Chapter 519 Let me teach you how to write the word 'rules'
How arrogant!
How sharp it is!
In the eyes of everyone, the young man certainly knew where the land he was standing was.
Of course, I also know the level of the crowd watching around me!
Know better what you say and do mean!
But he still did it.
And it’s done in such a way that it doesn’t smell like fireworks.
Underneath the ultimate elegance is the ultimate violence.
Sikong Bo, who had long been aware of the undercurrent, stood far away, looking at the scene of the young man standing like a dragon.
I finally understand that some people are born like stars, meant to shine everywhere.
…
Wu Cheng's whole body was trembling slightly, not with fear, but with anger at losing the majesty of the family in front of everyone.
Although I just realized now that I seemed to have been plotted by Gao Hongji, who was on the verge of fainting.
But now, it has nothing to do with conspiracy.
Even this is no longer the face of his Wu Cheng, but the face of the seven of them!
This is the face of the first floor, the face of the Dongsheng City family represented by them!
"I made everyone laugh." All the expressions on Wu Cheng's face disappeared. After scanning for a week, he whispered three words.
"Please Lou Jian."
Lou Jian.
When this unfamiliar word came out, the guests who had just arrived on the first floor didn't know it yet, but the guests who knew the origin behind [the first floor] were suddenly shocked in their hearts.
To the outside world, Lou Jian can be understood as a top bodyguard, a high-level worshiper, and the enforcer of a mercenary team to wealthy families.
Here, the Tower Sword represents the protector practicing in seclusion in the first floor!
Everyone abides by the rules on the first floor. In addition to the rising sun in Dongsheng City, there are also reasons for the elusive "Sword of the Floor"!
"Young people, when you are on the first floor, you must understand the rules on the first floor."
When the first three words rang out fifty meters away, the remaining half of the sentence set off a hurricane in the gap between the crowd, and the apparently coherent sentence tore through the space in an instant.
Accompanying it was the palm that brought about ferocious swirling turbulence.
It was a middle-aged warrior wearing a golden cloud-patterned military uniform. His fingertips were like knives, and he could already cut through the wind as fine as an ox hair.
Stars surged all over his body, and as his robes swayed, all the floating steam within a radius of ten meters was suppressed back to its original place.
"Eight Star Tower Sword..."
"Gang Fist Li Jingchen!"
The shadow of the famous tree makes Lou Jian an absolutely terrifying existence in the hearts of many people.
"He just appeared from the second floor!"
But the second floor was empty. If a famous person like Li Jingchen had been here a long time ago, he would have been discovered long ago. How could he not be seen until now?
The more a keen person thinks about it, the more frightened he becomes. The details of the first floor are really not just words.
Just as he sighed, before he even had time to say it, Li Jingchen's big hands were already on the young man's head.
Those who looked at the violent rage were frightened, fearing that the young man's head would be smashed to pieces in Li Jingchen's hands.
"rule?"
Lu Ze chewed the word for a while, and a sneer appeared on his face. Just when the wind like a knife palm was about to cover his face, he punched.
A careless punch.
Accompanied by a wave of milky white air blooming like a lotus.
Lu Ze Xingyuan almost condensed into substance, densely covered with fists.
At this moment, everyone saw that punch as if it was steaming like the scorching sun, carrying an overbearing momentum that instantly shattered all the chessboards in all directions.
The fist edge disappeared the moment it appeared.
The "Lou Jian" who only had time to see the outline of his figure flew backwards with a loud noise.
A trajectory straighter than a ruler, running from one end to the other.
There was a bang, and most of the window lattice of Jinshui Pavilion in the distance was broken.
Li Jingchen flew out for a second...
Three seconds...
Not even a reply?
Just when this idea came to mind, a sound like a mine explosion came from the distance, causing everyone who had just calmed down to tremble.
Lu Ze slowly put down the fist stretched out in front of him and tilted his head to look at Wu Cheng, who was stunned over there.
"Is he usually so brave?"
The young man asked flatly, tapping into his soul.
However, just as the boy said the last word, the building guards wearing [Glimmer] uniforms made a move while doing their duty with all their heart.
He spins his body, stretches his arms, and the plasma is like a snake, forming a giant net and suddenly swooping down.
Plasma whip.
Depending on the output power, it can cause minor injuries to death to the person being flogged.
This is a scaled down version of the mecha plasma stick.
For warriors, it is a natural enemy.
They are different from Lou Jian in that they are best at fighting in groups.
They even believe that lost face must be regained with fists.
But at this moment, in their eyes, the young man who either resisted or dodged only made one move.
Take a step forward and land on your heels.
The black stones rolled in the chess box, and one stone flew out vertically.
Lu Ze flipped his wrist, pinched it gently with his index and middle fingers, and raised his backhand!
Just like the moment when the Hundred Sons come to an end and slay the dragon, the young man is alone, with countless free and unrestrained expressions.
The sunspot turned into a meteor and collided with the plasma cage.
There was a loud bang.
The blue-purple electric current exploded into pieces and turned into fleeting fine sparks.
The body of the plasma whip appears, which is a titanium chain that has been broken into pieces.
Lu Ze walked out calmly, ignoring the "Lower Swords" who were hiding among the crowd on the second and even third floors.
He also ignored the guards who were too frightened to step forward rashly.
"It doesn't matter if you are illiterate."
"Today I will teach you how to write the word [rules]."
"I'm counting to three seconds. Does anyone claim this trash?"
Lu Ze did not lower his head, but everyone knew who he was talking about.
It was clearly Gao Hongji who had lost all his grace and was struggling to raise his head!
"one."
"Haha... Even if you kill me, you can't save Lin Chujun! Hahaha..." Gao Hongji, who was struggling to get up, was laughing wildly.
On the second floor, the round-faced young man nicknamed Jin Zhuzi, with his hands in the sleeves of his Tang suit, had murderous intent in his eyes and disappeared in an instant.
Because he suddenly discovered that the boy below him was even more unruly than himself, the nightmare killer of the US League! "Three."
Lu Ze spat out the second number, and in Gao Hongji's stunned eyes, he broke his spine with a kick.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! This time, Gao Hongji fell to the ground like a broken sack and could no longer stand up.
It was like this in Shangnan in the past, and it is like this in Dongsheng now.
He, Lu Ze, has no habit of being second best.
Looking up, Lu Ze looked at the round-faced young man in Tang suit who suddenly appeared three meters in front of him. The numbers in his glasses...
Jumping wildly between 7000-9000.
"Finally got out?"
Lu Ze grinned and said something that no one else could understand at all.
Jin Zhuzi's face, which was always harmless to humans and animals, was still expressionless, but his round eyes were slightly lowered, looking a bit weird like a puppet and as rigid as an old master.
"My name is Huangdou."
The round-faced young man spoke softly, raised his eyelids, and showed a creepy smile:
"Have you ever seen eternal darkness?"
He spoke.
The world completely turned into darkness.
The energy shield covering the first floor instantly turned black as ink.
In the pavilion, all the lights went out at the same time.
"Why is it so dark!"
"Can't see anything anymore."
"what happened."
"ah……"
Fear, fright, trembling, and countless emotions broke out in this world at the same time.
Darkness blocked all light, and a huge sense of fear and loneliness descended.
The moment darkness falls, the nightmare killer whose real name is Huang Dou spreads into mist like ink printed on a pond and disappears silently.
However, Lu Ze, who was surrounded by thousands of silent murderous intentions, did not feel any strange.
He leaned forward gently and spoke softly in the darkness in a voice that could be heard by Gao Hongji:
"You Pinpin, why didn't the Li family show up?"
The words whispered like a devil instantly shattered Gao Hongji's last psychological defense.
In the invisible darkness, Lu Ze stood up gently, with a touch of sarcasm on his lips.
This soybean perfectly became the lighting designer of this spiritual feast.
A ding sound.
A spark flashed.
A golden bead silently paused in front of Lu Ze's casual fingertip.
A storm seemed to rise from the plains.
Wu Cheng and others who were caught off guard at the rear were instantly blown away seven or eight meters away.
"Have you ever seen a light more dazzling than a star?"
A little spark appears.
The moment bloomed at Lu Ze's fingertips.
As thin as an ox hair.
But it's dazzlingly red.
As the flame twisted randomly, the surrounding space seemed to be distorted, and it only illuminated an area less than one centimeter around it.
Lu Ze looked at the unknown darkness and smiled softly.
A snap of the fingers.
The golden bead shattered.
A ray of light brighter than daylight bloomed for a moment.
Huang Dou, who was walking quietly in the darkness, looked at the light and closed his eyes subconsciously.
Then he felt a punch like a landslide coming in front of him.
That surging momentum...
Like a star burning out.
Huang Dou didn't know that his feeling was correct, because the body of the flashing red flame projection had a nice name.
——"Red Phoenix Sutra: Burning Star Fighting Chapter"!
