Chapter 703: Contest

As soon as the words came out, the stubble man felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and even his bones were a little cold, and when he looked up, he saw that the two beauties on the other side were staring at him.

What is the situation, but it is just a heavy word, how can it seem that the two women on the other side are about to come and kill themselves.

But before he could start to get scared, a stream of heat rushed out of the dantian, this feeling was an aphrodisiac!

In the eyes of others, the stubble man's eyes were red, and his eyes fell on the two beauties sitting opposite, as if he was about to pounce.

In fact, he did the same, but as soon as he got up, he was hit in the chest by a chopstick, and he just sat in place.

The stubble man's entire cheeks were already soaked with sweat, his lips trembled up and down, and his expression was quite painful.

The square face stood up directly and smiled at me, "I didn't expect that Your Excellency is deeply hidden, but if you make a move on the boundary of this Guangcheng, you don't take my dealer seriously." ”

"I'm looking for the dealer!" I raised my right hand, lifted the table, and pushed it at him.

At the same time, he took two steps to the side, summoned his armguards, and moved forward.

There was a 'clanging' sound, and as soon as I shook my hand, a piece of iron nail fell to the ground.

There was a roar, and the flying table was smashed into several pieces, revealing the square face with fists behind it.

The people around him ran and fell, and the scene was chaotic, but the expression of the square face did not change.

"It turns out that you are here for our dealer, okay, I'll let you know today!"

As I spoke, Cube Face rushed towards me, and his suit swelled up.

That's right, how could that square face match such a thin body, it seems that some kind of secret technique was used to hide the muscles.

To deal with this kind of person, I didn't use my sword, a stream of Yang True Qi flowed into my right arm, and I bowed my body in stride, and punched in front of me.

A gust of wind blew through the street, making a creaking sound as the small lights in front of the store blew a few times.

There was a loud 'boom' from the next room, and a set of tables and chairs under the lamp was smashed alive.

After half a bang, a man rose from the broken wood, his clothes shredded into strips of cloth, his chest heaving rapidly, obviously injured.

I walked over slowly, and said to the panting square face, "That's it, it seems that your dealer is just like that." ”

The triangular eyes of the square face flashed with a fine light, and the person suddenly accelerated and rushed towards me.

I straddled my legs sideways, my body half-arched, and I hit a tiger pose again.

The fists of the two made contact again, and a whirlwind burst out from front of them, and the square face opened its mouth and spurted out a stream of blood, and fell backwards.

His chest was wide open, and he only had to take one more step forward to knock him out.

But I didn't, because I sensed a hint of danger.

It turned out that there was nothing wrong with this, and while the guy was flying upside down, a white shadow emerged from the ground in the middle and rushed into the sky.

If I really pursued just now, even if I reacted extremely quickly and could summon the arm guards in time to resist, I would still have to be held up by the white shadow and suffer some injuries.

Cubeface collapsed into the broken pieces of wood again, but he quickly got up and was a little stronger than before.

It turned out that he practiced the clavicle technique, which is a horizontal hand-to-hand combat technique, and the practitioner's bones are much taller than ordinary people.

However, in order to look normal, the practitioner often practiced some thaumaturgy that disguised and shrunk his bones, which is why his face and body looked so incongruous.

The white shadow fell from the sky, swirled and fell into Cubeface's hand.

It was a whip made of paper, white from top to bottom, with many irregular white whiskers parting from the whip.

Although it may seem ridiculous, the dealer is an expert at playing with paper, and the weapon in his hand is definitely not a joke.

I stood up and clapped my hands, "May I ask which of the bankers' sons is Your Excellency, and you should exchange your names before you start." ”

The height of the square face at this time was already more than two meters, he wrapped the paper whip in his hand, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and said, "I, Zhuang Batian, my father is the chairman of Zhuang International, Zhuang Yunhuan." ”

It turned out to be the son-in-law of the second boss of the banker, no wonder he was so arrogant, and he wanted to rob the people's daughter, but this time he met us, and he was unlucky.

"It turned out to be Zhuang Gongzi, I heard that the family has not been going well recently, didn't you come out to relax?" I kicked the stubble man rushing to the side and continued.

Zhuang Batian's two triangular eyes suddenly widened, and the paper whip in his hand fell on the ground, and a long seal was smashed on the ground, and he said fiercely, "What are you, you dare to criticize our dealer, look at it!" ”

As he spoke, he raised his arm and whipped me.

The speed of the whip was very fast, and it was in front of me in an instant, and I just turned my body to the side and punched the whip with one punch.

There was a paper sound, and the whip was cut off by the Void Breaking Sword Qi.

Zhuang Batian only hesitated for a few seconds, then rushed forward with his whip again.

The broken part of the whip gave birth to a few scraps of paper, which quickly twisted together to make up for the broken half.

I was not afraid, I rushed forward towards him, and the steps under my feet were secretly in line with the Qimen gossip, which was the first time I used the Gangbu of Shimen.

Gangbu is different from the spirit snake footwork, and it has a clear purpose to make it, and this step is to play a fire talisman.

The talisman needs to be powered by the wind, so when I was halfway through, a few air currents began to flow around me, converging towards my left hand.

At this time, the white paper whip was also drawn, and with the blessing of the Heavenly Eye, I took another step forward, missed the whip, and then hit a yellow talisman on the whip.

Zhuang Batian screamed, and the person also rushed to me, stretched out his thick arms, and threw two punches at my head.

These two punches also have some doorways, and there is a faint circle of black air around the fists, and there is a cry among them.

It's a wraith! This guy's fist contains a large number of resentful spirits, and this style has an obvious restraint effect on the orthodox Dao.

I didn't go to hard connection, I withdrew my half-stretched right hand, turned to my left hand full of Xuanyin qi, and pointed out a few times at the side of the two fists in a row, and the spirit snake style launched it with all its might.

In Zhuang Batian's opinion, the kid on the opposite side just relied on his brisk skills, and he withdrew after a few punches, obviously still quite jealous of his pair of bloody fists blessed by witchcraft.

Since he was a child, under the guidance of the elders of his family, he practiced this evil way fist method called Soul Breaker, and before each practice, he had to soak his fist in a basin of blood water for half an hour.