Gao Wu: I grow stronger with each death.

Chapter 63 A Booming Beating of the Cart

Ning Ruoyin, daughter of Ning Jinwu?

Wang Sheng was somewhat surprised upon hearing this. Wasn't Ning Jinwu one of the grandmasters who entered the rift to investigate? Moreover, he seemed to be the strongest among the three.

It turns out that Emperor Wuzong was a member of the military.

"This, this, this..."

The receptionist panicked upon hearing this title, and she glanced timidly at Wang Sheng:

"Mr. Wang...would you please step aside? I'm afraid you..."

She wasn't an opportunist; it's just that Ning Ruoyin had an incredibly powerful background, and her strength was unmatched among her peers, and even in the entire Qingjiang City.

At 16 years old, in the third year of junior high school, he was already in the advanced stage of the college entrance examination.

In terms of background and strength, Wang Sheng has no chance of getting away with this.

There's always someone better, and it's truly unexpected that she would encounter two of the most famous geniuses in the area in one day.

"fine."

Wang Sheng waved his hand at the front desk:

"Then let's fight."

"Oh? You do have some guts. I remember now, aren't you the one from the news? I heard you survived the April 15th terrorist attack?"

Ning Ruoyin looked down at Wang Sheng with great interest, as if she had seen some interesting toy.

"Yes, it's me."

Wang Sheng, however, did not want to waste any more words with her.

After all, it's hard to find suitable sparring partners at school, so isn't it just a good opportunity to meet someone with enough skill?

If I beat her, I'll be number one in Qingjiang City.

Of course, it doesn't matter if I can't win; at least I can verify what level I am at.

Wang Sheng desperately needs a benchmark to measure his current strength.

"Come on, let's go up on stage."

After Wang Sheng finished speaking, he gestured to the front desk.

The front desk staff nervously prepared the arena for the two of them.

As the two walked towards the venue, the receptionist silently took out her phone and dialed the curator's number...

Meanwhile, somewhere in the martial arts school.

Wen Jing and He Yunwei walked out of the testing room.

"The younger generation truly surpasses the older. I was almost a junior when I became a Level 2 Martial Artist, while you haven't even entered your freshman year yet and you've already obtained your Level 2 Martial Artist certificate."

Wenjing smiled and encouraged him.

He Yunwei spoke up:

"Senior, don't say that. You are a level two martial artist and a level two energy master. Even if you give me a year, I might not be able to catch up with you."

The two were talking as they prepared to leave.

But a towering, imposing figure drew their attention from afar.

"Look, senior, that girl is so tall! The guy next to her looks like a doll... Hmm? Wang Sheng?!"

Wenjing couldn't help but look over when she heard this.

He really is Wang Sheng.

That lucky guy emerged from the disaster and awakened his supernatural abilities a second time, becoming a junior martial artist at the second level.

I never expected him to rise so quickly. I was just optimistic about him before, but now I can only look up to him.

There are only a little over two hundred people in the entire province who are third-year junior high school students and level two martial arts practitioners...

Wenjing shook her head, no longer thinking about it, but then she looked at Ning Ruoyin with a puzzled expression:

"The direction they're heading... seems to be towards the arena?"

"Let's go! Let's take a look!"

He Yunwei clearly didn't want to miss out on the excitement, so she grabbed Wenjing's hand and followed without saying a word.

At the same time, in the curator's office.

Upon receiving the report from the front desk, Sun Ang, the curator of the Linshan Second Museum, held the phone with mixed feelings:

"Idiot! They want to fight for the training rooms, and you're really going to let them decide that through a duel?!"

For ordinary members and guests, this approach is perfectly acceptable.

But who are those two people? They are both local geniuses!

Especially Ning Ruoyin, even disregarding her family background, her talent and strength alone make her someone no one dares to offend.

Why would such a great Buddha deign to come to his small Linshan Second Hall?

Hearing the crying from the front desk, Sun Ang said helplessly:

"If you encounter a similar situation in the future, ask other members of the training room to leave early, even if you get some compensation. Remember, you have to be flexible."

After hanging up the phone, Sun Ang couldn't sit still any longer and hurriedly got up and headed to the arena.

A few minutes later.

On the arena, Wang Sheng and Ning Ruoyin stood facing each other.

A crowd of onlookers had already gathered below the stage. Although most of them were unaware of Ning Ruoyin's identity, her unusually tall stature made her a sight to behold wherever she went.

not to mention......

On the other hand, Wang Sheng is a celebrity; many people have seen him on television.

"Little one, you're only at the initial stage of Returning to the Realm, so I'll also suppress my cultivation level to the initial stage of Returning to the Realm. Let's have a fair fight, shall we?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Sheng didn't feel offended, but simply said indifferently:

"If it were up to me, I'd suggest you give it your all."

At this moment, he had already adjusted his state, and the Wolf Breathing and Primal Breathing of the Perfect Realm were operating simultaneously, and his entire temperament had undergone earth-shattering changes.

That feeling...

It's like a prehistoric beast.

"Interesting, very interesting!"

Ning Ruoyin was no ignorant bumpkin; just from this breathing technique alone, she knew that Wang Sheng was no ordinary person.

Ning Ruoyin's eyes sparkled with excitement:

"Then I won't hold back!"

Having said that, she launched a fierce attack, her seemingly clumsy body unleashing a speed that was even faster than that of other martial artists of the same realm.

A 142kg body bursts forth at a speed of 70m/s.

Even a simple impact is enough to crush an ordinary person into mincemeat.

Wang Sheng wasn't as fast as her, but with his feet lightly stepping on the perfected "Nine Steps of the Soaring Dragon," he perfectly made up for his numerical disadvantage and immediately dodged.

"Oh!"

Ning Ruoyin reacted extremely quickly. When her first attack missed, she stopped almost instantly and quickly changed her move to chase after Wang Sheng.

Speed, reaction.

Even Ning Ruoyin, who was at the high level of the second realm, was stronger than Wang Sheng. This was an absolute difference caused by their realms.

Wang Sheng quickly found himself in a state of exhaustion, constantly being chased and attacked.

This performance made the audience hold their breath for him.

At this moment, only the curator, Sun Ang, noticed something amiss.

"Something's wrong with Wang Sheng. His footwork has reached perfection, and he's also simultaneously using two perfected breathing techniques..."

This cannot be explained by a second awakening of superpowers at all.

"He appears to be passively taking hits, but he's actually observing Ning Ruoyin's attack methods. Could it be... he has some kind of plan?"

At this moment, on the arena.

"Little one, is all you can do is hide?"

Ning Ruoyin's punches and kicks were powerful and heavy. Utilizing her long arms and legs, she left Wang Sheng with virtually no room to retaliate.

"Why don't you just admit defeat?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Sheng said calmly:

"Do you really want me not to hide?"

Ning Ruoyin just sneered:

"You'd better keep dodging with your skillful footwork. I want to see how long you can last."

Yes, in terms of physical fitness, the initial stage of the second realm is undoubtedly far inferior to the advanced stage.

Although Wang Sheng is different, his blood and energy recover very quickly and he is not afraid of being depleted.

but......

"I've observed enough."

He had no intention of hiding any longer. With a quick step, he closed the distance and crashed directly into Ning Ruoyin's arms.

Left hand, the Xuan-level "Savage Fist Technique" has reached its perfect level!

Right hand, Xuan-level "Evil-Slaying Divine Fist" at its perfect level!

Both fists punched out!

boom!

Two different and powerful forces, combined with completely different energy flow paths, simultaneously unleashed an extremely powerful attack!

And all of these attacks landed on Ning Ruoyin's airbag!