C18 Speed and Fierceness

The arena of the Martial Sect was located in the center of the outer circle. It was a large battle platform with a diameter of 100 meters. The outer circle of the Martial Sect was where the outer circle disciples gathered. The environment here was unusually chaotic, and it was a hot-blooded place that deeply adhered to the principle of the survival of the fittest.

Xiao Yihan and the others were the future outer circle disciples of the Martial Sect, but nothing was absolute. If they were lucky enough to be chosen by an elder, they could become a special existence - a core disciple. Of course, the elders of the Martial Sect weren't fools. Every core disciple might not be strong, but their potential was absolutely terrifying. They symbolized the future of the Martial Sect.

When Xiao Yihan and the others arrived at the arena, it was already crowded with people. Intense discussions and laughter filled the entire arena.

"What's going on?"

"I heard that a few newbies have started a conflict and are preparing to compete in the arena. "

"It's good to be young! Back then, we were also such hot-blooded youths. "

"Anyway, it's boring. It's not bad to be able to come and take a look at the newcomers' temper, haha!"

“. . . ”

Xiao Yihan looked around at the people around him and a trace of surprise appeared on his face.

In Xiao Yihan's opinion, as a super large sect, the disciples of the Martial Sect should be polite and polite, like senior brother Tian Meng, who possessed an extraordinary aura. However, upon closer inspection, the surrounding people were not inferior to those bandits.

"Mr. Xiao! Looks like we have come to the right place! Hahaha!" Wang Yanbing felt the surrounding environment and his eyes lit up as he laughed loudly. Even his breathing became much more rapid.

Not only did the surrounding atmosphere not make Wang Yanbing feel a little out of place, it also aroused the beast blood in his heart.

"Are you still going to fight or not? How boring!"

"That's right, I thought he was some young talent! I really didn't expect it to be a bunch of good-for-nothings!"

"What a bunch of dawdling! A big girl going up against a spoiled brat!"

"Hahaha!"

“. . . ”

"Birds of a feather flock together. " Shen Hao's face revealed a look of disdain when he heard the wild laughter around him. He glanced at Wang Yanbing out of the corner of his eye.

"Hehe! Brother Shen, why don't I teach you a lesson first? Asking you to make a move is really useless. " An extremely vulgar looking young man next to Shen Hao whispered into his ear with a sneer.

"Alright! Shu Bei, you can't show any mercy!" Shen Hao didn't have much confidence when he saw the murderous look on Wang Yanbing's face. After all, this was the Martial Sect, not his Taixin Prefecture. It would be best to let Shu Bei test the waters.

"Since neither side has any objections, let's begin!" Shen Liao saw Shen Hao's gaze and said with a gentle smile.

"No weapons can be used in a fight. No harm can be done to your life!" Tian Meng frowned, and his heart was full of worry.

"No problem!" Shen Hao shrugged and said indifferently.

Tian Meng's concern was very beneficial to Shen Hao. Shen Hao almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

The purpose of Taixin Prefecture was to fight the world with fists! The master of Taixin Prefecture, Shen Hongji, had a pair of iron fists that no one on the continent didn't fear.

"Agreed!"

Xiao Yihan and Wang Yanbing could also tell that senior disciple Tian Meng was taking care of them, so they had no reason to refuse.

"If that's the case, let's start deciding who will go up the stage!" Shen Liao said with a faint smile.

"Mr. Xiao, I have tolerated this group of scumbags for a long time. I am the one who started this. I will not give in now! " Wang Yanbing patted Xiao Yihan's shoulder and jumped onto the arena.

"This guy obviously can't wait anymore. Why should he give in? Seeing the excitement and fanaticism in Wang Yanbing's eyes, Xiao Yihan shrugged helplessly.

"Hehe! Young Master Shen has ordered me not to kill anyone in the arena, so I have to cripple you. " Shu Bei leapt onto the arena, and his eyes that were as big as beans emitted a cold light.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

"That's right! I'm still waiting for work!"

"Come, come, come! The bet started! A bet of contribution points! One hundred odds per bet will be doubled!"

“. . . ”

Wang Yanbing could not help but lick his dry lips when he felt the shouts coming from below.

"A bumpkin is a bumpkin! You have to recognize your position no matter what!" Shu Bei shouted, then he took a big step forward and quickly approached Wang Yanbing.

Suddenly, a thin cloud of Yuan Qi floated above Shu Bei's legs, increasing his speed by another level.

"Your speed is still too slow!" Wang Yanbing disdainfully glanced at Shu Bei, who was rapidly approaching, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Wang Yanbing, who was in the middle of the battle, changed his usual carefree attitude. His red eyes began to become unusually clear.

Shu Bei's right leg, which was wrapped in a strong wind, was about to land on Wang Yanbing's forehead. If he was kicked in the right direction. . . Even if Wang Yanbing didn't die, he would still be seriously injured. Shu Bei had attacked with a heavy blow right from the start. It could be seen that Shu Bei really wanted to cripple Wang Yanbing.

Before he could finish his sentence, Wang Yanbing's upper body suddenly leaned backwards. The tip of Shu Bei's foot brushed past Wang Yanbing's nose, narrowly avoiding it. However, Wang Yanbing did not stop moving. At the moment Wang Yanbing leaned back, his right leg, which was wrapped in a thin whirlwind, fiercely rushed towards Shu Bei's crotch.

Because he did not withdraw in time, Shu Bei could no longer dodge Wang Yanbing's attack.

A piercing pain came from his crotch, and Shu Bei's face turned green instantly.

Not to mention Shu Bei himself. Everyone who saw this scene felt a pain in their crotch.

"Ah!!!"

"Putong. "

Accompanied by a heart-wrenching roar, Shu Bei crashed heavily onto the ground. His originally wretched face had completely distorted, and snot and tears filled his face.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of bones breaking rang out, and Shu Bei completely fainted.

While Shu Bei was immersed in the pain between his legs, Wang Yanbing stomped on Shu Bei's right leg again. Under the double attack of the pain, Shu Bei completely fainted.

"According to the rules of the arena, fainting means losing. So junior brother Wang won this match!" Tian Meng revealed a relaxed smile at the corner of his mouth and shouted loudly.

"Putong!"

Tian Meng's voice felt like Wang Yanbing had suddenly kneeled down heavily on the ground. His face was covered with a layer of sweat.

"Brother Wang!" Xiao Yihan looked at Wang Yanbing worriedly and cried out.

Wang Yanbing's legs were already seriously injured, and now he was using his Yuan energy to hurt his legs. It would be difficult for him to even stand now.

"Who doesn't accept this!? Climb out for me!" Ignoring Xiao Yihan's worries, Wang Yanbing stared at Shen Hao and the others like a furious lion.

A layer of cold sweat immediately emerged on Shen Hao's back after being stared at by Wang Yanbing. He didn't even have the courage to look at Wang Yanbing.

"Good! As expected of a disciple of the Martial Sect! You brat, I'll admit it! "

"Haha! Another influential figure that stirred the Martial Sect was born. Who said that the poor do not have geniuses!"

" Haha! The outer sect will be lively in the future!"

"Kid! Come and look for me if you need anything in the future! I'm called Saki! "

“. . . ”

Hearing the praises coming from below the stage, Wang Yanbing waved his hand elegantly and a confident smile appeared on his face.

"Still want to compete?" Shen Liao stared at Shen Hao. His eyes were cold like a poisonous snake, making people feel numb when they looked at him.