The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 3813: Transformation

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"Next."

The sound of sarcasm sounded, and Wang Meng was staring at Wang Kun and others in the audience with indifferent eyes.

Wang Kun was anxious, and seeing Wang Meng like this really made him feel angry.

"Guan Suo, you go."

Wang Kun shouted to an inner disciple next to him.

This inner disciple named Guan Suo, Wang Meng, has seen him. He was a disciple in the reception.

When Guan Suo heard Wang Kun let himself go, his body shook slightly.

Seeing that Li Tianyi was defeated by Wang Meng so easily, he just feels that he has no bottom.

But seeing everyone in the room watching him, even if Guan Suo was reluctant, he had to bite the bullet and walk onto the competition arena at this time.

A smile appeared on Wang Meng's face when Guan Suo stepped onto the stage.

"So brother, you are called Guan Suo, and I was very happy to have a drink with you that day. I don't know when the next reception will be held? I'm going to have a good drink with you, brother." Wang Meng said with a smile.

Seeing Wang Meng's appearance, Guan Suo couldn't help feeling a little erratic. He said the "old love" before Wang Meng. Wang Meng wouldn't be too cruel to himself.

"Brother, who of us will make the first move?"

Wang Meng continued to ask with a smile.

At this time, Guan Suo only felt that his head was not enough. He subconsciously said: "You first, you first..."

Before the voice fell, Guan Suo felt his body rise in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground. Only then did he feel the sharp pain in his chest. He slightly raised his head and looked at his chest. Seeing a depression with a large bowl mouth appeared in front of him.

Puff!

A mouthful of blood was squirted out by him, his head tilted, and he fainted completely.

Don’t you just start talking lightly? What's wrong with the depression in my chest?

Wang Meng retracted the fist he had just hit, and turned his head to look at Wang Kun and the others under the stage again.

"Next."

The same sentence, the same tone and the same speed of speech also made Wang Kun angry.

The others have been shocked and speechless.

Didn’t it mean that there is no way to compare physical cultivation with Taoism at the beginning of cultivation? Why did Wang Meng's body repair suddenly mess up? The two Taoist cultivators were beaten up because they couldn't react at all?

Wang Kun's eyes flashed with a crazy killing intent. If it weren't for the rules, he really wanted to let the people around him swarm up and kill Wang fiercely. Only in this way could he calm the anger in his heart.

"Go on."

Wang Kun took a deep breath, and then ordered another inner disciple.

The inner disciple's expression was ugly to the extreme, but he didn't dare to defy Wang Kun's will, so he could only bite the bullet and walked onto the competition arena.

……

In less than half an hour, Wang Meng was still standing on the stage, his face was not flushed or breathing, and it seemed that nothing was going on.

The people watching the battle in the audience were already numb. All they need to do now is to watch a person walk into the martial arts arena and then be blasted by Wang Meng's punch.

Wang Fugui still applauded Wang Meng at first, but now he doesn't applaud anymore. He doesn't even bother to applaud. He is just as numb as everyone else.

Su Qingxue Qiao’s face was full of surprise. She knew Wang Meng was very strong, but she didn’t expect Wang Meng to become such a strong one. Even a high-grade cultivator in the Diamond Realm would not be Wang Meng’s opponent. Two high-grade people in the Diamond Realm were lying on the ground, and they had fainted a long time ago.

"Next."

Wang Meng walked two steps to the edge of the stage, leaned over slightly, and smiled at Wang Kun below the stage.

Wang Kun was shocked, and then he looked left and right, and found to his horror that none of his side was gone. All the people he brought were knocked down by Wang Meng alone. At this time, he was the only one who had not yet come to the stage to compete.

At this time, Wang Kun realized what the meaningful smile on Wang Meng's face just now meant.

Feeling the expressions of everyone around him, Wang Kun gritted his teeth, and finally dragged his lead-filled legs to the stage.

It’s not that he never thought of surrendering directly, but once he did so, his reputation was completely stinky. After all, he brought more than a dozen people, and all of them were seriously injured. If he did not come to the stage to compete To admit defeat directly, it was not only him, but all that his brother Wang Ning had done was wasted.

Seeing Wang Kun stepping onto the competition field, Wang Meng's mouth showed a mocking sneer.

"I didn't expect you to really dare to come up. I thought you would surrender directly." Wang Meng sneered, his words full of sarcasm.

Wang Kun's face flushed, and then he insisted: "Give up? How can I give up?"

Wang Meng smiled, and didn't care about Wang Kun's hard mouth. He said faintly: "You must be the first to make a move, so that others will say that I bully you as a trash."

Wang Meng emphasized the word waste very seriously, full of disdain.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then I remembered that Wang Meng was called waste by others in the first place, and now Wang Meng scolds Wang Kun as waste, it is exactly what happened before.

Su Qingxue's eyes are a little lost, she is the deepest feeling.

Wang Meng had just joined their Su family, and no one in the Su family liked him. Even the maids and guards didn’t take Wang Meng seriously. The people in Qingshan Town called Wang Meng a trash, only he didn’t. I looked down on Wang Meng, but still angered. She was angry that Wang Meng was bullied by others and didn't dare to resist. She regretted it very much at one time, and regretted why she was looking for a waste.

But now? Now Wang Meng has actually beaten more than a dozen people with a single blow. These more than a dozen people are all able to beat the wind in Qingshan Town. She is really curious, if Wang Meng's achievements here are passed back to Qingshan. Zhen, what kind of expression his parents would have once they knew.

Su Qingxue raised her head and looked at the figure on the competition field. This is her pride.

Wang Kun, who was humiliated as waste by Wang Meng, flushed, his lips squirmed, but he couldn't say a word.

Facts are better than eloquence. Now, even if he says it again, it doesn't make any sense. Only when he successfully defeated Wang Meng can he truly have the right to speak, otherwise everything will be useless.

"Why? Don't you dare to do it? If you don't dare to do it, I will do it in advance." Wang Meng smiled with a thick sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

Wang Kun's heart trembled. At this moment, he wished that Wang Meng punched him off the competition ground with the same punch, so that he would be protected from this humiliation.

Finally, he still strengthened the courage in his heart. With a shake of his hand, several fist-sized fireballs flew towards Wang Meng.

Wang Meng sneered twice, he said faintly: "This level? Do you tick me?"