"Senior, aren't you kidding?" Wang Meng stared at the old man with a bad look.

In Wang Meng's opinion, this old man in martial arts just didn't want to let him leave the ancient god palace, so he deliberately made an excuse.

At this moment, Wang Meng's thoughts could naturally be clearly felt by the old man of martial arts.

The old man from Wu Ni smiled and said, "You little brat, don't be so narrow-minded as I think. What I said is true. If you can't even beat me, how can you leave the Ancient God Palace? Even if you leave the Ancient God Palace, you will not be of any effect."

Wang Meng's face darkened, but he did not refute the old man who was ill of martial arts.

Although what the old man in martial arts said is unpleasant, it is also true.

With Wang Meng's current strength, he could not compete with the ancient god without the Ancient God Palace, let alone the ruler of the Twelve Universes.

"Think about it carefully. Defeat me. This is the only way for you to leave the Ancient God Palace." After the old man Wuni said this, he was about to leave here and let Wang Meng think about it himself.

"Wait." Wang Meng suddenly stopped the old man from the martial arts at this time.

"What? Have you figured it out?" The old man from Wuniang turned his head and stared at Wang Meng with a smile.

Wang Meng nodded and said, "I've decided to challenge you. For me, this is also a kind of experience."

"Hahaha..." The old man from Wuniang laughed and touched his chin and said, "Yes, I did not see the wrong person. It would be the best if you can think so."

"Boy, I have experienced 30 million battles in the first half of my life. Do you know what kind of winning rate is?" the old man from Wuniang suddenly asked.

"I heard a little, but I lost all the results!" Wang Meng said.

It is hard for him to imagine how it feels like to have experienced 30 million battles and lose all of them.

And after this martial arts old man experienced such a defeat, he had to continue fighting, which is enough to prove that he is not simple.

"Failure can make people grow, it is not comparable to victory. When you fail 30 million times in my hands, you will understand." The old man from Wuniang said mysteriously.

Wang Meng fell into deep thought for a moment.

Looking back on himself, he had won almost every battle over the years, and he rarely tried to fail.

Many times, failure is indeed easier for people to grow than victory.

"Senior, I'm ready, let's start." Wang Meng clenched his fists tightly and said seriously.

He doesn't want to be mistaken for too long, because every minute and every second mistake will put his relatives and friends at risk of their lives.

"good!"

The old man in martial arts didn't want to talk nonsense to Wang Meng. He stared at Wang Meng, and a strong smell of warrior flashed in his eyes.

When he entered this ancient god palace, he had no opponents anymore. How lonely that kind of invincibility was.

The old man from the martial arts thinks that sometimes it is a very happy thing to cultivate an opponent for himself.

However, over the years, many powerful people who entered the Ancient God Palace have not satisfied him.

Because none of them could hold on until the end in the battle with him.

"Boy, I hope you can stick to the end and don't let me down."

Swish!

After saying this, the old man from Wuniang had already taken action and his body dissipated directly.

"So fast." After seeing this scene, Wang Meng exclaimed in surprise, unable to believe his eyes at all.

The old man who was ill of martial arts was too fast, so fast that Wang Meng didn't even catch him.

Even Wang Meng's fighting spirit magic power lost its effect at the first time.

Swish!

Just when Wang Meng was shocked, the figure of the old man from Wu Meng appeared in front of Wang Meng, and then he punched him out, slamming Wang Meng's chest.

Bang!

Wang Meng immediately flew backwards and fell heavily on the ground, causing a big hole to appear on the ground.

Then Wang Meng squirted out a mouthful of blood, and his breath became weaker and he completely lost his combat power.

"You are so cruel." Wang Meng whispered. He covered his chest, and now he felt like his chest was about to crack.

Originally, Wang Meng thought that a strong man of the level of the martial arts ill man would keep his hands when he was fighting against him.

As a result, Wang Meng was wrong. Not only did this old man in martial arts did not hold back, but instead attacked even more fiercely.

This made Wang Meng very unbearable.

The old man from Wuniang was happy and said, "I will never hold back in my life. Of course, except for that time, that was the only time I lost in the second half of my life."

"So if you wait for me to hold back, you're a big mistake."

After hearing the old man Wu Chi's words, Wang Meng felt a little cold and said, "I am far from your opponent now. If you don't hold back, my final result will be to be beaten to death by you."

After Wang Meng finished speaking, he sighed helplessly.

Although this is embarrassing, Wang Meng's current feeling is that if he can't resist such a battle for long, he will definitely be beaten to death by the old man who is ill of martial arts.

"Ha ha……"

The old man from Wuniang laughed and said something very annoying.

"That's what belongs to you."

"In addition, Wang Meng, do you know that some people have come in this ancient god palace, why are there no one now?" The old man from Wuniang stared at Wang Meng with a smile.

After thinking about it, Wang Meng said, "Why would those people want me to fight you, and they were beaten to death in the end?"

"That's right."

When Wang Meng heard the old man in charge admitting it personally, his face changed, and he thought to himself that this old man in charge was really a *.

It's so miserable that I'm now in such a *'s hands.

After thinking about being here, Wang Meng's mouth twitched slightly.

After seeing Wang Meng like this, the old man in the martial arts was even happier and laughed loudly again.

Then he stared at Wang Meng and said, "Boy, I think you are better than those before. Don't let me down. If you were beaten to death by me, it would be boring."

Wang Meng's face was dark and almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Unexpectedly, this martial arts old man is not only strong, but also has a strong verbal conversation.

Wang Meng now has the urge to rush up and kill him. But Wang Meng didn't, because he knew very well that he was no match for now, and he would be beaten up in vain.

With the character of an old man who is a martial arts fanatic, Wang Meng is completely thinking that he is not dying fast enough.

"well……"

For a moment, Wang Meng let out a heavy breath and began to think about the solution.

After seeing Wang Meng like this, the old man in the martial arts thought he was cowardly, so he let out a breath helplessly and was about to leave in disappointment.

"Wait." Wang Meng suddenly called out to the old man of martial arts.

"What? Do you still want to continue?" said the old man from Wuniang with a smile. He hadn't had a good time just now.

Wang Meng shook his head, but he didn't want to continue fighting with the old man who was a martial arts man. That was no different from seeking death.

"Then what do you want to do?" The old man from Wuniang became confused.
Chapter completed!