Chapter 58

I have to say that Wen Renjie has a talent for pulling hatred.

Just look at the expressions of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters.

How can they stand to be so despised by a young junior who has just entered the arena?

That is, Guo Jing’s elm bumpy head, on the contrary, he felt that his master was hitting one by seven, which was a bit unpretentious.

“Master, second master…If you don’t come one by one, it will be bad for your reputation if it spreads out!”

“Bah! You silly boy!”

Ke Zhen wickedly pointed at the surrounding audience: “The face has been lost! What kind of face is there!”

Immediately opened Guo Jing, took his seven brothers, and returned to the ring again.

The seven people standing around Wen Renjie really made him feel a little bit of pressure.

Mainly because Wen Renjie hasn’t tried group battles…

Well, the one-to-many kind.

After being singled out with Ke Zhenya, Wen Renjie felt that he had become more proficient in martial arts.

This kind of exercise prevents him from having time to react when he encounters an emergency.

And now these seven people just let him exercise the one-to-many situation.

Before the gong sounded, Wen Renjie took a moment to glance at the system mission.

It was discovered that the system had not counted the number of times he defeated Ke Zhenye just now.

Could it be that it just defeated Ke Zhen’s evil?

Wen Renjie is a little bit confused about how the system works.

If you hit the palm of your heart, it won’t be considered defeated. Do you really want to beat them to the point where they can’t act?

clang!

The gong sounded again.

The Jiangnan Seven Devils had been prepared for a long time, and at the moment when the fight started, the seven attacked at the same time following a certain pattern.


Little Seven Star?

Wen Renjie instantly found the martial arts that fits their formation in his mind.

This is a pirated version of Wudang Mountain’s unique martial arts that is circulated in the market.

It can be said to be a weakened version, a simplified version of the seven-cut Zhenwu formation.

The person who published the pirated book was still a little slick, changed his name and called it: Xiao Qixing.

It also requires seven people to use it.

Although the power is not as powerful as the real Zhenwu seven cuts.



But the win is good practice, simple and easy to understand.

Most suitable for these low-level martial artists.

The Seven Devils of Jiangnan have formed justice for many years and are very familiar with their actions.

The cooperation is also quite tacit.

Ke Zhenya’s eyes were inconvenient, so he stood on the spot, occupied the center of the battle, and at the same time listened to the voice and used a ranged attack.

The other six people either conduct long-range attacks or engage in melee pulls.

The cooperation between them is intimate.

Even if Wen Renjie has the martial arts knowledge of this little seven star, he also knows the way to crack it.

But it just can’t be used.


“Hahaha! Interesting!”

Although Wen Renjie was suppressed for a while, he felt that he had gained a lot.

These experiences are not something he can get from reading books.

A Wu hook sword, danced to the point of vain.

Silver needles, darts, and various hidden weapons were all shot down.

Swords, crutches, and iron fans are all parry.

“Good! Good martial arts!”

“The young man is making great progress!”

The crowds onlookers also applauded.

Even if Wen Renjie is very arrogant, they can’t help but want to beat him after watching or listening.

But the people in the rivers and lakes, in the end, they still have to look at the fist and the level of martial arts!

At a young age, Wen Renjie not only embraced a hundred schools of martial arts, but also used it as he pleased.

Let these audiences also have to give him tea.

Ding Ding Ding!

After a series of parries, Wen Renjie felt that it was almost done.

Although the opponent’s attack was like a violent storm, there was no gap for a moment.

But after he survived the initial rush, he became more relaxed and free.

The Taixuan Zhenqi in his body spread all over his body, Wen Renjie opened his eyes and stared at a gap.

At the moment they hadn’t attacked, they returned their swords to their sheaths.

“What’s the situation? Is it possible that he has to admit defeat?”

The people below are a little puzzled.

The Seven Monsters of Jiangnan on the ring also didn’t understand Wen Renjie’s mind.

But otherwise they won’t let this good opportunity pass, and swarm them again.

And Wen Renjie will naturally not admit defeat.

He is willing, but system tasks are unwilling!

“Thank you for your sparring!”

The corner of Wen Renjie’s mouth raised.

The palm on Wu hook tightened.

“Drawing swordsmanship!”

Suddenly broke out!

The sword is like a frightening dragon out of its sheath, instantly appearing.

puff!

Puff! Puff!

There were seven sounds of body falling to the ground.

The Seven Devils of Jiangnan all fell to the ground, with blood bleeding on their right ankle.

“hiss!”

The audience could not help but take a breath.

Seven kills with one sword!

Wen Renjie made swordsmanship in one move, but there was only one voice.

That is because the speed is too fast, causing all the sounds to be connected together, and one sound comes out!

“Master! Second master! Three…”

Guo Jing couldn’t bear it anymore and jumped onto the stage to protect them.

“Hehe, motivated, I won’t kill them.”

Wen Renjie shook Wu Hook, and all the blood on it fell.

choke!

Chic and unrestrained.

“Who else?!”.

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