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Qisha¡¯s hand was retracted in time, and the palm protected by the Grimlock glove firmly caught the hidden sword.
"Let's stop the nonsense" Qisha's eyes cast a cold gaze, seeming to declare that he was going to be serious.
Xiaotan exerted force on her wrist and broke the hidden sword on her own, breaking away from the opponent's control. She then threw out the claw blade and slashed away.
boom¡ª¡ª
This is the sound of fists hitting flesh.
But it sounded more like a moving car hitting a cow.
As soon as Xiao Tan raised his hand, Qisha's fist had already hit him in the chest.
This punch comes later and comes first, as fast as lightning.
A large mouthful of blood spurted out from Wang Tanzhi's mouth, and his body flew upside down.
At this moment, everyone watching the game fell into silence. They stared at the screen with bated breath, recalling the terrifying blow.
This punch of Qisha is not a skill, he just activated his soul - "The Ultimate Fist"
The effect of this soul is simple and direct, that is, it allows him to punch "the most powerful punch that he can punch with his own ability." It can be regarded as a weakened version of Siyu's "extreme efficiency".
Of course, the weaker the effect, the lower the consumption. The mental energy consumption after Qisha turns on the "Ultimate Fist" state is naturally not as high as that of Xiyu.
A gust of evening wind caressed the wilderness
Xiaotan fell to the ground. His survival value was still 36%. The broken ribs had cut his internal organs, giving him a [bleeding] effect that could not be removed with a bandage.
That blow just now had almost shattered his possibility of victory.
The moment he was hit, Xiao Tan¡¯s breath and blood condensed like ice and snow. In his eyes, time seemed to have stopped at that moment He didn't even feel pain, he only felt that the scenery in his sight stagnated, and then. He swept back in a daze When he came back to his senses, he had fallen to the ground, and the pain all over his body started to surge up.
Fear is so familiar, he seems to have experienced it before. That was a long time ago He also fell to the ground like this, watching helplessly as a tall figure walked towards him.
The feeling of d¨¦j¨¤ vu is so vague and yet so clear
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Ten years ago, City S.
In an alley, four gangsters in their twenties were beating up a junior high school student who was much smaller than them.
At the corner of this dead end. There was also another boy in a junior high school uniform curled up. He was a chubby child with freckles on his face. His expression was full of fear and shrinkage. Even though he knew that the violence in front of him was caused by him, he did not dare to say a word.
¡°Tch¡it seems like there¡¯s no reaction at all.¡± One of the gangsters said.
Another person continued, "You are obviously just a kid in junior high school, but you dare to interfere in my business?"
The boy who was beaten was lying on his side on the ground. He had been beaten to the point of being unable to move, but he had not yet completely fainted.
When the four of them saw this, they stopped punching and kicking, and they all took out cigarettes and lit them.
"Heyfatty." A gangster turned to the boy in the corner and said. "do you know him?"
"NoI don't know." The fat man replied timidly.
"Ha!" When the man heard this, he kicked the boy on the ground hard again, "tmd! Are you mentally ill, do you think you are a hero? Hahaha"
"Huh" The companion next to him blew out smoke. "I've only heard of heroes saving beauties, but I've never seen heroes saving pigs."
As soon as these words came out, the four people burst into laughter.
A few seconds later, one of them spat on the ground. He stepped on the head of the young man on the ground and said, "Boy, you are really smart. How dare you come here" He pointed at the fat man in the corner with the finger holding the cigarette, "That boy volunteered to be our cashier. Damn it, it¡¯s none of your business!¡±
It turned out that the boy who was beaten saw these four gangsters blackmailing others and tried to stop them.
"Hey! Wait, I just discovered that this guy's shoes are famous brands." One person said, "A pair of these costs more than a thousand yuan."
"Let me take a lookcan it be fake?" Another person said.
"Humphit doesn't look like that." The man said, "Look at this kid, he's fair and clean. Except for his school uniform, he's wearing all famous brands" He paused and sneered, "Maybe he's a young man from a rich family. ?¡±
"Oh, the second generation of rich people?" Another personroad.
"Ha this young master, you must think you are very noble, right?" A gangster knelt down and grabbed the young man's hair, "What I despise the most is a hypocritical bitch like you." He stood up and walked a few steps. , picked up a rusty iron pipe.
"Hey don't cause any harm to anyone." Even his accomplices were a little panicked. After all, the young man was beaten to the point of shock. If he were to hit him with a hard object, something might happen.
"Haha don't worry." The gangster picked up the iron pipe, walked towards the boy, and sneered, "Gao Fushuai, you like to be a hero and show off, don't you? I will ruin your face today, so that you will not be handsome in the future. Get up." He said and raised the iron pipe
five minutes later¡¡
Feng Bujue, wearing the same school uniform as Wang Tanzhi, appeared at the entrance of the alley. He was still mumbling, "Ah I was left to copy books again Xiao Tan should have gone back by himself"
While he was thinking about it, he glanced at the alley inadvertently. This glance almost made the blood in Feng Bujue's body flow backwards.
He sawhis best friend Wang Tanzhi holding an iron pipe in his hand and beating an adult on the head.
The adult was lying on his back on the ground, and his right leg was spasming and twitchingbut he didn't make any sound. Maybehe could no longer make a sound.
In the alley, there were three other adults lying down, each with their faces covered in blood and lying motionless on the ground. Their limbs all showed very strange bends, and they were obviously completely broken
"Hey! Hey!" Feng Bujue shouted while running forward.
Hearing the sound, Xiao Tan raised his head and looked at Brother Jue.
Feng Bujue has never forgotten that scene It was an expression he had never seen on Wang Tanzhi's face.
That face was calm and gloomy, as if he had seen through the world and experienced all the vicissitudes of life. This was not the expression a young man should have at all.
The drops of blood splattered on his cheek were still not dry, but he didn't care and without any mercy, he hit the iron weapon on the head of a defenseless person again and again.
Feng Bujue could see clearly that at that time, Wang Tanzhi's pupils revealed a red light
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"I didn't expect that you would be forced to use this move" Qisha walked towards Xiao Tan, "This is a trump card that I plan to save for the Battle of Butterfly" He breathed out, "It's worthy of praise. But I still have to say something In terms of fighting, I think I won't lose to anyone, so I'm sorry!"
He raised his arm and punched Xiao Tan on the ground.
Butthis punch was also empty.
"Huh?" Qisha was stunned, "Can you still move" He raised his head and looked for the opponent's position, "Or should I sayhaven't given up yet?"
"Haha" sneered, a weird sneer, "You think you can't lose to anyone in fighting?" Xiao Tan's tone changed and became extremely arrogant, "It's just you?" (To be continued) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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