"Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is not the second. Fighting between warriors, killing and wounding is common. You must get used to it as soon as possible."

Old Man Zheng warned, "Similarly, if you lose to others, or even get beaten to death, it means that you are not good at learning and your skills are not as good as others.

For this reason, we warriors must either be cautious in our words and deeds, be tolerant in everything, and avoid taking action against others, or we must be prepared at all times and have the awareness to put life and death at risk."

"Yes, disciple, please remember the teachings."

Dianwei said thoughtfully.

Old Man Zheng nodded and waved his hand: "Okay, that's it for today and continue tomorrow."

…

The next day.

Dian Wei walked into the main room. He had just finished warming up and his body was covered with beads of sweat.

Old man Zheng was drinking morning tea. He raised his head and glanced at Dian Wei. Then he waved and the maid hurried over to take orders.

"Go and call 'Meng Di' in."

After a while, a young man with dark skin and cold eyes stepped in. He was 1.8 meters tall and had extremely thick arms, thicker than the thighs of ordinary people. He was so strong.

I don’t know if it’s because of practicing mountain-moving skills, but it seems that all the apprentices who have achieved a breakthrough in blood strength have this macho and tough-guy style.

Dian Wei looked at himself. He was already over 1.7 meters tall, with bulging muscles on his body and not a trace of fat.

However, his figure does not look obviously strong and majestic, but more compact and well-proportioned.

As soon as Meng Di entered the door, he glanced around, and his eyes suddenly fell on Dian Wei, staring deeply, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Seeing him like this, Dian Wei felt inexplicably strange.

Old Man Zheng slowly put down his tea cup and said leisurely: "Meng Di, close the door and you have to deal with Dian Wei."

"yes."

Meng Di took a deep breath, turned around and closed the door, then turned around, stared at Dian Wei, and said expressionlessly: "Junior Brother Dian Wei, Junior Brother Huang Yichang's arms were discounted by you, right?"

Dian Wei raised his eyebrows.

But before he could speak, Meng Di went on by himself: "Yesterday, I heard that Junior Brother Huang's arm was broken, so I went to see it and asked him what happened. But he still refused to tell me. Now I finally understand.

, it turns out that Junior Brother Huang was defeated by you, Junior Brother, and he feels ashamed and embarrassed to say it."

Dian Weilian said: "It was just a fluke that I was able to win against Senior Brother Huang. No, it was actually an accident. He was not prepared."

When Meng Di heard this, his face was still solemn, and he even showed a little nervousness. He cupped his fists and said solemnly: "No matter what, junior brother, please show mercy."

Dian Wei was speechless. No matter what, you are better than me!

Seeing how nervous Meng Di was, Dian Wei himself became a little nervous. He breathed in and said, "No way, I should ask senior brother to be merciful."

"Please!" Meng Di stopped talking nonsense and carefully took two steps back before getting into his stance.

Dian Wei raised his fists and pointed his toes forward, paying close attention to observing Meng Di.

Unexpectedly, Meng Di stood there for a moment without moving, and did not attack.

See this situation.

Dian Wei was a little speechless, thinking to himself, this Meng Di is really a stable senior brother, there is no way such a person is weak.

But then he thought about it, that Huang Yichang looked very strong, but failed in one move, what about this Meng Di?

Thinking of this, Dian Wei suddenly realized that Old Man Zheng's words were true insights.

Just like at this moment, he didn't know how strong Meng Di was, and Meng Di didn't know how strong he was.

You won't know until you fight it.

Well, before the fight started, they didn't know each other's details, so they had no choice but to go all out. They had no time to think about whether to be merciful, use some strength in their attacks, and win first, even if they attack too hard and kill the opponent.

Already.

In this way...

Dian Wei stared at Meng Di intently, vomiting blood from his feet, and rushed forward, quickly closing the distance.

Meng Di's pupils shrank and he spread his fists in front of him.

Dian Wei came closer and punched out, white light flashing on his fist.

"Hey!" Meng Di shouted, and almost at the same time he punched out, and light erupted from his fists.

Bang, two fists collide!

Between the fists, broken white light exploded.

The wind brought by the fists caused the hair tips of the two people to fly back.

Dian Wei's right fist bounced back, and his left fist was immediately extended, hitting Meng Di's chest.

"Combo attacks!" Meng Di was shocked, and blood gathered in his chest to form a defense.

There was a dull thud.

Dian Wei's left fist was imprinted on Meng Di's chest, and he felt a resistance on his fist, but the resistance was not strong. It was like cotton and was instantly penetrated by the fist.

Next, Dian Wei felt his fist punch into his flesh.

Meng Di's chest dented, and his whole body trembled violently, as if all the air in his chest had been knocked out.

He took a step back, knelt down on one knee, clutched his chest, and his face turned red to blue.

Dian Wei stopped, looked at Meng Di who was kneeling in front of him, and blinked, a little unbelievable.

At this time, Meng Di's fists were red and swollen, the skin was broken, blood was oozing out, and his chest was injured in unknown ways.

Old Man Zheng stood up, walked to Meng Di, and said indifferently: "Go down and heal."

Meng Di took a breath, looked at Dian Wei with strange eyes, stood up and said, "Mr. Zheng, this disciple can still fight."

A little unconvinced.

Old Man Zheng shook his head and said: "Your total amount of blood energy is actually about the same as Dian Wei's, but your martial arts skills are too rough and your use of blood energy is not as good as Dian Wei's. You can't beat him."

Meng Di lowered his head sadly.

Old Man Zheng put his hands behind his back and said: "Success or failure is only temporary. Go back and practice hard. There is still hope for you to step into the third level of blood power."

Meng Di said nothing and turned around.

Old Man Zheng turned to look at Dian Wei and said seriously: "Do you feel it? The mountain-moving skill is a great strength. As long as you can hit others, you can often solve the battle with one punch."

"Juli..."

Dian Wei couldn't help but look at his fist.

"Take a rest, you can play again in the afternoon." Old man Zheng lay down on the bamboo chair and basked in the sun.

…

By the afternoon.

Old man Zheng summoned someone to enter the main room.

Dian Wei took a look and saw that the other person was a woman. Her surname was Wei and her given name was Xiuzhi. Her appearance was as plain as her chest.

"Mr. Zheng, what do you want from me?" Wei Xiuzhi asked with her hands on her hips as she had a carefree temper.

Old Man Zheng: "His name is Dian Wei. You have fought with him."

Wei Xiuzhi looked at Dian Wei and her expression changed: "Did you already have the second level of blood power?"

Dian Weilian said: "I just made a breakthrough not long ago, please give me some advice, senior sister."

"Don't worry, I will give you good guidance." Wei Xiuzhi clenched her fists, making a cracking sound, and a fierce look appeared on her face.

Dian Wei's heart was awe-inspiring.

The next moment, Wei Xiuzhi rushed over, her footwork was very good and her footsteps made almost no sound.

Dian Wei quickly retreated and moved, clenching his fists and raising them.

Wei Xiuzhi stepped on the ground suddenly, sped up and pounced, punching with fists.

"So fast!" Dian Wei perked up, predicting that Wei Xiuzhi would hit him on the left side of his face, and immediately raised his left arm to protect him.
Chapter completed!