Chapter 40 [The devil murmured: "Wu, give up, don't be embarrassed."]
Not only Liu Wu looked confused, but also Senior Brother Zhou had the same expression.
What does it mean?
I deliberately let you choose your opponent first, obviously letting you go. However, you kid knows that there are tigers in the mountains, so you prefer to go to the tiger mountains. Okay, okay, let's fight.
"Are you sure?"
"OK!"
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"Okay, Junior Brother He is indeed brave." Liu Wu stepped forward and stood opposite He Sheng. The distance between them was only about three meters. "Junior brother, please don't hold back your hands, otherwise, senior brother, I won't be able to hold back my fists and will be easily injured."
The tone was gritted, as if one wanted to eat the opponent alive.
From the doorway, the word "good dog" kept swirling and echoing in my head.
"Stop talking nonsense."
"Start!"
Before Liu could speak again, Senior Brother Zhou announced the start of the sparring session.
“噌——”
He Sheng took a step forward and arrived in front of Liu Wu almost in the blink of an eye.
"?!"
What a fast speed.
As he came closer, he raised his hand and struck Liu Wu in the face.
The wind of the fist roared through the air, showing that the punch was quite powerful.
"Naive."
"Bump!"
The onlookers watched helplessly as Liu Wu, with his arms crossed in front of his head, flew upside down as if he had been hit by a big truck, with his feet at least a few feet off the ground. Two or three meters high.
"Plop——"
The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded. Liu Wu was lying on the practice ground on the paved bluestone, his face was a little distorted, and from time to time he could hear the sound of inhaling to relieve pain. .
At this time, he only felt severe pain in his arms, and his bones seemed to have been broken by a punch. Also, the arm becomes swollen at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.
"Huh?!"
Mr. Zhao Er, who had been standing next to his sister, couldn't help but rub his eyes to confirm that it was Qian San's henchman lying on the ground, not He Sheng himself.
“It shouldn’t be.”
It is certain that the other party did not take the Blood-Raging Pill. Once this elixir is taken, the blood will surge, causing the facial expression to show an angry look, which is very distinctive.
On the other hand, the person involved looked calm and his expression was as cold as an ice cube, as if he had not punched him just now.
"Trash, medicine."
When Mr. Qian saw that the domestic dog that he had carefully raised for three months was not as good as the wild dog outside, he immediately became furious and yelled loudly. Thanks to his cleverness, he sent Liu Wu a pill that could unleash his potential last night just in case he needed it.
“Yes, Master.”
To be fair, Liu Wu really doesn’t want to take drugs.
Because when the elixir was handed over to him, the person who delivered it explained it in detail.
Once taken, the potential will explode instantly, allowing people to exert three to five times their normal strength. However, what is consumed is its own potential.
The longer the battle lasts, the more potential is consumed.
Who would have thought that such foolproof sparring would lead to a split!
The bastard named He is usually ordinary, harmless to humans and animals, and has no talent.
When they started sparring, I almost sent him away with one punch.
"Wait for me. Huh huh?"
Liu Wu took out the porcelain bottle from his arms and cursed harshly.
As a result, a scene that shocked everyone appeared.
With a whoosh, He Sheng rushed to the dogleg named Liu who was about to take drugs. Then, he very arrogantly snatched the porcelain bottle containing the elixir from his hand.
“?!”
For a group of people, a look of shock.
The instigator curled his lips, do you think I am stupid?
Watching your enemy take drugs?
I don’t know how to reach out to grab it while riding a horse!
"Wu, listen to me. You are no match for me, go down. Don't humiliate yourself, you won't do it." As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and gently patted the person lying on the ground. Right cheek.
Whether it's the tone or the actions, it's extremely insulting.
It is more of a provocation than an exhortation.
Looking at He Sheng slapping Liu Wu’s face, Mr. Qian felt that the hand was not hitting the loser’s face, but his face.
With excitement, my face turns red and my blood pressure soars. If you can't do it, you may be able to breathe fire from your ears and nose.
As for Liu Wu, what should he do if he really listens to the advice and admits defeat?
Haha, dogs have their own opinions!
"Liu Wu, stand up and beat him to death." The owner gave the order. No matter how unwilling the dog was, it still braced its arms against the severe pain and slowly got up from the ground.
Before he could straighten up, a right foot caught the wind and kicked hard on the left side of his face.
“Bump!”
Liu Wu flew out, and a series of teeth mixed with blood fell in the air in an arc.
“Bang!”
The second time I took off and landed, my head was dizzy and my consciousness was a little confused.
He Sheng used all his punches and kicks with restraint. If he used a little more force, he could blow someone up directly.
"Wu, don't be stubborn. Just give up. If you give up, you can heal."
"Liu Wu, stand up, stand up for me."
Don't mention how much you hate Mr. Qian!
Made, you don’t follow martial ethics.
No one stood up and kicked him directly.
Senior Brother Zhou’s mouth twitched. He really couldn’t say it was against the rules.
What the sparring simulates is a real battle. In a real battle, who cares whether you got up from the ground or not. But yes, some people are indeed a bit ungrateful.
“Ahhhhh!!!”
Liu Wu struggled hard, flopping like a landed fish, and stood up unsteadily.
"Boom——"
He Sheng struck a right hook, hitting the left side of Liu Wu's face who was unconscious and stood up with tenacious willpower.
The third trapeze, take off!
“Bang——”
After landing, in a trance, the devil’s whisper sounded in my ears.
"Wu, give up, don't be embarrassed."
I beg you to stop talking, your words are simply a reminder for Third Young Master Qian. Sure enough, the third young master's hoarse voice sounded again.
"Stand up, I'll let you stand up."
Today, I was originally going to see the person named He being punished, but I didn't expect that I would be embarrassed. It was thrown in front of Zhao Er's sister, Zhao Yinling.
You have been in Qinghe Town for several months, and then you accept such a useless subordinate?
Liu Wu, who was lying on the ground, could only support the ground with his hands and barely raised his head.
In response, He Sheng raised his foot and aimed it at the back of his head, as if he was accumulating strength.
"How dare you!"
Second Young Master Qian's eyes were blood red, and the old man next to him stared at him. She was afraid that her son would burst the blood vessels in his temples out of anger.
“Ahem.”
Seeing this, Senior Brother Zhou stood up and coughed twice, planning to stop.
“Shut up!”
Third Young Master Qian immediately reprimanded him. His anger level had exploded. He would rather see Liu Wu die in front of him than admit defeat. Otherwise, what's the difference between taking off his clothes?
“Stop.”
A female voice came from outside the martial arts training ground, and everyone turned around.
I saw only one woman.
It was hard to describe, walking slowly.
This woman is extremely majestic and masculine.
Just like Shi Leng Nezha in He Sheng's previous life, he has a strong and strong body, but has a somewhat neutral face on his head.
"Senior Sister, when did you arrive."
Senior Brother Zhou immediately stepped forward quickly, nodded and bowed to say hello.
"The two started sparring, and I arrived."
After finishing speaking, he said to the person involved in everything today.
"Junior brother, have you entered the lower realm of meat refining, right?"
"What!!" X8.
Eight uniform words "WHAT" came out of the mouths of the five senior brothers who were promoted from the branch to the outer courtyard, as well as senior brothers Zhou, Zhao Er, and Qian San.
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