Chapter 11: Who is the Trash?

  "Wei Hong actually came, he's really not afraid of death!"

  "Don't you feel it? How Wei Hong is a bit different from before?"

  "Huh? So you've also reached Martial Artist Second Rank. But what's the use? Wei Bao is at the peak of Second Rank cultivation!"

  "It seems so, Wei Hong is really going to be unlucky."

  Off the court, among all the young men of the Wei family, everyone was quietly discussing, but there wasn't a single person who thought highly of Wei Hong.

  On the field, Sun Bo's eyes slightly narrowed, others didn't notice, but Sun Bo did. Wei Hong's movement was indeed very fast.

  "Alright, no need to worry about it. Since you're here too, let's begin the duel! Although life and death are not a concern, I still hope you'll hold back a bit." Sun Bo said calmly after looking at them for a while.

  "Hmph, since you're looking for death, don't blame me then. Don't worry, I'll show mercy." Seeing Wei Hong's appearance, Wei Bao's anger ignited, and with a loud shout, he flew forward like an arrow, simultaneously striking out with a palm, fiercely chopping towards Wei Hong.

  "Flame Palm" Wei Hong recognized this palm technique, it was a low-level palm technique from the Wei Family Martial Arts Pavilion, but its power was astonishing, if cultivated to perfection, it could even burn steel bones.

  Whoosh!

  Wei Hong's toes touched the ground, his footsteps faltered, and he prepared to dodge Wei Bao's palm.

  Wei Bao's face changed, and he let out a loud shout: "Can you dodge it?"

  Only to see Wei Bao's body shape suddenly accelerate, at this time, he actually transformed his palm into a knife and fiercely chopped towards Wei Hong's head, with a ferocious expression on his face.

  "Wei Bao has actually mastered the You Hong Step? Not bad, this time Wei Hong doesn't stand a chance." As soon as he said that, Wei Bao's figure suddenly accelerated, moving in a curved trajectory, unpredictable and elusive. Wei Wu Yao's face slightly changed color, then revealed a hint of a smile.

  Wei Hong secretly sneered in his heart, originally he wanted to try out the body technique that he had already practiced to a small success, but seeing Wei Bao also having a set of body techniques, then it's over!

  "The fierce cow comes down from the mountain."

  Wei Hong's right fist struck towards Wei Bao's palm knife, and at this time, Wei Hong's martial energy was released externally, revealing a hint of brutal aura throughout his body. His right fist transformed into a ferocious bull, letting out a mighty roar as it charged forward with four hooves. At the same time, Wei Hong lightly shouted: "Go!"

  Only to see the fierce cow rushing out, heavily colliding with Wei Bao's palm knife, yet it was as if it had not encountered any obstacles, and it crashed past, while heavily crashing towards Wei Bao.

  "Not good."

  Wei Bao's face changed, and he hastily retreated with a Wolfish escape, but was caught off guard by the fierce bull, his hair disheveled, looking extremely disheveled.

  "Huh? Wei Hong is actually at an advantage, could it be that Wei Hong has been hiding his true strength all along?"

  "Perhaps Wei Bao was too careless, but if he really lost, it would be a great loss of face."

  Listening to the discussions under the stage, Wei Bao's face turned bright red. He had just said that he would defeat Wei Hong with one move, but now he was being suppressed by Wei Hong, feeling as if he had been slapped hard in the face.

  "Kid, this is what you've forced me into." A blood-red color flashed across Wei Bao's eyes, his face turned bright red, and his body suddenly inflated like a balloon.

  "Hmm?" Wei Hong looked at Wei Bao's appearance, slightly furrowing his brow because he could sense that the aura on Wei Bao's body was actually increasing, as if it were a kind of overdrawn technique.

  "Flaming Palm." Wei Bao's face now revealed a ferocious expression, and his entire body suddenly grew larger by one size, like an inflated balloon. However, he was exceptionally agile, fiercely charging towards Wei Hong.

  The power of Flame Palm was twice as strong as before, and the scene below began to discuss again. On the one hand, they were surprised by Wei Bao's strength, and on the other hand, they were shocked that Wei Hong could actually force Wei Bao to this point.

  "Not bad, Wei Hong has lost this time. I guess no one will call him a waste anymore!" Someone below exclaimed in admiration.

  "A punch through the air to strike a cow." Wei Hong punched again, and at this time, a clear cow's bellow sounded, but after throwing this punch, Wei Hong did not stop, but instead charged towards Wei Bao like a flying dragon.

  Before Wei Bao could react, Wei Hong threw another punch with all his might, using 100% of his strength, and heavily knocked Wei Bao out of the arena.

  Only to see Wei Bao's body deflate like a punctured balloon, and then, with a heavy thud, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face shocked as he stared at Wei Hong, clearly not having expected that just a moment ago he was still in control of the situation, yet in an instant he had been blasted off the stage.

  "What? Wei Bao has actually lost?" Wei Wuyou's eyes widened in shock as he exclaimed.

  Not only Wei Wu You, but others too, at this moment looked like they had seen a ghost. Even Wei Song was momentarily stunned, finally discovering that he couldn't see through his younger brother for the first time.

  "How's that? Are you done yet?" Standing at the edge of the arena, Wei Hong looked down at Wei Bao lying on the ground and asked indifferently.

  "You little scoundrel." Wei Bao was furious, pointing at Wei Hong. Before he could finish speaking, he spat out another mouthful of blood, and his spirit became weak and feeble, completely lacking the strength to fight.

  "Alright, that's it for today! Martial arts competitions are supposed to have winners and losers. Wei Hong, you did well, and surprisingly didn't go all out." Sun Bo stood up at this time, saying so, then showed a hint of a smile towards Wei Hong.

  With Sun Bo's eyesight, it was natural to see that Wei Hong had shown mercy, otherwise, Wei Bao would not have been injured so easily. Jia Xu glanced at Wei Hong and prepared to leave.

  "Hurry up and help Wei Bao, haven't you lost enough face yet?" Wei Wuyou's face turned extremely ugly as he scolded in a low voice to the person beside him.

  "Alas, how embarrassing! What a waste!" Recalling Wei Wuyou's mockery just now, Wei Song said with a deliberate sigh, making Wei Wuyou's face even more unsightly.

  "Hmph, don't be arrogant. Let's see about that in the big competition next month." Wei Wu You coldly said with a gloomy gaze at Wei Song.

  "I'm waiting for you." Wei Wu Yao was still sharp-tongued at this moment.

  Others, either around Wei Song or around Wei Wu You, although both sides were furious with each other, they also knew that it was impossible to fight, after all, the Wei family had rules, unless it was in a competitive arena, otherwise, multiple people fighting would be punished.

  As the protagonist of this incident, Wei Hong had already left the arena and quickly caught up with Sun Bo. He suddenly remembered that it would be better to hand over the letter to Sun Bo, and as for other things, they were no longer his concern.

  "What? Is there something else? Sun Bo stopped in his tracks and looked at Wei Hong with interest, asking with a smile."

  "This is a letter I received when I was training in the Hengshan Mountains, Sun Bo, take a look!" Wei Hong took out the letter from his pocket and handed it to Sun Bo.

  Sun Bo took the letter from Wei Hong's hand, smiled and unfolded the envelope. However, when he saw the content of the letter, Sun Bo's smile froze, his old face showed a hint of sternness, and he looked at Wei Hong and said: "This letter, how did you get it?"