God Level Demon

“Brother Cool, what brings you to me? ”

Xia Ping bluntly asked, he didn't have time to hang out with them.

“This!”

Cool's eyes flashed for a while and didn't know what to say about it.

“Let me put it this way. ”

At this time, Tong Mingchen walked out and smiled slightly: “Brother Xia, my name is Tong Mingchen, I have heard of Brother Xia's fame before, and even he was accepted as a disciple by the Northern Pluto. ”

“I'm sure Brother Xia must have achieved martial arts, so our group of people dared to come to the door and try to compete with Brother Xia to find out the difference between us and Brother Xia. ”

He looked at Xiaping with a very modest attitude and put on a tall hat for Xiaping directly.

“Try? So, you want me to point you to kung fu? ”

Xiaping nodded his head and looked suddenly enlightened.

When I heard that, Yu was very deep in Tong Ming Chen Chen Mansion, and he didn't have to smoke it from the corner of his mouth. The bastard's face was so thick that he clearly wanted to compete with this kid.

But in this bastard's words, they want Xiaping to point to kung fu. Isn't that the Dwarf's first class? Clearly, it's taking advantage of them.

Others are also teething and think the bastard is getting more arrogant.

Although they had long known that they were arrogant disciples of saints, they did not expect to be so blatant, that they were clearly despised of their group and did not regard them as a person of high rank.

“But the fists and feet are blind, everyone is the same master brother, and I don't know how light and heavy it is. It would be bad if I accidentally maimed you.” Xia Ping was worried about this and worried.

Goddamn!

Tong Mingchen and other popular lungs exploded. If there was no reason inside, they would have fought this arrogant bastard a long time ago. The bastard didn't see anywhere.

You should know that their martial arts cultivation has all reached the status of the Italian state, and some of them are cultivated at the peak of the Italian state, enough to be a great boundary higher than Xiaping's, and the power is not known to be much stronger.

Even if Xia Ping was a martial arts demon, they didn't think the boy could defeat himself beyond a great realm, and they were geniuses, above millions of mortals.

But the kid's fine, worried he doesn't know how heavy he is, accidentally beat them up, too much, when they're porcelain dolls? The kind that smashes with a punch.

Their inner anger grew stronger.

“Brother Xia, don't worry, the real world is not between the brothers, but the virtual world.” Tom Mingchen is not smiling, "we can open a temporary battlefield in the virtual world, so that not only can we use all our strengths, but we can also not suffer too much. ”

“Death, even in the virtual world, only weakens the mind for more than a month and does not lead to fatal harm, which is in fact a popular clash between the Kankun brothers. ”

He gave Xiaping a detailed explanation.

“So that's it. ”

Xia Ping touched his chin: “Well, it's interesting how the brothers interact with each other, I promised to fight you. ”

“Really? ”

Tom Mingchen and others were overjoyed. They didn't expect Xiaping to fight them so easily. They thought it would take a lot of work.

They all scrub their hands, bite their teeth, wait for the fight, teach this arrogant bastard a profound lesson, let him know what the heavens and the earth are.

“But you're still too weak to fight alone, so let's do this, all of you together.” Xia Ping stood in a negative position, said Da La.

What?!

Not only Kul, Tom Mingchen, even the others were stunned, I can't believe what I heard.

“Brother Xia, what do you mean by that? Want to hit ten of us?” Tong Mingchen opened his eyes and spared him the countless things he had seen, the many dark things he had experienced, but he had never seen anything like it.

The people who came this time, not other disciples, were the top 10 disciples in this freshman ranking battle.

Each of them is a dragon phoenix among the people, defeated countless introductory disciples before standing at the peak of many introductory disciples, can be said to be powerful.

Even if Tom Mingchen was incredibly confident in himself, he wouldn't dare to say that he could easily beat everyone in the top ten. After all, he reached such a level, and the gap between them was not very great.

If it's so careless, it could be defeated instantly.

But how dare this kid say one hit them ten times and let them go together?!

Lu Wenhuo, Batu, Li Hu and others contracted their pupils, and each eye revealed a hint of cold. This is basically bullying people into their heads. How much do you want to look down on them?

“Exactly. ”

Xia Ping stood up negatively: “Is it really too much trouble, or is it better to work it all out together, so that you can also understand the gap between me and you. ”

“This is very good for your future martial arts career and can be shameful and courageous. ”

Nima, you bitch!

Tom Mingchen can't help but bite this bastard, he hasn't even hit yet, win or lose the unknown, he actually made them ashamed and brave. Do you know what a thick face is? Does this guy know what modesty is?!

“Okay, we promise. ”

“If you want to fight ten at a time, then we're all yours. ”

“Yeah, don't let us down, saint disciple Xiaping. ”

“Yes, if we split the shit out of you, I'm afraid you don't have a face for being a Northern Pluto disciple. ”

Batou and others were kind of upset by Xia Ping, and immediately agreed to Xia Ping's request. Anyway, this guy wants to die, can't they not complete this guy and let him be taught a lesson!

They decided that the battle would end in an instant, showing an overwhelming disparity.

“But Brother Xia, according to the rules of the Kun faction, every disciple duel always needs a little color. This is the contribution of the loser to the strong, and the Gate faction to make the loser memorable, shameful and courageous, don't know what do you think? ”

Tom Mingchen looked at Xiaping.

“Colorful head? Of course, if I lose, I'll pay you 100 yen and yang dans each, and if you lose, you'll pay me 100 yen and yang dans each, all right? ”

Xia Ping smiled and said, his eyes lit up. Tong Mingchen was in his arms. Before that, he was still trying to make a lot of Yin Yang Dan. Someone automatically sent Yin Yang Dan to the door.

“No problem, let's set the battle at three hours from now. ”

Tong Mingchen promised, although a hundred Yin Yang Dan is also a good number for them, but this is a steady winning battle, how could he refuse.

Others were laughing and thought the kid was such an idiot that he was sending them money.