"Wu Ming, I'll fight you!"

After walking no more than a hundred meters, the battle ended again on the ring. A medium-sized, somewhat thin man shouted loudly at Wuming's back.

The man looked ordinary, but he had a fierce look in his eyes. When he saw Wuming's three palms defeating Zhang San, he immediately took action and struck out with three swords one after another, defeating his opponent directly.

Like Zhang San, this man is also a casual cultivator, and he also hides his strength. At this time, he has won five games in a row, and he directly sets his sights on Wuming.

He was very straightforward. After defeating his opponent, without any unnecessary words, he moved his sword forward, his aura rising to the sky, and locked onto Wuming directly.

Undoubtedly, Wuming's fame has made him the target of public criticism. Otherwise, such a thing would not have happened. Everyone wants to stand out and step on him to become famous. Zhang San is one of them, and so is this man.

"The first thing that happened was that Wuming was too famous, but now it has become a drag on him."

"Yes, with a great reputation and weak cultivation, no one will be convinced!"

"Who says it's not the case? Compared to the four of them, Shangguan Xiner, I'm afraid Wuming will have to face the most challenges. After all, as long as the age allows, there is no limit to whether the cultivation levels are the same."

"Let's see what Wuming will do. Whether he chooses to fight or just give up when things get better, it all depends on him. No one can force him."

"My name is Wang Ming, and I invite Wuming to come up and fight!" Wang Ming announced his family name very simply, and waited for Wuming to turn around and step forward to accept his challenge.

What he did also forced Wuming to the point where he had to make a choice. At this time, everyone looked at Wuming. Although they all had different looks in their eyes, most of them still looked expectantly.

"As you wish!" Wuming did not refuse and went directly to the fifth arena and came to the opposite side of Wang Ming.

Under his perception, he found that Wang Ming was much stronger than Zhang San just now. His body was filled with evil energy, and his eyes were so sharp that people dared not look directly at him.

"There are many extraordinary people among casual cultivators, but Wang Ming is also extraordinary." Wuming nodded secretly, without any intention of looking down upon him.

"I'm offended!"

After saying that, Wang Ming's figure became ethereal in an instant, and his whole person seemed to turn into a shadow, or like a breeze, making people feel ethereal and unable to catch his breath.

Realizing this situation, everyone watching the battle couldn't help but start talking.

"I have long heard that Wang Ming, a loose cultivator in Gaizhou, is extraordinary. Today it seems that he is indeed extraordinary."

"Yes, this is the Yunying Youbu that he became famous for. His whole body looks like white clouds and breeze, and he has no idea where he really is. In this way, who can guard against him."

"The difficulties Wuming will encounter in this battle will be even more difficult than the battle between him and Zhang San."

Around the arena, many people were talking quietly. Based on this, Wuming learned about Wang Ming's methods and couldn't help but secretly thought: "Strange people and strangers do have their own uniqueness, and reckless heroes are nothing more than this."

"This Cloud Shadow Wandering Step should be a physical combat skill. It hides one's whereabouts and kills people invisibly. I'm afraid it is a spiritual level combat skill."

Wuming was cautiously on guard. He did not take the initiative to attack. In this situation, the best way to deal with this situation is that if the enemy does not move, I will not move. Otherwise, if a flaw appears, the opponent will definitely use thunderous means.

At this time, Wang Ming's figure disappeared with the help of the cloud shadow, as if he had jumped out of the Three Realms and Five Elements and disappeared into the invisible. Everyone was stunned. Even if they opened their eyes wide, they could not see the slightest trace of Wang Ming.

"Whoa!"

Suddenly, in an instant, Wuming, who had been silent and motionless, suddenly moved. He was almost far away from where he was standing, and moved sideways lightly by a foot.

A dazzling sword light rolled over and swept over the place where he had just stood. Apparently, Wang Ming lost his patience and began to take action, launching a fierce attack.

However, seeing Wuming dodge away, the sword light disappeared quickly without leaving any fluctuations. Wuming frowned. The opponent's body and combat skills were indeed unique and difficult to guard against.

For a moment, the scene fell silent, and everyone around the ring also stopped talking and quietly looked at this somewhat strange battle.

Due to Yun Ying's wandering, the battle between Wuming and Wang Ming became special. Although there were no disturbances, it was extremely dangerous.

Although Wuming is naturally a monster, his own cultivation is far inferior to Wang Ming's, and Wang Ming's body skills help him hide his whereabouts, which makes Wuming seem as if he is fighting a ghost.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a dazzling bolt of lightning struck out of nothingness. Wuming quickly dodged, but a section of his clothes was still turned into ashes in an instant.

If Wuming's spiritual sense hadn't been so sharp, his body would have been hit at that moment, and even serious injury would have been possible.

No one doubted the power of the lightning. Even the void was distorted and oscillated, and a unique burnt smell floated around.

After narrowly avoiding it, Wuming's brows furrowed again. The arena fell into extreme silence. It seemed that even the breathing of everyone could be heard clearly. It could be said that you could hear a pin drop.

At this time, everyone is paying attention to all this nervously, because the winner may be decided in the next moment.

"Chi!"

Suddenly and swiftly, a bright sword light suddenly slashed out from the void and went straight for Wuming's neck. However, the moment it approached his neck, Wuming's body was bent into an incredible arc like a soft vine under force.

He dodged the sword light by a hair.

Then, like a tiger pouncing on its prey, he turned his body around with a leap and pounced towards the place where the sword light appeared.

Using himself as bait, Wuming finally captured Wang Ming's aura. Although the sword light had disappeared at this time, and Wang Ming was also missing, Wuming had already locked onto the opponent tightly, heading straight for a certain void.

With a bang, without any fancy movements, Wuming punched out with a mighty thunder, a thunderous boxing technique, wide open and close, simple and direct.

At this time, his fist became dangerous, with thousands of lightnings swirling around it, almost transparent, and exuding a brilliant light.

"Crack!"

As the fist fell, the void roared and vibrated, and after a crunching sound, there was a muffled sound.

Using the cloud shadow to wander around, Wang Ming, who had been hiding in the void, suddenly appeared and fell backwards quickly. At this time, one of his arms had twisted and changed its shape.

Obviously, his arm was broken by Wuming's punch, and now he even lost his sword.

Without Yunying Youbu and the sharp sword, Wang Ming is like a tiger without claws and teeth. Although he has a good reputation, he is no longer dangerous.

"Your Cloud Shadow Walk is extraordinary!" Wuming said softly. The other party had advanced cultivation and mastered such miraculous movement and combat skills. He was definitely a lucky person.

Moreover, the combat skills that Wang Ming used successively were all spiritual-level combat skills, which were very rare for not only a casual cultivator, but also for the four major families.

However, Wang Ming was extremely angry. In his eyes, Wuming was several years younger than him and his cultivation was lower than him. Now he had failed, which made him unbearable.

In particular, Wuming's tone of voice made him unbearable, as if an elder was praising a younger one, and the anger in his heart suddenly rose.

"Come again!" Wang Ming's figure disappeared again and disappeared from people's sight.

"You are no match for me. Yunying Youbu is no longer effective against me." Wuming looked at the void in front of him to his left, causing Wang Ming, who was hiding there, to suddenly break out in a cold sweat.

He hurriedly changed his direction, but Wuming always looked directly at him. It was obvious that Wuming's words were true, and his most trusted cloud shadow wandering step no longer worked.

However, he still stopped and wanted to win back the victory.

"Oh, why bother!" Wuming shook his head, and immediately, an energy storm surged across the ring, Wuming's fist fell like a meteor, and with a bang, Wang Ming was thrown away, and the sound of bone cracking sounded again.

Wang Ming was sweating profusely, and at this time his other arm also hung down, like a limp noodle.

This result was not beyond people's expectations, but people were still shocked. Wuming defeated the enemy with two punches. He was simply a humanoid ferocious beast that was difficult to infer using common sense.

You know, whether it is Zhang San at the beginning or Wang Ming now, they are all extremely outstanding figures, and there are really not many younger generations who can suppress them.

However, now in front of Wuming, they were all beaten without any resistance, as if children were competing with adults, and the gap was as big as a chasm.

At this moment, when people looked at Wu Ming, who was as tall as a bamboo and had a delicate appearance, they could no longer remain calm in their hearts. From the time he started his adult ceremony to now, he was really on the verge of becoming the creator of a myth. It was really scary.

"Who else?"

Retracting his gaze from Wang Ming, Wuming glanced at everyone, and his plain words spoke loudly, bringing great pressure to people.

For a time, few people dared to touch his gaze. He was like an immortal dwelling in the sky, aloof, majestic and inviolable.

"Interesting little guy, really surprising."

"Talent is rare, but given time, it will become something great!"

On the high platform, elders from the immortal forces spoke out one after another, with shock and joy in their eyes.

However, the younger generation who have been working hard with their elders are not convinced. Obviously, they have not received such praise as Wuming, and everyone has a look of jealousy in their eyes.

What's more, he said that he wanted to fight Wu Ming to determine the outcome. If he hadn't been scolded and stopped by the elders in the sect, he would have stepped onto the ring to fight Wu Ming.

"How dare someone fight!"

Seeing that no one responded, Wuming's faint words sounded again, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present. His face remained calm, but his words were extremely conceited.

Many people's expressions changed, but when they thought about the fact that he defeated Zhang San and Wang Ming, they finally clenched their fists feebly and did not dare to respond at all.
Chapter completed!