Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

After saying a few words, he seemed to have noticed the hostile gaze of the young man with long fiery red hair.

Li Qingyun whispered to Ning Feng, "Huo Ling'er's suitor is Wang Jinpeng."

Ning Feng felt relieved and knew why the young man had always been hostile to him. It turned out that he was Huo Linger's bootlicker.

The same kind as his predecessor.

"This Wang Jinpeng is not weak. He is a martial arts genius of the Jinpeng Sect and has the blood of the Jinpeng."

"He is the same age as me. He was also picked up at the foot of Jinpeng Mountain. He also happens to have the blood of Jinpeng, so he was named Jinpeng."

With just a few words, Li Qingyun revealed the whole story of the young man with long fiery red hair.

After saying that, Li Qingyun added, "He and I are old enemies."

"Golden Roc bloodline?"

But after hearing this, Ning Feng looked at the young man with some surprise.

In the past few hundred years, a special kind of human warrior has appeared on Earth.

There are some human warriors who possess special bloodlines, such as Wang Jinpeng's Golden Peng bloodline, as well as purple blood, black blood and other bloodlines. These are very rare in the martial arts world.

The specific division is very vague.

But without exception, they are all very powerful.

So far in Dragon Country, there are only a handful of people who possess special bloodline.

I didn't expect to meet one here.

However, Ning Feng didn't care. What could be more domineering than his T0 version of Cang Tian Ba ​​Xue?

It seemed that he felt that the banquet was about to end and if he didn't speak now, he would miss another chance.

It also seemed that he noticed that Ning Feng was looking at him, feeling provoked, and gave him the opportunity to speak.

Wang Jinpeng threw the wine glass in his hand on the spot, and the red wine splashed on the table. He sneered, "What are you looking at?"

"..."

Ning Feng thought it could end smoothly, but unexpectedly he started to find trouble.

But...it seems to be of no use to him.

Wang Jinpeng relies on his own physique.

But in terms of physique, I can say without exaggeration that I am the best on Earth.

The rest of the physique, no matter how amazing it is, has to step back the moment I appear.

"Can't I see you doing this?" Ning Feng looked at him with some interest.

Wang Jinpeng stood up and walked to Ning Feng, not hiding his hostility towards Ning Feng.

He said in a cold voice: "To be honest, the relationship between me and Huo Ling'er is well known."

Ning Feng nodded, "I know, you are her licker."

"..." Wang Jinpeng smiled coldly, "No matter what, you humiliated her in public yesterday, I must save her face today."

Ning Feng looked at him directly. "How should I find it? I suggest you use a simple and rough approach. Otherwise, I won't have much time to waste with you."

"Beat me."

Wang Jinpeng took a step forward, and an extremely strong fighting spirit surged out of his body.

As this fighting spirit emerged, his skin was quickly covered with a layer of light golden color, and the strong blood energy was released.

Under the backdrop of golden energy.

The unfolding qi and blood really looked like a pair of golden roc wings.

Ning Feng looked at his wings and found them extremely magical. This was not a vision, but it was so magical.

"You are not worthy. If you want to fight the young master, defeat me first."

Li Xiaoqi stood up and said.

Wang Jinpeng glanced at Li Xiaoqi and said coldly: "You are not worthy to fight with me."

Li Xiaoqi also had an indifferent expression and refused to give in.

"Xiao Qi, step back."

Ning Feng said something, then looked at Wang Jinpeng and said, "Tell me, how do you play?"

Ning Feng smiled and said, "But if you want to fight me, there must be some stakes."

"I disagree. I, Wang Jinpeng, do the right thing and never get involved in gambling or drugs."

Wang Jinpeng smiled coldly and continued, "However, I can make an exception and agree to one condition. If I lose, I will be your slave for a month. During this month, you can ask me to do anything. How about that?"

"Tell me, how to fight."

Ning Feng said lightly, too lazy to continue the argument.

It doesn't matter to him what the stakes are or how the game is played.

Listening to Ning Feng asking him to come up with a fighting method, Wang Jinpeng sneered in his heart again and said confidently: "I heard that Young Master Ning is excellent in all aspects. I really want to give it a try. You and I don't want to compete in blood and realm."