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"Yu Meng will be my woman sooner or later. What's wrong? It's you..."

"court death!"

As soon as Wang Qing said these words, Ning Xiaolei was completely furious, and walked over step by step with an extremely cold aura.

Startled by the cold aura on Ning Xiaolei's body, Wang Qing's expression changed slightly and he said, "What are you going to do?"

"I will make you speechless." Ning Xiaolei was filled with murderous intent, like a furious tiger.

"Arrogant, brother Yao Jun, go and break his limbs." Wang Qing was not afraid, his eyes were cold, and he said to the big man beside him.

The big man named Yao Jun nodded, sneered, moved his neck a few times, and walked out slowly with fists clenched.

"Gaba, Gaba..."

Amidst the crisp sound of joints, Yao Jun stood one meter away from Ning Xiaolei and joked: "You are so weak, little one."

Ning Xiaolei frowned, his fiery eyes quietly working, and he had seen through Yao Jun's true identity. He sneered, "You just have some martial arts training, so what are you pretending to be?"

Martial arts practitioners are different from cultivators. Cultivators practice from the outside in and draw the energy of heaven and earth for their own use.

As for martial arts practitioners, they practice from the inside out, cultivating the inner Qi in the body and stimulating the human body's potential.

The difference between the two can still be seen if you look carefully.

The Yao Jun in front of him was just a martial artist with the strength of Zhang Jiuxuan.

Ning Xiaolei was not afraid of Zhang Jiuxuan when he was a little demon in his early days. Now that he is in the great demon realm, he naturally does not take Yao Jun seriously either.

"You can actually tell that I am practicing martial arts. Could it be that I am from the same sect? I wonder which sect you are from?"

Yao Jun was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Ning Xiaolei to see through his true identity and frowned.

Ning Xiaolei snorted coldly: "You don't need to know. If you insist on helping that big toad king, just do it!"

"Arrogant, ignorant boy, I want you to know how powerful I am."

Yao Jun's face looked a little ugly. Since his identity was exposed by Ning Xiaolei, he simply didn't hide it and raised his hand to punch Ning Xiaolei.

When he did it, he obviously used his inner energy, and his fist was covered with a faint light.

Ning Xiaolei slightly mobilized his demonic energy and used the black bear boxing technique to meet him.

He did not use all his strength. This was the first time he had a formal fight with a martial artist. He wanted to see how these legendary martial arts masters were doing.

Yao Jun's punch was powerful and heavy, and when he punched out, the air whined and became windy.

A rough estimate is that it has more than a hundred kilograms of strength no matter what.

But Ning Xiaolei was not afraid. He raised his fist to meet it gently, and collided with Yao Jun's punch.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud noise, Yao Jun took several steps back and looked at Ning Xiaolei in surprise.

He found that Ning Xiaolei not only forced him back, but also didn't take a step back.

"Is this the only level?" Ning Xiaolei frowned.

"Boy, stop talking big words. I'm going to show my true strength and let you know the power of my Eight-Armed Gate, the Eight-Armed Divine Fist."

Yao Jun looked a little confused, growled low, and jumped towards him.

This time, his attack was far more aggressive than before. His punches were like rain, and his fists were like wind, hitting all the vital points of Ning Xiaolei's body.

With a hint of interest in his eyes, Ning Xiaolei used Tianpeng footwork and black bear boxing techniques to show off his skills.

On the side, Wang Qing and others were dumbfounded when they saw Ning Xiaolei, who was completely unfazed by Yao Jun's attack.

"I can't tell that this little brat has such abilities. I really underestimate him." Wang Cang said bitterly.

"He is indeed very powerful. If our Du family provokes him, we can only say that we are asking for trouble." Du Weizhu shook his head and sighed, with some regret in his eyes.

"Damn it, who is this kid?" Wang Qing looked jealous and resentful.

But the other young masters from the aristocratic families behind them were excited and envious, their faces full of joy, and it was very enjoyable to watch.