The son-in-law of the first wealthy family

"Mu Sheng, if you lose, where did you come from, and where will you go to Lao Tzu!"

Hong Pengning looked at Mu Sheng arrogantly, with an extraordinary tone, as if he was looking at an ant.

"Hong Peng Ning!"

The old man in charge looked slightly annoyed, and said with a frown: "This mission does have requirements. If you don't have enough strength, you can choose to switch missions, but there are also regulations. You can't use coercive means to force people to leave the mission!"

"What's more, this Mu Sheng was sent by Instructor Wu Luo."

Mu Sheng wanted a mission closer to Xihui Province, so he troubled Instructor Wu Luo. The old man in charge knew about it. Of course, he had to sell Instructor Wu Luo's face.

"Hehe, so what about Instructor Wu Luo? Could it be possible that with a word from Instructor Wu Luo, we are going to send our entire team to die?"

At this time, Liang stood up suddenly and said angrily.

Wu Luo is the number one instructor of the preparatory group. If it were normal, Liang Meng would definitely give him a face, but it is different now. The preparatory group assessment is about to happen. If he fails, he will be eliminated directly from the preparatory team. Team, what is he afraid of instructor Wu Luo doing?
What Liang Meng needs now is points!
And the points for a task are limited, if there is one more person, the points will be reduced by one point, plus the one thousand points that Gu Shangnan promised him, Liang Meng can't wait to do it now and drive Mu Sheng out.

However, as a middle-stage first-tier profound practitioner, he is also a leader of the second-class profound practitioners in the reserve group. He has a reputation for being a big bully when he makes a move against Mu Sheng. Therefore, he let Hong Pengning make a move and give Mu Sheng a little lesson.

"Mu Sheng, if you don't dare to accept the challenge, I won't make things difficult for you, get out of here now, just go back to your house and stay!"

Seeing Liang Meng's wink, Hong Pengning, who was intimidated by the old man in charge, took another step forward, walked directly in front of Mu Sheng, and said coldly, "But let me remind you, in the future, if there is not enough In the face of strength, don't take the initiative to use your relationship to intervene in other people's tasks."

"Your name of "one worth one hundred" is nothing more than a joke in front of me. You are a worthless trash. You are not qualified to be my teammate!"

The voice of angry reprimand was loud and clear, spreading from all around.

The rest of the disciples sitting next to him all looked at Mu Sheng, and Liang Meng sneered even more in his heart. This guy won't refute even if he is humiliated. He doesn't have the blood of a practitioner at all. The freshmen are really rubbish, even people like Mu Sheng can be recommended.

Just when Liang Meng was about to laugh a few words.

Mu Sheng glanced at Hong Pengning coldly, and said: "Since you insist on verifying my ability, then do it here, the martial arts arena, I don't bother to go again, I just punch you. "

The voice was indifferent, full of casualness, Mu Sheng looked at Hong Pengning, and didn't even do the simplest warm-up exercises.

Everyone's breathing couldn't help but suffocate.

Afterwards, Liang Meng let out a burst of laughter, "Hahaha, Mu Sheng, have you lost your mind and gone crazy?"

Hong Pengning's complexion suddenly became very ugly. Although he ranked the lowest in strength among the four, he was still the best in the reserve group. Otherwise, it would be impossible to participate in such a competition with the initial strength of a first-order profound practitioner. level tasks.

In the end, Mu Sheng dared to laugh at him?
It's just life and death!
"Hong Pengning, don't hold back, teach him some unforgettable lessons!" Liang Meng shouted from the side.

"I see!"

Hearing Liang Meng's words, Hong Pengning didn't hold back any more, he stepped on the ground with both feet, and his aura immediately climbed up with luck, showing the cultivation base of the first-order profound practitioner in his body.

"Since you don't know good and bad yourself, then I will let you understand how huge the gap between martial arts masters and profound practitioners is!"

Hong Pengning stretched out his hands.

The palm of his hand was immediately bathed in golden light and became dazzling. The joints of the palm and other places were covered with a thick layer of profound energy.

"Golden Ape Palm!"

The surrounding crowd couldn't help but groan.

This Golden Ape Palm is Hong Pengning's unique move. At that time, he spent a full two thousand points to exchange it from the Kung Fu Pavilion. Now that he has practiced it to a great height, even if it is the middle stage of the first-order profound practitioner, it is difficult to eat. the down people.

Putting it outside, this level of strength is enough to fight across the ranks!
next second.

With the palm of Hong Pengning's hand, he slammed the table made of steel in the box and slapped it hard.

"Boom!"

The wooden material wrapped outside was smashed into fine powder in an instant, and it was raised all over the sky, and then the entire steel table was sunken in an instant, and the ground made a hoarse sound of being overwhelmed, and the palm was lifted. The steel was actually photographed as thin as a piece of paper. On the top, a dent in the palm was clearly visible.

At this time, Hong Peng Ning palm.

It is still a piece of golden light, without any damage.

Such tyrannical power made everyone present gasp.

Afterwards, Hong Pengning put away his palms, and deliberately retracted his right hand, using only his left hand, facing Mu Sheng, and said proudly: "Mu Sheng, you do it first, or if I do it next, you won't have any trouble." Chance for a second punch—”

With a cold voice mixed with incomparable confidence, he asked himself, Mu Sheng couldn't have held on for a second longer than this steel table in front of him!
"What I said is true. Next, I will not throw a second punch."

Mu Sheng grinned, and seemed to agree with Hong Pengning's opinion.

Not understanding the true meaning of Mu Sheng's words, Hong Pengning sneered, "Since that's the case, why don't you simply admit defeat? Save me from wasting profound energy, me."

"Shh!"

The voice fell.

Mu Sheng has already stepped on the footsteps and rushed over!
His speed was extremely fast, as if he had appeared on Hong Pengning's face in the blink of an eye, Hong Pengning's sneer stopped abruptly in an instant, and then he stared at Mu Sheng with an extremely solemn expression, and his profound energy gathered in his palm.

"Tap tap!"

The three steps left three deep footprints on the floor.

Then Mu Sheng punched Hong Pengning's palm.

I can't stop this punch!
In Hong Pengning's mind, this thought instinctively emerged.

His original arrogance disappeared instantly when Mu Sheng made a move. Mu Sheng's strength is probably not as weak as he imagined, and even a little stronger than him!
The right hand that was carried behind his back was quickly taken out, and Hong Pengning's profound energy had been mobilized to the extreme at this time, and he met Mu Sheng with two golden palms.

"Boom!"

A low roaring sound suddenly sounded.

Following the explosion of the smoke, the steel table below was instantly blown aside by the airflow generated by the fight.