Luo Xiu smiled on his face, and he was quite satisfied with the effect of his second punch.

The martial artist at the sixth level of body refining can leave shallow traces on the black stone tablet, but if you want to achieve this effect, you can only achieve it at least the seventh level of body refining.

This shows that one's own strength is already comparable to the seventh level of body refining.

"Boy, what's the point of showing off your martial arts here? If you have the ability, don't try to use your martial arts."

Zhao Liang frowned and shouted, feeling that Luo Xiu had undoubtedly stolen his limelight when he did this.

"Why should I listen to you?" Luo Xiu glanced at the other party lightly.

"Hmph, you dare not try it. It proves that you don't have the ability. Since you don't have the ability, don't embarrass people here." Zhao Liang said strongly.

"That's right, I don't know where to learn a powerful martial art. What's there to show off?"

"Martial skills do not represent strength. Some people have some skills, but they don't know how to show off everywhere. It's really disgusting."

Many other people nearby also echoed, looking contemptuous of Luo Xiu.

Luo Xiu laughed silently, and was speechless about the logic of these martial arts students.

"Boy, why are you laughing at?" Zhao Liang snorted coldly.

"I laugh at you guys who are self-righteous and have a higher eye than your superiors. If you don't have the ability, you will laugh at others." Luo Xiu said disdainfully.

"Random! Who do you think is incompetent?" Zhao Liang's face turned cold, especially the disdain in Luo Xiu's eyes, which made him angry. The momentum of the sixth level of body refining made some people nearby feel depressed.

"Who I say is clear to you." Luo Xiu was not afraid of the other party's momentum, and the fluctuations of internal energy spread out from his body.

"The fifth level of body refining? This Luo Xiu seemed to be the fourth level of body refining a month ago, right?"

"It's more than that. I heard that he only took a few days to go from the second level of body refining to the fourth level of body refining. Another month has passed, and he has actually been at the fifth level of body refining."

"I think this guy is sincerely showing off. He beat two intermediate classes in front of the library, which shows that he no longer takes the people in our intermediate classes seriously."

Luo Xiu was too lazy to pay attention to these guys who said that the grapes were sour when they couldn't eat them. He planned to come here to practice Dragon and Tiger Fist, but after being disturbed by these guys, he suddenly lost his mood.

"Boy, you're crazy. I heard that Zhang Hai planned to teach you a lesson last time, but later Teacher 6 came forward to rescue him, otherwise you would have been ruined long ago."

Zhao Liang walked towards Luo Xiu with a sneer, "You said just now that I am incompetent, do you dare to gamble with me?"

"What are you betting on?" Luo Xiu frowned.

"Of course, it's a comparison to who can leave deeper traces on the Black Stone Monument. Aren't you very crazy just now? Do you dare to compare?" Zhao Liang said arrogantly and confidently.

"That's right, you dare to show off your trash in the junior class. If you have the ability, you can compete with Zhao Liang."

"A guy like him who has a little ability to show off everywhere. If he can beat Zhao Liang, I will eat the Black Stone Monument!"

Everyone nearby followed suit, and even more unconcealed ridicule and belittled Luo Xiu.

Luo Xiu had no interest in this boring competition, but he knew that if he refused to compete with Zhao Liang, he would not know what kind of person these guys would call him when they went out.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "How do you want to bet?"

Seeing that Luo Xiu actually agreed, Zhao Liang was stunned. He then sneered in his heart and thought to himself that this kid really didn't know how to live or die.

"Hehe, since you want to bet, you naturally have to have some bets. I think that even a poor boy like you can't afford to bet anything. It's better to do this. The loser kowtows to the winners and admits his mistakes!" Zhao Liang said this. He was sure that Luo Xiu would definitely not be able to compare with him.

After all, he is at the sixth level of body refining and has practiced third-grade martial arts. If he takes all his strength, he will definitely make clear marks.

Luo Xiu is just a poor boy from a low-class background. At most, he practices second-grade martial arts and has a lower cultivation level than himself. There is no reason to win over himself.

The movement here attracted a lot of people to watch, one to ten, ten to hundreds. I heard that someone was going to compete with Zhao Liang, and more and more people rushed over.

Luo Xiu didn't expect that Zhao Liang was so insidious. The bet was to kowtow and admit his mistake. If he really lost, he kowtowed in front of everyone, he would never want to raise his head again in his life.

"Whoever loses will kowtow to admit his mistake. This kid just said that others are not capable, but this time we have to see what he has!"

"Well said it, everyone present is a witness, and he will not dare to deny it!"

Many people have the mentality of watching the show, and this kind of thing is common among the students of the Wu Temple.

"Okay, I agree!" Luo Xiu responded in one sip. The other party was so aggressive, and he didn't intend to be polite, so he wanted Zhao Liang to taste the consequences of provoking him!

At the same time, Luo Xiu also plans to use this matter to establish his authority. On the one hand, this will prevent some people from causing trouble for themselves. On the other hand, the more outstanding he performs, the more likely it will attract the attention of the Wu Palace teachers and elders.

Luo Xiu knew his family very well, and it didn't matter if he got some disciples from the Martial Palace, but once he left the Martial Palace, some people would definitely retaliate against him without restraint. However, if he was valued by the Martial Palace, his identity would be completely different.

"Haha, boy, you're dead!"

Zhao Liang laughed wildly, his inner energy moved, and suddenly shouted, "Let your eyes open and see clearly!"

"Luo Guang Fist!"

A faint light appeared on Zhao Liang's fist. Generally, only the seventh level of body refining can make the inner energy light. It can be seen that the martial arts he used must be a high-level martial art, and the martial arts he practiced were at least third grade.

"boom!"

The black stone tablet shook for a moment, and a dull sound came out. Zhao Liang could do his best, leaving a clear fist mark on the stone tablet.

"So awesome!"

The crowd nearby exclaimed.

"I just saw the light of internal energy coming out of Zhao Liang's fist, which shows that his attack is comparable to the seventh level of body refining."

"Well, although it cannot be compared with the real seventh level of body refining, it is not far from that. It seems that Zhao Liang's cultivation level should be about to break through."

People were shocked, and they were also envious of Zhao Liang's martial arts talent.

When practicing martial arts, talent is very important. With the same time and resources, some people practice for ten years may not be as good as a genius practicing for a year.

Not only that, people with high talent are more likely to understand the mystery and use greater power when using the same martial arts.

Zhao Liang was promoted to the intermediate class at the age of thirteen and was almost one of the members of the senior class who was appointed in the future. His talent in practicing martial arts is obvious to all.

"Boy, it's your turn. Wait for me to kowtow and admit my mistake!" Zhao Liang looked at Luo Xiu proudly.

On the black stone tablet, two fist marks are clearly visible, one is the fist marks that Luo Xiu had made before, and the other is the fist marks that Zhao Liang had hit with all his strength just now. However, Zhao Liang's fist marks are clearer than Luo Xiu's and are sunken deeper.

Luo Xiu did not speak. No matter how beautiful the words he said at this time, it would be more convincing than speaking with his strength.

"Tiger style!"

With a light shout, his body suddenly moved, and with the momentum of a tiger going down the mountain, he punched the Black Stone Monument.

"Is this... Dragon and Tiger Fist?"

"I heard that although this Dragon and Tiger Fist is a second-grade martial art, many people practice only with their nature but without charm. Judging from the posture that Luo Xiu used, it seems that he has already understood the essence of it."

"No way? This kid has such a high talent in martial arts practice?"

Luo Xiu's performance also aroused a lot of surprises.

"Bang!"

The tiger-like bombarded the black stone tablet, and the fierce fist wind swept across it, bringing up a piece of dust and full of power.

Everyone looked at each other at this moment, wanting to see how powerful Luo Xiu's punch was.

The next moment, there was silence around.

"This...how is this possible?"

When Zhao Liang saw the fist marks of the Black Stone Monument, he was stunned and his mood suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Look, the boxing mark left by Luo Xiu is in the form of a tiger's head!" someone exclaimed.

"Really or false?" Everyone else stared at him curiously.

"Damn, it's really like a tiger's mouth roaring!"

"Oh my God, I'm not right?"

"I heard that only by understanding the essence of the Dragon Tiger Fist and Tiger Style can this effect be achieved!"

"There are two styles in the Dragon and Tiger Fist, and there is also a style called Tenglong. I wonder if he has achieved it."

The crowd exclaimed in surprise and exclaimed. At this moment, everyone looked at Luo Xiu, no longer with disdain and ridicule, but with deep shock.

Zhao Liang was also completely stunned. The traces he had just left on the black stone tablet were nothing compared to the tiger-head fist mark left by Luo Xiu in the dragon and tiger fist style.

"This is impossible! Even the seventh-level martial artist of the body refining can't make such deep fist marks!" Zhao Liang was unbelievable, and his lips were trembling.

At this moment, many martial arts students who were already standing on Zhao Liang's side all had a hint of pity when they looked at him.

This competition is a good match, which is stronger and which is weaker.

"Senior Brother Zhao Liang, according to our previous gambling agreement, should you kowtow and admit your mistake now?" Luo Xiu said with a sneer.

From the beginning, he didn't provoke Zhao Liang, but the other party felt that he had stolen his limelight and was aggressive. He even proposed a fight to kowtow and admit his mistakes. He made up his mind to make him unable to raise his head for the rest of his life.

Zhao Liang also knew very well that if he really kowtowed and admitted his mistake today, even if he had the opportunity to become an elite in the advanced class in the future, he would definitely become a laughing stock for everyone in the martial arts palace.

"Boy named Luo, don't go too far!" Zhao Liang said with a gloomy face.

"You proposed the bet. Could it be that you want to regret it? Everyone can look at you!" Luo Xiu sneered.

The so-called humiliation of others will always be humiliated. Luo Xiu knew very well that even if he let Zhao Liang go today, the other party would not only not be grateful to him, but also hold a grudge against him.

"When practicing martial arts well, it doesn't mean you have strong strength. You'd better not be too arrogant!" Zhao Liang's eyes showed a ruthless look.

"Yes, Luo Xiu, since you have won, why bother to force each other?"
To be continued...