Chapter 11 Wang Yaner

After reaching the ninth level, Wu Pengwei felt that his body was full of surging power.

This feeling has never been felt since reaching the eighth floor.

Although the eighth layer is also the level of high-level warriors, the power of qi and blood is much more than that of the seventh layer, but there is always a feeling that it is not filled, and it seems that there is still a gap in the meridians.

But after reaching the ninth layer, this gap is completely stuffed, rolling and full.

Wu Pengwei jumped off the roof, his heart moved at will, and the "floating cloud palm" naturally appeared.

There was a soft wind blowing in the yard, but the wind was soft but not weak, and it was like a sea wave slowly, stirring the fallen leaves in the whole yard along a circle.

The center of the circle is Wu Pengwei, who is exerting martial arts.

There is a soft white light on his hands, like a floating cloud changing in the sky, as hazy as fog, and the floating clouds fluctuate and change gently with the dance of his palms.

After several changes by Wu Pengwei, the "floating cloud hand" is complete, which is not the same as the initial astringency.

Between the floating clouds, the wind gradually rose. Wu Peng's powerful palms moved, and his body flashed before the wall. One palm exploded out, and the wall with a thickness of ten centimeters roared loudly and smashed a big hole.

The broken masonry in the hole fell to the ground, which turned out to be a piece the size of a fingernail.

Most of the walls of the Wu family are piled up with sea blue stone soaked with copper oil. This kind of processed stone is as hard as iron and extremely difficult to break.

On that day, what Wu Pengwei smashed was nothing but unprocessed Haiqing stone on the beach, and the power of his whole body could only break it into a few large pieces. Now, any palm can grind the hard sea blue stone into small pieces as nails. The difference in power is clear at a glance.

Breathing out a turbid breath, Wu Pengwei withdrew his palm and looked back. The fat maid Linger was looking at herself in surprise with big round eyes, with a surprised face.

Even if the maid of Wufu doesn't know martial arts skills, her eyesight is not good. Naturally, she understands what it means to leave a big hole on the sea lapis lazuli wall that is stronger than dozuli.

What surprised the fat maid most was that the handsome sixth young master in front of him seemed to be less than fourteen years old.

In her impression, it seems that no child under the age of 17 in Wufu can have such skills.

Wu Pengwei looked at the surprised fat maid, smiled shyly, took the tea in her hand, took a sip, and then said, "I didn't scare you. I couldn't stop it for a while."

The fat girl quickly shook her head and said crisply, "I'm not afraid. The more powerful the young master is, the happier I am."

She is true. The stronger Wu Pengwei's strength is, the higher his status in the house. As Wu Pengwei's maid, her value will naturally rise.

Seeing Wu Pengwei's smile, the fat girl said, "Master Six, the Wang family is coming. The third elders let you go to the family's living room to meet."

"Mr. Wang?" Wu Pengwei immediately frowned.

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Linwei Wang, as the owner of the urban Qianzhuang, operates more than 20 Qianzhuang sub-points, with strong assets and many masters in the family.

Now it has steadily ranked first among the three major forces in danger, and it is said that the Wang family has a close relationship with Moyunzong, one of the top ten martial arts sects today, which cannot be underestimated.

In Wu's guest hall, the atmosphere was a little solemn.

A bearded man sat in the chair of the master and said oldly, "Brother Tianyun, although Wu is strong, the sea has not been peaceful recently. It is rumored that several elite monsters have escaped from the 'Endless Sea' and made waves in the Luoyun Strait. I'm afraid you can't stand it."

Opposite the big man sat a middle-aged man with a slightly yellow face. He had a square face and was not angry and arrogant. There were three was of yellow whiskers hanging straight under his jaw. He had quite a few demeanors. After listening to the other party's words, he frowned and stroked his beard and said, "Brother Lan, this is not good. Although the monster of the 'Endless sea' is powerful, there is naturally a right alliance to come forward. The crisis in the Strait is just a matter of time, and it will be solved soon. The Wu family can still wait for this time. Why bother others? I thanked Wu for the kindness of your family.

The bearded man was stunned at first and immediately laughed: "As well, as long as the two families are together, can business penetrate each other sooner or later?"

The middle-aged man looked at the other party and said lightly, "The Wu family has ancestral teachings and can't trade with other people. This master dares not be exclusive."

When the bearded man heard the words, he smiled, picked up the teacup and took a sip of water. He looked at the children of the Wu family in the room and said with a smile, "I came to your house this time. As soon as I came, I came to talk about the past with Brother Tianyun. Secondly, I have a niece named Wang Yaner. I have long heard that there are many talents in your house, especially the tenth generation. The disciple is talented, and she wants to come here to compete. I don't know what Brother Tianyun thinks?

"It's a good thing to compete with each other. I don't know how your niece's kung fu is, and I'm afraid of hurting the other party." The middle-aged man's heart moved and he wanted to push it away.

Unexpectedly, the bearded man waved his hand and said carelessly, "It's okay to do anything. As long as there is no life, it is inevitable to be hurt in the competition. My niece is not a delicate doll, she is very heroic."

The middle-aged man meditated a little and agreed.

At this time, the bearded man snapped his fingers and shouted outside the hall, "New, you can come in."

Everyone followed his voice, and a graceful girl came into the hall. She was about fifteen or six years old. She was dressed in a blue short suit and wrapped her body in exquisitely. Her face was white and ruddy, and her hair could be broken. Her eyebrows were picturesque, and her blue hair was casually stuck in the back of her head. She turned out to be a pretty girl. The little beauty.

However, this girl is beautiful. She is arrogant on her beautiful face. She doesn't look at others when she comes in. She just said to the bearded man, "Uncle, why did you let me wait outside for so long? Where is the opponent? Come out and fight quickly. I don't have time to spend time with you.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar.

"Yan'er, don't be rude." The bearded man also felt a little embarrassed and said, "This girl is wild. Brother Tianyun, don't blame, don't blame."

The middle-aged man was very well-restrained and didn't care about it. He just nodded to Wu's children. A tough-looking teenager jumped out and said to the girl, "Wu Qi, please give me some advice."

After saying that, he stretched out his arm and made a gesture.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yaner said indifferently, "There is no need to go out to compare. In this hall, I will knock you down in two minutes."

The teenager was suddenly angry, but he suppressed his anger and turned his head to look at the middle-aged man in front of the hall.

The middle-aged man also frowned, thinking that the girl was crazy, but the bearded man beside him smiled and said, "This girl is wild, I don't care about her. Brother Tianyun will let her suffer a little."

The middle-aged man felt something was wrong, but it was not easy to stop it. At this time, the bearded man took out a wooden box from his arms and opened the box. There was a dagger hidden in it. He took it out and said with a smile, "Well, the girl is rude. I can't discipline it. There is a short knife made by the Yunhuang Mo family, cut gold. Duan Yu, if the girl loses in a moment, it will be regarded as an apology this time.

The man was shocked and looked sideways. There was a trace of guilt on the bearded man's face, and there was clearly full pride.

Yunhuang Mojia's weapons, no matter how ordinary they are, are worth tens of gold and extremely sharp. If the big man can give up this lottery, he must think that his niece will not lose.

His heart sank, and a bad hunch flashed through his heart.

The most troublesome thing is that now that others have come up with the lottery, even if they know that they will lose, they can't be willing to fall behind.

"If Jingyue is still there, who dares to bully my Wu family like this?"

He sighed secretly in his heart. The middle-aged man clapped his palm. At once, a subordinate took out a wooden plate from the back hall. On the wooden plate was wrapped in white silk, and on the silk, there was a small pair of silver chest armor.

The middle-aged man pointed to the chest armor and said, "The rotten silver chest armor made by the Beibei Mountain Tiangong family is the head of this time."

As soon as the bearded man heard it, a flash of greed flashed when his eyes were neutral.

The weapons of the Yunhuang Mo family and the armor of Beipi Tiangong are all well-known things all over the world. It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to get one of them. Unexpectedly, the Wu family is also heroic. They know that they will lose the test but they don't want to lose face.

Surprised by the value of the bet, most of Wu's children were shocked, but they regretted why they didn't play the game.

Wu Qi's heart also moved and no longer hesitated. His palms wrapped a golden light and patted Wang Yaner on the opposite side.

The mental method he practiced is "Jin Shi Jue", and it has reached the peak of the seventh level. The martial arts "Jin Guang Zhan" is also proficient, and he has fought several battles with his family. It can be said that he is rich in experience, which is also the reason why the middle-aged man chose him to play.

At this moment, the two babies coveted again. There was no power under one blow, and there was a faint sound of tearing the air, which was powerful.

"Hmm, the pearl of rice also shines."

Wang Yaner smiled coldly, and a sharp color flashed in her eyes as bright as water. A shadow appeared on her palms, and a red color burst out of it, as fast as electricity. She broke through the golden light on her face and hit Wu Wei's chest.

The latter immediately howled and flew backwards, hitting a Wu disciple behind him, spitting out a mouthful of blood and rolling to the ground.

Everyone was shocked.

Wu Wei, who was at the peak of the seventh level, was defeated by the other party with one move.

Wang Yaner glanced at the crowd in the hall and said with a sneer, "Who else is coming!"