The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 3889: Wang family change

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This competition is finally over. Everyone is satisfied. It's a worthwhile trip to see such a battle.

Zhao Xiu'er didn't have any injuries on her body, except that she received a heavy punch in the chest by Wang Meng. The rest were sequelae caused by excessive urging of Zhen Qi, but Wang Meng was seriously injured.

His shoulder was first hit by a lightning bolt, almost roasting the meat in his place, and then a cone of ice pierced his palm. Although he won the competition, he was injured more than Zhao Xiu'er. Much more, but this is also the mercy of Wang Meng's men. Otherwise, if the punch falls on Zhao Xiu'er's face, Zhao Xiu'er's fainting will be light.

The Zhenling real person who was in charge of treating the injuries at Qianlingmen looked at Wang Meng's body and was amazed.

"Your boy's body really deserves to be repaired. While fighting, the injuries healed on the same side. The injuries caused by the thunder and lightning have already started to recover. You two will fight for another hour. Estimate your left arm. You can continue to use it." Zhenling Zhenren said aloud.

Wang Meng smiled lightly, a little embarrassed about Zhenling's praise.

The palm of Zhenling Zhenling’s right hand burst into light. He covered the wound on Wang Meng’s body. Wang Meng only felt the wound was cold. The wound that was so painful was no longer so painful. Once Zhenling took the palm of his hand Taking it away, Wang Meng was surprised to find that his injury had healed at least 30%!

Seeing Wang Meng’s envious eyes, Zhenling Zhenren said with a chuckle: “This method is only available for a special physique like me. Although I have cultivated to a certain level, I can use my own true energy to repair the injured body and lose weight. It’s all trivial things, but practitioners like you still don’t have the means of self-treatment. Don’t think that the means like me look good. After that, they will be like a tasteless existence."

Wang Meng nodded. No wonder he couldn't use his true energy to recover his injuries. It turns out that such a method can only be used by people with special physiques.

"Are you more comfortable?"

Zhenling asked aloud.

Wang Meng nodded.

"Get up when you feel better. The master is still waiting for you. Remember to call your baby daughter-in-law." Zhenling Zhenren quipped.

Wang Meng smiled awkwardly, and beckoned to Su Qingxue who was still standing in the audience. Su Qingxue immediately came to the competition arena, with the word concern written all over her face.

"Wang Meng, how are you?" Su Qingxue asked with concern.

Wang Meng shook his head with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Su Qingxue helped Wang Meng up.

On one side, Zhao Xiu'er walked to Wang Meng’s face, her eyes flickered, and finally she whispered to Wang Meng, "Junior, thank you."

Wang Meng waved his hand, and said quickly: "Since it is a competition, injuries are inevitable, so I don't have to worry about it."

Zhao Xiu'er nodded, but her face was still sorry.

"How long do you three want to talk about? The sect master is waiting for you dryly." Zhenling Zhenren quipped.

Wang Meng was taken aback, and then it sounded that the real person Zhenling had just said that the master Qianling was waiting for them.

A group of three people led by Zhenling Zhenren to the place where Qianling Zhenren and others were.

Wang Meng looked up and found that all the high-levels of Qianlingmen were here, and they were all watching Wang Meng with interest.

"Wang Meng, Wang Meng, originally I thought you had a small gain in the tempering land, but I didn't expect that the gain was not small. I even defeated Xiu'er." Qianling looked at Wang Meng playfully. .

Wang Meng lowered his head with a guilty conscience, not daring to say anything.

"Seeing that the strength of you and Xiu'er has improved so much, I won't say anything more. It seems that you will definitely achieve a good result in the chaos of the secret world." Real Qianling said slowly.

"I don't know when the brother Duguye will be back?" Wang Meng asked.

"He came back yesterday, saying that there will be about three days to come back, what's the matter with you?" Qian Ling asked suspiciously.

"Senior Brother Duguye once said that he would fight with me. The disciple is now so seriously injured, I am afraid that there is no way to fight." Wang Meng said artificially, with a trace of loss on his face.

The real person Qianling laughed dumbly. He scolded and said, "Don’t be cheap, you guys, but the battle between you and Duguye can really be set aside. After all, the secret war is about to be held, and you all need to feed yourself. Spirit, can better deal with the chaos in the secret realm. When he comes back, I will tell him that the first battle between you and him will continue, but you have to wait until the chaos in the secret realm is over."

Wang Meng nodded again and again. He didn't want to have any more competitions. After he came to Qianlingmen, besides drinking in Zuixianju, he was practicing in the practice room, and then he was competing in the martial arts field. He already wanted more than he wanted. Vomited.

The real person Qianling looked at Zhao Xiu'er, his voice suddenly became gentle, and he said softly: "Xiao Xiu'er, a failure can't explain much, this time you lost to Wang Meng, this kid just because you are not familiar with him. That’s why you are defeated, don’t take it to heart."

Wang Meng listened and wanted to vomit blood.

This difference is too big, right? I'm still here, okay? Do you want to hurt people like this?

Zhao Xiu'er nodded and did not speak.

"Xiu'er, your cultivation level is still insufficient. In the future, don't take the risk of invoking the six thunderbolts that call the thunder curse. Otherwise, your third uncle, me and your father, grandpa will feel distressed." Ling Yuan was on the sidelines. Instructed, seeing the blood on the corner of Zhao Xiu'er's mouth, Ling Yuan's face was full of distressed expressions.

"I see, Sanshu." Zhao Xiu'er said softly.

Wang Meng was completely dumbfounded.

Emotional Zhao Xiu'er is still a related household, she turned out to be the niece of Ling Yuan, one of the four great guardians, and he said how the Qian Ling treats Zhao Xiu'er so tenderly.

"By the way, there is one more thing." The real person Qianling suddenly opened his mouth.

Wang Meng looked at the real person Qianling, wondering what else the real person Qianling would say.

"Before Wang Ning practiced sorcery, it was even more so that evil cultivation appeared in my Qianlingmen. Although Wang Ning’s family had nothing to do with this matter, the news came that the Wang family seemed to be gathering secretly. Where you are going to attack, you have a grievance with the Wang family, so I remind you." Qian Ling said.

Wang Meng has nothing to do, but Su Qingxue's expression on one side changed.

"Does the Wang family want to attack our Su family? Want to kill parents and grandpa?"

Su Qingxue said anxiously, grabbing Wang Meng's palm and couldn't help but force it.