Chapter 47: Wei Hong, dare you go to war?

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  Wei Hong looked at the scattered corpses again, but he was no longer so angry, instead, he secretly sighed. This time, the Wei family spent such a large sum of money, there must be some purpose behind it.

  It had only traveled less than ten miles, and it had already fought a dozen small battles. However, Wei Hong was quite enjoying this kind of battle; unless someone above the 8th rank of martial artist came, otherwise, others simply couldn't cause harm to him.

  Wei Hong still hadn't met any other young men from the Wei family, and couldn't help but feel a sense of doubt. Had everyone else really died? This was just too unbelievable.

  Suddenly, Wei Hong furrowed his brow and took a fierce leap forward. A minute later, as he gazed out at the intense battlefield ahead, he couldn't help but feel a sense of astonishment.

  Wei Yihang was actually fighting with Wei Wuming, and the number of young people on both sides was not small. Seeing this situation, Wei Hong was also puzzled, he swept his eyes and saw that Wei Ning was also there, and hurriedly walked over.

  "What's going on?" Wei Hong quietly came to Wei Ning's side and asked with a hint of puzzlement.

  Turning back, it was actually Wei Hong. A hint of joy also appeared on Wei Ning's face as he explained in a low voice. Upon hearing Wei Ning's explanation, Wei Hong also revealed a hint of a smile. It seemed that these young members of the Wei family were not foolish after all.

  Let one person take the lead in a duel, so that everyone can safely arrive at Fog City. As for the trials after arriving at Fog City, each will rely on their own abilities, with the premise being to first safely arrive at Fog City.

  At this moment, Wei Yihang and Wei Wuming were also embroiled in a fierce battle.

  "Let me tell you, no matter how good your marksmanship is, you'll never win against me." Wei Yihang said in a low voice as he directly blocked Wei Wuming's long spear with one palm.

  "Not necessarily." Wei Wuming's eyes narrowed as he coldly shouted.

  "Poison Dragon Drill."

  Wei Wuming let out a loud shout, holding the spear with one hand, his martial energy swirling around the long spear. He charged directly at Wei Yihang, and just as the spear was about to strike, it suddenly began spinning rapidly.

  Due to the friction with the air, and the long gun mixed with martial energy, it suddenly transformed into a long dragon. At this time, it flipped over and fiercely attacked Wei Yihang, like a poisonous dragon, directly drilling towards Wei Yihang's body.

  Seeing Wei Wuming's fierce attack, Wei Yihang also showed a serious expression. He stomped his right foot heavily, like a thousand-pound weight, and didn't move. Seeing Wei Wuming's attack, he directly swung his fists and grabbed the long spear.

  "Hmph, courting death." Seeing that Wei Yihang actually wanted to use his bare hands to block his long spear, a cold smile appeared on Wei Wuming's face.

  However, right next to him, Wei Yihang's hands were emitting a faint silver-yellow color at this time. Moreover, his palms suddenly doubled in size and became like pincers, directly clamping down on Wei Wuming's long spear.

  However, Wei Wuming's long spear was being held down by Wei's palms at this time, but it was still rotating rapidly like a drill, stirring up a huge whirlwind, and actually forcing Wei Yihang to retreat continuously.

  "A thousand pounds fall." Wei Yihang's face revealed a ferocious expression at this moment, and he let out a loud roar. Under his feet, a huge pit suddenly appeared, firmly fixing him in place, unable to move.

  Wei Wuming's long spear was restricted by himself and couldn't move an inch, a hint of joy appeared on Wei Yihang's face, but before he could speak, the joy on his face froze.

  "Integrated barrel."

  Wei Wuming watched as Wei Yihang blocked it, and with a single hand, he slapped the root of the gun with a loud slap, causing the long spear to spin violently again.

  At the moment of rotation, Wei Wuming suddenly stopped caring about the long gun and teleported directly to the front of Wei Yihang. Under his slightly surprised gaze, he slapped him hard.

  Bang.

  Wei Yihang didn't even have time to block, and was directly slapped flying by Wei Wuming. In the moment he fell to the ground, Wei Yihang still wanted to get up, but in front of him, a long gun suddenly appeared again, pointing at him, making Wei Yihang not dare to move again.

  "You lost." Wei Wuming said expressionlessly.

  Saying that, Wei Wuming directly put away his long spear. After Wei Yihang conceded, no one else dared to challenge Wei Ming. To be clear, the previous Wei Ze and Wei Xinghai had already lost, while other young men were naturally not a match for these few people.

  As a result, next, everyone will have to follow Wei Wuming's command. As for Wei Hong, he was not surprised by Wei Wuming's victory at all, because he could see that Wei Wuming had a nearly crazy pursuit of martial arts, and such people were cruel to others and even more ruthless to themselves.

  Just as everyone thought Wei Wuming was about to give some orders, however, Wei Wuming directly pointed his long spear at a corner and said calmly: "Wei Hong, do you dare come up?"

  As Wei Wuming spoke, everyone followed his long spear and saw the last one, Wei Hong, with a look of astonishment on his face.

  "What is Wei Wuming thinking? Does he think Wei Hong has the qualifications to challenge him?"

  "Haha, what are you thinking? Even Wei Yihang is no match for Wei Wuming. I think Wei Wuming wants to further solidify his authority."

  "It's also true that Wei Hong is now somewhat famous, if he were to be defeated perfectly again, who would still dare not obey Wei Wuming."

  ……

  As they looked at Wei Wuming's opponent, Wei Hong, the young men also started discussing Wei Wuming's approach. However, no one raised any objections; after all, as long as Wei Wuming was strong enough, he could ensure their safety and lead them out of there.

  Wei Hong at this time, obviously did not understand how Wei Wuming could challenge himself. However, he didn't have any fear, and he also wanted to see just how formidable Wei Wuming's marksmanship was.

  Thinking so, Wei Hong also walked forward slowly and looked at Wei Wuming, suddenly asking: "Why choose me as your opponent?"

  "Because I feel we are the same kind of people, let's cut the nonsense and get started." Wei Wuming's face remained icy.

  "What did you say? These young whippersnappers have actually started a martial competition to choose a leader?" At this time, an old man who was ten miles away from where Wei Hong was competing exclaimed in surprise.

  "Not bad, apparently they've also found the problem, so they're preparing to unite." Another middle-aged man reported and said.

  "Mr. Wei, don't you think that by telling them one by one in the past, we have already broken our rules?" Another middle-aged man asked in a low voice, with a hint of anger on his face.

  "Haha, no need, I think they're doing quite well. And if they all unite, then the Ye family will have to pay a bloody price if they want to make another move." The old man chuckled and waved his hand to stop them.

  Then, suddenly thought of something and asked "Will you send someone to pay attention, see who will be the first?"

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