Looking at this scene, Wang Yan showed a shocked expression at the right time. Feng Wuyu felt even more proud when he saw it, "How about it? Come and become my teacher now?"

Wang Yan shook his head again, "Sorry, I still can't worship you as my teacher!"

Feng Wuyu was puzzled, "Why?"

His tone was a little frustrated and anxious. He had made such a generous offer, why was Wang Yan still not tempted?

Looking at Feng Wuyu who was eager to take over as a disciple, Wang Yan thought for a while and felt that if he couldn't send this guy away, he would not be able to participate in the subsequent competitions, so he said, "That's good, we don't use martial arts, you let me fight

One punch, if you make a move, don't mention anything about accepting me as your disciple. If you don't, I can consider becoming your master, how about that?"

Hearing this, Feng Wuyu's heart moved and he agreed with a smile, "Okay!"

He also felt that continuing like this was not an option, so he might as well do what Wang Yan said, at least he would have a chance to recruit a disciple.

He could clearly see Wang Yan's strength. He only had three rings, and he was a ninety-sixth level super Douluo. Even if he didn't use his martial spirit, his physical fitness was quite formidable, so he was naturally very confident in blocking the opponent's fist.

"Pitiful……"

Hearing this, Mu Xi immediately covered her eyes and lamented silently in her heart. She knew how powerful her junior brother was. He was simply not human. Although the old man was powerful, he was not asking for trouble by accepting Wang Yan's fist.

Want to eat?

"Get old!"

Feng Wuyu put away his soul ring, stood in front of Wang Yan, straightened his chest, and said confidently.

There was a crimson airflow surrounding him, and the temperature was extremely high, making the air slightly distorted. This was his confidence.

"Okay, be careful, I can be very powerful."

Wang Yan nodded and gave a faint reminder that he was afraid that he would accidentally punch the old man to death.

It's quite troublesome to beat the opponent to death. After all, he is still the Pavilion Boss of Shrek Academy's Poseidon Pavilion.

Seeing this, Feng Wuyu patted his chest and said angrily, "Don't worry, come on, if you can kill me with one punch, I can let you enter the Poseidon Pavilion and become an elder."

"etc!"

At this time, Xu Cheng finally couldn't help but ran over, "Senior, there is still a competition here, can you change the place!"

"so troublesome!"

Hearing this, Feng Wuyu frowned and complained, but he could also force himself to stay here, "Boy, let's go outside!"

"good!"

Wang Yan nodded and followed Feng Wuyu towards the open area outside.

"Wang Yan, why do you put forward such a condition?"

Cen Yue came over and asked Wang Yan in a low voice.

His face looked very ugly, "He is a level 96 super Douluo and a three-word armor master. Are you sure about that?"

Wang Yan rolled his eyes, "Is this important?"

"Besides this method, is there any other better method, Master Cen?"

Cen Yue was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly. They really had nothing to do against Feng Wuyu. Even if Mu Chen, the president of the East China Sea Blacksmith Association, came in person, he would probably have a headache when facing Feng Wuyu!

Seeing the worried look on Cen Yue's face, Wang Yan comforted him, "Don't worry! Master Cen, I didn't promise Senior Feng Wuyu either. Even if I really lose, I will only accept my master's consent before I can accept him as my disciple.

"

When Cen Yue heard this, he was a little relieved, and then he smiled bitterly: Feng Wuyu is so strong, can the president withstand the pressure?

…

Arriving outside the square, Feng Wuyu patted his chest and shouted to Wang Yan, "Come on!"

He stood there, motionless, like a burning furnace, with waves of heat emerging from his body and rushing in all directions, causing the blacksmiths around him to take a few steps away unconsciously.

"Um!"

After hearing Feng Wuyu's words, Wang Yan's eyes lit up, his blood boiled all over, and a bloody flame rose up from the top of his head, pointing straight into the sky.

The loud and high-pitched roar of the dragon sounded, and the sultry heat in the air dissipated instantly.

Feng Wuyu, who was opposite him, immediately felt an indescribable pressure. There was a sense of fear in his martial spirit, which made his eyes unconsciously reveal a trace of surprise. His martial spirit was a blazing dragon, a true pure-blooded dragon warrior.

How could the soul be affected by Wang Yan's aura?

"boom!"

At this time, Wang Yan had already punched out, causing a huge earthquake in the void. Golden scales covered his fist, accompanied by a loud sonic boom, which hit Feng Wuyu's abdomen.

Seeing this kind of power, Feng Wuyu's originally dull expression changed drastically, and the nine soul rings on his body were unconsciously released, and streaks of crimson body-protecting soul power erupted like flames, surrounding his body surface, making the air

The temperature inside instantly soared to extremely high levels.

The next moment, a golden fist cut through the void and hit Feng Wuyu in the chest.

More than 100,000 kilograms of terrifying power erupted, which was three times the power of the black mecha.

In just a moment, Feng Wuyu's soul body and soul power were violently broken open, and the golden iron fist hit his chest. There was a click, and the sound of broken bones was heard. Feng Wuyu's eyes popped out under the powerful impact.

, his face was slightly distorted, showing an expression of extreme pain, and his body flew dozens of meters upside down like a rag!

"Done!"

After clapping his hands, Wang Yan turned and left, not paying attention to the shocked crowd nearby, and instead ran towards the competition venue for the youth group individual competition, because the competition was about to start.

…

There are also thirty people in the individual competition of the youth group, and the contestants are the top six from the five regions of the federation. Because the contestants are between the ages of sixteen and twenty, the strength of these opponents has mostly reached the level of the Soul King.

, there are even battle armor masters among them. Of course, the Tianhai Alliance is a special case. They prefer mechas, and their personal strength is relatively far behind.

The individual competition will be randomly divided into five groups and proceed directly to the group stage. In order to ensure the excitement of the competition, the first place in each region will not be divided into the same group. A win in the group stage will be worth two points, and a loss will be zero points.

Each player in a tie will get one point, and the top eight will be selected based on the scores for the finals.

"How's it going? Has the individual competition started?"

After leaving the blacksmith competition venue, Wang Yan quickly found Xu Xiaoyan and others, and quickly asked. He wasted a lot of time in order to send Feng Wuyu away.

Xu Xiaoyan said, "It's about to start!"

Wang Yan asked, "What's your number?"

Xu Xiaoyan shook his head, "I am No. 10, in the second group, and I got a bye for this game."

"What about you, Captain?"

Wang Yanhui said, "I am No. 5 and I have been divided into three groups. The opponent in the first game is No. 6, the Sun and Moon Alliance from the west."

Xie Xie said, "I heard that the soul masters in Mingdu are very strong. Captain, you have to be careful!"

Gu Yue had great confidence in Wang Yan and only gave him an encouraging look: "Come on!"

"rest assured!"

Wang Yan made a gesture, and then the sound of the radio sounded.

"The individual competition of the youth group of the Federation Competition has begun. Please prepare yourself for the second round... In the second round, No. 4 vs. No. 21, No. 3 vs. No. 18, No. 5 vs. No. 6..."

After hearing the referee's words, Wang Yan immediately got on the stage.

To his surprise, the person opposite him was a girl who looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old and had good looks. She had slightly arched eyebrows and lively eyes, as clear and transparent as water. Her long black hair was spread behind her head, and her pretty face was extremely delicate.

, with a bit of coldness, a tight-fitting suit outlines the attractive curves of the convex and concave figure, which is not inferior even when compared with Luo Lingyue.

Seeing Wang Yan, Xu Miaomiao was also surprised because Wang Yan looked so young. How did he pass the competitions in various regions?

"Wang Yan, Tianhai Alliance."

"Xu Miaomiao, Sun and Moon Alliance!"

After hearing Wang Yan's introduction, Xu Miaomiao replied with a slight smile, "Little brother, you are here to participate in the competition at such a young age?"

"Yes."

"How did you pass the Tianhai Alliance competition? Is there no one on your Tianhai side?"

Xu Miaomiao was very curious as to why Tianhai would send a child to participate in the youth group individual competition. Has the Tianhai Alliance’s talents withered to this extent?

Wang Yan nodded, "Yes, the young soul masters over there are not good enough, and then here I am!"

Xu Miaomiao chuckled and clenched her fists, "Then why don't you admit defeat, otherwise my sister will beat you and cry!"

"snort!"

When Wang Yan heard this, he snorted coldly, turned his head and stopped looking at the other person. It was not certain who would cry and who would cry.

"5,4,3...the game begins!"

Looking at this scene, Xu Miaomiao found it interesting. At this time, the referee started counting down and then announced the start of the game.

"boom!"

Wang Yan stepped on his right foot and rushed out like lightning.

In the void, the energy and blood on his body turned, and a golden dragon shadow appeared behind him. The dragon's roar sounded, and three soul rings rose up, two purple and one black.
To be continued...