Wang Shuo looked at Shen Qian with sharp eyes, "Are you from No. 7 Middle School too? Why have I never heard of you?"
"I've heard about it now." Shen Qian always maintained a vague smile.
"Your strength is already close to the peak of the novice warrior. I admit that you are a rare genius among your age, but compared to me, you are still a little weaker."
Wang Shuo looked indifferent and his tone was as calm as stating the facts.
This is actually true.
His combat prowess is now comparable to that of a fifth-level middle martial artist. Even though Shen Qian is a peak beginner martial artist, there is a huge difference in strength between the two.
Shen Qian remained silent, his eyes always staring at Wang Shuo's left shoulder.
Wang Shuo's heart sank slightly. He thought that the place where Shen Qian landed his fist just now was just a coincidence, but now looking at the other party's eyes, he was a little unsure.
If you look through Wang Shuo's black tights, you will find that there are three deep wounds on Wang Shuo's left shoulder that are visible to the bone. The wounds, which were only briefly bandaged, are still seeping with black and purple blood.
This is the price paid for chasing the silver dye beast.
A variety of bacteria on the claws of the silver-stained beast infected his wounds. It was not fatal, but it made his physical condition very bad, and he couldn't even use much energy.
This is why Wang Shuo wanted to get rid of Chen Feng as a potential threat from the beginning.
A silver-stained beast larvae is worth millions, and he will not allow any accidents.
But he never expected that the accident would happen to an inconspicuous young man.
Shen Qian, who didn't answer, disappeared again, and his body swept towards Wang Shuo at a speed that could be caught by the naked eye but difficult to synchronize.
"Ridiculous!"
Seeing that Shen Qian ignored him at all, Wang Shuo sneered sarcastically, stepped heavily on his feet, and faced Shen Qian like a cannonball.
"Do you really think you are qualified to fight me?"
Boom!
Smoke and dust were everywhere, and Shen Qian was punched into the ruins.
"You know nothing about power!"
Boom!
Shen Qian, who had just stood up, was kicked away again, and the broken wall collapsed.
Seeing Shen Qian who was almost completely suppressed, everyone who had been shocked just now felt their hearts rising again.
The only person who is calm is probably Chen Feng, who can completely see the movements of the two people.
Very strange...
This was Chen Feng's first thought.
It is almost impossible for a beginner martial artist to win against an intermediate martial artist.
Although I don’t know why Wang Shuo’s figure is a little sluggish and his strength is not sufficient, he can still absolutely crush Shen Qian.
But Shen Qian looked embarrassed, but his body flexibility remained intact, which showed that he was not seriously injured at all.
Just fucking... outrageous.
Chen Feng couldn't figure it out, and Wang Shuo couldn't figure it out either.
But Wang Shuo gradually saw some clues.
The way Shen Qian unloads force is perfect.
Even though Wang Shuo can easily break through the force of a thousand pounds with each punch, Shen Qian can always avoid the key point when his strength is strongest, and then use the direction of Wang Shuo's force to resolve it.
Shen Qian continued to be injured, but most of them were just flesh wounds.
He is like a loach, slippery.
Unless he possesses speed and strength that exceeds the limit of his judgment, can kill with one blow, or relies on time to kill, Wang Shuo really doesn't have much good options for a while.
Wang Shuo was somewhat annoyed at this moment.
He shouldn't spend all his energy on forging his body. If he can master a D-level or above martial arts, why can't he have the power but not be able to explode perfectly?
He doesn't believe that the opponent can even predict D-level martial arts!
When Wang Shuo was distracted, Shen Qian, who had been passively defensive, suddenly hugged his arm, and then ran into Wang Shuo's arms at an incredible angle.
Although Wang Shuo reacted in time and knocked Shen Qian away again, his forehead was dripping with sweat and his face suddenly turned pale.
In that short moment, Shen Qian's elbow landed on his shoulder with the force of thunder.
This is the second time.
How did the other party know that there were wounds on his body?
Wang Shuo couldn't understand, and Shen Qian didn't give him time to understand.
After spitting out the blood foam in his mouth, Shen Qian climbed up again like a vicious wolf.
Even with such a rough movement, Shen Qian still had an incomparably harmonious physical beauty that made everyone slightly distracted.
"It's more beautiful than the illustrations in textbooks."
Huo Ling'er raised her head and murmured.
Wang Shuo's physical strength seemed to have dropped a lot in an instant, and he was unable to get away from Shen Qian for a while, and at such a close distance, it was even more difficult for him to exert force.
The two of them were entangled together like street gangsters. You kick me, and I'll punch you.
The corners of Shen Qian's mouth were covered with blood, and he looked quite scary, but Wang Shuo was not much better. After punching Shen Qian several times on the shoulder, his face turned as pale as a piece of paper.
Wang Shuo's left arm was trembling and unable to gather strength, and his right arm was clamped by Shen Qian's legs at some point, making him unable to move for a while.
So, under everyone's excited gaze, Shen Qian, who was riding on Wang Shuo, raised his arm high and slapped him down.
This is a frontal slap in the face!
Jingcheng's young legend and peerless genius was defeated and suppressed by Shen Qian in a strange way.
Zheng Shaoyang felt that his heart was about to explode, and he was even annoyed that he was not recording.
If such a scene is reported back to Jingcheng, it will definitely be explosive news that will shock tens of thousands of people!
When everyone's eyes were frozen, Wang Shuo's crazily trembling left arm was raised again, and Shen Qian's movements stopped.
The reason is simple.
Wang Shuo held a silver-white pistol in his left hand. Although the gun body was shaking, it was still pressed firmly against Shen Qian's forehead.
"Shen Qian!"
"No!"
"You dare!"
Loud shouts and exclamations sounded at the same time, and everyone's hearts were in their throats instantly.
The psychic gun in Wang Shuo's hand is something even Chen Feng cannot resist. Once he pulls the trigger, Shen Qian will definitely die.
"Ahem...you are very...very..."
Wang Shuo was silent for a while, as if he couldn't find the right words to describe it, so he smiled lightly and said: "I will kill you right here, what can you do?"
Shen Qian's dark eyes were unfocused and seemed like a dark abyss with no bottom.
Even if a gun is pointed at the head, there is still no wave.
Wang Shuo had an illusion that these were not eyes that normal creatures would have at all.
Although Shen Qian always smiles, that smile looks fake at the moment.
At such a close distance, Wang Shuo could not find any trace of emotion in Shen Qian's eyes.
Shen Qian stared at Wang Shuo, who was still arrogant, and his eyes slowly moved upward, resting on the gorgeous pistol.
"What, are you scared?" Wang Shuo sarcastically asked.
Shen Qian's eyes moved down again, and this time he finally had focus. He looked at Wang Shuo and said in an extremely cold voice:
"There are no bullets in your gun."
Wang Shuo's always calm expression finally changed dramatically. At the moment his pupils shrank, Shen Qian's mouth regained its faint smile, and the palms raised high fell sharply!
"Stop!"
A loud shout was like thunder in the sky, causing everyone’s eardrums to ache.
Only Shen Qian was not affected at all, and the speed of his palm even increased a bit, and he slapped him hard.
Snap!
Everyone's bodies trembled, and even the corners of Chen Feng's eyes twitched.
This slap not only slapped Wang Shuo on the face, but also slapped everyone's hearts.