if Zhang Shihu loses, there are others. If they really lose at that time, they will still have time to make a move.

With such thoughts in mind, Liu Chuang was not in a hurry.

But at this time, Wei Yi's figure appeared behind Zhang Shihu, patted his shoulder jokingly, and said lightly, "Brother, I'm here!"

"Whoever is your brother, give me a punch!"

Zhang Shihu was full of anger.

With a loud roar, he immediately swung his fist and swept over.

"Oh, how unfriendly."

"Don't you know that friendship comes first and competition comes second?"

This time Wei Yi didn't dodge any more, but stretched out his right hand like lightning.

Just as Zhang Shihu swung his fist, he grabbed the opponent's wrist with his palm, and his strength exploded in an instant, turning Zhang Shihu's wrist around at once.

No matter how powerful Zhang Shihu is, he can't exert much strength if his joints are captured.

Instead, severe pain hit him, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his legs and knees were folded involuntarily, and his body sank suddenly.

Naturally, Wei Yi wouldn't really put friendship first, so he unceremoniously threw out a whip leg, filled with strength, with a loud wind sound, as if a real steel whip.

Snapped--

The ear-shattering sound echoed in the training ground.

Everyone was shocked.

Then he saw Zhang Shihu's burly and majestic body flying upside down.

He slammed into the weapon rack not far away.

There was a burst of crackling.

The weapon rack was instantly torn apart, and Zhang Shihu rolled on the ground in pain, unable to get up for a long time.

Seeing such a scene, all the Nine Swordsmen could not help but change their expressions slightly.

Zhang Shihu's strength is not the strongest among them, but it is definitely considered first-class. With the cultivation base of a seventh-rank great martial artist, plus his amazing strength, few are sure to beat him.

But in front of Wei Yi, he had absolutely no room to play, instead he was kicked over in just a few moves.

This gap...

"Go together!"

The two Jiudaohui warriors with similar looks looked at each other, and then ran out quickly together without making a fuss.

Both of them are seventh-rank great martial artists.

And they are brothers who share a heart.

Together, they once defeated a tenth-rank great martial artist.

call--

call--

Two ear-piercing screams pierced the air, without any warning, the two turned over and kicked violently at the same time, both with heavy force, one could tell that the two had good leg skills.

And one left and one right, there was no room for Wei Yi to dodge at all.

The loud wind rang.

The corner of Wei Yi's mouth twitched slightly.

Immediately, his figure became blurred.

The side kicks that the two had prepared for a long time all failed, and the stunned expression was obvious on their faces. They finally realized how Zhang Shihu felt just now.

The speed of the opponent's movement is really amazing, completely exceeding the speed of their moves.

However, there was Zhang Shihu's example in the front. The two reacted quickly, and then immediately changed their moves, and changed direction again to attack Wei Yi.

But at this time, Wei Yi had already made a move.

Block one of them's calf with a palm.

Press down hard at the same time.

The palm force of the heart-breaking palm exploded, and the expression on the man's face suddenly became distorted.

Wei Yi received a punch, and he had no time to stop it, and was directly knocked to the ground.

"Second brother!"

The other person couldn't help but change his face when he saw this.

In a panic, he was bullied by Wei Yi again.

And forced the opponent back again and again.

"Boom" sounded loudly.

Dragon Elephant Fist!
The elder brother was also sent flying by a punch.

Wei Yi shook his head,

"Too weak, too weak."

"It's too weak."

Then he looked at the fighters of the Nine-Knife Club, and sneered unceremoniously, "Are these weak chickens the only ones in your Nine-Knife Club? If they are all so weak, why don't you disband them as soon as possible..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Nine Swords Club couldn't help but look ugly.

All of them were furious.

"I come!"

"You kid is too arrogant!"

A burly, shirtless man roared out.

The cultivation base broke out completely without any hidden measures.

The realm of a tenth-rank great martial artist!
The number one master in the Nine Swords Club after Liu Chuang.

Seeing him stand up, Liu Chuang, who was already planning to make a move, restrained his impulse.

The big man didn't move forward empty-handed, but lifted a spear from the weapon rack next to him, and then strode towards Wei Yi.

"Boy, you..."

"I never waste my words with trash, let's do it!"

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Yi waved his hands and said arrogantly.

As soon as Wei Yi's taunting skills were released, the man was instantly enraged.

"court death!"

The burly man roared angrily, and immediately rushed forward with the big gun in his hand.

With a flick of the spear's head, countless spear shadows swept over in an instant.

Surging true energy engulfed it.

It's like the waves of the sea are churning.

One can tell at a glance that it is definitely a high-level marksmanship and martial skill.

He was indeed worthy of being a tenth-rank great martial artist, and he opened the gap with the previous three as soon as he made a move.

However, Wei Yi's face did not change at all.

What is invincibility at the same level?

It means not paying attention to anyone at the same level.

Against that monstrous genius, Wei Yi might have to fight for another [-] rounds.

But facing three or two kittens like the Nine Swords Club, Wei Yi didn't have the slightest pressure at all.

"Is this the level?"

"It seems that the Nine Knife Society is really weak..."

The voice fell.

Wei Yi jumped up immediately.

Stepping on the opponent's gun head into the air.

The countless gun shadows that swept over could not stop Wei Yi's attack.

In a flash, Wei Yi appeared in front of him.

The big man's face changed in shock, and he immediately wanted to pull back.

The spear in his hand also immediately withdrew and wanted to change his moves.

but--

It's too late.

"Boom" sounded.

Dislocated jaw.

Nosebleeds flew.

A punch from bottom to top, like a dragon breaking through.

boom--

After a while, the entire martial arts training ground was completely quiet, and the four "masters" of the Nine Swords Club were all lying on the ground, and no one shouted anymore.

Only Wei Yi stood there unscathed, looking at Liu Chuang with a smile on his face.

Stretching out his fingers, he said contemptuously,
"You do it--"