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The hand of the Seven Kills was retracted in time, and the palm protected by the steel lock fist gloves firmly caught the Hidden Blade.

"Let's stop the nonsense......" Seven Kills' eyes cast a cold gaze, as if to announce...... He's going to be serious.

Xiao Si exerted his wrist, broke the Hidden Blade by himself, broke free from the opponent's control, and threw out the claw blade with his hand, slashing away.

Bang -

It's the sound of fists hitting flesh.

But it sounds more like a moving car hitting a cow.

Xiao Si's hand had just been raised, and the fist of Seven Kills had already hit him in the chest.

This punch came first, as fast as lightning.

A large mouthful of blood spurted out of Wang Xizhi's mouth, and his figure flew upside down.

At this moment, everyone watching the game fell silent, and they looked at the screen with bated breath, reminiscing about the terrifying blow.

The punch of the Seven Kills is not a skill, he just opened his soul intent - "Supreme Fist"

The effect of this soul intent is simple and direct, that is, it allows him to hit "the strongest punch that can be played with his own ability", which can be regarded as a weakened version of the "extreme efficiency" of the rain.

Of course, the effect is weaker, and the consumption is less. The mental power consumption after the Seven Kills turned on the "Supreme Fist" state is naturally not as high as that of the rain.

An evening breeze swept through the wasteland......

Xiao sighed to the ground, his survival value was still 36, and his broken ribs cut through his viscera, leaving him with a [bleeding] effect that could not be lifted with a bandage.

The blow just now had almost shattered his victory.

At the moment of being hit, Xiao Si's breath and blood condensed like ice and snow. In his eyes, time seemed to stand still at that moment...... He didn't even feel the pain, he just felt the sight freeze for a moment, and then he swept backwards...... When he came back to his senses, he had fallen to the ground, and the pain that spread all over his body came up in bursts.

Fear...... It was so familiar, he seemed to have experienced it. That was a long time ago...... He had fallen to the ground like this, watching helplessly as a tall figure approached him.

The feeling of déjà vu is so vague and so clear......

…………

Ten years ago, S City.

In an alley, four thugs in their twenties were beating up a junior high school student who was much thinner than them.

In the corner of this cul-de-sac, there is another boy in a junior high school uniform. It was a chubby, freckled child. His expression was full of fear and cringe, and even though he knew that the violence in front of him was caused by himself, he did not dare to say a word.

"Cut...... I don't think there's any reaction anymore. One of the gangsters said.

Another person continued, "Obviously just a junior high school ghost, but he dares to meddle with Lao Tzu's affairs?" ”

The boy who had been beaten was lying on his side at this time, and he had been beaten to the point that he could not move, but he had not yet completely fainted.

Seeing this, the four stopped punching and kicking, and took out cigarettes one after another to light them.

"Hey...... Fatso. One of the thugs turned to the boy in the corner and said, "Do you know him?" ”

"No...... I don't know. The fat man replied timidly.

"Hah!" When the man heard this, he kicked the boy on the ground again, "TMD! Sick in the brain, when you are a hero? Hahaha......"

"Huh......," the companion next to him spat out his cigarette, "I've only heard of heroes saving beauty, but I've never seen heroes save pigs." ”

As soon as these words came out, the four of them burst into laughter.

A few seconds later, one of them spat on the ground and stomped on the young man's head, "Boy, you really have a kind of ...... you really dare to come over" He pointed at the fat man in the corner with his cigarette in his hand, "That kid volunteered to be our ATM, it's your business!" ”

It turned out that the teenager who was beaten saw the four thugs blackmailing others and tried to come over to stop them.

"Phew! Wait, I just found out, this kid's shoes are a famous brand. One person said, "It's more than a thousand dollars a pair." ”

"I'll see...... It can't be fake, right? "Another humane.

"Hmph...... Not like. The man, "You see that this kid is white and clean, except for the school uniform, he is all brand-name......" He paused for a moment and sneered, "It's not a rich man's son, right?" ”

"Oh, the rich second generation?" Another humane.

"Huh...... This little master, you must think that you are very noble, right? A thug squatted down and grabbed the boy's hair, "The thing I look down on most is a hypocritical dog like you." He got up and walked a few steps, picking up a rusty iron pipe.

"Hey...... Don't kill anyone. Even his accomplices were a little panicked, after all, the boy had been beaten to the point of going into shock, and if he hit him with a hard object, he was afraid that something would happen.

"Huh...... Feel relieved. The thug picked up the iron pipe, walked towards the young man, and said with a sneer, "Gao Fushuai, you like to be heroes and show off, don't you?" Brother will ruin your face today first, so that you won't be handsome in the future. As he spoke, he lifted up the iron pipe......

Five minutes later......

Feng Bujue, who was wearing the same school uniform as Wang Sizhi, appeared at the mouth of the alley. He still had words in his mouth, "Ah...... He was left to copy the book again...... Xiao Si should have gone back by himself......"

He muttered as his gaze casually swept into the alley, almost causing the blood to flow backwards from Feng Buyi's body.

He saw ...... His own friend Wang sighed, holding an iron pipe in his hand, and slapped an adult's head.

The adult was lying on his back on the ground, his right leg spasming and twitching...... But he didn't make a sound, perhaps...... I can't make a sound anymore.

In the alley, there were three other adults, each with a bloody face, lying motionless on the ground. Their limbs were all bent in a very strange way, obviously completely broken......

"Hey! Feed! Feng Bujue roared as he ran ahead.

Xiao sighed and looked up at Brother Jue.

That scene, Feng Bujue has not forgotten it so far...... It was an expression he had never seen on Wang Sizhi's face.

That face was calm and gloomy, as if he had seen through the red dust and read all the vicissitudes of life, which was not at all the expression that a teenager should have.

The drops of blood splashed on his cheeks hadn't dried up, but he didn't care...... And without the slightest mercy, he struck the iron weapon again and again on the head of a man who had no ability to resist.

Feng Bujue could see it clearly, and Wang sighed's pupils at that time...... There was a hint of red......

…………

"I didn't expect to be forced by you to use this move...... "Seven Kills walked towards Xiao Si, "This is the hole card that is going to be saved for the Battle of the Butterflies......" he sighed, "It deserves praise." But...... I still have to say something...... When it comes to martial arts, I don't think I'm going to lose to anyone, so ...... I'm sorry! ”

He sighed to the ground and threw his fist down.

But...... This punch was also empty.

"Huh?" Seven Kills was stunned, "Can you still move......" he looked up, "Or should I say...... Haven't given up yet? ”

"Hehe......" sneered, a weird sneer, "In terms of martial arts, you think you don't lose anyone?" Xiao Xi's tone changed, becoming extremely arrogant, "It's up to you?" (To be continued)