Kill one person with the weapon spirit

I don’t know how many people’s hearts were gripped.

"Is Boss Shang okay?" Zhang Chulan shook his head vigorously: "No, with Boss's strength, he will only get hurt a little at most."

"Wang Ye..." Zhuge Qing looked at this move, leaned back on the guardrail and looked up at the sky.

His face was full of bitterness.

“Is the gap that big?”

Zhuge Qing raised his hands to cover his eyes, not wanting others to see his weakness and despair at this moment!

"Damn, that arrogant guy wouldn't really just do that..." Feng Shayan suddenly felt a pain in her shoulder.

His father Feng Zhenghao remained calm, but his hands unconsciously grasped his shoulders.

At this time, a bearded man wearing a hat had a distorted expression on his face and couldn't help shaking all over: "Can the Qimen Numerology be used like this? I must get it! No! As the leader of the Shuzi Sect, this originally belongs to me! It's mine!"

As his face emerged from the shadows.

If someone familiar saw him, they would notice that he was a bald man with a ferocious face.

It turned out to be one of the Ten Lords, the leader of the Shuzi Sect, Chen Jinkui!

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"Great! Wang Ye!"

As the smoke dissipated, a brilliant golden palace appeared above the venue.

"Shexi Yunding Palace"

If it is [Yuxi·Xuanwu Ding], it is Wushang's strongest single defense.

Then [Shexi·Yunding Palace] is Wushang’s strongest group defense.

As for why Wushang didn’t use [Yuxi·Xuanwu Ding].

...After all, it's embarrassing to have a turtle on your head.

Especially at such a highly anticipated conference, one must not lose sight of one's status.

Looking at Wushang who was wearing white feather clothes and was unharmed.

Wang Ye couldn't help but reveal a broken smile on his face.

Damn it! They are really not on the same level!

Nima!

There's not even a wrinkle on this grandson's clothes. How the hell am I going to beat him?

Besides, I am really completely drained now.

"No more fighting, no more fighting, just beat me to death if you have the guts!

Anyway, I have no strength left. I vote…” Wang Ye just raised his hand.

Wu Shang took the lead and said, "I surrender!"

"what!"

Chapter 48 "Shexi·Cloudtop Palace"

Wang Ye was stunned! What's going on?

Wu Shang smiled slightly and said to Wang Ye: "Wang Ye, your last move was good, really good. To be honest, I was also fooled by you at that time. To be precise, I lost that move."

But Wang Ye was obviously not fooled by Wushang.

He just said with disdain:

“Brother, even though you comforted me, I am still very grateful.

But please, big brother, look at your body, not to mention any injuries, there isn't even a wrinkle on your clothes!"

At this point, Wang also shouted excitedly: "You said you lost, you ask everyone here and count them one by one... Who would believe it?"

At this point, Wang Ye's tone slowed down again. "Besides, I have no strength left now. I can't even stand up now."

Speaking of this, Wang couldn't help but touch his butt.

A big hole was burned on his pants, exposing half of his buttocks.

Thinking that he had been beaten naked in public, even though Wang Ye was usually calm, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

However, Wu Shang laughed and said, "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. The key is that I had a great time fighting today. So..." Wu Shang turned to the referee and said:

"Master Dao, I admit defeat. Announce the result!"

At this time, the Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain who had been matching couples at random was stunned for a long time before he reacted.

"Jiu Shang Jun vs. Wang Ye, Wang Ye wins!"

"By the way!" Wu Shang, who was about to leave, suddenly turned back and said, "By the way, I'll help you repair the venue. So as not to delay future competitions."

Wu Shang said this while controlling the Prison Dragon to liquefy everything.

All traces of battle on the surface were buried underground. New soil was dug up from the ground and the stadium was renovated.

We also liquefied and reshaped the wooden walls outside the venue! We repaired them.

Although those guardrails will definitely become a lot thinner, there is nothing that can be done about it.

After Wushang solved everything in a short time.

After saying hello to the old Taoist priest and others, he left the venue.

The Jade Slip Jiuge also transformed into a weapon spirit again and flew into the bag behind Wushang.

However, Yuqiu continued to follow Wushang.

He doesn't care at all about the exposure of his identity as a spirit of the weapon.

Still smiling sweetly, I really don’t know what makes her so happy every day.

"Hey, you're worthy of being the boss. You're just willful." Wang Ye sighed.

But after Wushang left.

Wang Ye still lay on the ground and refused to get up.

Everyone couldn't help but whisper.

"What happened? Are you injured?"

“That shouldn’t be the case, right?”

"Could it be that the consumption is too great?"

……

The Taoist referee initially thought that Wang Ye had consumed too much energy and did not urge him.

But after a while, seeing that Wang Ye was still lying on the ground with no intention of getting up.

His face couldn't help but darken.

"The battle is over. Please leave the field as soon as possible so as not to affect the next game."

The king still looked up at the sky, as if he hadn't heard anything.

The Taoist priest who was the referee shouted twice more, and seeing that Wang Ye still ignored him, he could not help but said angrily: "Wang Ye, stop pretending, I'm talking to you. Get out of here after the fight, and don't affect the next competition."

Wang Ye: "..."

"Um... Can I borrow some clothes, Taoist?"

"..."

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"Wait!" Just as Wushang was about to leave the arena, Feng Shayan stopped him.

"What's the matter? Miss Feng?"

Wushang has a high tolerance for women, especially beautiful women, in non-hostile situations.

"You..." Feng Shayan clenched her fists and looked at the young man in front of her wearing a silver-white mask.

"Shayan!" At this time Feng Zhenghao chased over and grabbed Feng Shayan's shoulder.

"Don't be willful, come back with me!" Feng Zhenghao then turned to Wu Shang and said with a smile: "Master Jiu Shang, my daughter is rude! Please don't take it to heart. I apologize to you on his behalf!"

Wu Shang looked at the two of them with interest, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I'm not that petty!"

"Then we'll take our leave first." After saying that, he pulled Feng Shayan and was about to leave.

But Feng Shayan just lowered her head and said nothing.

Feng Zhenghao wanted to pull her away, but her feet seemed to be rooted and she didn't move.

"Shayan!" Feng Zhenghao's voice became stern!

He had seen how strong this young man named Jiu Shangjun was.

He also knew clearly how terrifying the Nine Ministers under his command were!

Quan Xing's killing of dozens of people would be considered a heinous crime.

But Jiuqing...

Not to mention the twelve core ministers, even the second-level masters had hundreds or even hundreds of Japanese lives on their hands.

These weren't just civilians there to make up the numbers. The worst of them were elite soldiers.

Among them, there are many Japanese strangers and ninjas!

Feng Shayan remained silent, but her feet had loosened a little.

It looks like he's ready to surrender.

"Wait..." Wushang suddenly stopped him.

Feng Zhenghao was shocked...