Chapter 80: Sparring (Part 1)

The martial arts arena in the villa is underground. The venue is not too big, but the specifications are very high.

The small martial arts arena is covered with E-level alloys, which are specially used to absorb shock waves.

The two came to the martial arts arena and stood still. Wen Qingyun said: "Jiang Haoding's psychic weapon is not much different from Jiang Haobai, but it is more defensive.

His combat power is more durable. If you want to fight with consumption, your chances of winning are extremely low, but you have no choice but to fight with him.

So, I will carry out targeted attacks based on your situation."

"From what you said, I didn't use my full strength last time I challenged you?"

Jiang Mingyang scratched his head and smiled foolishly. He was too unkind last time, so he didn't dare to see Wen Qingyun during this period.

Wen Qingyun's pretty face was slightly red. Obviously, she also thought of the scene at that time, and even felt a faint pain in her right chest.

"Last time, I didn't know you had broken through, so I didn't dare to exert my full strength, so you took advantage of me.

If you dare to mention this again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Wen Qingyun's face was slightly red, and she scolded with a little coquettishness, which looked like she was acting coquettishly.

"I am ranked first among my peers. Do you really think it depends on your appearance and family background!"

Wen Qingyun stood proudly, and the blood in her body surged and burst, blowing her skirt rustling, and then she whispered softly: "Bee!"

On Wen Qingyun's slender right palm, the index finger bloomed a sky blue brilliant light, which was purer than the purest blue amber.

The sky blue light flickered and gathered, vaguely forming a sky blue killer bee phantom.

The phantom was so faint that it could not be detected. It condensed for a moment and turned into light and dispersed, turning into a sky blue light film covering Wen Qingyun's whole body.

At this moment, Wen Qingyun was like a Valkyrie descending to the world. Although she still had the temperament of an out-of-this-world fairy, her murderous aura was even stronger.

"You also have a psychic weapon!"

Jiang Mingyang opened his mouth in astonishment. He didn't expect that there was a great god hiding beside him. Now he finally knew the true strength of Wen Qingyun.

"Do you know why I am called the first genius?"

Wen Qingyun smiled sweetly, and the murderous aura and fairy aura complemented each other, which made Jiang Mingyang a little crazy.

"Why?"

Jiang Mingyang asked subconsciously, but before he could come back to his senses, Wen Qingyun disappeared in an instant.

When he appeared again, the slender fist had hit his stomach.

With the slender fist as the center of the circle, Jiang Mingyang's stomach spread like a wave, followed by detonation and shock wave spread.

Bang!

Jiang Mingyang flew backwards first, and then the shock wave spread.

The body was faster than the sound, which was enough to show the horror of that blow.

"Because my blood and psychic weapons don't have any attribute power, they simply increase speed and strength!"

Wen Qingyun is at the third level of the Body Refining Realm, only one level higher than Jiang Haobai, but her combat power has increased several times.

Sometimes being single and simple means incomparable strength.

Jiang Mingyang didn't know whether it was the gap in realm or Wen Qingyun was too talented. In short, Wen Qingyun was super strong.

"It hurts, it hurts."

Jiang Mingyang rubbed his stomach and stood up, with an excited smile on his face, saying: "I thought you didn't live up to your reputation before, and you were not as strong as Jiang Haobai. It seems that I was short-sighted.

Compared to you, Jiang Haobai is just a child who hasn't been weaned yet. The first genius is indeed worthy of his reputation."

Wen Qingyun laughed like a silver bell and said: "As long as classmate Jiang is satisfied."

"Satisfied to..."

Before Jiang Mingyang finished speaking, Wen Qingyun disappeared again, and her slender fist went straight to his right chest.

Wen Qingyun didn't use any skills or special combat skills, but just relied on speed and strength to charge forward.

The word "fast" alone was enough to make Jiang Mingyang unable to raise his head.

In just a few seconds, Jiang Mingyang's chest was hit hard, and he almost doubted his life.

Under Wen Qingyun's slender figure, it seemed as if a prehistoric beast was hidden. Every blow contained a thousand pounds of strength, and her slender fist was like a battering ram.

Wen Qingyun was like a precision machine, with the same attack speed, rhythm, and direction, attacking his right chest from beginning to end.

Jiang Mingyang knew the attack route and the landing point of the fist, but he had no way to defend.

Jiang Mingyang could fight desperately against Jiang Haobai, but Wen Qingyun was completely suppressed in the battle.

Wen Qingyun bullied him, just like an adult bullying a child.

"Damn it, this little bitch hit my right breast specifically. She came to me to seek revenge under the pretext of helping me.

I was abused, but I still have to be grateful.

Isn't it said that women are all vases after traveling through time? Why are there so many monsters around me!"

Jiang Mingyang felt bitter, but he had to bow his head in the hands of others.

"Cough cough cough, classmate Wen, stop hitting, it will break if you hit it again."

Jiang Mingyang covered his chest and coughed violently, while pretending to be pitiful weakly.

If he lived like this every day, he might as well die.

"Your combat skill, Burning Blood, can temporarily improve your overall attributes, allowing you to have strength close to the second level of the Body Refining Realm.

If you combine it with the Collapsing Fist and a physical strength far superior to that of the same level, you can burst out the third level of the Body Refining Realm.

Jiang Haoding's attack power is not as good as mine, but his defense power is far superior to mine.

In other words, as long as you can withstand my attack, you can trade injuries with him.

Jiang Haoding has comprehensive abilities, strong attack and defense, and a spiritual weapon amplification. Trading injuries for injuries is your only chance of winning."

Wen Qingyun's tone was pleasant, but Jiang Mingyang felt more and more uncomfortable the more he listened.

"Can it be understood that in order to improve my physical defense, I will be abused by you as a sandbag in the next period of time?"

Jiang Mingyang was so tempted to leave, but Wen Qingyun smiled and said nonchalantly: "No need to thank me."

"Thank you, sir. You are definitely here for revenge, pu... um... ah... ahhhh..."

No matter what Jiang Mingyang thought, Wen Qingyun was very happy.

Jiang Mingyang deserved it. Don't you know that women are very vindictive?

First, he deliberately teased Wen Qingyun in the martial arts hall, and then attacked her breasts openly, and despised her talent and power, thinking that she was good-tempered.

Taking advantage of this opportunity to help, even if she abused Jiang Mingyang to death, Jiang Mingyang would still be grateful.

You can earn favors and take revenge at the same time. Where can you find such a good thing?

Jiang Mingyang was moved to tears by Wen Qingyun's thoughtfulness and enthusiasm.

In order to no longer suffer humiliation and beatings, Jiang Mingyang used burning blood and collapsing fists to seriously injure himself and near death.

But Jiang Mingyang ignored Wen Qingyun's enthusiasm.

In order to help Jiang Mingyang, she even took out her own pills and helped Jiang Mingyang take them very gently.

Wen Qingyun worked diligently for the whole morning without any slackness or laziness.

At noon, the sun was shining brightly.

Lin Xiling's long hair was like a waterfall, casually draped over her shoulders. She was wearing a cool dress. The sunlight shone through the green skirt, reflecting her curves.

She carried a luxurious small bag in one hand and a delicate dessert in the other hand, and walked towards Jiang Mingyang's dormitory with lotus steps.

She knocked on the door gently, but the door was not locked and no one responded, so she walked in casually.

"Where is the person? Where did he die?"

Lin Xiling felt like she was back home. There was no one in the living room, so she went upstairs for a walk, but she didn't find anyone.

"The door was not locked, and there was no one. Where did he go?"

Lin Xiling scratched her head in confusion and walked slowly towards the martial arts field. She heard panting before she got close.

"Huh...Huh...Now, you feel good, right? I really can't take it anymore. If I feel bad again, I really can't do anything."

"Hmm...Hmm...I feel good physically and mentally..."