Weng Kuiwu stood in the fighting ring, full of confidence.
Hearing Tong Wanqiu's words, Weng Kuiwu smiled and said, "Sister Qiu 'er, you'll find out soon!"
Then, he glanced at all the disciples of the Tongs and said loudly, "Genius of the Tongs, who dares to fight me?"
The Tongs all knew why Weng Kuiwu came to challenge them.
Everyone sneered at the arrogant Weng Kuiwu. Even if he was talented, it was impossible for him to defeat all the disciples of the Tongs.
The Tong Clan had many disciples and many of them had reached the Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm. There were even two disciples who were older, they were already 26 or 27 years old. They had already reached the peak of the Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm.
Whoosh!
As soon as Weng Kuiwu finished speaking, a disciple of the Tongs at Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm flew into the fighting ring.
"Weng Kuiwu, if you want to defeat all the disciples of the Tongs, you'll have to defeat me first!"
The disciple of the Tongs was a tall, sturdy young man with a face full of stubble. He looked quite ferocious.
Weng Kuiwu glanced at the tall young man and said with a faint smile, "Tong Li, our cultivations are similar. We're both at the Middle Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm. Why don't we exchange one blow and decide the winner?"
"Sure!" The tall young man, Tong Li, nodded.
Then, the two of them stopped talking. Their auras rose as they stared at each other.
In the next moment, they attacked almost at the same time. Tong Li punched, and Weng Kuiwu clawed.
"Thunder Roaring Fist!"
"Netherworld Claw!"
Their attacks were powerful, especially Weng Kuiwu's. His palm instantly turned black, and claw radiance burst out from it. It was gloomy and gloomy.
Boom!
The fist and the claw collided with a loud explosion.
Then, the crowd saw Tong Li's body flying out of the martial practice field like a cannonball before falling to the ground.
The entire martial practice field became so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling could be heard.
No one could believe that Tong Li, who had the same cultivation as Weng Kuiwu, was defeated in one blow.
After a while, the disciples of the Tongs were in an uproar and started discussing.
"It's the Netherworld Claw. I didn't expect Weng Kuiwu to have cultivated the unique skill of the Weng family!"
"That's right! It's so powerful! It's indeed a Lower Lv 3 Martial Skill! "
"Humph! So what if he cultivates the Netherworld Claw? It's absolutely impossible for him to sweep across my Tong Clan's disciples! "
"…"
Tong Lian, the Master of the Tongs, was sitting on the spectator stand. He frowned when he saw Weng Kuiwu's Netherworld Claw.
His eyesight was naturally incomparable to the young disciples of the Tong clan. He could tell at a glance that Weng Kuiwu had not only cultivated the Netherworld Claw, but he had also cultivated it to the Lesser Mastery Realm.
Tong Wanqiu, Liang Yao, Xiao Qing, and the others stood together. She frowned when she saw Weng Kuiwu's strength.
Weng Kuiwu's strength had completely exceeded his expectations. He had easily defeated Tong Li, who was at the Middle Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm!
"Brother Tong Tian, you must help me defeat Weng Kuiwu!"
Tong Wanqiu said to a handsome young man not far from her.
Tong Tian was one of the strongest young cultivators in the Tong Clan. He was only 26 years old, but he had already reached the peak of the Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm. He was extremely strong.
Tong Wanqiu would never marry Weng Kuiwu, but she had already said it. She could only hope that someone could defeat Weng Kuiwu.
Tong Tian had a good relationship with Tong Wanqiu. He was also the idol of Tong Wanqiu when she was young, so she hoped that Tong Tian could help immediately.
Tong Tian gave Tong Wanqiu a reassuring look and said with a smile, "Wanqiu, don't worry! He won't be able to defeat the Tongs as long as I'm here! "
Then, Tong Tian flew to the fighting ring.
"Weng Kuiwu, your Netherworld Claw is indeed powerful, but you're not qualified to defeat me!"
Tong Tian looked straight at Weng Kuiwu and said confidently.
"Not qualified?"
Weng Kuiwu sneered and said disdainfully, "You'll know if I'm qualified or not when I beat you up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Weng Kuiwu suddenly attacked. A sharp claw radiance instantly burst out and hit Tong Tian's head.
"Arrogant!"
Tong Tian yelled and a long spear appeared in his hand. The spear moved like a dragon emerging from the sea and pierced through the claw radiance.
Then, Tong Tian waved his long spear and attacked Weng Kuiwu like a storm. The whole fighting ring was covered in spear shadows and spear radiance.
"Haha! Awesome! Tong Tian, I'm only qualified to take you seriously because of your strength! "
Weng Kuiwu stood in the midst of the overwhelming attacks. Instead of being shocked, he was delighted. His aura surged again, and his claws tore apart all the spear shadows and spear radiance.
Boom! Boom!
The two of them fought fiercely. After dozens of moves, the crowd was surprised to find that Tong Tian was at a disadvantage.
"How is this possible? Weng Kuiwu's strength is even stronger than Brother Tong Tian, who's at the Peak Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm! "
"Oh no! If Brother Tong Tian loses, Weng Kuiwu might really defeat all the disciples of the Tongs!"
The disciples of the Tongs who were watching the fight changed their expressions.
Tong Wanqiu's face turned pale in an instant.
Liang Yao's face did not look good either. He could not accept that his cousin, the goddess of his heart, married Weng Kuiwu!
Weng Zhen, the Master of the Weng Clan, and the elders of the Weng Clan were all smiling in the Spectator Stand. They were not surprised at all.
It was within their expectations that Weng Kuiwu could defeat Tong Tian. On the contrary, it would be beyond their expectations if Weng Kuiwu lost to Tong Tian.
Bang!
As expected, after dozens of moves, Weng Kuiwu's claw hit Tong Tian's shoulder and grabbed a large piece of flesh. Tong Tian screamed and was forced to retreat from the fighting ring.
"Humph! You're just a piece of trash! "
Weng Kuiwu stood proudly in the fighting ring and looked down at Tong Tian.
"You …!"
Tong Tian was furious. As one of the top disciples of the Tongs, he had never been humiliated like this.
However, he was speechless in the face of Weng Kuiwu's humiliation. After all, he had indeed lost!
After defeating Tong Tian, Weng Kuiwu looked even more arrogant. He looked around and shouted, "Talents of the Tongs, who's not convinced? Come and fight me. I'll fight you to the end!"
Weng Kuiwu's arrogance angered many disciples of the Tongs. However, they were too weak to fight him, so they did not dare to enter the fighting ring.
Whoosh!
Another expert from the Tongs, who was at the Peak Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm, stepped into the ring. His name was Tong Hua, and his strength was not inferior to Tong Tian's. He attacked Weng Kuiwu crazily as soon as he stepped into the ring, but he was defeated after 30 moves. Weng Kuiwu's claw tore his chest open and then kicked him off the ring.
If Weng Kuiwu had not shown mercy, Tong Hua would have been killed on the spot.
"Are all the disciples of the Tongs so useless? Who else dares to fight me? "
Weng Kuiwu looked around and shouted in an overbearing manner.
After defeating two experts at the Peak Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm from the Tongs, Weng Kuiwu became even more aggressive.
The disciples of the Tongs were completely dumbfounded. They did not expect Weng Kuiwu to be so powerful that even Tong Tian and Tong Hua, the strongest disciples of the Tongs, were defeated. Who else could stop him?
Weng Kuiwu's strength completely shocked all the disciples of the Tongs. The fighting ring was silent, and no one dared to enter the fighting ring again.
Tong Wanqiu's face turned pale. She could not believe that Weng Kuiwu could defeat all the disciples of the Tongs with his strength.
"Am I really going to marry him?"
Tong Wanqiu shook her head furiously in her heart. She made up her mind that she would rather die than marry this perverted and evil man.
Ta, ta, ta!
At this moment, footsteps were heard from afar. The sound was particularly abrupt in the quiet martial arts practice field.
Everyone turned around and saw a servant of the Tongs walking over with a teenager about 16 or 17 years old.
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