Chapter 328 Cheng Zhi's Strength

"Nonsense!" Cheng Zhi snorted coldly, "Xing Meng, speak with evidence! You were besieged by those bats in the first battle. It was because of your poor martial arts and carelessness. Don't blame others!"

"Haha!" Xing Meng sneered, "Whether it's your Wumeng's plan, you all know!"

After speaking, Xing Meng paused, his eyes flashed with pleasure, and then said, "If I have evidence, my uncle won't just cut off your grandfather's tendons with a single sword!"

A vicious look flashed in Cheng Zhi's eyes, thinking of Xing Meng's uncle, his heart was full of fear, but he snorted heavily and stopped talking.

Seeing that Cheng Zhi was not talking, Xing Meng withdrew his provocative gaze and asked Yan Fengwu in a low voice, "Did you call Ye Yu?"

Yan Fengwu nodded and said, "I called, but I didn't answer."

"Send a message and ask when it will arrive!"

Yan Fengwu took out her mobile phone, edited the information and sent it directly to Ye Yu.

Ye Yu was driving back to school from the central hospital at the moment, when Megatron suddenly said, "Master, you have a short message."

"Who sent it?"

"It's Yan Fengwu. She asked when you came to school and said that someone from the Wumeng League came to register your information."

"Wumeng?" Ye Yu repeated in a low voice, and said to Megatron, "In reply to Senior Sister Yan, just say it will be here soon!"

In the stadium of Xiangyu Middle School, Cheng Zhi waited for a while, and became impatient in his heart. He turned to Xing Meng and said, "Is that student of yours still coming? My time is precious! Is he delaying it!"

Xing Meng glanced at Cheng Zhi and said coldly, "I don't want to wait for you to leave!"

"You!" Cheng Zhi pointed at Xing Meng, his face flushed with anger.

"Humph!" Cheng Zhi rolled his eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Right! Since you were injured, you have not re-recorded the information. This time you are free, why not test it for you?"

Xing Meng looked at Cheng Zhi with a sneer on his face and guessed his plan, "Don't bother you guys, according to the rules of the Wumeng League, there is no need for a martial artist to test again after registration!"

A glint of light flashed in Cheng Zhi's eyes, and he smiled proudly, "We are not afraid of trouble, or are you saying that you have damaged the foundation, and you can't even maintain the strength of the second-grade blood nourishing realm?"

Xing Meng sneered, "Don't bother you!"

Cheng Zhi showed a successful smile and gestured to an entourage beside him with his eyes.

This person received Cheng Zhi's signal, took a step forward, and said to Xing Meng with his hands clasped together, "My dear Zhou Yang! Fourth-grade quintessential bone-level warrior, please enlighten me!"

After Zhou Yang finished speaking, without waiting for Xing Meng's reaction, he flashed his figure and approached Xing Meng, clenching his fists to attack.

"Humph!" Xing Meng snorted coldly, blood surging all over his body, a fierce tiger descended the mountain and slashed towards Zhou Yang!

boom!

The two split in one blow, and Zhou Yang was directly beaten by Xing Meng and flew out.

"Cough! Cough!" Zhou Yang stretched out his hand to cover his chest and said in surprise, "You, you have recovered!"

Xing Meng sneered, "Of course!"

A trace of surprise flashed in Cheng Zhi's eyes, but then disappeared again, "Hey! I can't believe Xing Meng, you are lucky to recover! But it's too late! You've wasted ten years! You're no longer the genius of your year!"

After Cheng Zhi finished speaking, he motioned to the four people behind him, "Come on together, let's test how powerful the Eight Extreme Tigers are!"

"Yes!"

The four people behind Cheng Zhi responded in a loud voice and attacked Xing Meng one after another.

Bang bang bang!

A series of hits sounded like raindrops.

The four people brought by Cheng Zhi are all four-rank quintessential bone-level warriors, while Xing Meng's strength is in the quintessential bone level, and several people are of the same level. Although Xing Meng is stronger, facing four opponents of the same level, one Time is hard to tell the winner.

"What a waste!" Cheng Zhi scolded inwardly as he watched several people fight together.

"Never let you turn over again!"

Cheng Zhi looked at the fierce and domineering Xing Meng, a cold light flashed in his eyes, his whole body qi and blood burst out, he waved his palm like a knife, and a transparent strand of qi was condensed outside his body.

Gather Qi into Gangs, five products to wash the marrow realm!