Chapter 1791

Everyone under the stage was angry when they heard that Wang Zhengrong compared everyone to a crooked melon and split dates. Many people were shouting that Wang Zhengrong would lose!

Yi Wu, who has been shouting that Wang Zhengrong will win, changed his face. This Wang Zhengrong is also too arrogant. It is said that arrogant soldiers will lose. He underestimated the enemy so much that he could not really lose in the hands of Chen Minglei for a while.

Yi Wu regretted that he shouldn't bet with his brother, but it's too late to say anything now, and he was embarrassed to cancel the bet with his brother again.

Hearing Wang Zhengrong's provocative language, Chen Minglei, standing opposite Wang Zhengrong and carrying a long sword behind him, disdained to smile.

His shoulders shook, and the long sword behind him flew out with a "whoosh", bringing out a clang and hissing sound.

"Wang Zhengrong, you don't have to talk big. It's useless to talk more about who is stronger and who is weaker. Let's see the truth at hand."

When the long sword came out of its sheath, Chen Minglei's feet also took exquisite steps.

Chen Minglei held the handle of the long sword accurately.

The body follows the sword, and the sword comes out like a dragon.

The long sword held a sword flower in his hand and pointed directly at Wang Zhengrong holding a double hammer.

"Please..."

"Well come."

Wang Zhengrong shouted violently, and his two strong arms moved at the same time.

This pair of huge hammers looked at everyone's scalp under the stage and felt numb. How painful would it be if it hit him all at once?

For others, even if they lift it a little, they will feel a heavy hammer.

In Wang Zhengrong's hand, it was light as if it had no weight.

With the howling wind, the twin hammers hit Chen Minglei hard.

The blow was as powerful as thunder.

Even the spectators who watched around changed their colors. Wang Zhengrong was too strong!

But in Chen Minglei's eyes, it's nothing at all.

At the moment when the long sword met Wang Zhengrong's double hammers, his feet suddenly changed the direction of force, making Chen Minglei suddenly turn.

The people present saw that Chen Minglei, who was wearing a gray robe, instantly turned into a gray whirlwind, holding his long sword in his hand, and mercilessly entered the gap of Wang Zhengrong's twin hammers.

"Good guy..."

When the long sword burst in, Wang Zhengrong had to take the defensive, and the left sledgehammer retreated and directly hit the body of the long sword.

The force on the long sword deviated from its vital part. Wang Zhengrong gained momentum and smashed the right hand sledgehammer straight at Chen Minglei's arms holding the long sword.

This time, if it's solid, I'm afraid Chen Minglei's arms will be smashed immediately.

Chen Minglei was obviously a little surprised at Wang Zhengrong's way of fighting to hurt his opponent.

The long sword in his hand had no time to withdraw, so he had to loosen his hands, and the long sword fell, and the whole person pushed away the attack of Wang Zhengrong's sledgehammer.

Where would Wang Zhengrong miss such a good opportunity? He smiled grimly, and the twin hammers hit Chen Minglei like a mighty thunder.

In the blink of an eye, the offensive and defensive situation of both sides changed greatly, causing the onlookers to exclaim constantly.

"Hahaha, chenminglei, is that all you have?

I'll see where you go next! "

Seeing that under his attack, his opponent had rolled to the edge of the challenge arena, Wang Zhengrong couldn't help laughing proudly.

With a wave of his hands, the sledgehammer in his hand suddenly flew away and hit Chen Minglei at the edge of the challenge arena.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Several sounds of earth and rock burst, arousing dust all over the sky. Wang Zhengrong stepped forward, ready to clean up the mess.

Who knows at this time, a gray figure suddenly appeared in the smoke.

Wang Zhengrong didn't have time to react, so he was constantly bombarded by the figure's fist against his chest. Wang Zhengrong was hit by this sudden blow, and had no power to fight back, so he had to retreat again and again, but in a moment, he was forcibly hit and vomited blood.

When the dust fell to the ground, the onlookers saw that the two sledgehammers just thrown by Wang Zhengrong did not hit Chen Minglei who fell to the ground at all.

Instead, it was Chen Minglei who caught Wang Zhengrong by surprise with the smoke and dust aroused by the sledgehammer.

"You, you cheat and attack me, you mean little man..."

Chen Minglei hasn't spoken yet, but everyone under the stage has already quit,

"Sneak attack fart, you two are fighting in the arena. You think you are children, hide and seek. You are the only two people on the stage, and sneak attack you?

Are you blind? "

"That's right. I'm not good at learning and have the face to blame others chenminglei. What's the matter? Others chenminglei stood motionless and let you fight?"

"That's right. He's not even as good as me. He has the face to scold us for being crooked."

"That's it, don't pee, take care of yourself, and have the face to say we!"

Wang Zhengrong, who covered his chest and spilled blood, was still angrily pointing at Chen Minglei standing in front of him and scolded him for his previous behavior.

But at this moment, the voice under the stage was scolding him, and he was angry with a mouthful of blood.

Wang Zhengrong gnashed his teeth and scolded, "Chen Minglei, you shameless villain, Grandpa, I refuse!"

The audience quit again, "Chen Minglei, what are you doing in a daze?"?

Hit him, teach this boy a lesson, and let him know what is lofty and earthly. "

"Chen Minglei, what are you waiting for?

Didn't he admit defeat?

Go on, hit him! Beat him all over the ground looking for teeth, and see if this boy dares to spray feces all over his mouth in the future? "

What's more, he directly coaxed below, "kill him, kill him!"

It's too big to watch the excitement!

Chen Minglei doesn't want to talk nonsense with Wang Zhengrong, which is beneath his dignity.

Who knows if there are any other elders hiding in the crowd and choosing disciples here?

Chen Minglei doesn't want to leave a bad impression on these elders.

After all, even if you can't be an inner disciple now, there is still a chance for the next disciple election.

He raised his eyebrows and tiptoed a little, and the whole person immediately took off, and in the blink of an eye, he fell to a place less than two steps away from Wang Zhengrong.

"Wang Zhengrong, try not to make a noise when you can move your hand. It's not the dignity of our cultivators. If you don't agree, you can stand up and we'll fight again!"

Someone immediately echoed, "that's right, if you can't fight, scold, and you've lost the face of our cultivators!"

"Wang Zhengrong, have the ability to get up and fight, coward!"

"Wang Zhengrong, I'm optimistic about you. Get up quickly. Chen Minglei has given you a chance. Hurry up and have a fight."

"Just scolded us for being crooked melons and split dates. Hurry up and fight, waste!"

No one else is to blame for this. If you want to blame Wang Zhengrong, his mouth is unstoppable and he committed public anger. For a time, the wall fell down and everyone pushed, and the angry scolding under the stage became more and more unpleasant.

Chen Minglei's provocation made Wang Zhengrong angry, and the sarcasm under the stage made him angry.

It's never too big to watch the excitement.