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018 Wuwen Chou's provocation

Qianlong Lee is now a public quintet, as long as the mana inside of you is churning, accumulating to its zenith, full of mana, and stuffed to the brim. One step further, mana turns to liquid, and that is the Public Six.

But Qianlong Lee knows it's going to take some work to break through the public six.

Just by condensing the mana that fills the meridians and caverns around the body into liquid, it is three or four times more powerful than the Public Five. It looks like Qianlong Lee will need to speed up his practice to establish himself in Seven Heaps.

My own level is still too low and my training must speed up. I have seen many of my brothers and sisters of the same age train to the signing level in a few months.

Qianlong Lee felt envious and jealous, and, come to think of it, other people can complete a public training period in a few months and sign a successful contract. And I couldn't break through for years, letting anyone else get in the way.

After a moment of practice, a combination of work and rest, Qianlong Lee paused. Start thinking about how to earn recommended tickets in the future, how to speed up your practice.

I gathered my thoughts, thought for a long time, and had no clue. Again, thinking about his father's tragic death, Haotian Lee wasn't dead, no great revenge. Qianlong Lee couldn't sleep any more and went into the yard to fight.

In fact, the network writers practice to a certain extent, physical strength, endurance, willpower will be much stronger than ordinary people.

Because heaven and earth contain the essence of heaven and earth, condensed into mana, network writers can communicate heaven and earth, mana is strong, will have all kinds of strange and wonderful work.

Qianlong Lee pushed her way out of the door and into the courtyard, using the family martial arts "Hundred Warrior Punch" she had found at Lee's house.

With a roar, Qianlong Lee threw a hundred Battle Angels punches, mana swirled, fists overlapped, Qianlong Lee fought faster and faster, moving around the small courtyard.

Now Qianlong Lee punches and feels the power of a thousand with each punch.

Qianlong Lee only felt the flow of mana flow more smoothly as a set of 100 Battle Angels came down. Comfortable between breaths, braver with practice.

Even before I knew it, the mana had been strengthened, and now it had suddenly nearly doubled from a thousand. Nearly two thousand. Could it be purple mana?

Mana increases and realms become new. Qianlong Lee sensed more of the mystery of this set of punches, and before he knew it, he closed his eyes and slowly experienced the feeling of nothingness.

Even unintentionally, Qianlong Lee seemed to capture a bit of the public quintet.

But like the wind, it's felt, yet elusive. Time passed slowly, he was completely immersed in the understanding of network literature, undistracted, fugue octopus.

Time passed, I don't know how long. There was a wave of mana, sawdust flying, and Qianlong Lee's small courtyard door was kicked in again. Qianlong Lee's heart jolted, suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, already dawn, oneself immersed in the epiphany unexpectedly senseless.

Unfortunately, this state of affairs can not be sought, was interrupted for no reason, coupled with days of resentment in the heart, Qianlong Lee could not help but rage incandescent.

Just outside the small courtyard stood a group of a dozen men, the first of whom was dressed in gray and with a broad arm, not who Wuwen Chou was. The corner of Wuwen Chou's mouth turned up in disdain when she saw Qianlong Lee come out.

Qianlong Lee used the opportunity to come home to celebrate her father's birthday to escape his clutches, much to the fury of Wuwen Chou.

So as soon as Wuwen Chou saw Qianlong Lee, she opened her mouth and swore, "Get your ass over here, you piece of shit, I want to talk to you!"

"Get to the point, this is my place and who let you in here at will!" Qianlong Lee didn't flinch.

Qianlong Lee knew in his heart that the purpose of Wuwen Chou's visit was to speak out of turn, even with a deliberate hint of defiance in his voice.

Sure enough, Qianlong Lee' s words angered Wuwen Chou. Nearby, Wuwen Chou's man Yang Ruodong shouted, "You're a piece of shit, and the more you go home, the less you understand the rules. You don't want to mess around, do you!"

Wuwen Chou raised an eyebrow, raised his arms, clenched his fists, and said, "Hey, Brother Yang, bear witness, this Qianlong Lee boy is defiant and defiant with me, Brother I have to teach him how to behave!"

Before the words left his mouth, Wuwen Chou lifted his right leg and immediately kicked Qianlong Lee in the mouth with his powerful mana.

"Good timing!" Undaunted, Qianlong Lee ran the mana and punched the air.

"Open the sky!" Qianlong Lee has developed a remarkable sense of ambience and a real sense of war.

"Wind god legs!" Wuwen Chou seemed to have learned martial arts in the mortal world as well, on her legs.

Wuwen Chou shifted in an instant, legs cascading toward Qianlong Lee like the waves of the Yangtze River.

"Bang,!" With a loud bang, the two men staggered back a few paces each and engaged in a maneuver that turned out to be a close match.

"Kid, you got it!" Wuwen Chou was combative at first sight, not angry or amused, leaping forward and kicking out with his legs. From time to time, Wuwen Chou's body soared through the air like a long eagle fighting a rabbit, bearing down on Qianlong Lee.

"Stormtrooper type three!" It looked like Wuwen Chou was working her legs up and down, working them back and forth.

"Yes, Brother Zhou is good!" With Wuwen Chou's legwork, there were bursts of cheers and brown-nosing from all around.

"Well done Brother Zhou, we've been watching that Qianlong Lee for a long time. Not working hard all day, not having any awareness of being a piece of junk, and trying to fight Brother Zhou is wishful thinking!" Said a loyal little brother of Wuwen Chou.

"Yes, that's right, Brother Zhou asked him to cut wood to sharpen his heart, but the boy was completely ungrateful and let his brother down by taking the opportunity to visit his family and escape his labor." Another of Wuwen Chou's younger brothers said.

At this time, Yang Rudong also interjected: "That is, like him, such a waste does not take the initiative to work, but also want to become a strong signing class network writer, really toad like swan meat!"

Several of the men behind Wuwen Chou, his younger brother, waved their flags at the sight of Wuwen Chou and Qianlong Lee striking.

After all, Qianlong Lee had been a passive role all along, and no one in the room looked up to him at all. Only now will Qianlong Lee be bullied into silence again?

"Brother Wuwen Chou's Feng Sheng leg training is going to be too much for the boy!" One started kissing Wuwen Chou's ass again.

"Like I said, Brother was just having fun, now it's time to get real!" Yang Rudong said as if anticipating it.

"Wow, Brother Zhou is awesome!" Together they cheered Wuwen Chou.

"There you go!" Qianlong Lee certainly wasn't to be outdone by Wuwen Chou's strength. After the last blow, Qianlong Lee's heart changed and he will never be the Qianlong Lee he once was.

Qianlong Lee shouted, "If you're going to come knocking on my door and provoke me, I'm going to make sure you keep your eyes open to see how I rise up and step on your toes."

At Qianlong Lee' s words, Wuwen Chou was even angrier. It had only been a few days since the Qianlong Lee in front of him had seemed like a different person, no longer a character to be bullied.