10,000 Times the Reward of Apprenticeship: Martial Dao Horizontal Push is Weird

When Ye Li proposed to fight again, a cold light flashed in Wang Qi's eyes.

In his opinion, Ye Li didn't know what was good or bad, but he just won a game by luck, so he was so arrogant that he thought that warriors could really be compared with monks?

"Brother Ye..."

Zhao He on the side also shouted at this time, but just as he spoke, Wang Qi's voice came.

"Okay, Pindao agrees to you, but if you lose, I want you, master and apprentice, to stay in Wuwei Temple and serve as slaves and handmaids for a year."

You must teach Ye Li a lesson and let him know the difference between warriors and monks, Wang Qi thought.

Ye Li didn't care about this, and smiled slightly.

"Yes, but if you lose, you must publicly admit that Zhao He is a member of Wuwei Temple, and you must not obstruct Zhao He from entering Wuwei Temple in the future."

This is Ye Li's real purpose, this battle is only for Zhao He.

Ye Li didn't comment on the eight years, whether Zhao He was right or wrong, but now that he is his friend, Ye Li wants to get back his identity for him.

As soon as these words came out, the anger in Wang Qi's eyes was like a volcanic eruption, almost becoming substantive.

Ye Li's words hit his nails, and it's no wonder Wang Qi was so angry.

As for Zhao He, who was on the side, he was also stunned at the same place at this moment, he didn't expect Ye Li to fight again because of this.

The three of them fell into silence. Facing Wang Qi who was burning with anger, Ye Li was not afraid at all, and looked at him calmly.

"Okay, okay, you are so brave, Pindao agrees to you, but if you lose, Pindao wants you, the three of you, master and apprentice, to stay in the concept of inaction for the rest of your life, to be slaves and handmaids, and let you be driven, how dare you?"

"Can."

Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Li directly agreed.

I didn't have the slightest worry in my heart, because under the same realm, girl Xiyue was invincible.

At least in the small Wuwei Guan, there is no one who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Xiyue girl in the same state.

From Zhao Hekou, Ye Li knows quite a lot about the concept of inaction.

Knowing that the view of inaction is not a big sect, at least it cannot be compared with those sects that have passed on for endless years.

Perhaps in this one-third of an acre of land, Wuwei Guan is quite good, but if you open your eyes a little, Wuwei Guan is nothing.

Moreover, according to Zhao He, according to Zhao He, there seems to be no more than one person with a special physique, and all of them are the most ordinary physiques, not top-notch at all.

Therefore, there is absolutely no possibility of losing this battle.

Seeing that Ye Li agreed so simply, Wang Qi didn't talk nonsense, and directly ordered a disciple in the field.

"Zheng Ke, you go."

When his name was called, Zheng Ke in the crowd nodded calmly, while the other disciples beside him spoke confidently.

"Senior Brother Zheng, teach her a lesson."

"That is, don't be merciful, let these warriors know how powerful the monks are."

Zheng Ke's cultivation was perfect in the Qi Condensation Realm, and he was only one step away from breaking through the Pulse Pulse Realm. It can be said that he is the strongest among all the disciples present.

Moreover, even among the younger generation of Wuweiguan, Zheng Ke's strength is enough to rank in the top ten.

Wang Qi directly hit Zheng Ke, which also showed that he wanted to teach Ye Li a lesson. Don't think that if you beat an ordinary disciple, you can really feel that you can stand shoulder to shoulder with a monk.

Surrounded by everyone, Zheng Ke walked slowly onto the ring and stood in front of Wu Xiyue.

Looking at Wu Xiyue, who was many heads shorter than herself, Zheng Ke didn't seem to have any strong fighting spirit, and just said lightly.

"Why don't you surrender? It's easy for me to fight without seriousness. It's not good to hurt you."

To be honest, if the viewer hadn’t named him to go,

Zheng Ke is still unwilling to fight with a little girl, isn't this clearly a bully.

But regarding this, Wu Xiyue also shook her head stubbornly.

"No, I can't lose this battle, or Master will be unhappy, and Daoist Zhao will be disappointed. Besides, you may not be my opponent."

Wu Xiyue's voice was soft and waxy, but the confidence in her words caught Zheng Ke by surprise.

It can be clearly felt that Wu Xiyue is not aimless, but really confident, thinking from the bottom of her heart that she will not lose.

It's really strange, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl is just a warrior, where does she get her confidence?

Shaking his head, Zheng Ke said.

"All right."

After finishing speaking, the two of them clasped their hands and saluted at the same time, which can be regarded as enough courtesy.

Looking at the two people who were about to fight in the arena, Wang Qi's face was still gloomy, and he didn't speak for a while, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

But Ye Li was as calm as ever, without any fluctuations.

Only Zhao He had a complex expression, he never expected that Ye Li would make such a decision for himself, and it would be a lie if he said he was not moved.

Since Master died eight years ago, what Zhao He wanted most was the forgiveness of his seniors, and he has been working hard and making atonement for it, wanting to make up for everything he has done.

Under the watchful eyes of the three, Zheng Ke took the lead in launching the attack, still with a single palm, but the power of this palm was much stronger than that of Junior Brother Chen's before.

Spiritual power condensed around the palm, facing Zheng Ke's palm, Wu Xiyue didn't hold back, and punched directly.

Seeing the collision of fists and palms, the disciples around joked one by one.

"How dare you take Brother Zheng's palm print, you really don't know how to live or die."

"This little girl's arm is probably going to be crippled."

"Then who can blame it? It's not that you are looking for death."

No one thought that Wu Xiyue could still block Zheng Ke's palm, but after a head-on blow, Wu Xiyue did not fall into the slightest disadvantage, and even knocked Zheng Ke back.

The disciples, who were originally smiling, lost their temper in an instant.

Blocking Junior Brother Chen's palm with one finger just now was exaggerated enough, but everyone could barely accept it.

After all, Junior Brother Chen's cultivation base is not enough, and his strength is not very strong, so it's nothing to block it.

But right now, this is Senior Brother Zheng, who ranks among the top ten young disciples of Wuwei Temple. Just like that, he is still blocking him head-on, and still has the upper hand, forcing him to retreat a few steps.

Even Zheng Ke in the arena looked at Wu Xiyue completely changed at this moment.

At that moment just now, Zheng Ke felt a terrifying force coming from Wu Xiyue's fist, and his arm was still trembling uncontrollably.

That strength even surpassed himself.

"Comparable to the perfection of Qi Condensation..."

There is no doubt that the strength of this little girl in front of her is absolutely comparable to that of a monk with a perfect Qi Condensation Realm, only stronger than herself, not weaker.

But how does a martial artist cultivate to this level?

Facing the shocked Zheng Ke, Wu Xiyue smiled slightly.

"I said you may not be able to defeat me, now I will attack."

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