Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 185 Zhao Ji's end
"Liang Shaobao can't do it at all. He didn't reach the tenth level of Houtian by virtue of his real ability at all. He was promoted by taking a punching pill."

Luo Qingyun explained from the side.

It has to be said that Luo Qingyun is really a talent, his cultivation base is not weak, and he is not bad at finding out information. He has only been in Wangcheng for a few days, and he has figured out so much information.

Liang Shaobao's cultivation talent can only be regarded as average. He did not know how many elixirs he had taken to accumulate to the ninth floor of Houtian. So far, he couldn't make it to the tenth floor of Houtian. Floor.

Relying on the power of the elixir, Liang Shaobao cultivated to the tenth floor of Houtian in his twenties, and then he won the title of young genius in Wangcheng. However, in his body, the power of the elixir was concentrated too much, which limited his next development.

According to Liang Shaobao's nature, if he could, he would definitely take the Xiantian Pill to advance to the Xiantian Realm. However, the medicinal power accumulated in his body was too much, even if he took the Xiantian Pill, the chance of being promoted to the Xiantian Realm was not high.

Liang Shaobao's cultivation base was accumulated by pills, while Guan Shan Houtian's cultivation base on the tenth floor was obtained through hard work step by step. The foundation can be described as extremely solid. Become an innate warrior.

Such two people were right, Guan Shan lost to Liang Shaobao, why did Zhao Ji not believe it, not only he didn't believe it, but others also didn't believe it.

"Who else dares to play and fight with me."

After defeating Guan Shan, Liang Shaobao was full of spirits, and spoke generously to everyone around him.

"Okay, I'll play with you."

Some people were really unconvinced, and Bing Qibu drew his weapon, ready to end.

As a sect warrior of the Binghun Sect, Bing Qibu's cultivation is extremely strong, reaching the tenth level of Houtian, and his attainments in weapons and martial arts are very high-strength. A battle in the arena shocked the entire Wangcheng.

In the past few days, Zhao Ji has heard that this Bingqibu is called No. 1 under Xiantian. Although he is not convinced, he has to admit that Bingqibu is indeed extremely powerful.

After Bing Qibu stepped off the stage, many of the onlookers looked like they were enjoying the show, but Liang Shaobao's complexion changed slightly, and he became less attractive.

"Hey, my friend, I see that you are holding a weapon. You must be good at weapons. However, I am good at fists and feet, but I am not very good at weapons. So, you should go back, I will not fight with you."

Pointing at the strange strides of soldiers, Liang Shaobao said righteously.

Liang Shaobao's words made everyone stunned, never thought that this person is such a living treasure, Zhao Ji couldn't bear it even more, and burst out laughing "haha".

"Why, you laugh, what's so funny, am I funny? If you are not convinced, you can come down and compete with me."

Zhao Ji's big laugh made Liang Shaobao furious, and shouted angrily with his eyes wide open.

There was a little doubt on his face, he looked around and saw that Liang Shaobao seemed to be referring to himself, Zhao Ji said in surprise, "It's me."

"Haha, this person's reaction is too slow."

"It's so slow, unresponsive."

"However, Liang Shaobao is indeed too outrageous. Bing Qibu can't deal with it, so he wants to bully someone who is a martial artist on the ninth floor of Houtian. It's too obvious."

"It's true that I have eyes, I have big eyes, this Liang Shaobao, I'm ashamed to be with him."

"Pick persimmons softly, this sentence is indeed a wise saying, Liang Shaobao has the essence of this sentence."

"But, in my opinion, that person is not easy to bully. Don't look at him as a martial artist on the ninth floor of Acquired Heaven, and his strength is definitely not weak. That guy Liang Shaobao may not be able to do it."

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Liang Shaobao's embarrassing behavior caused many people to laugh and sneer, and there was a lot of discussion. Most of them thought Zhao Ji's expression was a little funny, but almost everyone thought that Liang Shaobao was too bad. .

The prestige of Bing Qibu was spread in Wangcheng, Liang Shaobao also heard about it, and thought he was invincible, so he approached Zhao Ji, thinking that he was easy to bully, but he didn't know that he had offended someone who was even more difficult to offend.

Although he has never cared much about other people's opinions, Zhao Ji was very dissatisfied with being underestimated by Liang Shaobao, an incompetent guy, and sneered slightly: "Oh, Mr. Liang wants to fight me, it's okay, I happen to be a little handy!" Itchy, I will fight with you."

"Brother Zhao, be careful."

Luo Qiushui was a little worried, pulled Zhao Ji, and said worriedly.

"Qiu Shui, don't worry, I'm fine."

Patting Luo Qiushui's hand, Zhao Ji comforted him.

During this period of time, the relationship between Zhao Ji and Luo Qiushui has made a lot of progress. Although they are not yet lovers, they are much closer than ordinary friends, and even their names have changed.

"Brother Zhao, be careful. With your strength, it shouldn't be a big problem to deal with Liang Shaobao. However, he is still a martial artist on the tenth floor after all, so you still have to be careful."

Luo Qingyun exhorted.

"I know, Brother Luo, don't worry."

Zhao Ji agreed.

After responding to the worries or exhortations of several close people, Zhao Ji did not waste any more time, and left the field, standing against Liang Shaobao.

"Your end is really slow enough, dawdling, are you worried that you will lose miserably, but don't be afraid, I will show mercy to you."

Liang Shaobao said arrogantly.

"Oh, thank you, Young Master Liang."

Not wanting to fight with words, Zhao Ji smiled lightly and dealt with it.

Afterwards, the two had nothing to say, and they fought directly, competing with each other with their fists and feet. As soon as they got started, the battle became a bit fierce.

What Liang Shaobao used was still the kind of good-looking kung fu, every move and every move gave people a sense of pleasing to the eye, this kind of kung fu, Zhao Ji was very disdainful.

From Zhao Ji's point of view, attacking and killing martial arts are best judged by their lethality. If the lethality is not enough, instead of pursuing something beautiful and beautiful, it is undoubtedly a waste of money.

However, when Zhao Ji fought fiercely with Liang Shaobao, he really felt it, but he had to admit that Liang Shaobao's attack power was not bad, which put him under some pressure.

No matter how inferior Liang Shaobao was, he was a martial artist on the tenth floor of Houtian after all. With all his cultivation, no matter how poor his martial skills were, he would still be able to display a certain amount of combat power.

However, Zhao Ji was not afraid in the slightest, and he unleashed the Great Vajra Palm with force, and there was a trace of golden light on the palms of both hands, which was clearly a sign that the Dali Vajra Palm had reached the Xiaocheng stage.

The powerful vajra palm slapped vertically and horizontally, causing Liang Shaobao to retreat again and again, but Zhao Ji completely overwhelmed him, and he was a little overwhelmed.

The expression on his face was so serious that water would drip out. The moves became more powerful, and the power gradually increased with each move. Under the strong pressure, Liang Shaobao erupted with even stronger strength.

(End of this chapter)