Volume 3: Stormy Chapter 192: Jiashen Relics and Zhengtian Master
A black wave, a mass of vegetation as thick as a person, and a gigantic basalt turtle...
"The art of painting?"
The man standing not far away saw so many paintings in front of Wang Bing, nodded, and praised: "You are doing well in controlling ink with Qi, you have a better future than those old guys..."
There was a hint of praise in the man's eyes. In this day and age, there are indeed not many people who can calm down and devote themselves to calligraphy and painting.
It’s a pity that this kid is a little too annoying.
Originally he just came here to play, but this kid revealed his identity on the spot, forcing him to escape.
Now this brat has come to him again. No matter how good a man's temper is, he is a little fed up with this Wang Bing.
Bang, bang, bang! Swish, swish! Chi, chi, chi!
All kinds of noises exploded in front of Wang Bing. Only after the black waves, vegetation, and black tortoise were destroyed was he able to barely withstand these attacks.
"Interesting..." The man suddenly became interested in Wang Bing.
He put his hands in front of his chest, and a ball of wind pressure began to gather.
WTF…
Can this guy also make a Rasengan?
Wang Bing stared at the man in the distance in a daze, unable to let him complete his move.
Subconsciously, Wang Bing wrote a big word "kill" in the air with the Tianyuan pen in his hand.
Painting and calligraphy, the saint of literature!
boom!
The murderous intent spread to the surroundings through the word "kill", followed by the second word "kill", the third... a large number of black words formed in front of Wang Bing, some big and some small. With a wave of the Tianyuan brush in Wang Bing's hand, these black words rushed towards the man one after another.
"I didn't expect you to have a talent for literature..."
A gleam of brilliance flashed in the man's eyes. He gathered the condensed air into his right fist, moved his feet slightly, and first smashed the word "kill" that was flying towards him with one punch.
Then he stepped out of the spot, created a ball of air, pulled his fist back, aimed it at Wang and shot it straight at him.
“So soon?”
The moment the man started walking, Wang Bing waved the Tianyuan Pen again.
A big word "守" appeared in front of Wang Bing.
Bang!
At the moment when the defense of the word "守" was deployed, the man's fist, which was filled with wind power, smashed on it, and with one punch, the defense of the word "守" was shattered like glass. At the same time when the word "守" was shattered, a black light shot out from behind the word "守" and shot straight into the man's throat.
"This is……"
The punch had just been thrown and the man was still in a stiff state, with his middle door wide open for a moment.
Wang Bing also seized the opportunity, and the hair of the Tianyuan Pen turned into a sharp gun tip, and shot out with a black and purple energy.
"Hey, kid, you're still too young..."
The man lowered his head and chuckled. The fist that had already been thrown out was retracted behind his back at an extremely fast speed, and he punched Wang Bing again.
Are you kidding?
How is this possible?
It was just a moment. It was really just a moment. Wang Bing didn't even blink. The man's speed was so fast that it was simply... it was beyond the limit of ordinary people. Even a tiger-like body couldn't do this.
There was a ruthless look in the man's eyes and he clenched his fists. The wind force that had been condensed before had not completely dissipated and was once again wrapped around the man's fists.
Bang!
The black light dotted the man's quick punch like a black line, and the fist and gun intersected.
Because the distance was too short, although Wang Bing's Tianyuan Spear had the advantage in length, its power could not reach its peak in such a short distance.
On the other hand, the man's fist reached the peak of his strength when it hit the tip of the Tianyuan pen.
In a fight, what you compete for is strength.
A high verdict was made immediately.
The man punched Wang Bing, and he turned into a shadow and crashed into the ground behind him.
Boom boom boom!
The power of this attack was really great. After hitting the ground, Wang Bing rolled dozens of times on the ground, and a large cloud of dust was stirred up in front of him.
Wang Bing stood up in the smoke and dust, grinning.
pain!
It hurts!
My back is burning with pain!
"Magic magic, chaotic golden watch?"
Wang Bing stared at the man in front of him and said word by word: "That punch just now is the same move you used in the competition, the chaotic golden drum..."
"Just now when you retracted your fist, I was wondering what that sense of disharmony was. It was the feeling that I was disconnected from the surrounding space. The only thing that could do that was the Golden Watch."
"Um?"
The man did not refute, "I didn't expect that a little kid like you even knew magic. I am getting more and more curious about you now. How much do you know?"
The man shook his hand subconsciously, looking at the small ball of blood on his fist and the small wounds on his forearm left by sharp objects, and exclaimed: "Not bad, not bad! You can actually hurt me..."
Wang Bing waved his Tianyuan Pen to clear the dust in front of him, then frowned and said, "Even Chen Jinkui, the head of the Shuzi Sect, doesn't know how to use the Luanjin Tu, but you do... Could it be that you are an old man from Jiashen?"
"An old man from Jiashen?"
The man was startled, then he started laughing, his laughter was a little loud. After laughing for a while, the man said calmly: "You are quite good at guessing, but you are not my target... But that person seems to be coming over, forget it, let's go first..."
As he finished speaking, the man once again turned into a ball of gas and disappeared in front of Wang Bing.
"Who?"
Just as Wang Bing was thinking about who the target this man was talking about, a powerful aura came from behind him.
No, it's not the powerful aura.
It is an extremely indescribable momentum.
As for who emitted this momentum, Wang Bing knew who it was even with his eyes closed.
"It's so late, why are you running around instead of taking a good rest?"
Zhang Zhiwei's old voice came from behind Wang Bing, causing Wang Bing to shudder. He quickly stood up and saluted Zhang Zhiwei, saying, "Junior Wang Bing, greetings to the old Heavenly Master!"
"Well, you must be Wang Ai's grandson..." Zhang Zhiwei said lightly.
Can I say no?
If we were to say who the King of Luotian Dajiao is most afraid of, it would definitely be this old man.
But it has come to this, he could only bite the bullet and answer: "That's right, Mr. Wang is my ancestor..."
"This person in your family has caused me a lot of trouble..."
Zhang Zhiwei looked at Wang Bing and said word by word, "Besides, I am also very curious about what you are capable of that Wang Ye would admire you so much..."
grass!
Wang Ye, you are a dog, right? You said bad things about me to Zhang Zhiwei because you are afraid that I am living too comfortably, right?
Wang Bing had already tried to hold back from cursing.
"I have only met Daoist Master Wang a few times, so I am not worthy of your praise."
What else can I say, what else can I say.
Wang Bing felt miserable. He should have run away just now. Just as he was distracted, Zhang Zhiwei came up behind him.
"The little kid is not honest at all, that's all..."
Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand and asked, "Tell me, why are you wandering around here so late instead of going to rest, and..."
Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the messy scene around him and said in a deep voice, "You have to pay for it..."
WTF?
Wang Bing was already prepared to repeat to Zhang Zhiwei everything that had just happened, but who knew that the old man would come up and talk to him about compensation.
You are always the Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master's Mansion!
The leader of Taoism!
How can you be so mercenary...
“No, this is not just my problem…”
Wang Bing smiled bitterly and said, "Look, I am covered in wounds. I am the victim. Is it appropriate for you to ask me for compensation?"
"Yeah, that's right!"
Zhang Zhiwei stroked his beard, thought for a moment and said, "It's true that it can't be all your fault."
"That's it..."
But before Wang Bing finished speaking, Zhang Zhiwei continued, "Then let's assume half of the responsibility. Pay one million first. Your Wang family doesn't need this little money."
"ha?"
Wang Bing's eyes almost popped out. It seemed that after all this talk, he still had to pay for it himself.
Moreover, wow, Wang Bing exclaimed wow, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain asked for one million.
Revenge, this is definitely revenge.
Just as his old man had offended this guy, he was ready to get back at him.
That’s too much…
"Well... let's do as you say..."
Wang Bing said no in his heart, but he was still very honest.
Nonsense! If Wang Bing doesn't agree to this old man's request, he can guarantee that Zhang Zhiwei will go to Wang Ai to ask for it right after.
"Um?"
Seeing that Wang Bing agreed so easily, Zhang Zhiwei was slightly stunned. Are kids nowadays so rich?
"I will definitely deliver the money tomorrow. If there is nothing else, please allow me to leave and heal my wounds first."
Wang Bing quickly saluted and prepared to yo-yo. Looking at Zhang Zhiwei's eyes, Wang Bing could guess that he probably regretted not asking for more.
"Don't worry, I'm here, nothing will happen to you..."
Zhang Zhiwei raised his lips slightly and said, "Tell me what happened here. After all, it's such a big commotion, it's not right if I don't explain it clearly."
When Wang Bing heard this, his face fell instantly. What were you doing so long ago?
Just now I wanted to talk to you about compensation. Now I am in a hurry to leave, but you asked me to explain it in detail. You really don't want me to leave, right?
Absolutely amazing, right?
It seems that he really can't stand it. Beating a hero is like beating a grandson...
Forget it, forget it, I can’t afford to offend you.
In desperation, Wang Bing and Zhang Zhiwei explained everything that had happened here.
"Oh? Qi transformation, innate supernatural powers, and the magic weapon..."
Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but fall into deep thought, as if he was searching in his mind whether there had ever been such a person in the circle.
Not everyone can use the Golden Watchman.
Zhang Zhiwei was naturally aware of this. After all, Wang Ye had just tried it on himself last night. This kind of time-related magic was not so easy to master, otherwise it would not have been lost for so long.
"Okay, I get it! Go down the mountain early and don't hang around in Longhu Mountain at night..." Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand, letting Wang Bing leave.
Wang Bing also felt as if he had been pardoned. He ran away quickly, not daring to stop for a moment, and rushed down the mountain.
only……
Wang Bing had just walked halfway when he heard Zhang Zhiwei's voice coming from behind him again, "Don't forget to hand over the two million to Gongdetang tomorrow..."
