Chapter 147: A Tooth for a Tooth
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my brother likes to pretend and joke, don't believe the nonsense just now, I'll take him away. “
Fan Shiming's courage is also big, and he rushed up directly to pull the king's disciples, but unfortunately he couldn't pull this mountain.
"Brother, this is not the time to pretend to be forced, just scolding others for trash in front of so many people, but now you will lose your life!
Fan Shiming whispered to Wang Tu.
Wang Tu shook his hand lightly and broke free from Fan Shiming.
"I'm not kidding, I'm really going to kill him. Wang Tu said dumbfounded.
When everyone heard this, they immediately gasped.
Fan Shiming is right, even a super master like Li Liushui was defeated in the hands of a blonde man, what are you a layman doing to join in the fun?
Although they want to see the savior appear, they don't want the savior to be an ordinary person pretending.
"It turned out to be you who scolded me for being a garbage man just now, and it happened that the old accounts and the new accounts were calculated together. The blonde man's eyes sharpened, as if he wanted to pierce the king's disciples.
Qi Shao, who was on the side, crossed Erlang's legs, hung a cigarette, and said to the blonde man on the stage: "It's this guy, beat me to death, kill me!"
Qi Shao's hatred for Wang Tu was not a lot, and once Wang Tu died, the biggest mountain between his pursuit of Wang Yanran was removed.
Therefore, the blonde man can kill the king's disciples, and he can't ask for anything.
Many people in the audience recognized this guy in a white shirt.
Wang Tu is a big celebrity on the campus network now, and the campus network is now pushing an article about Wang Tu every three or five days, almost praising this person to the sky.
However, with his little three-legged cat kung fu, it is okay to deal with some small bodyguards, but it is far from enough to deal with this powerful blonde man.
"Brother, it's enough to pretend to be enough, let's go quickly, he can't pull down so many people to fight us. Fan Shiming continued to dissuade Wang Tudao.
He can't watch his friends be beaten to death!
However, the king insisted on going his own way, not hitting the south wall and not looking back, tiptoeing, and jumped on the one-meter-high competition platform with a slight jump.
When you go to the competition platform, there is no such thing as escaping, otherwise you will definitely be despised by the whole school.
"I didn't expect you to dare to come up. The blonde man smirked.
Judging from his years of learning free fighting, the white-clothed young man in front of him walked frivolously, waved his arms weakly, was listless, and his breath was chaotic, and he was not a martial arts practitioner at all.
Ding Potian is also a sports practitioner.
This kind of person can be solved with one finger.
"I said I would kill you, do you think I'm joking?" Wang Tu's eyes were indifferent, and his tone was as cold as a corpse.
Just when Wang Tu's words fell, the blond man's figure was drawn into an illusion, and a heavy punch hit Wang Tu, extremely fast, and when everyone reacted, he was already in front of Wang Tu, and that punch was about to hit Wang Tu.
Sneak attack!
Everyone's hearts were cold, there was no expectation in the king, but now that they were attacked, there was no possibility.
Suddenly, there was a cry of surprise on the stage.
I saw that on the stage, Wang Tu was like a child playing rock-paper-scissors, reaching out into a palm and wrapping the blonde man's huge fist.
"How is this possible!" was the blonde man who was the first to exclaim.
Although he didn't use all his strength for this punch, it was not much different from the punch that hit Li Liushui.
The king disciple actually blocked it so easily?
"What's the matter with you, tell you to hit him hard and finish him off at once, instead of letting you torture him, understand?" Qi Shao in the audience was a little anxious.
He couldn't wait to see the king's head broken and bleeding.
Ou Qiqi shouted in her heart, letting the blonde man use all kinds of means to kill the king.
And the girl in the purple dress sitting in the middle has a suspicious look in her beautiful eyes.
Normally, she would never come back to this kind of excitement, and would rather spend all her time in the library than participate in this kind of thing.
But when she heard that the king's disciples were coming, she hurried to them.
Her family's bodyguard, who has great internal strength, is still lying in the intensive care unit after being beaten and disabled by Wang Tu a few days ago, and he is not out of danger.
The father, who has always been protective of his shortcomings, unexpectedly did not pursue it this time, and repeatedly told the girl in the purple skirt not to provoke an existence wearing a white shirt.
Otherwise, it's 10,000 Zijia, and it's not enough for him to play!
This white shirt, is it talking about the king's disciple?
But he is only seventeen or eighteen years old, how much anti-heaven energy can he have to bring down the century-old family in Jiangnan, the Purple Family, one of the four major families?
The girl in the purple dress still maintained a half-believing attitude.
On the other side, Bai Yan, who obviously has a lot more fans, is holding her chin with her hands at the moment, her brows are furrowed, and many of her girlfriends next to her are nervously clenching their fists, not knowing whether to support the blonde man or the bastard king.
After she was angry with Wang that night, she took someone to another barbecue restaurant to have a good time, and it was already late when she returned to Bai's house.
At that time, her father, the chairman of the Howling Wolf nightclub, described a man to her in earnest.
White shirt, black sweatpants, 1.75 meters, beautiful eyebrows.
This should only be respected, not offended.
Bai Yan's first reaction was to think of Wang Tu, his characteristics were very similar to what the chairman said, but he turned his head and thought about it.
How is this possible?
How many people in Jiangnan can make her father so cautious?
At this moment, another fight broke out on the competition platform.
The blonde man jumped up, clenched his fists horizontally, clenched into long fists, and stretched his body into a long bow, and his fists turned into cannonballs with sufficient firepower, piercing the air.
"What a terrible force!" Li Liushui sighed, he didn't let others take him to the hospital, just to see this competition.
This punch, even if he held the Tang knife in his hand, he couldn't dodge it, he could only resist hard, and he was bound to be seriously injured.
"Get out of the way!" Fan Shiming said anxiously in the audience.
Maybe only Wang Yanran was very calm in the nervous audience, and even the girl in the purple dress was curious why she was so calm, and the one on the stage was her brother.
But seeing that the king did not dodge or dodge, like an ancient style boy, waving a folding fan lightly in his hand, as soon as his fingers moved, he put the folding fan away, and a breeze blew.
This breeze was as small as white water, blowing out of the hands of the king's disciples, but it suddenly changed halfway, turning into a thirteenth-level tornado, shattering everything that swept through.
The blonde man's fist swayed in the tornado, and his strength was almost unloaded, and when he arrived in front of Wang Tu, it was already a soft steamed bun.
"Is this a spell?" exclaimed the blonde man.
Although it was very weak, it also played a role in saving the life of the king.
"Hehe, just your little spell, it will be effective once, but it will definitely not be the second time!"
The blonde man confidently raised his hand, and his arm was a little thicker again, and he couldn't even wrap two hands, just like those muscular men who have practiced for more than ten years.
"Die!" the blonde man roared, a devastating punch.
This time, Wang Tu finally moved his hands together, drew a circle in front of him, and then joined forces, and his palms came out together, colliding with the blonde man's fist.
But just before the collision, Wang Tu slipped his fist with both palms on one side, and with a slight lift, he slammed the blonde man's jaw.
Thanks to the blonde man, he didn't stick out his tongue, otherwise he would have cut his tongue off this time.
The blonde man instinctively took a few steps back, but now his brain was chaotic, like a concussion.
Li Liushui was shocked again, and even stood up directly, regardless of the serious injury, and said in surprise: "This is Tai Chi?"
Wang Tu smiled indifferently, and his round hands suddenly changed, swinging in the air in a row, fierce as a tiger at one time, dexterous as a snake at one time, and varied.
"Five, Five Elements Fist?" Li Liushui took a few steps forward, wanting to take a closer look at this impossible miracle.
This time, Wang Tu took the initiative to attack, and his fists fell on the blonde man like raindrops, and the fists of the five forms almost hit all over the place.
"You rely on your internal strength, and after you came to Huaxia, you kicked everywhere, thinking that you could fight all over China with free fighting. “
"And you are arrogant and arrogant, but you don't know that those martial arts masters are all external strength, and they can't even reach the entry level of internal strength, and they bully external strength with internal strength, do you have a sense of superiority?"
Wang's hands changed again, swaying back and forth, and the shape was as he wished.
"Now I will use the strength of my internal strength to fight you, and by the way, I will use all the martial arts that you kicked out of the gym. “
How familiar is Wang's words, isn't it the agreement of the blonde man to play Li Liushui at the beginning?
"It's Xingyi Fist!" Li Liushui kept exclaiming.
"It's Dragon Claw Gong!"
"White Eyebrow Fist!"
"Eighteen dozen!"
"Pure Yang Vein!"
Li Liushui shouted out one by one, and the hearts of the audience trembled every time he shouted.
Looking at the royal disciple who violently beat the blonde man on the stage, everyone's hearts were still horrified.
What kind of monster is this, how can it know so many punches!
After taking dozens of punches in a row, the blonde man found a gap to change his fists, and suddenly burst out, his internal strength converged, and there seemed to be several blades condensed on his fists!
"I'm going to kill you with one punch!"