332: C332 Terrifying Jiang Weimin!

C332 Terrifying Jiang Weimin!

Jiang Weimin had his back facing Yang Ping, as if he had thought of something, and a fierce battle did not occur. He did not move, but it was like a mountain stretched out in front of him, impossible to surpass.

The fatty felt the pressure of the aura and his chest as he looked at Jiang Weimin in shock.

Yang Ping sighed to herself. Although Jiang Weimin was an idiot, his strength was undeniably strong and extremely powerful. She reckoned that once he reached the Eighth Level Stage, he would be at a higher level.

Jiang Weimin turned around and looked at Yang Ping with a profound look: "Do you think it's shameful to be my subordinate? Do you think that you're very strong and want to have your own dignity?"

Yang Ping laughed coldly, and considered to be in response.

Jiang Weimin sighed, revealing a worried expression, and said: "My grandfather is acting for me, the world is big, and I am acting for the nation and the people, I always thought that the responsibility is too big, and I am unable to shoulder it. But gradually it became clear that the real meaning behind his grandfather's name was not just in the country, but in the martial arts world. "

With a change in tone, Jiang Weimin revealed a proud attitude, as if it was released from the depths of his bones. He said in a deep voice, "I, the dignified successor of Jiang Family, have come down to oversee my Dragon God Competition. But I can't stand it when even a mere weapons specialist like you can't subdue it. "

"From now on, I will use three moves. If you can take it, I will allow you to once again participate in Dragon God Competition and will even tell you about the news regarding Yanhuang Team." Jiang Weimin clasped his hands behind his back and took a step forward. A wave of awe-inspiring might surged into the sky, and like a world-splitting horsetail whisk, it lifted the veil of history.

Yang Ping's mind moved, and said: "I am not interested in this game of Dragon God Competition."

Jiang Weimin laughed in disdain as he shook his head, "Your information is still too leaked. How about this, I'll give you one for free. The Dragon God Competition competition is related to your woman, Zhu Xi. If you do not participate, Zhu Xi will become the champion. "

What!

These bastards not only wanted to set the rules of the game, they also wanted to take Zhu Xi's happiness as a joke. Zhu Xi was his woman, so no one was allowed to touch her. A dense killing intent exploded from her body, locking onto Jiang Weimin.

Jiang Weimin nodded, and said indifferently: "I feel a little imposing now."

Fatty was indignant, he could not bear to see Jiang Weimin's arrogant attitude so he mocked: "If you don't have the ability to act like a big tail wolf, then this daddy will do the same. "You still have a bit of momentum. You can see that you have a pretty boy face with one glance. I wonder which woman you're relying on for your position."

Jiang Weimin's gaze sank as he shook his head: "You're courting death."

A gust of wind blew.

Yang Ping sensed the danger and said with a change in expression, "Fatty, be careful." He rushed forward to meet Jiang Weimin's attack, but Jiang Weimin was like a shadow of the wind, unable to be detected.

Ka-cha! *

Fatty flew across the air, breaking the window and falling down from the second floor.

Yang Ping's eyes turned red, she gritted her teeth and said: "If an ordinary person is going to act so viciously, I will definitely kill you."

Jiang Weimin clapped his hands, and shrugged: "Not bad, killing intent, fury, courage. You already have it, but I don't know if you have enough strength to face my three moves. Yang Ping, if you are unable to receive it, today will be the day of your death. "

Sou sou sou!

Jiang Weimin raised his hand, and smashed down towards Yang Ping's head, as light as the clouds in the sky, but the clouds were heavy as a mountain, and the ground beneath Yang Ping's feet started to crack, showing the terrifying pressure he was facing.

The first move!

Jiang Weimin grinned and explained: "Falling Cloud Mountain, is an absolute art I obtained in front of a saint. It is a medium-grade earth-ranked Ancient Martial Arts, Falling Cloud Mountain.

Yang Ping frowned, she had experienced the reason why Jiang Weimin was so arrogant. This person was simply too strong, and was able to easily obtain the middle rank Earth Realm Ancient Martial Arts.

Yang Ping mustered all of her strength and used Five Elements Acupuncture.

The needle-like Qi broke through the thick and heavy mountains, Yang Ping only felt that her shoulders were extremely heavy, her legs were about to break. Gritting her teeth, she forcefully pushed Jiang Weimin's Qi up. This was a clash of power and strength, not fancy at all.

The atmosphere dispersed and the private room became quiet.

Jiang Weimin nodded, and praised: "Not bad, take this strike of mine, which means that I am not seeing things wrong. You have a lot of potential. Yang Ping, I will give you one more chance. If you follow me, not only will I give you the championship, I will also be able to let you and Zhu Xi be together forever. "

Without even thinking about it, Yang Ping said coldly: "It's fine if you don't want my food. The second move. "

Jiang Weimin sighed, and said with regret: "Since that's the case, I will use my second move, and hope that you can take it." He raised his hands and pressed them down abruptly. A gale rose in the room and the illusion of thunder and lightning appeared.

It was really an illusion!

Yang Ping's willpower was very strong, but she had actually produced an illusion. Jiang Weimin's Ancient Martial Arts was too strong, and being able to induce illusions in all of her moves, was definitely not a simple Ancient Martial Arts anymore.

"Flying!" Jiang Family Inheritance Ancient Martial Arts, upper rank Earth Realm. Yang Ping, are you able to hold on? " Jiang Weimin smiled.

As if he had received a heavy blow, Yang Ping's head was stinging like needles. He coughed continuously, and his body had also lost control, but with just a single breath, he was unable to sit straight and upright, as if he had suffered a heavy blow.

One could fail, but one could not admit defeat!

His energy had dispersed and his mind was in a state of chaos.

Yang Ping laughed bitterly. She was actually unable to withstand the second move, and felt defeated in her heart. Could it be that Jiang Weimin was really strong enough to control everything, and he couldn't even receive three of these moves?

Jiang Weimin stared at Yang Ping's steady legs, which were like a pile in the soil, frowned and said: "You have guts, I like you even more, Yang Ping, have you really considered it?"

Yang Ping clenched her teeth and said: "Come on, there's still a third move."

Jiang Weimin went silent, he stared straight at Yang Ping, and after a long while, he made his move, the third move.

Seeing Jiang Weimin make his move, Yang Ping no longer had the strength to resist. He felt that Jiang Weimin's third move was even more terrifying than the previous two combined, as a faint abnormality appeared.

The world fell into absolute dead silence.

Yang Ping quietly watched as Jiang Weimin made his move. That one move could not be described with words, and even though he was his opponent, he felt that the third move exceeded common sense, and touched the edge of the way.

Unless it was the same Ancient Martial Arts, any Ancient Martial Arts, even an Earth Rank Ancient Martial Arts, would be like an egg hitting a stone in front of Jiang Weimin.

When Jiang Weimin made his move, his eyes were cold and emotionless. Such a ruthless and merciless character, it had the bearing of a tyrant. Yang Ping fell into a state of absolute suppression and thought, am I going to die?

The sight in front of his eyes sank into darkness. An endless black fog surged like a devil claw and engulfed him, causing Yang Ping to close his eyes.

She brought Fatty out to seek justice, but who would have thought that not only was he unable to protect Fatty, but he was also on the verge of death. Yang Ping was unresigned in her heart, but a wave of hatred rose from within her dantian.

I, Yang Ping, absolutely cannot die like this.

Fatty still wanted to save him!

Zhu Xi had to take care of her!

Phoenix was right beside him, yet she looked like a complete stranger!

Junior Sister is still waiting for me!

"..."

There were too many things waiting for him. Yang Ping clenched her teeth, searching for an exit in the darkness, determined to stay alive.

With a flash of spiritual light, just as Yang Ping was about to die, a series of strange postures surfaced in her mind as chants and incantations sounded in her ears. Then, they connected together and formed a starry sky.

The starry sky was lonely, with countless stars twinkling. Yang Ping who was inside naturally raised her hand and made a strange gesture.

Boom!

He gathered his hands into a circle and countless starlight fell on his body. Then, it condensed into a dot and was pushed out.

The world was clear and everything was quiet.2

Yang Ping returned to the private box and blankly stared at her hands. There were a few stars hidden on them, which entered into her palms and disappeared. Jiang Weimin's eyes that had been looking down on him from the start finally revealed a look of shock. She couldn't believe that Yang Ping could take the third move.

Cough cough!

Yang Ping coughed violently, her mind was reeling, and she was about to lose consciousness.

"Three moves are over." Yang Ping gasped.

Jiang Weimin's expression changed. Staring intently at Yang Ping, he asked: "What kind of Ancient Martial Arts did you use?"

Yang Ping sneered, and snorted: "Naturally, it's the Ancient Martial Arts that defeated you."

Jiang Weimin's tone turned cold, revealing a greedy gaze, and said: "You only need to tell me about the Ancient Martial Arts that you used before, and I won't kill you. Yang Ping, I rarely go back on my words, but I have made an exception this time. "

Yang Ping scolded in her heart. Jiang Weimin was a despicable person, cunning and deceitful. He could not be trusted at all.

"How is it? You don't have any energy right now so any Martial Cultivator can kill you. I will crush you to death with one finger, but if you agree to my request, you can leave this place alive. "

Jiang Weimin was enticing.

Yang Ping laughed and scolded: "Little one, even if I die, I won't agree. Let's see if I can use the second move. Blast your eggs. "

Jiang Weimin was displeased: "Since that's the case, I'll cripple you first and torture you slowly." He sneered and was about to attack.

At this time, a sneer came from outside.

"Jiang Weimin, stop!"

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