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Chapter 48: Senior Brother Wuwei Wuguan
Seeing these people in white practice clothes surrounding him, Xia Ping's eyes flickered, and he didn't panic. This is the entrance of the school, in the public. Forgive these people and dare not do anything.
And even if he did it, he was not afraid.
"Are you Xia Ping?"
The speaker was a sturdy young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old. His body was very strong, his eyes were like gods, and his whole body exuded a powerful smell.
His every move seemed to be natural, as if he incorporated martial skills into ordinary movements while walking, Xia Ping instantly saw that the opponent was a master, stronger than Zhou Taiβan.
"I am, what are you looking for me?" Xia Ping looked at the stubborn man indifferently.
The eyes of the bancuntou man showed a terrifying light and aggressive: "My name is Yao Zhong. I am a major disciple of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall. Zhou Tai'an is also studying in this martial arts gym. In other words, he is my junior. Do you understand what?"
The huge momentum on his body was crushed down, as if he wanted to force Xia Ping to give in.
"It turns out that Zhou Tai'an can't beat me, so let your seniors come to trouble me?" Xia Ping looked at each other disdainfully, "If you hit a small one, you will come out. It seems that Zhou Tai'an really can't afford to lose. People."
"Shut up, you kid knows what a fart."
"Who can't afford to lose, you guys don't spread rumors here."
"Senior Brother Zhou didn't call us, we came by ourselves."
A group of men in white practice clothes shouted angrily, glaring at Xia Ping, wishing to eat this kid raw. If others believe that their Wuwei Martial arts school is a group of people who can't afford to lose, the reputation of their Wuwei Martial arts school will be destroyed.
"It seems that your kid is not only mean and shameless, but also has a poisonous mouth."
Yao Zhong stared at Xia Ping: "But the martial artist relies on his strength, his skill, and respect for the strong, not his mouth. People who only speak with their mouths have this ability in their lives."
There was a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth.
Xia Ping said calmly: "Really? Your junior seems to be defeated by someone who can only play tricks, and he abolished him with one punch, and he can't get up."
"Shut up, did I let you talk? I don't know how to praise!"
With a bang, Yao Zhong's eyes showed a hint of cold light, and he shot in vain, and slapped Xia Ping's face with a slap, whistling, containing powerful power.
Moreover, this palm was extremely strange and terrifying. In a flash, countless palm shadows appeared in the air, like a butterfly through flowers, making people unable to see the reality of this palm.
Whoosh!
Xia Ping didn't even look at it, her figure flashed, and her body stepped back a bit, easily avoiding this palm.
With a bang, this palm slammed into the empty space, the powerful palm power shook, and it shot vigorously. It immediately slapped a clear palm print on a nearby concrete wall, and the rubble fell down.
"What? This kid escaped the big phantom palm, how is this possible?" A group of men in white practice clothes were shocked. They were originally planning to watch a good show, watching the tragic situation of this kid being slapped by his senior. Being drawn by this slap, it is estimated that even a few teeth will fall, and his mouth is full of blood, lying on the ground like a dog.
But this kid easily avoided this palm, looking calm and calm.
"A bit capable, no wonder you can defeat my junior brother Zhou Tai'an." Yao Zhong's eyes flashed, "You can actually escape my thousand phantom palms. It seems that you are not a parallel importer."
He is a strong man in the seventh heaven of martial arts, and he still makes a sudden move, with mental arithmetic and unintentional, but this kid can actually escape, this state is very unusual.
"You want to die?!" Xia Ping's eyes showed a trace of anger. This guy made it clear that he wanted to provoke. If he hadn't escaped just now, he would be slapped and blown away immediately, his face would be swollen, and he would be completely slapped. Humiliated again.
"court death?"
Yao Zhong sneered: "Just relying on your strength, you also want to do something to me? I advise you to bear it down. Even if you get away from me by chance, you can't be my opponent."
"And I'm not here to come to fight with you, just to warn you kid, don't be too arrogant, or you will suffer misfortune sooner or later."
"Although my younger brother lost to you this time, it does not mean that he will lose to you in the future."
"He will personally avenge this grudge, so just wait."
After saying this, he wanted to leave with a group of people.
"You slapped me, do you think you can leave as easy as that?" Xia Ping looked at Yao Zhong lightly, "You also punch me to see if you have the right to speak big words."
Boom~~
Suddenly, his body moved, his momentum skyrocketed, and he leaped three or four meters in front of Yao Zhong, but he fisted in vain.
Dragon Fist of Wuxingquan-Canglong moves the sky!
"what?!"
Yao Zhong's face changed drastically. How could he want this kid to dare to do something, dare to attack himself, the powerhouse of the Seventh Heavenly Warrior, suddenly a little caught off guard.
Moreover, this fist was extremely terrifying and domineering, exuding thousands of catties of great power, rumbling, and shooting vigorously, as if there was a dragon roaring in the void, shaking the world.
In a hurry, he could only stretch out his hands and put on a defensive posture, his fists and palms collided, bursting with energy. But Yao Zhong couldn't bear this terrifying force, and his body was blown out immediately.
boom!
His body was smashed against the school wall, and a human-shaped crater was smashed into it. Rubble was splashed and smoke billowed. Even he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his lungs were injured.
"You dare to speak up to me even with this ability, you Yao Zhong is not qualified, understand?" Xia Ping looked at Yao Zhong who was blown away by his own punch, and stood with his hand.
"If you make me angry, I will also take you to the hospital with one punch, just like your stupid junior."
Hearing this, a group of men in white clothes practiced clothes became angry and exploded with anger.
"Do you dare to be so arrogant after taking a sneak attack?!"
"You dare to shoot Brother Yao, you want to die."
"Everyone go up and kill him together, and show him something."
They are all mad.
"Want to do it? You'd better weigh it." Xia Ping sneered. "This is Sky Water City Ninety-Five Middle School. This is my site. As long as I climb up and call out, hundreds of brothers will come out."
"If you want to die, do it."
Hearing this, the dozen or so men in white training suits were immediately dumbfounded and a little timid. They only now remembered that they were standing in front of the school.
If this kid really yelled, he might immediately rush out hundreds of people and beat them violently, then they might be miserable. At least they will have to go to the hospital for a few months.
For a moment, they looked at each other, not knowing what to do.