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Chapter 1791 The dignity of cultivators

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    ???Everyone in the audience was furious when they heard Wang Zhengrong compare everyone to crooked melons and cracked jujubes. Many people were cursing and shouting, Wang Zhengrong will lose!

    Yi Wu, who had been shouting that Wang Zhengrong would win, changed his face. This Wang Zhengrong was too arrogant. A proud soldier will be defeated. If he underestimated the enemy like this, he might really be defeated by Chen Minglei in a while.

    Yi Wu regretted that he should not have made a bet with his brother, but it was too late to say anything now, and he was too embarrassed to cancel the bet with his brother.

    Hearing Wang Zhengrong¡¯s provocative words, Chen Minglei, standing opposite Wang Zhengrong with a long sword behind him, smiled disdainfully.

    His shoulders shook, and the sword flew out with a whoosh from behind, causing a sonorous neighing sound.

    "Wang Zhengrong, you don't have to brag. Who is stronger and who is weaker? It's useless to talk. Let's see the truth."

    The long sword was unsheathed, and Chen Minglei's feet also took delicate steps.

    Chen Minglei held the hilt of the long sword accurately.

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

    The long sword was casually linked with a sword flower and pointed directly at Wang Zhengrong, who was holding two hammers.

    "please¡­¡­"

    "Well done."

    Wang Zhengrong shouted loudly, and his two thick arms moved at the same time.

    Seeing this pair of huge hammers, the scalps of everyone in the audience were numb. How much pain would it be if it hit the body all at once?

    To others, even if you lift it just a little, it will feel like a heavy hammer.

    In Wang Zhengrong¡¯s hands, it was as light as weightless.

    With the roaring wind, the double hammers smashed hard towards Chen Minglei.

    This blow was as powerful as thunder.

    Even the spectators who were watching around were all changed by it, this Wang Zhengrong is too strong!

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

    The moment his sword touched Wang Zhengrong's hammers, his feet suddenly changed the direction of his force, causing Chen Minglei to spin suddenly.

    Those present saw Chen Minglei, who was wearing a gray robe, instantly transformed into a gray whirlwind, holding up the long sword in his hand, and fiercely got into the gap between Wang Zhengrong's double hammers.

    "Good guy"

    The long sword rushed in, and Wang Zhengrong had to take a defensive position. He retreated with the sledgehammer in his left hand and directly hit the long sword's blade.

    The force on the long sword deviated from his vital parts. Wang Zhengrong was so powerful that he hit the sledgehammer with his right hand directly at Chen Minglei's arms holding the long sword.

    "If this attack were to be carried out, I'm afraid Chen Minglei's arms would be smashed to pieces immediately.

    Chen Minglei was obviously a little surprised by Wang Zhengrong's style of playing that was trying to get hurt while also causing damage to his opponent.

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

    How could Wang Zhengrong let go of such a good opportunity? He laughed ferociously and smashed his hammers towards Chen Minglei like a thunderbolt.

    In the blink of an eye, the offensive and defensive momentum of both sides changed drastically, causing onlookers to scream in surprise.

    "Hahaha, Chen Minglei, is this all you need? Let me see where you run away next!"

    Seeing that his opponent had rolled to the edge of the ring under his own attack, Wang Zhengrong couldn't help but laugh proudly.

    He waved his hands, and the sledgehammer in his hand flew away, hitting Chen Minglei at the edge of the ring.

    Boom!  boom!  boom!

    Several bursts of earth and rocks were heard, stirring up dust all over the sky. Wang Zhengrong strode forward, ready to clean up the mess.

    Who would have known that at this moment, a gray figure suddenly emerged from the smoke.

    Wang Zhengrong had no time to react, and was hit continuously by the figure's fists on the chest. Wang Zhengrong was hit by this sudden critical blow, and was unable to fight back. He had to retreat continuously, but within a moment, he was hit hard.  I had to vomit blood.

    As the dust fell to the ground, the onlookers could see clearly that the two sledgehammers Wang Zhengrong had just thrown did not hit Chen Minglei who was lying on the ground.

    Instead, Chen Minglei used the smoke and dust stirred up by the sledgehammer to catch Wang Zhengrong off guard.

    "You, you tricked me into sneaking up on me, you despicable villain"

    Chen Minglei hasn¡¯t spoken yet, but everyone in the audience has already stopped.

    "What a sneak attack. You two are fighting in a ring. Do you think you are just kids hiding behind a cat? There are only two of you on the stage, and you are still attacking you? Are you blind?"

    "That's right, I'm not good at studying and I still have a weird face."Lei, what's wrong? Chen Minglei is standing motionless and letting you hit him?  "

    ¡°That¡¯s right, he¡¯s not as good as me all of a sudden, yet he still has the nerve to call us idiots.¡±

    "Even if you don't show your virtue by soaking in urine, you still have the nerve to criticize us!"

    Wang Zhengrong, who was clutching his chest and with blood pouring from his mouth, was still angrily pointing at Chen Minglei who was standing in front of him, scolding him for not being fair enough.

    But at this moment, the voices in the audience were all criticizing him, and he was so angry that he spurted out another mouthful of blood.

    Wang Zhengrong gritted his teeth and cursed, "Chen Minglei, you despicable and shameless villain, Grandpa, I don't accept it!"

    Everyone in the audience stopped again, "Chen Minglei, why are you still standing there? Beat him up, teach this kid a lesson, and let him know what it means to be high and low."

    "Chen Minglei, what are you waiting for? Hasn't he given up yet? Come on, beat him! Beat him until his teeth are all over the floor. Will this kid dare to spit shit out of his mouth in the future?"

    What¡¯s more, some people directly shouted: ¡°Kill him, kill him!¡±

    "This is just for fun! It's not a big deal!"

    Chen Minglei doesn¡¯t want to talk nonsense with Wang Zhengrong, it would be disrespectful to him.

    Who knows if there are any other elders hiding in the crowd, choosing disciples here?  Chen Minglei didn't want to leave a bad impression on these elders.

    After all, even if you can¡¯t become an inner disciple now, you still have a chance in the next disciple election.

    He raised his eyebrows, tiptoed, and immediately flew into the air, landing less than two steps away from Wang Zhengrong in the blink of an eye.

    "Wang Zhengrong, try not to make a fuss when you can fight. It is disrespectful to us cultivators. If you are not convinced, you can stand up and we will fight again!"

    Someone in the audience immediately echoed, "That's right, if you can't beat me, just scold me. We cultivators will be completely embarrassed by you!"

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

    "Wang Zhengrong, I'm optimistic about you, get up quickly. Chen Minglei has given you a chance, so stand up and fight openly."

    "You just scolded us for being stupid, get up quickly and beat us, you losers!"

    "It's no one else's fault for this, but Wang Zhengrong's unbridled speech made people angry. For a moment, everyone pushed down the wall, and the curses in the audience became more and more unbearable.

    Chen Minglei¡¯s provocation made Wang Zhengrong furious, and the sarcasm from the audience made him even more angry.

    It¡¯s never too big of a deal to watch the excitement.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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