740: C740 Go too Far

C740 Go too Far

Xu Liusu naturally had the urge to slap the face of a pretentious dealer like Na Lee.

Unfortunately, his meridians had not healed and the obstruction of his Dantian had not been broken through. He could only suppress the anger in his heart and wait to see what would happen.

"Hmph, this guy …" "When Little Shan grows up, I will definitely teach him a lesson!"

On the side, Na Xiaoshan was still filled with righteous indignation as he said that. His little face was flushed red with anger.

"Alright, Xiaoshan. From now on, just be diligent in your cultivation. The competition is about to begin, let's quickly take a look."

Towards this, Xu Liusu could only smile helplessly. He picked up the little fatty who was drying his mucus again and directed his gaze towards the plaza.

"I announce the start of the match. Each of you, go on stage according to your serial number."

At this time, Na Qianshan, who was sitting at the head seat, presided over the competition as he said lightly.

"Number 1, Na Meng, her opponent is Na Feng."

Upon finishing his words, two young men walked out from the crowd.

However, Na Meng and Na Feng were trembling as they walked, no longer in high spirits.

They couldn't help but look to the side at Na Lee, who was sneering nonstop. The panic on their faces became even stronger.

"What are you all still standing around for? Let's start!"

Na Shan, who was standing not too far away, said with a stern tone: "Don't let an outsider affect your emotions. If the martial path loses its courage, how will you become a warrior with Na Clan?"

"Hmph, a warrior of Na Clan?"

Na Lee sneered, cast a sidelong glance at Na Shan, and said playfully: "Na Shan, in a while, I will let you understand, you reputed to be the number one warrior in Na Clan, how unbearable you will be!"

"Alright, I'll be waiting for you …"

Na Shan replied indifferently.

On the square, Na Meng and Na Feng gradually calmed down and began to madly fight with each other.

Back and forth, the figures of people crossed each other.

The two of them turned their bodies into a mysterious movement technique. Among them, Na Meng was holding a red Halberd in her hand. The halberd shot out Ruloong, the red light became even brighter, the attack was extremely sharp.

On the other hand, Na Feng was holding his breath as he focused his attention on the opponent's attack trajectory.

His speed was much faster than Na Meng's. Although he had almost been hit by the halberd shadows every time, he was able to avoid the dangerous and dangerous attacks of the red Halberd and let Na Meng's palm strike wind away!

Before long, due to her speed advantage, Na Feng had pressed a palm onto Na Lee's arm, causing the red Halberd to fly out of his hand and fly in the direction of Na Lee.

Na Lee caught the red Halberd in one palm strike with a sneer on his face.

"Mm, not bad. Na Feng won this battle. Your speed is even faster than it was a month ago. It looks like I need to teach you some movement techniques …"

Na Qianshan stood up and smiled in satisfaction.

"Little brother Na Feng, you are indeed worthy of being called such a person. I, Na Meng, am willing to admit defeat …"

In this battle, the two of them had regained a lot of confidence. Namon was not discouraged by her loss, instead he was kind and amiable.

Na Feng smiled. "Big Brother Na Meng, don't say such words anymore. I've almost failed several times. If I hadn't practiced the Treading the Sky Wind a few days ago, I wouldn't have been your match."

"Haha, are you done talking? Aren't you afraid of being laughed out of your wits by blowing your own trumpet on such a weak battlefield?"1

At this time, Na Lee's sinister voice sounded again. With his arms crossed and the red Halberd in one hand, he looked to be teasing.

"Na Lee, quickly return the Scarlet Blood Halberd to me!" Namen stared at him.

"Return it to you?"

"Hehe, my apologies. This kind of rotten metal will not benefit your cultivation. How about …"

Ka-cha! *

Na Lee clenched his hand, and with the power of his five fingers, the Halberd broke into two.

"You, you actually destroyed my Spiritual Weapon! It was given to me by my Abba! "

Nama's eyes suddenly filled with anger, and he charged straight forward!

When he was five years old, his father was eaten by the demon and not even his bones remained.

This red Halberd was father's only heirloom!

"Hmph, are you looking to die?"

Na Lee stretched out his hand and slapped. A majestic five-finger print fiercely hit the other party's chest!

Puff puff!

Nama's eyes suddenly rolled back as he was sent flying backwards. With the sound of his bones shattering, a bloody mist broke out from his chest, shocking anyone who saw it!

"Na Lee, you're so vicious!" Do you really think I won't kill you? "

Na Qianshan stood up abruptly and was infuriated!

Na Feng, Na Xue, and Na Shan, the outstanding juniors, were also tense as they stared at Na Lee!

Na Lee waved his hand and chuckled: "Patriarch, you are too old and have lost your sight..." Didn't you see that this idiot made the first move against me?

With that, Na Lee squinted his eyes, and a sliver of malicious intent flowed out …

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