Urban Cultivation: I Was Dug Out Again

Li Mengmeng's phone rang in real time, and it turned out it was her mother calling.

"Oh~ Mengmeng, are you really good at martial arts?" came a middle-aged woman's voice from inside.

It seems that Li Mengmeng’s tea spirit is inherited.

"Yes, I told you but you didn't believe me." Li Mengmeng's tone was not very good. It was obvious that she was very angry that she was not trusted by the people closest to her.

"Oh~ don't be angry~ Mom believes in you, how could she not?"

"You asked her from whom she learned this skill? Is he from a legendary martial arts family? Does he have a wife?" An anxious man's voice came from the phone.

Hearing this question, several women around them covered their faces. Did they see taller Gao Zhi?

I can’t wait to sell my daughter for a better price.

"Humph~ I won't tell you. Now I have the power to change my destiny. Don't try to control my freedom anymore. That's it. I still have to practice. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do." Li Mengmeng's face turned dark. Bottom of the pot.

"Domineering." The women gave a thumbs up.

"That's right, if Master and Brother are here, if anyone dares to bully me, I will let Master and Brother smash his head in."

Mo Tian was their biggest supporter, and Luo Qingyin, Li Mengmeng, and Mi Xiaoxue were all grateful for their original choice.

"The second match is between Ouyang Yehuo and Xu Xu Shiyou. Players from both sides are invited to come on stage to prepare."

"Oh haha~ That guy playing with the stick has won the jackpot." The women observed three seconds of silence for Xu Shiyou.

"Fuck, how did I get to meet this woman?" He finally made it to the finals, but he met such a strong opponent in the first game. It looked like the road ahead was going to be bumpy.

A hot beauty in a fiery red cheongsam stood on the ring holding a three-meter long spear.

The round hair, smoky makeup, flaming red lips, protruding front and back, is really wild and hot.

"The Ma family's fists, the Ouyang family's spears, finally the king of long weapons has arrived." Bei Xiangtian's excitement was palpable.

"It's really rare for a woman to be able to master the Overlord Spear to such an extent. Even for a man, it's extremely difficult to succeed in practicing such a fierce and domineering spear technique. The Ouyang family has a talented woman." Zhang Yuming also sighed.

"Sister Yehuo, please be gentle." Xu Shiyou smiled coquettishly.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you can take three shots from me, I will admit defeat." The voice was nice and the words were very domineering.

"Both sides perform martial arts rituals, let's begin." Both of them had long weapons, one with a spear and one with a stick.

"Take the move, Jinghongluo." A simple shot came down with heavy pressure, and Xu Shiyou's clothes rustled with the burst of energy, which showed how powerful this shot was.

"Cang~" Under the huge sound, Xu Shiyou was instantly suppressed and half-kneeling on the ring, and even the fine steel rod was slightly bent.

"Xiao Xue, this Ouyang Yehuo is actually more powerful than you."

"Yeah, so strong." Mi Xiaoxue's face was full of solemnity. Facing this Ouyang Yehuo, she would most likely lose.

"Second move, Lone Goose Returns." Ouyang Yehuo took a step back, swung his spear in an astonishing arc, and pressed down on his head again.

Xu Shiyou could no longer hold on, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he lost the ability to fight on the spot.

"You can't take both moves, you're rubbish." Ouyang Yehuo retracted his spear and turned away with great disdain.

"Ouyang Yehuo wins."

"Has this girl entered the late stage of An Jin?" Bei Wuhan noticed that the fluctuation of Qi Jin just now was clearly at a level that can only be achieved in the late stage of An Jin.

"Yes, she is really a monster. She is a few months younger than Ma Tianming, right?"

"It needs to be smaller. I wonder who among the two of them is the strongest among the younger generation?" After all, Ma Tianming has been in the late stage of Anjin for quite some time, so it's hard to judge at this moment.

"Ouyang Yehuo has an innate advantage in weapons. At the same level, it is not easy for Ma Tianming to break through Ouyang Yehuo's gun blockade."

"Indeed, these juniors are much more powerful now than we were back then, haha."

This domineering girl who knocked down her opponent with two shots instantly climbed to the top of the list. She had no choice but to do it because she was too violent and it was very enjoyable to watch. Especially, she was a hot and beautiful girl with a wild personality, and she directly won the title of Queen.

[My Queen, please accept my hip shaft]

[My Queen, please accept my lame cap]

[My Queen, please accept my lumbar disc]…

There are various discussions on the forum, and there is a sound of admiration.

"The third game, Bei Wuhan versus Qin Tian."

"Haha, you guys from the Bei family are about to come on stage, I have to take a good look." Zhang Yuming said angrily.

"Then you have to open your eyes wide. This kid has received the true inheritance from my ancestor."

"Okay, you two are almost a hundred years old together, and you are still bickering like a child." Ge Yuan came out to be the peacemaker.

"Hmph~"

"Hmph~"

The two snorted at each other and turned their heads to the side.

Bei Wuhan still has the nine-ring sword. This is the weapon given to him by the ancestor of the Bei family. It is the weapon that the ancestor used when he was young. It is said that it is the weapon used by the ancestor of the previous generation.

Qin Tian, ​​on the other hand, has a pair of golden melon hammers, and his brute strength is not inferior to that of Bei Wuhan.

It's a pity that he could still have fought without Bei Wuhan, who advanced to the late stage.

At the beginning of the battle, Bei Wuhan was surrounded by wind and sand. Two sabers slashed out in succession, and there was no lag in the connection between moves.

"Lao Bei, your boy has hidden deep enough. I didn't expect that he has entered the late stage of Dark Strength." Zhang Yuming's face was full of dissatisfaction. Without him, Zhang Qilin had not broken through to the late stage, but Bei Wuhan had already broken through. This made him It felt like the Zhang family was being squeezed.

"Haha, Xiaobei has only made a breakthrough in the past two days. Luck, luck, haha~" Seeing that Old Man Zhang was defeated, Bei Xiangtian was in a good mood.

Qin Tian tried his best to defend on the field, but Bei Wuhan's every blow was so powerful that he retreated again and again. Finally, Bei Wuhan sent him flying out of the field with a wind and sand move.

"Beiwu Han wins."

This battle was extremely exciting, but its popularity was not as high as the first two female players, ranking third on the popularity list.

"The fourth game is between Zhang Yaqing and Taylor. Please prepare for both players."

"Old Zhang, is this Zhang Yaqing really not from your family?" Bei Wuhan asked Zhang Yuming.

"I have asked several branches of the Zhang family, but there is no one with this name. Alas~ It seems that she is not destined to be with my Zhang family, otherwise I will definitely take her to the master's family to train her well, and she will be another innate pinnacle sword master. What a pity, what a pity.”

Zhang Yaqing's previous performance was very impressive. When she came on the stage, there were cheers everywhere. It seems that she is very popular.

Taylor is a player from the Western Division. He is tall and muscular, and is proficient in wrestling and jiu-jitsu.

After the martial arts ceremony, the battle begins.

Taylor wore a pair of gold gloves and assumed a standard wrestling stance.

Zhang Yaqing swung her long sword, and the hot temperature immediately caused the surrounding lawn to curl.

"Fire."

Knowing that this move was overbearing, Taylor rolled on the spot, dodged and avoided the move, and tried to grab Zhang Yaqing's ankle with his backhand, dragging Zhang Yaqing into the ground to fight. It seemed that he had studied Zhang Yaqing's fighting style.

"Fire will start a prairie fire." Zhang Yaqing was not to be outdone, and used a wide range of backhand moves to force Taylor back.

Arrogant and unforgiving, Zhang Yaqing held the sword with one hand, exerted force from her waist, and made two consecutive slashes. Using the sword as a knife, Zhang Yaqing struck at Taylor with two large whirlwind slashes.

"It doesn't stick to the formality. It's not bad. This woman has really high understanding." Zhang Yuming became more and more appreciative as he looked at it.

Taylor was forced to roll left and right until he almost turned into a tire. His body was covered with grass clippings and mud, and he was in a miserable state.

"Ah~" He yelled, trying to change from passive to active, but it played into Zhang Yaqing's hands.

"Feng Tian." The sword that was originally slashing suddenly moved upwards, hitting Taylor's outstretched arm.

Taylor quickly grabbed the blade, but was a step too late.

"Pfft~" In an instant, a big gash was cut on his arm, and the wound was scorched.