Chapter 142: Potential pressure

Situ Yue was in a stature, his face was suddenly bitter, and he turned to look at Ning Wufeng and said, "What do you want to do?"
He is just the son of the side branch of Situ's family. Usually, in front of these people, he will use the name of Situ's family to show off his strength and strength. Today, he still encounters stubble.
"You tore off my two Lingshi tickets and wanted to leave so easily?" Ning Wufeng said lightly, but his voice fell into Situ Yue's ears and was not as bad as Tian Lei Bang.
His face was pale, and he hurriedly said, "I lose my compensation."
Having said that, he quickly took out two Lingshi tickets from his arms and handed them to Ning Wufeng, but Ning Wufeng did not answer.
He flushed and took out two more.
Ning Wufeng still did not answer.
Situ Yue took out five cards and handed them to Ning Wufeng. There was a look of soreness on his face, which was his savings for more than half a year.
"That's all I have," he said cautiously.
Ning Wufeng won the Lingshi ticket and handed it to Lu Qingyan, motioning for her to accept it. Lu Qingyan stared at God, surprised at Ning Wufeng.
"Brother Ning asked you to accept it, and you accept it." Lu Zifei hurried forward, holding up Lu Qingyan's hand and catching the Lingshi ticket.
He looked at Ning Wufeng with a flattering expression, and did not expect that the kid picked up on the roadside was so strong that even the son of Situ's family was frightened by his reputation!
"Brother Ning's strength is superb. Before, I didn't know Taishan and looked at my mouth. You treat me as a fart and let it go." Lu Zifei looked at Ning Wufeng with a flat face and squeezed out a touch Smile.
Ning Wufeng didn't even look at him, such a wall of grass, bullying. Had it not been for this relationship of Lu Qingyan, he would have been kicked a hundred meters away.
Lu Zifei couldn't help courting Ning Wufeng, but also signaled that Lu Qingyan and Ning Wufeng were getting closer. The Stuart on the side was angered in his eyes.
"It's so lively here." A faint voice came, and Situ Yue was overjoyed. He ran up and down.
"Ye brother, you are finally here!" He shouted in his voice with crying voice, and reached in front of the person.
"The night boy is here." Someone whispered immediately, with a sense of awe in the tone.
"I didn't expect him to come."
"This kid is going to suffer now."
For a moment, almost everyone looked at Ning Wufeng sympathetically.
Situ Ye, a family member of Situ's family. Usually support Situ Yue, the disciples of the Imperial Academy are extremely powerful.
Lu Zifei's face changed slightly, and it seemed a bit wrong to see the situation. He took Lu Qingyan without a trace and walked a few steps away from Ning Wufeng.
"This kid is going to have bad mold today." Someone said gloatingly, and heard Lu Zifei's brow even more.
"Yanggongzi is a disciple of the Imperial Academy. There are the names of Xiaosilong in the Imperial Academy."
Someone looked at Situ Ye in awe, others looked at Ning Wufeng sympathetically.
"Ning ..." Lu Qingyan was going to let Ning Wufeng go first, but Lu Zifei covered his mouth. "You silly girl is trying to die, now is the time when you can talk?"
Lu Zifei hurriedly pulled Lu Qingyan into the crowd.
Situ's grandson is here!
The people around them were all quiet for a moment.
Situ Ye glanced at Ning Wufeng lightly. He rarely came out of the Imperial Academy today. He did not expect to encounter someone who dared to bully his younger brother.
He wouldn't have believed it if the guard had run over with swollen nose and face.
The Emperor actually had someone who dared to bully their Situ family, and he was an alien kid!
"Brother Ye, this kid, don't take our Situ's home in your eyes. You see he beat me and grabbed me five thousand spirit stones." Situ Yue said in a hurry, still with a voice Crying, pointing at Ning Wufeng.
Very strong!
Ning Wufeng's brows frowned slightly, and he was indeed the prince of Situ's family. Situ Ye's strength in front of him was much stronger than the previous Situ Ran and Situ Yue. If his strength does not break through, it is not his opponent at all.
"Where did the boy dare to bully our Situ Ye people?" Situ Ye said coldly, he usually practiced in the Imperial Academy Palace, and the huge expenses of the training were all supported by Situ Yue.
He then glanced at Jufulou again and asked lightly, "I Situ Ye was beaten in your Jufulou. Didn't you bother? You didn't want to do it!"
Immediately, a big fat man was squeezed out of the crowd, with sweat and a look of eagerness, and said, "Ye Gongzi spares his life, Ye Gongzi spares his life. Even if I have the talent of Tang Jiu, I dare not watch you Suffer. "
Sweat fell, Tang Jiu kept apologizing. Don't look at them usually showing their strength in front of others, but they can only nod their heads when encountering such a real family boy.
"It's up to you to deal with it." Situ Ye glanced at Ning Wufeng lightly, and the unknown boy was not worth his shot at all.
"You haven't hurry up and catch that kid!" Shouted Tang Jiuli immediately. A group of guards from Jufulou came all around, carrying various sabers in their hands.
Ning Wufeng frowned, glanced lightly, and said, "Just because you guys want to fight me!"
As soon as the voice fell, the momentum sank, and a force of destruction swept out instantly. After countless life-and-death struggles, Ning Wufeng's momentum has been extremely amazing.
The guards at Jufulou were frightened and backed down again and again. Even the clamoring Tang Jiu fat man was so scared that he sat on the ground.
"I didn't expect me to underestimate your kid!" Situ said coldly, raising an eyebrow, and his gaze fell on Ning Wufeng.
Er, Situ moved at night.
The body is like a shadow of a shadow, bursting out. The spiritual power gushing in the hands intertwined, tracing a mysterious and mysterious trajectory in the air, and among the floating palm shadows, there was a faint ghost spirit statue emerging.
"Psychic fist."
Situ Ye cried in a deep voice, and punched Ning Wufeng violently. There was a hot breath in the palm of his fist.
An indomitable momentum whistled out. The fist shadow was extremely fast, and everyone only saw a cloud of afterglow.
Overbearing Really!
Ning Wufeng felt the overbearing meaning from Situ Ye's fist. As soon as his face moved, his figure came out, and he took a few steps back.
"Let you see what is really overbearing." His pupils shrunk slightly, pushing them slowly with one finger.
Zhentianzhi!
Stuart came out with a finger, and Situ changed color immediately. He stumbled and quit. Look at Ning Wufeng's face with a shocking look.
Ning Wufeng's robes were hunting and hunting, but Situ Ye stepped back five or six steps. See you for the first time.
"Good strength, no wonder dare to be so arrogant!" Situ Ye said with a somber expression and growled in a low voice.
Everyone also muttered, and did not expect that the unknown boy was so strong that even Situ Ye fell into the wind.
Situ Ye's eyes were gloomy, and a roar resembling a beast and a beast said, "Boy, I want to make you look good!"
Between the words, his robes screamed, and the momentum of the whole man kept rising, with a click, the slate under his feet was shattered by his momentum. The onlookers also hurried away a dozen meters away.
"Brother, what should we do? Let's help Brother Ning quickly." Lu Zifei pulled Lu Qingyan all the way to trot, Lu Qingyan said eagerly.
At this time, Lu Zifei should be tangled. I did not expect that Ning Wufeng's strength was so powerful that even the Stuart's grandson was not his opponent.
On one side is the powerful Ning Wufeng, and on the other is the sister-in-law of the Situ family. At this time, Lu Zifei didn't know who he was going to put up with.
"Don't make a noise. Didn't you see that boy didn't need us to help?" Lu Zifei couldn't help but glared at his sister, and now had to wait and see what changed.
Situ Ye's momentum also climbed to a peak, staring grimly at Ning Wufeng, saying coldly, "Boy, you have successfully angered me!"
The whole bones crackled like fried beans. The cold light in his hand suddenly appeared, just like a little star in the darkness. His body moved, and the afterglow was overwhelming.
"The best tricks on the ground, Qingyang sword tricks!"
As soon as Situ gritted his teeth, Huo Ran shot a cold light out of his hand and stabbed at Ning Wufeng. The sword light burst out, turning into a series of light horseshoes.
"Fast swordsmanship." Ning Wufeng said in a deep voice, Situ Ye's sword was more overbearing than Ling Tian's sword, and his strength was even more amazing.
"Look at your sword fast or my gun fast!"
Ning Wufeng's pupils shrank, and he grabbed them in the air, and the extinguishing gun appeared in his hands. At the next moment, the pure Yang gun blasted out, the gunman swelled like a fire, and the gunshot was booming.
Pacing under his feet, his figure was dazzling. Gun and sword rain stirred together. Ning Wufeng's consciousness was let go, the spirit of the Nine Spirits was gushing, and the two spirits evoked strong aura.
Only a curtain of light intertwined in the eyes of everyone. Situ Yue's face showed a proud look, "My night brother's strength is well-known in the Royal Academy. Can this kid beat my night brother?"
As soon as the words fell, Situ Ye's figure flew out. The confrontation between the two came to an abrupt halt.
The blood water dripped from Situ Ye's hands. He stared sharply at Ning Wufeng, saying word by word, "Boy, you have the ability to leave your name and history, today I remember it at Situ's house."
"Imperial palace, rather windless."
Ning Wufeng glanced at him lightly, calming the turbulent spiritual power in his body.
"Imperial Palace," Situ Ye said with a playful smile on his face, his eyes cold, "Well, you wait for me."
"A big breath." A soft voice suddenly came from the crowd, and a blue figure came in, followed by two of them.
A strong man with a big body. A young girl with a hot body.
"Brother Zhao." Ning Wufeng said with a smile on his face. I did not expect to see Zhao Jun when he first arrived in the capital.
"This is our little brother in the future." The proudly beautiful girl said coquettishly, strolled to Ning Wufeng's face, and gently touched Ning Wufeng's face.
Very strong!
Ning Wufeng flushed on his face.
"Who asked my teacher and brother to wait just now?" Zhao Jun asked again leisurely.