Now that he knows the reason for the opening of the group of death row prisoners, Liu Xiang naturally can't sit still.

A wonderful anti-search and arrest, and the anti-chase began.

Faced with this situation, Liu Xiang had to silently thank the calves of the Liaocheng Military Region in his heart. The month-long intensive training allowed Liu Xiang's anti-search and arrest ability to improve to the extreme.

100 professional soldiers failed to catch Liu Xiang's tail, just rely on these remaining death row prisoners? Hehe!

At dusk, Liu Xiang successfully attacked a two-person team, and two death row prisoners were killed on the spot.

In the middle of the night, Liu Xiang quietly touched the vicinity of a three-person group, and silently killed them in turn while the three of them were asleep. If the other party had not formed a team illegally, Liu Xiang would never have used the method of assassination.

The purpose of going to Hell Island is to break through the limit in the fight for life and death, and the effect of assassination does not help much to increase strength. But Liu Xiang is not a person who does not know how to change, between the breakthrough of strength and the old life, he decisively chose the latter.

In the early hours of the morning, Liu Xiang encountered a lone death row prisoner, and did not use a sneak attack, Liu Xiang directly appeared to fight head-on.

The opponent's strength was tough, and Liu Xiang fought with the opponent for a long time before he used his murderous aura to kill the opponent. Liu Xiang also suffered some minor injuries, but as a masochist, he was just a drizzle. It won't take long to recover with the body's strong self-healing ability.

The counter-chase continues.

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Day 10, Hell Island Center.

Liu Xiang hid in a towering tree and wiped the corners of his eyebrows that were still bleeding, so as not to obstruct his vision with blood.

Through the dense trees, a circular clearing appeared in front of Liu Xiang's eyes, which should be the place where the last helicopter landed.

What Liu Xiang paid special attention to was the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in the open space, with long hair neatly tied behind his head and a clean prison uniform, which made Liu Xiang, who had been fighting for a week, involuntarily raise his heart to the top.

After nearly 10 days of fighting, he can still maintain such an image!

There is only one possibility, this person is far superior to other death row prisoners, at least among the death row prisoners he encounters.

Liu Xiang looked up at the sky, and night was about to fall. Qin Songshan said that the helicopter would only take away the only remaining people in the circular clearing.

After waiting for a long time and no one else came, Liu Xiang did not hesitate, jumped directly from the tree and walked towards the clearing.

The middle-aged man sitting cross-legged moved his ears and turned his head to look in the direction of Liu Xiang.

"I didn't think it was you. A teenager with a special identity! The middle-aged man's deep voice came.

"You know me, too?" Liu Xiang asked in some surprise.

The middle-aged man stood up, patted his buttocks and said casually, "Of course! The three-person team that died in my hands yesterday desperately told me about your importance, even if I didn't want to know. ”

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Liu Xiang's heart sank. Killing the three-person team didn't leave any traces on his body, this guy's strength is absolutely terrifying.

However, Liu Xiang smiled and asked, "Aren't you tempted?" Maybe if I catch it, I'll really be able to find another way to live. ”

"Alive? A bunch of idiots! Even if you escape from Hell Island and gain temporary freedom, how long can you hide in the next Federation-wide raid, and how long can you hide from the forces behind you. The middle-aged man sighed: "There is only one way to live on Hell Island, and that is to kill everyone, including you, and be sent outside the plane, that is the real life and freedom." ”

"Alas!" Liu Xiang also sighed, looked at the middle-aged man and shook his head.

Seeing Liu Xiang's actions, the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and was a little surprised: "What do you mean?" ”

Liu Xiang grinned: "It's nothing, I just think I want to beat you to death, it's not easy to tidy up!" So smart! ”

The middle-aged man was noncommittal to Liu Xiang's words, smiled bitterly and said, "If only I were really that smart!" Halfway through his words, the middle-aged man's voice changed: "Do you want to provoke me first, so that I can miss in anger?" ”

"How so! I just want to..."Liu Xiang suddenly kicked down, and the thunder fist in his right hand instantly thundered the middle-aged man's face, "It's just a sneak attack on you!" ”

Feeling the faint sound of Liu Xiang's fist breaking in the air, the middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, and his right hand hanging down at his side stretched out at an incredible speed, blocking Liu Xiang's fist in Liu Xiang's unbelievable eyes.

The invincible thunder fist was like hitting cotton, and it was completely offset by the soft power in the middle-aged man's hand.

Liu Xiang's right leg shook violently and blasted out the middle-aged man's head, but was blocked by the middle-aged man's left hand that he didn't know when he raised. It was still the power of cotton softness that offset the force on Liu Xiang's feet.

Liu Xiang's heart sank, and he turned around and retreated sharply with his strong physical fitness.

Looking at Liu Xiang's shocked eyes, the middle-aged man did not pursue, and smiled slightly: "This is called Wukong Boxing, I created it myself!" There is no second person in the world. ”

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Liu Xiang's heart was flooded with monstrous waves, a high-level martial artist actually created such a fist method by himself, and he actually blocked the Thunder Fist created by the grandmaster!

"You..." the corners of Liu Xiang's mouth moved slightly, but he only said one word.

The middle-aged man seemed to know what Liu Xiang was going to ask, and said with a smile: "Do you want to ask, how can a person like me be a death row prisoner?" ”

Liu Xiang nodded.

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly became a little gloomy, and he was silent for a while: "I have a daughter, a few years older than you. Her mother died when she was 7 years old, and we have been together for 15 years. ”

"It's ridiculous to say, we have been dependent on each other for our lives, and she takes care of me, a bastard obsessed with martial arts, more than I take care of her, can you imagine a little girl of seven or eight years old, haggling with a vegetable seller like an old lady in the vegetable market? Isn't she cute and sensible? ”

Liu Xiang's heart couldn't help but sink when he heard this, that cute and sensible girl was afraid!

Sure enough, the middle-aged man suddenly said angrily: "But such a well-behaved and sensible child was raped and killed by a little beast on his 22nd birthday!" She's only 22 years old! So, of course my father, who has been taken care of by her for more than ten years, wants to help her avenge! ”

Liu Xiang's eyes froze: "If it's just like this?" You shouldn't be sentenced to death, right? ”

"Of course, if you simply kill that little brute, of course, the crime will not lead to death, and at most you will be given a suspended death sentence. But I couldn't help it, and killed seven members of his family. Isn't he just relying on the money in his family and the great warrior Lao Tzu? I'll let him be a bully in Hell! The middle-aged man said with a hideous look in his eyes.

Liu Xiang suddenly didn't know how to say it, did he sympathize with the other party? Yes, sympathy. But sympathy doesn't mean you can agree, maybe the little beast's family is also at fault. But is it true that the whole family of 7 deserves to die?

What's more important is the information inadvertently revealed in the middle-aged man's words, the great martial artist was actually killed by him!

How is it possible for a high-level martial artist to kill a great martial artist! This is not a simple matter of praising level 4, but praising two great realms! Even Brother Zhou probably can't do it!

But Liu Xiang's intuition told him that what the middle-aged man said was true!

Liu Xiang was silent for a long time and did not speak or attack, and what was even more strange was that the middle-aged man did not attack for some reason.

Liu Xiang suddenly raised his head and said, "What's your name?" ”

"Wei Wukong."

Liu Xiang suddenly made a martial arts salute again: "My name is Liu Xiang." Can you teach me the Empty Fist? ”

The middle-aged man smiled a little: "Liu Xiang, little friend, you have no problem with your brain, right?" We are now in a life-and-death duel, and you asked me to teach you no empty punch? ”

Liu Xiang didn't laugh, but said seriously: "I will definitely win today's battle, so I don't want such a good boxing technique to be lost." ”

Wei Wukong looked at Liu Xiang's expression and was not angry, for some reason he actually felt that Liu Xiang was serious!

After being silent for a while, Wei Wukong suddenly nodded and said the word "good".

Then he really put on a posture and demonstrated Liu Xiang one move at a time.

Liu Xiang followed Wei Wukong's explanation, and even practiced one move at a time.

People who have problems with both brain circuits actually teach martial arts before the life-and-death duel.

One teaches seriously, and the other learns.

If it weren't for Liu Xiang's bloodstained clothes and the corners of his eyes that were still bleeding. Anyone may look like a master teaching his apprentice with all his heart.

As the sun sets, night falls.

Wei Wukong withdrew his hands and feet, looked up at the sky and sighed: "This is Wukong Fist." However, the essence of the real boxing is not in the style. Time is running out, and how much you can comprehend is up to you. ”

Liu Xiang also stopped practicing and bowed: "Senior Wei is really talented, and he actually created such a subtle fist technique with the power of a high-level martial artist. ”

Wei Wukong smiled dumbly: "If you are really a great talent, how can you spend most of your life in the realm of a high-level martial artist." ”

"No, you're wrong. A person's cultivation talent is innate, and it may determine a person's martial arts realm, but it cannot determine a person's achievements. At least in terms of boxing skills, Senior Wei will not be inferior to anyone, even if it is a grandmaster. Liu Xiang responded seriously.

"Hahaha! Even if you compliment me like this, I won't be able to show mercy! There is only one of us alive today. Wei Wukong shook his head and smiled.

Liu Xiang saluted again: "I'm sorry!" I'll be the only one who will survive. I'll carry it forward for you. ”

Wei Wukong was dumbfounded and stopped talking.

Liu Xiang didn't speak anymore, and silently put on an offensive posture.

Wei Wukong nodded, and Liu Xiang's thunderous fist slammed into Wei Wukong's chest in an instant.

Wei Wukong waved his hand to block it, and slapped Liu Xiang with his other hand.

Liu Xiang stretched out his hand, but he didn't completely unload his strength. was blasted out of the way by Yu Wei.

"Come again!" Liu moved his shoulder that had been hit, and attacked Wei Wukong again.

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

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