I was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. The golden light on my body reappeared and I punched him fiercely. I suddenly found that my mad god fighting spirit had a kingly domineering aura. The big man did not dare to neglect when he saw the flashing golden light.
, two big palm-like hands were held in front of me, trying to resist my attack.
As soon as the golden light was released, my fist and his hand didn't even touch each other. The big man felt an irresistible energy impact on his palms, and his whole body immediately flew backwards and was stabbed three times.
The beating made him roll several times on the ground.
At this time, more than a dozen people gathered in the small village, including young, old, women and children. When they saw the big man being beaten and flew out, they couldn't help but exclaimed. But no one dared to step forward to help him deal with me.
The big man stood up staggeringly, with a streak of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and with a roar, he rushed towards me. I was shocked, this guy's body is really strong, I had already used 30% of the Mad God Fighting Qi, and he
He was able to get up so quickly and fight back. It seemed that it was impossible not to defeat him. When he was about to rush in front of me, I raised my hand and the golden light flashed out, and he was blasted out again. Like this
For more than ten times, I kept attacking him with 30% of my strength. The clothes on the big man's body were damaged in many places. He got up again, panting and staring at me.
Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and roared, and his body changed drastically. I was shocked. I was so familiar with his changes. Looking at his eyes and hair that gradually turned red, I lost my voice and said: "Berserker." This is the madness of human beings.
A warrior? The big man's steel-like muscles swelled even more, his bones creaked, and his eyes stared at me. The surrounding villagers were stunned by the sight in front of them and backed away one after another.
The big man opened his arms and rushed towards me. After turning into a madman, his body became extremely strong and his recovery ability was extremely fast. The trauma just now seemed to have been recovered in an instant. If I hadn't had the same experience, it would have been really hard.
It was difficult to deal with him. I looked at him intently. I was also a little embarrassed for such an opponent. I couldn't kill him. I could only slowly use up his crazy energy. At this moment, I suddenly felt a surge of energy in my body.
The Mad God Fighting Qi was a little unstable. The energy formed by the Breast Guard seemed to want to escape. It actually escaped from my Mad God Fighting Qi. The light I emitted suddenly dimmed. I was shocked. I didn’t want to
After losing it, although I still don’t know what its specific function is, I still need to rely on it to help me resist the breath of death. With a thought, dark magic quickly surrounded my body and sealed the breast mirror inside my body. My body
I backed away suddenly and punched the ground hard. Due to the unstable energy in my body, I no longer showed mercy. I used up 70% of my strength in this violent blow.
The big man's consciousness was blurred after he went berserk. The sudden huge energy from the ground suddenly sent him flying for more than ten meters, and then he fell heavily to the ground. Maybe this was his first time going berserk. After suffering a heavy blow, he tried
He tried several times but did not get up. He tilted his head and fell to the ground immediately. The alienation in his body gradually disappeared and returned to its original appearance. As his madness disappeared, the energy of the breast mirror no longer caused trouble.
And gradually integrated into my mad god fighting spirit.
Breathing a sigh of relief, I walked over to the big man and checked his pulse. I felt that there was nothing serious.
"You, you killed Sulu?"
I turned around and saw a very old man talking to me tremblingly. The surrounding villagers looked full of fear.
I shook my head and said: "He just fainted. I'm really sorry. I didn't want to do anything. I was just passing by here. Since I was a little tired, I wanted to take a rest at your place, but he refused to let me in. He still refused to let me in.
He has to compete with me, and in the end, it will be like what you see. Don’t worry, he will get better as long as he rests."
Because I look handsome and speak very kindly now, the hostility of the surrounding villagers suddenly decreased a bit. The old man said: "Then you won't hurt us."
I shook my head with a smile and said, "Of course not. I just want to find something to eat and a place to rest. I'll leave tomorrow. I won't eat for free." As I said that, I took it from my arms.
Take out a few gold coins.
The old man shook his head and said: "We are all self-sufficient here. There is no use asking for your money. Please come in."
I picked up the strong man on the ground, put him on my shoulders, and said, "Where is this Sulu's home? I'll send him back." Apart from Sulu, there are almost no young adults here. With them,
I'm afraid it will be difficult to get rid of this guy who weighs nearly 300 pounds.
The old man glanced at me gratefully and said, "Then come with me. His home is over there." He pointed to a small wooden house not far away. I walked over with him. The house was very simple.
But it was done very solidly. I placed Sulu on his bed and checked his pulse again, and found that it was stable.
The old man sighed and said, "Don't blame him. Sulu is a good boy. He is usually very kind to others. He has always been dependent on his old mother. A few days ago, a group of mercenaries suddenly came. They also passed by here.
Seeing that they were both skilled in martial arts, Sulu was very warm to them and entertained them. Sulu's mother's health had never been good. He raised a few old hens at home. Sulu bought them back when he went down the mountain to work in the town to earn money for the locals.
It was originally to replenish the body of his mother. After the mercenaries moved in, Sulu entertained them with our specialties. But they insisted on eating those hens. Sulu's temper was very stubborn, so he and
They argued for a while, and then got into a fight. Although Sulu was very strong, he had never practiced martial arts, so he was knocked unconscious after a few blows. When his mother saw her son being beaten, she came out to break up the fight.
Hey... I never thought that I would be accidentally injured by those mercenaries. I was already weak and was hit again. At that time, Sulu was just like that. Seeing that they had beaten someone to death, those mercenaries dropped a bag
The gold coins are gone."
Sulu's experience really made me sympathize with him, and I said with emotion: "Sulu should be a filial son. His mother is dead, no wonder he is so rude to me."
The old man sighed: "Yes, there are only a dozen families here. Sulu is the only heavy labor force in the village. Everyone likes him very much. He is absolutely obedient to his mother. That day, when he woke up, he found that his mother had gone
He chased the mercenaries like crazy, but we couldn't stop him. Although the few in good health in the village couldn't catch up, they finally found the whole group in a mountain col with their familiarity with the nearby terrain.
It was the scarred Sulu who finally brought him back. Since then, the child has been silent and seldom speaks. His mother's death was a huge blow to him."
What I value most is a filial son, and filial piety comes first. I found that I already liked this honest man a little bit.
The old man said: "Let him rest here, I will take you to have something to eat."
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