"Hey, there are quite a lot of people." Qin Xiang glanced at them and smiled without fear.
"Young Master, sit down and enjoy it slowly!" A man in a black suit got a folding chair from somewhere and put it there with a flattering smile.
"Well, those things in the middle class are very boring. I haven't seen such a fun one in a long time. You should appreciate it slowly." The student sat down slowly, and the man in the suit handed him a cigar and held it for him.
Light.
"Friend, do you still want to fight?" Qin Xiang glanced at him halfway and said with a smile.
"The outcome is still undecided, why don't we fight? I'm here -"
Half-rubbing the spot where Qin Xiang had hit him, his body relaxed and tensed, and he flew forward again.
Leopard charge, straight punch, the punch is like the wind. The power of this punch can be seen from the buzzing sound of the fist breaking through the air.
"I'll take a punch from you——"
He took half a step back, lunged, and punched out.
"Boom"
The two fists collided in the air. Qin Xiang's body remained motionless, but he felt a sharp pain in his fist that was about to burst. He resisted and did not want to take it back. Qin Xiang suddenly felt his fist loosen and hit again. A strong energy surged in, and the center of his body
As soon as he moved, he suddenly flew back, and then took four or five steps back.
However, Qin Xiang did not take the opportunity to pursue him, but stood back again, looking at him indifferently.
"It stands to reason that he should fight quickly, but why did he give up every time he had the chance to counterattack? Could it be that he wanted to delay time?" Banzhe saw that Qin Xiang did not take the opportunity to counterattack, and he was confused in his heart, while gently
He rubbed his fists and looked at Qin Xiang and thought.
On a night near New Year's Day in Fengjing, the temperature was already below zero. Although there was no rain or snow at this time, the wind was still quite strong. When the two fists hit each other hard, he felt as if he had been hit on a heavy iron plate. The cold was aggravating.
The heavy rebound force on his fist caused pain like needle pricks in his fist. If he hadn't had extraordinary endurance, he would have thrown his hand away violently.
From the exchange of several moves just now, I half knew that Qin Xiang was better than him in terms of strength, speed and fighting skills. However, when I saw Mr. Sheng sitting there smoking a cigar, he had no intention of stopping, and he immediately gritted his teeth.
, and the leopard rushed up again, launching a violent storm-like attack on Qin Xiang.
When a person fights for his life with all his strength, there are many things that can be ignored, such as pain and danger, but there is no doubt that his strength and speed will increase greatly. Qin Xiang is no longer in a hurry when he sees him launching a strong attack.
Counterattack, use fighting skills, and use different moves. The strength and speed are all synchronized with Banchi, and they work with Banchi.
The two of them fought quickly, one quickly broke and the other quickly defended. Qin Xiang occasionally used a half-move to neutralize half of the crazy attacks. Within a radius of five or six meters, the two of them advanced and retreated.
Dozens of times, but with the whistling of the fists, the ruffled clothes, and the blurring of figures, who had the upper hand and who was at the disadvantage, the people around could not see clearly.
"Young Master, the phone number belongs to Ye Xiao!" At this moment, the man in a suit standing next to the Young Master answered the phone. After saying a few words, he covered the phone and whispered to the Young Master in a low voice.
"Tell him that I saw a mad dog. In order to prevent the mad dog from biting people, I will go there later." Young Master Sheng said calmly with a hint of displeasure on his face.
"Yes, Mr. Sheng." The man in the suit responded respectfully, walked to the side with the phone in hand and whispered.
"game over--"
Qin Xiang's voice suddenly came out during the fierce fight. As soon as the figure was separated, he saw that half of his body was hit by a powerful knee and fell to the ground with a bang. Before he could stand up, Qin Xiang's fist
It whizzed and hit him on the nose.
"ah--"
That sharp punch actually had a whistling sound. You don’t need to look at the speed of the punch, you can already tell what kind of power it is just by listening to the sound. If this punch was a real punch, it would probably not only collapse the bridge of the nose, but also half of it.
His face dropped, and some people in the crowd couldn't help but scream in surprise.
The counterattack was too fast, and the fists were like mountains, giving people a sense of irresistibility. He half knew that there was no way he could dodge this punch, so he refused to dodge and stared at the punch towards him with wide eyes.
There was a bang on the bridge of my nose.
"puff--"
The fist with protruding veins stopped when it was 0.5 centimeters away from the bridge of his nose. The strong wind whipped up by the fist whizzed past his cheeks, making him feel a burning sensation on his cheeks and ears.
The scratch hurt, and even his short hair was blown backwards!
The punch goes out like the wind, and the punch is closed like a bell. When the bell stops, the wind blows, and you are victorious over Changhong!
"Thank you!"
Seeing Qin Xiang smiling and standing upright with her fists closed, she stood upright with half a jump. She thanked her expressionlessly, but without saying anything else, she turned around and retreated.
"He's very powerful?" Mr. Sheng didn't show any displeasure at all because he lost the fight. He didn't even raise his head to look at him. He took a puff of the cigarette and blew out beautiful smoke rings from his mouth.
The wind picked up and quietly dispersed, and then he said calmly.
"I'm not his opponent." Banzi didn't answer him directly, but said calmly: "Zhuzi probably has a chance to give him a try, but the outcome is hard to predict."
Young Master Sheng said without looking back: "Zhuzi, do you want to beat the dog?"
A cold voice without any emotion came slowly from the darkness behind: "I am only responsible for protecting you."
His voice was low and hoarse, as if it had been buried underground for a long time, without any vitality. He did not call Sheng Shao "Sheng Shao", but "you", which made it sound like he was not angry at all.
I don't know what the relationship between the two is.
Qin Xiang couldn't help but feel horrified when she heard the sound of bamboo!
It's not because of how terrifying and unpleasant the voice sounds, nor because the person named "Zhuzi" is hiding in the dark and doesn't come out, but because with Qin Xiang's ability, he can't even feel that there is someone standing in the dark corner.
A person. If this person hadn't spoken, if Mr. Sheng hadn't asked him, he wouldn't have known that there was the breath of life there.
"Who is this bamboo? I can't feel the slightest breath of him? This person is too scary!" Qin Xiang hasn't felt this way for a long time, especially after his Huha Gong cultivation greatly improved, he felt very little in his heart.
He felt a sense of fear. Even when he faced the Four Stars of Tianmen in Huping Mountain, he never had this chilling feeling on his back.
At this moment, as soon as the sound of Bamboo reached his ears, he immediately felt like this. An invisible and powerful sense of depression surged into his heart. It was as if the Bamboo standing in the dark was not a person, nor a person.
A soul that he can feel with his thoughts and eyes, but a powerful god of war that he cannot see or touch.
He even had a feeling that as long as the aura from this person named Bamboo surged out, it would be like a stormy sea, and all obstacles within a radius of a hundred meters would be flattened!
Bamboo, bamboo, what bamboo?
(PS: Chapter 2 has been delivered. Chapter 3 will be completed around 0:30.)
