Chapter 282： Just beating!

Brother Su?

Su Ba frowned.

This Puze is actually two or three years older than him.

Pu Ze is arrogant in his bones, it is only for those who are inferior to him, but when he really meets a powerful player, such as facing Wei Pingyun, Pu Ze will not have the slightest arrogance.

Su Ba was able to defeat Wei Pingyun so easily. He was obviously stronger than him and didn't know where to go. Pu Ze naturally didn't dare to disrespect Su Ba.

"It's okay, mainly because that Wei Pingyun is too weak."

Su Ba smiled lightly.

"..."

Puze's next words immediately choked in his throat.

Wei Pingyun is too weak...

Puze smiled bitterly in his heart, brother, what you said, most of us core disciples who are inferior to Wei Pingyun, are afraid that we will have nowhere to be.

Su Ba glanced at Pu Ze, smiled, and stopped talking.

Wei Pingyun looked like an ant in his eyes, a random thing that could be pinched to death.

Nevertheless, he would not underestimate the masters of the other six cases.

The other party has a martial arts sect, and there are no fewer than ten true disciples alone, let alone more core disciples.

Although Wei Pingyun's talent is good, his strength ranks in the upper middle level among the core disciples of the Wind Dragon Sect.

That is the ranking of the top fifteen or so.

It's really nothing to be proud of defeating him.

Not to mention that the other core disciples are better than the other, that is, each of the true disciples probably has a lot of cards, let alone the strongest true disciple!

If this kind of master didn't really fight, Su Ba wouldn't judge a person's strength based on feeling alone!

After all, he may not be worth mentioning in the eyes of others, but after fighting, you will find that he Su Ba is such a strong group!

Just thinking.

Su Ba's ears suddenly sounded a clear and true yuan transmission.

"Su Ba, you did a good job, but next time you should pay attention to it. When you can't clarify the opponent's strength, give yourself more retreat. It's always right to be stable."

Su Ba turned his head and looked over, just in time to see Tang Ruoxi showing a happy and annoying look at him.

With a light smile, Su Ba replied.

"Senior Sister, this kid is owed, I know it in my heart."

Tang Ruoxi knew in her heart that Su Ba was afraid that she would also vent her anger, smiled slightly, and said nothing more.

She knew that Su Ba should not be that kind of impulsive person.

And after that battle.

On the first seat of the Leilongzong banquet, Tang Baiguang's expression finally eased slightly.

Wei Pingyun had a good talent among the core disciples of the Wind Dragon Sect. He could rank in the top ten. Even though he was more than two years away, he was still defeated at will by Su Ba.

It can be seen that Su Ba's talent is indeed quite terrifying!

Su Ba did not disappoint him.

With this development going on, Su Ba is likely to become a figure like Tangshan in a few years, ranking the pinnacle of the second level of the younger generation!

But Xi'er respects you so much, Su Ba, I am afraid that your true strength is more than that.

Tang Baiguang thought to himself, still a little expectant.

But inadvertently, Tang Baiguang glanced at Jin Xiangqing in the distance.

At this time, Jin Xiangqing seemed to not care about Su Ba's horrible talent, with a faint smile on his face.

Tang Baiguang's face suddenly sank!

He didn't believe it. With Jin Xiangqing's level of Xuandan bosses, would he not see that Su Ba's bone age was actually less than nineteen years old!

"This old thing!"

Tang Baiguang hated Jin Xiangqing's smile as if everything were in control.

In the past few days of negotiations, this old thing often engages in things, otherwise the negotiations would have been settled long ago!

"Could it be that this old thing has any support?"

Tang Baiguang's face was gloomy.

In the middle of the square.

The test continues.

Since Su Ba and Wei Pingyun had a real battle, no one in the back has competed for other skills and skills, all are hard battles!

"Gu Yu, the core disciple of the Wood Dragon Sect, wants to challenge everyone in the Thunder Dragon Sect. Who will fight?"

In the center of the square, a man wearing a green gown and holding a machete got the youth to speak in the direction of the Thunder Dragon Sect's feast.

Gu Yu, Mulongzong's core disciple ranked top three masters.

On the Thunder Dragon Sect's side, the disciples' complexions were a bit ugly.

In the past exchanges, the seven schools all competed against each other, but this time, they felt something was wrong!

For so many consecutive games, the talented disciples of the other six sects played against their disciples of the Thunder Dragon Sect.

Now that the top three masters of the core disciples of the Mu Longzong came out, they still named them to challenge the disciples of the Thunder Dragon Sect. Damn, those guys are so shameless? !

Six sects unite to deal with one of them? !

The Thunder Dragon Sect is powerful, and the leader of the seven sects in the East Continent, but it has been struggling to cope with the repeated challenges of the six martial arts sects!