Chapter 85: Overwhelmingly Powerful!! (Please collect)

  "Elder Wei, I want to challenge Wei Hong for third place."

  Below, Wei Jun's mouth corner revealed a cold smile, step by step walked onto the martial arts arena, first slightly nodded towards Wei Xiangyang, then looked at Wei Hong: "Dare you fight me?"

  Wei Xiangyang's face showed a hint of surprise, but when he saw Wei Jun's provocative look, he suddenly understood. Since Wei Hong had lost both matches, it was natural that these young people would feel unconvinced in their hearts. Thinking this way, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "In that case, Wei Hong, you can fight with Wei Jun first!"

  Wei Hong nodded slightly, looking at Wei Jun's appearance, and secretly sneered in his heart, saying lightly: "As you wish."

  On the martial arts arena, only Wei Hong and Wei Jun were left. At this time, Wei Jun looked at Wei Hong and suddenly burst out laughing: "Thank you, within 20 moves, I will definitely defeat you, and with your help, tell everyone that even if I lost to Wei Ze, except for Wei Wuming, others are not my opponents."

  "It doesn't take twenty moves, one move is enough." Upon hearing Wei Jun's words, Wei Hong slightly shook his head and said disdainfully.

  "Hmm, Frosty Palm." Wei Jun let out a cold snort, his entire body's martial energy surged out, threads of chilliness instantly spreading throughout the entire arena, executing his renowned ultimate skill, Frosty Palm.

  As soon as Wei Jun's palms swung out, an endless chill seemed to surround Wei Hong, and at this moment, Wei Jun quickly attacked Wei Hong, while a hint of joy appeared on the corner of his mouth.

  Boom

  There was only a loud crash, and all the cold air was dispersed by Wei Hong's punch. However, Wei Hong did not stop his momentum, he used the Lingbo Step and directly appeared in front of Wei Jun.

  "Bang", Wei Hong directly threw a punch and sent Wei Jun flying.

  Wei Hong's face remained calm and collected, without any reaction, as if he was doing something insignificant, which made the people below him suddenly fall silent.

  "What's going on? Is Wei Jun defeated just like this?"

  "You have a strong physique, but losing is normal. Haven't you seen Wei Hong's strength, which is even more robust?"

  Below, the young people whispered to each other, but everyone felt that Wei Hong had a lucky psychology. As Wei Jun lost, Wei Xiangyang thought it was over and stood up, saying: "Okay, now we start..."

  Before Wei Xiangyang could finish speaking, another voice sounded from below: "Elder Wei, I also want to try a match with Wei Hong."

  Following the sound and looking over, I only saw Wei Xinghai's face with a relaxed expression, and he spoke loudly.

  He finished speaking and walked step by step towards the martial arts stage, and seeing that Wei Xinghai had gone up, the crowd below also showed a hint of interest. At this time, Wei Zhen, who was below, spoke up and said: "Wei Xinghai has gone up, I wonder how Wei Hong will respond? Will he win with difficulty?"

  "Wei Ge, why did Wei Hong want to hide his fighting strength yesterday?" Wei Zhong asked with a puzzled expression.

  "I think he wasn't hiding his strength yesterday, but rather that he was injured." Wei Zhen said at this time, with a serious expression on his face.

  Wei Zhong wanted to ask more questions, but was directly waved off by Wei Zhen and told to focus on the match.

  "You'd better admit defeat, my hammer is not something to be trifled with, I'm afraid it will hurt you." Seeing Wei Hong, Wei Xinghai's face showed a hint of disdain and said coldly.

  Wei Hong's eyes flashed with a cold smile at this time. It seemed that Wei Xinghai had taken himself for a soft persimmon. Thinking of this, he looked at Wei Xinghai and said lightly: "Thank you, but you should worry about yourself!"

  "Haha." Wei Xinghai burst out laughing, and then stopped suddenly. Looking at Wei Hong with a confident tone, he said "I'm not like Wei Jun who only knows brute force. No matter how strong you are, you can't withstand my moves. Three moves, just three moves and I'll be able to end this fight."

  "Alright, as you wish, three moves. If I fail to defeat you in three moves, then I will automatically admit defeat." Wei Hong's tone turned icy at this time, and he gazed at Wei Hong, saying indifferently.

  "Hmph, I'd like to see you try. What makes you think you can defeat me in three moves?" Upon hearing Wei Hong's words, a sinister smile spread across Wei Xinghai's face, his body bursting with martial energy, his hands tightly gripping the large hammer, his eyes fixed menacingly on Wei Hong.

  "A horde of demons dancing wildly."

  Wei Xinghai once again unleashed the killing move he used when dueling with Wei Wuming, two heavy hammers weighing over a thousand catties were wildly swung by him, his eyes flashing with intense murderous intent, as he spun around, it was as if a whirlwind had swept across the stage.

  Wei Xinghai was seen mixed with fierce offensive, directly attacking Wei Hong, it seemed that Wei Xinghai's momentum wanted to end the fight with one blow.

  Wei Hong was motionless, as if frightened out of his wits. After Wei Xinghai made his move, his eyes snapped open and he launched into the Lingbo Step, staring at Wei Xinghai's fierce attack, and surprisingly chose to fight back head-on.

  "Hmph! You're no match for me," Wei Xinghai's twin hammers now possessed the power of ten tigers, and he seemed to have already seen the scene of Wei Hong's bloody defeat.

  But all he saw was Wei Hong's double fists, which directly broke through the double hammers. Wei Xinghai's full-strength blow seemed to be so vulnerable in Wei Hong's eyes.

  "You dare challenge me?" Wei Hong sneered, his fists directly slapping onto Wei Xinghai's chest.

  "Poof" Wei Xinghai was directly slapped flying by Wei Hong, his face revealing a hint of shock, spitting out fresh blood.

  "Wei Xinghai's face suddenly changed, and he looked at Wei Hong who was about to speak, but Wei Hong didn't give him a chance to open his mouth, and directly came to his side again."

  "Peng" punched again, directly knocking off Wei Xinghai's chin. Under the slightly shocked gaze of the crowd, Wei Hong directly kicked Wei Xinghai out of the field with one foot.

  With a loud "boom", Wei Xinghai directly flew to the ground of the martial arts arena, spitting out fresh blood, looking extremely disheveled. Seeing the crowd casting him astonished glances, he felt anxious and suddenly fainted.

  "Overbearing." Wei Hong, at this moment, showed everyone a completely different demeanor from yesterday. He clenched his fist and stood in the middle of the arena, gazing calmly at the youth below him, without saying a word.

  "Whoa, overnight, how did Wei Hong's strength increase by so much?"

  "I told you, Wei Hong definitely held back yesterday."

  "Do you think someone will still challenge him?"

  "Who else would look for trouble? Didn't you see that Wei Hong didn't even draw his sword?"

  Below, many young people looked at Wei Hong on the stage with a calm expression and whispered to each other.

  "Nonsense, who else dares to go on stage! Haven't you seen that Wei Hong didn't even draw his sword? This fully explains that Wei Hong still has a huge trump card." At this time, another young man, who was muttering to himself, spoke up.

  Indeed, with Wei Hong's last strong and overbearing move to blast Wei Xinghai out of the arena, no one else came forward to discuss it. Wei Wuming and Wei Ze looked at each other, just about to speak up, but were stopped by Wei Hong's glare. In the end, naturally, the rankings were fixed as they were.

  As the awards were given out, the Wei family's grand competition thoroughly came to a close. Wei Hong, as third place winner, also received an award. However, he didn't seem to care much about these rewards and on his way back, Wei Hong was suddenly stopped by someone.