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Chapter Thirteen, Fighting Tang Shirt (Part 1)

"Is the Meng Qiu Divine Art really that powerful?"

"After being bullied and humiliated for fifteen years, I will never let anyone stop me from entering the academy."

At this moment, looking at Tang Shan with fists in front of him, Zhang Xiao roared crazily in his heart.

Boom, the waist and horse become one, creating strength from strength.

Huge power surged, and Zhang Xiao felt that this punch was more powerful than the one that killed Emperor Wu Niu on the Zhengyang Mountains.

"Humph, die."

A strange smile emerged from the corner of Tang Shan's mouth, and a pair of powerful fists finally met fiercely in the air, in the eyes of countless candidates.

Bang, a dull sound sounded, making everyone slightly stunned.

The fists of the young master of the Tang family and Zhang Xiao made such a loud sound when they collided. The force in this was probably several hundred kilograms?

"Death, die, go to hell."

The long black hair was scattered, and the red brocade robe was shaking. Just when the fists met and roared, Tang Shi looked up to the sky and roared, like a huge heavenly dog, roaring up to the sky, trying to devour everything.

Boom, buzz...

The sound of breaking wind roared, and the thin blue figure immediately bounced high, like a beautiful blue rainbow.

Boom...

The blue stone slab above the arena was hit so hard that small cracks appeared, and Zhang Xiao lay on the ground with a look of pain on his face.

"The power of Meng Qiu's Divine Art is actually so terrifying?"

Ahem, the pain comes from the internal organs. It seems that Tang Shan's punch, from the outside to the inside, seriously injured Zhang Xiao's thin body.

"What? Give up now? Haha..."

Looking at Zhang Xiao who was lying on the ground without moving, Wen Sangzi shook his gray head in disappointment and said happily.

"We were still talking about not wanting carp to be carp, and Dragon Gate is Dragon Gate. We were still talking about taking revenge on Fang Yaoyao, and talking about having power. Tsk tsk, but Tang Shan punched him, and everything was gone."

"No, it's his..."

"Don't talk so much about me, Meng Qiu's Divine Technique is indeed powerful. But Tang Shan, who is in the realm of psychics like you, how can he exert such power?"

"Killing requires carefulness."

"You have to use your heart to kill people? You have to use your heart to kill people!"

Zhang Xiao was startled, and on the bluestone arena, he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes were bright and he began to struggle to sit up.

"Zhang Xiao, you must die today!"

"For fifteen years, you are a bastard, and the Tang family has not cared about your... giving you food and clothing, but you actually humiliated my mother and attacked the mistress of the Tang family, as well as etiquette, and

Do you have a conscience?"

Phew, a red figure flashed, and Zhang Xiao, who was struggling to get up, had already arrived in front of him before he had time to defend himself.

Boom, the faint Wen Dao Qi surged, and a punch hooked in front of Zhang Xiao's body, and the green body was blasted into the air again.

Zila, the huge force blasted the cyan clothes to pieces, revealing a body full of scars, and Zhang Xiao's heart was shocked.

The clothes were given by Ye Qingni, but they were torn by Tang Shan!

"Wow, look at the whip marks on Zhang Xiao's back, tsk tsk..."

At this moment, countless candidates caught their eyes and fell behind Zhang Xiao, filled with surprise and horror.

"Tang family, aren't you too cruel? No wonder Zhang Xiao..."

"Tang Shan, you guys are so shameless. You beat Zhang Xiao so hard. No wonder, no wonder he wants to beat your mother."

Fatty Zhao immediately raised his voice and shouted mockingly at Tang Shan on the ring, without hiding his contempt from the bottom of his heart.

"Hmph, are the Zhao family in Zhenglan County about to be turned upside down?"

Tang Shan looked at Fatty Zhao with some dissatisfaction and raised his brows slightly. However, before Fatty Zhao could speak, he continued.

"You're just a slave-like bastard. You only have to eat and be whipped a few times a day. I didn't expect you to make such a fuss."

"Sure enough, the noble qualities of the nobility in this world have almost disappeared."

"Tang Shan, you actually tore my clothes, damn it!"

Phew, Zhang Xiao, who was originally in pain, grunted and got up beyond Wen Sangzi's imagination.

"Um?"

Tang Shan was stunned and looked in disbelief. Zhang Xiao, who had been punched twice by the Meng Qiu Divine Technique, could still stand?

"You can still stand up?"

"However, Zhang Xiao, you must die today. If two punches don't work, then I will punch you again. I will keep beating you into a pulp."

"Hmph, I want to see how many punches you can throw with the power of Meng Qiu Divine Art. No matter what, if you ruin the clothes Sister Qingni gave me, you deserve to die."

At this moment, Zhang Xiao's roar resounded on the bluestone arena of the college, causing all the candidates to freeze in place.

"Who is Sister Qingni?"

"Sister Qingni actually has such miraculous power that she inspired Zhang Xiao, who was seriously injured, to stand up. Where is she?"

"Sister Qingni, I'm afraid she is extremely beautiful, otherwise Zhang Xiao..."

Fatty Zhao looked at the ring meaningfully, his fat forehead was shaking, and he didn't know where he was thinking.

Buzz, the blood-red robe fluttered rapidly.

The third punch was even better than the previous two punches. It was like a huge white tiger star king, bursting out with huge killing energy and quickly enveloped Zhang Xiao.

The huge fist power made Zhang Xiao feel a little confused, and also made Tang Shan's angry little face turn pale.

Buzzing, his mind was filled with a strong fist intention. This chilling fist intention was going to completely obliterate Zhang Xiao's concentration and spirit.

Kongkongkong, at this moment, a huge sacred monument slowly rose in Zhang Xiao's mind.

The huge word "good" emitted a golden light, and all the chill in the scene was completely diluted.

"As expected, it was indeed it. It was protecting... When I broke in that day, it must have been plotting against me. But, why...?"

Phew, the word "good" enveloped Zhang Xiao's mind. The moment Zhang Xiao's eyes burst into brilliant light.

This light penetrated the misty mountains, saw through the scorching summer heat and the scorching autumn wind, and also saw clearly the trajectory of the fist wrapped in the fist intention.

Stepping on it, the right foot moved lightly, like a gentle stream, and in a subtle way, it came to the side of the red brocade robe.

The waist and shoulders are together, and the fists and elbows are together.

Boom, the right hand with countless whip marks suddenly blasted out, and the right fist struck easily, in the red robe like the blood sun.

All of them, their steps were flashy, their bodies were messy, and their somewhat immature faces were filled with endless surprises.

"Impossible, impossible, you..., how could you possibly escape the influence of Meng Qiu's divine art fist?"

Tang Shan looked at Zhang Xiao reluctantly, with a look of disbelief on his face. He stared at Zhang Xiao intently, as if trying to find out the flaw in Zhang Xiao's magic spell, his eyes widened.

"Tang Shan, you are no match for me. Give up. I will treat you as if you never came."

Zhang Xiao looked at the torn collar and sighed in his heart. He shook his head and looked at Tang Shan, but he lost interest in fighting.

At this moment, the only thought in my mind was to repair the torn clothes quickly.

"Boy, if you don't kill the snake, you will be bitten. If you don't take this opportunity to kill him, you may have to be watched by him for the rest of your life."

At this moment, Wen Sangzi's words sounded, giving him kind advice.

"He hasn't been able to beat me after fifteen years of practice. What's there to be afraid of in the future?" Zhang Xiao looked at Tang Shan disapprovingly and was unwilling to fight again.

"Haha, it's so funny. Who wants you to pity me? Zhang Xiao, you country bumpkin, do you know what kind of pill this is?"

Suddenly, Tang Shan's expression changed and he took out a red pill.

The pills exude a light fragrance and are beautiful red in color, as if they are full of endless vitality, making people look at them.

"Wow, it's a second-grade domineering pill. After taking this, the literary energy will more than double."

"Yes, there are no side effects after taking this elixir. One pill is worth eighty taels of gold. The Tang family is really rich."

"Zhang Xiao, be careful. This elixir from the second son of the Tang family can more than double his Yuan Power, but it cannot be overpowered. Oh, Sister Qingni, please give Zhang Xiao our strength so that he can be invincible."

At this moment, Fatty Zhao's reminder sounded, causing Tang Shan and Zhang Xiao to twitch their mouths and look speechlessly under the ring.

"Fat Zhao, I will kill Zhang Xiao first, and the next one will be you who don't know whether to live or die to get this thing."

Phew, Tang Shan decisively threw the red pill into his mouth. In an instant, Tang Shan's breath surged.

"Zhang Xiao, are you ready to die?"


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