Fang Xingyue couldn’t believe that Ding Busi, who was also a half-step Wuhou, defeated him so easily.
How could this be possible? In the same realm, the difference in strength is too big.
Everyone looked at Fang Xingyue’s embarrassed appearance and couldn’t help but laugh.
“Sure enough, they are still young. They don’t understand the same realm, and their strength is also very different.”
“You have just stepped into the Half-step Wuhou category, and you are eager to challenge other Half-step Wuhou. Isn’t this looking for death?”
“Ding Busi has been in the position of Banbu Wuhou for more than ten years without making a breakthrough. Such a Banbu Wuhou is not comparable to others.”
Everyone laughed at Fang Xingyue, making Fang Xingyue extremely embarrassed.
“Your Mobei martial arts world is only as strong as this. Is there anyone else you want to try?”
Ding Busi glanced at Luo Jinzuo and the others with disdain, and then continued: “If you don’t want to try, then get out. If you annoy us, don’t even think about leaving…”
Ding Busi’s words instantly made Luo Jinzuo and the others furious.
“Ding Busi, how can a child represent our entire Mobei martial arts world? Since you say so, let me teach you two moves!”
At this time, an old man wearing white training clothes slowly walked out from the crowd.
Judging from his age, this old man was similar to Ding Busi, but his hair and beard were all gray.
Seeing the old man standing up, whether it was Ding Busi or the other people in the Valley of the Evil, their faces all became solemn.
Because the aura exuded by this old man has already faintly reached the realm of Wuhou.
Even if it wasn’t Wu Hou’s strength, he had definitely reached a bottleneck and was waiting for an opportunity to break through.
Ding Busi faced the old man in front of him, obviously he was no match.
“Ding Busi, do you want to do it? I just want to borrow your Evil Valley to practice with me. Maybe it can help me break through!”
The old man said jokingly to Ding Busi.
Ding Busi looked ugly and stood still without moving, because he knew that even if he took action, he would not be a match for the old man in front of him.
“Since you don’t take action, then I will take action first…”
After the old man finished speaking, the breath on his body surged, and his gray beard and hair stood on end.
Soon, the old man was surrounded by bursts of white mist.
The old man looked like an immortal descending to earth, and his aura was rippling.