Different from the tragic emotions of Tian and Jin, Wu Qi is very calm, seeing that he is about to be beaten, and he can still change his face, which will make people think that his psychological quality is very strong.

Actually, it's not, the reason why he can be so calm is that he has a bottom in his heart, and a sanda skill card is pinched in the palm of his hand.

After a period of hard work, Wu Qi's combat effectiveness has improved a lot, and it is not a problem for one person to deal with two peers, but it is pure nonsense to fight one against eight.

It was different with the Sanda skill card, Wu Qi took the lead and punched out, hitting the nose of the person in front of him, and the blood immediately flowed down.

The punch was like a program, and he took a small step back and kicked out with a combination of speed and force, kicking a man out of the air.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound in the distance, the sound of the man landing on the ground.

The exercise has made his physical fitness better, and he has already had the experience of using the Sanda skill card twice, so that he can exert the more powerful power of this card and burst out stronger combat power.

His punches and kicks are simple, direct and powerful, and every time he strikes, he hits the enemy's weak point, throat, lower body, or waist and eye, which can be called a one-hit kill.

With a strong shot, like a martial arts master, Wu Qi solved eight sturdy youths, and it didn't take two minutes in total. Real martial arts or technical attacks are like this, to be fast, accurate, and ruthless, three moves and two styles can solve the battle, and it will not drag on to dozens of moves, that is a novel.

The real master has made a move, and the moves are all aimed at the enemy's weakness, as long as he hits, he will make the opponent lose the ability to resist and defeat the enemy with one blow.

Of course, in the process of fighting, he himself was not unscathed, he was hit several times on his body, and he was also smashed with a chair.

No matter how powerful a master is, it is impossible to fight dozens of people by himself, sweep a large area with three punches and two feet, and not even a grain of dust on his body, that is not reality, that is also a novel.

In group battles, you must not only be able to fight, but also be able to resist, when fighting, you must protect the weak points on your body, try to meet the enemy's fists with relatively hard places such as your back, arms and head, and then look for opportunities to defeat the enemy with one blow.

Tian Hao and Jin Feipeng mustered up enough courage to prepare for a fight, who would have thought, before it was their turn to make a move, the eight people had already been dealt with by Wu Qi.

"This ...... This, master! ”

"It's amazing, the bachelor is a martial arts master."

The two were shocked, not only them, but there was another person who was also shocked, that is, Zhao Yingjun.

Originally, Zhao Yingjun planned well, first find a few people to beat the three of them, and then, the real thugs left, leaving the two students of the school who were bought by him to stay and go to the Academic Affairs Office to complain.

The last time he calculated Jin Feipeng, he achieved very good results, and this time, he came to this set again, but the result was much more than he expected.

The plan had just begun, and it was out of his control and prediction, he didn't expect Wu Qi to be so good at fighting, more than eight fights at a time.

Drinking beer, eating skewers, and sitting leisurely watching the play, Zhao Yingjun suddenly had a sense of superiority, it is good to be rich and powerful, and there are ways to deal with those old turtles.

There was a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, ready to watch the picture of Wu Qi being beaten badly, but suddenly, this smile froze, Zhao Yingjun's eyes showed surprise, and his face changed to an expression of disbelief.

Wu Qike didn't care what Zhao Yingjun felt and reacted to, at this time, he only had a anger to vent, and the culprit was in front of him, how could he let it go.

With a bad spirit, he strode in front of Zhao Yingjun, looked at him condescendingly, and the pressing pressure made his face pale and stood up in a panic.

When he stood up, he stumbled, turned over the chair, and propped himself up on the corner of the table, and then stood firm, and said in horror: "You...... What do you want? ”

"Some small frictions and misunderstandings between classmates, you actually retaliated in such a vicious way, it is ruthless enough, today, I have to teach you how to behave."

Anger rolled in his heart, Wu Qi didn't want to say more, he directly moved, went up and punched him, knocked him to the ground, and kicked it hard.

Tian Hao and Jin Feipeng have been in a sluggish state, things have changed too quickly, too incredible, and they can't be made up like this.

When he recovered from his dizziness and sluggishness, he found that Wu Qi had knocked Zhao Yingjun to the ground, and he was still kicking with his feet, kicking it "bang", and it hurt to listen to it.

"Single, don't fight, don't fight, if you beat again, you will die."

Tian Hao came over to persuade him.

It's not that Tian Hao doesn't hate Zhao Yingjun, it's just that he was beaten to the point that his head was bleeding and dying, and he panicked.

Jin Feipeng hated him the most, he was ruthlessly calculated, not only beaten, but also punished by the school, I don't know how to hate him in my heart, I want to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

Looking at Wu Qi and Zhao Yingjun, Jin Feipeng's heart was so cool, he felt that thousands of pores all over his body were stretched out together, transparent from the inside out.

He couldn't wait for Wu Qi to beat him more fiercely, break his tendons and fracture him, and he couldn't take care of himself for the rest of his life, but reason told him that he must not do this, otherwise, things would go wrong.

"Anger, anger, bachelor, anger, don't beat him out."

Calming down, Jin Feipeng also hurriedly persuaded him.

Although Wu Qi was angry, there was an urge to beat him up in his heart, but he was still measured, and he didn't shoot to death, Zhao Yingjun looked very miserable, his head was broken and bleeding, in fact, it was mostly skin injuries.

felt that the fight was almost over, and after the two persuaded him again, he stopped, turned around and left, and didn't look at Zhao Yingjun anymore.

found the boss and accompanied him for two hundred yuan, Wu Qi, Tian Hao, and Jin Feipeng left, and it didn't take long for the roaring sound of the ambulance to sound.

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Hospital, VIP ward, Zhao Yingjun was lying on the bed "humming chirping".

"Son, what's wrong with you, who got a thousand cuts to beat you like this."

A woman entered the ward, lay on Zhao Yingjun and cried, crying and scolding.

"Okay, don't cry, it's nothing, there's nothing to cry about."

A middle-aged man said irritably.

The woman was like a tigress on the verge of rage, successfully ignited by the middle-aged man, and said: "Zhao Xiongfeng, you are a wreck, your son has been beaten like this, you have no expression." ”

Zhao Xiongfeng frowned and said: "I haven't figured it out yet, how can I say that your son is also unconscious, I haven't seen him work hard in his studies, and he fools around outside all day long, what kind of good result can he get together." ”

"What! You can still blame your son for this, Zhao Xiongfeng, you have to figure it out, now it's your own son who is beaten, you don't care at all, right? ”

The woman roared like a female beast guarding her cubs.

Zhao Xiongfeng shook his head and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I will make the decision for my son, but before that, should I figure out what happened, otherwise, I don't even know who to take revenge on." ”

"Yes, son, tell your dad who hit you."

The woman crawled to Zhao Yingjun's hospital bed again, urging him and winking at him.

Zhao Yingjun is still a strong look. After doing it, he said aggrievedly: "I was beaten by a few roommates......"

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The first chapter is delivered.