Chapter 421 Apprenticeship Ceremony (Part 2)

Liu Meng went quickly and came back quickly, but he saw his body like an iron tower flying backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Song Xiaotian felt a little reluctant, but saw him jumping high and catching Liu Meng in the air.

"Puff..." When he put Liu Meng on the ground, Liu Meng's cheeks suddenly bulged and a mouthful of blood was spewing out.

"It's the grass-mud horse!" Feng Er cursed and rushed towards the bearded man of the ape.

"Wait!" Song Xiaotian stopped Feng Er and glanced behind them, meaning that he was telling Feng Er that if he took action, he would definitely expose his strength.

"I'll go!" Song Xiaotiandao.

"You go to Hammer. Now everyone knows that you are a second-generation disciple. If you go, you will only attract old guys from other families to come and find fault!" Feng Er said angrily, "Don't worry, our Brother Ming already knows my martial arts foundation."

Besides, I am a second-generation disciple. They are idiots yet. See how I deal with them, just wait and watch the show!"

"Ah? What's the matter, Brother Ming?" Song Xiaotian exclaimed.

"It's Ye Wuming. That old guy is a bit abnormal sometimes, but it's very fun. Like the old naughty boy, although I am a master and apprentice with him now, we are actually as close as brothers!" Feng Er looked proud and proud.

typical.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, you're so fucking amazing. You're even brothers coming..." Song Xiaotian stretched out two thumbs, "Are you afraid that lightning will strike you?"

"Tsk, it's not that my brother is not enough, it's just that I've always been very low-key. Besides, we Brother Ming doesn't care about it. It's up to God!" Feng Ershun walked away with his own hairstyle, strode away.

"What do you mean? Why do you hit my senior brother?" Feng Er walked to the ape man with a swaying swaying, pointed at his nose and shouted.

"Are you also the third generation of disciples who have been newly acquired this year?" The middle-aged man looked at Feng Er with a tragic look. He did not see any fluctuations in his body. In his opinion, Feng Er was just another and

Just a stupid fool like Liu Meng.

He is a second-generation disciple of Wuming Villa, named Chen Mulei, Chen Mufeng and senior brother, and Chen Zhen’s personal disciple. The most important thing is that he is Chen San’s uncle.

He has never had any children until his middle age, so he always treats his brother's son Chen San as his own. After Chen San and Chen Mufeng were both broken into Song Xiaotian and the others, his mood was similar to Chen Zhen, and he had already put it on the ground.

Song Xiaotian and Feng Er hated him to the core.

Although he had never seen Song Xiaotian and Feng Er, the photos and information of them were well known to all the unknown villas. The reason why he came to Feijian Villa to attend the apprenticeship ceremony was nothing more than to kill Song Xiaotian and Feng Er.

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His cultivation level exceeded fifty years of skill a few years ago, and he was also the mainstay of the nameless villa. The information shows that Feng Er is useless except for his good shooting skills. The only thought in his mind is that

Find an opportunity to slap Feng Er to death!

"I am, what's wrong? What's the matter? Do you want to take the test? " Feng Er said impatiently.

In fact, he had long wanted to slap the beard in front of him, which looked like ape, but if he took action rashly in this situation, it would be a bit unreasonable. He just now hit Liu Meng with a palm and vomited blood, because Liu Meng attacked him first, so Liu Meng

After being beaten and vomited blood, even his master Ye Feichi was speechless. After all, it was his own fault first, and others were defending themselves.

Therefore, at this time, Feng Er wanted to attack him ruthlessly, of course he had to be famous.

What Feng Er didn't know was that Chen Mulei was almost exactly the same as him at this moment. Chen Mulei knew Feng Er, but Feng Er didn't know him, so how could he know that Chen Mulei was also thinking about finding excuses to kill him.

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People in this world are so hypocritical. Both sides want to kill each other, but they can't find a high-sounding reason.

However, Feng Er's last sentence just now was to relieve Chen Mulei of the siege, and he saw him smiling and said, "Young man, I really want to test you, but my kung fu routine is a tough path, you know it too

, It would be bad if I missed the move like I did just now!"

"Stop talking nonsense. If I was beaten to death by you, I deserve it!" Feng Er was not a patient person at first. He really didn't want to talk nonsense with the ape in front of him anymore.

"Since that's the case, I'll learn your tricks!" Chen Mulei said, jumped and flew to the wooden platform in the center of the square.

"Don't you know how to use light skills? What's so great!" Feng Er glanced at Chen Mulei on the stage with contempt, walked to the wooden platform with great strides, looked at the wooden platform that was two meters high, and turned his head to look at it.

"Brother, give me a hand and push me up!"

"..." When everyone around heard Feng Er's words, they suddenly became silent. Everyone looked at Feng Er like a fool. They were thinking, what kind of heart are you hurt? Even on the ring

If you can't compete with others, why are you still competing with?

This wooden platform does not leave a staircase leading to the wooden platform. If you want to go up, you can only ask someone to help you with light skills. Feng Er can do nothing except with a terrifying ancient martial arts true energy, let alone that

It's a kind of light skill of volleyball.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Er was carried onto the wooden platform by several enthusiastic young men under the attention of the crowd.

Feng Er rolled and crawled, climbing the wooden platform in an extremely embarrassing manner, glanced at the disdainful expressions of the people below the stage, and even he blushed a little.

"Damn, after this matter is over, you have to ask Brother Ming to teach me some light skills!" This was Feng Er's only thought at this time.

"Boy, I'll give you three moves first!" Chen Mulei was even more convinced that Feng Er was a waste without any ancient martial arts cultivation, so he became even more arrogant.

"What if I beat you to death with these three moves?" Feng Er said loudly, and as soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter rang out from the audience.

"Haha..." Chen Mulei smiled even more and leaned back and forth.

"Swish..." At this moment, Feng Er suddenly rushed out like lightning.

His speed was very fast, as fast as thunder, even Chen Mulei, who was standing opposite him, seemed to hear a burst of thunder.

Chen Mulei was stunned by the sudden scene in front of him, but after all, he was an ancient martial arts master with fifty years of cultivation. Even if he faced a master who was too strong than him, at least he still had a chance to react.

His face changed drastically, he waved his palm with a serious face, and rushed towards him to Feng Er. He was so famous that he was a master of ancient martial arts world, facing such a junior.

Attack, of course he won't turn around and jump.

"Hmph!" Seeing that Chen Mufeng not only did not escape in a panic, he actually dared to respond calmly, a wicked smile flashed across Feng Er's mouth. After a cold snorting, he also stretched out his right hand to face Chen Mufeng's palm.

"Bang!" The two of them intersected their palms, and a shocking explosion came from them.

Then followed by Chen Mulei's tragic scream, "Ah..."
Chapter completed!