357 Killing Sticks
"You're Chen Wei, right? The patriarch had already said you would come a few days ago, why are you here now?!"
When Chen Wei just walked to the gate of the beast fang, the loud door was opened from the inside, and then four strong men walked out from the door, divided into four corners and stood in front of Chen Wei, one of them squinted at Chen Wei, and then spoke coldly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Not only that, but when I came, I didn't come to the beast shop in time to report to us, and I was still sitting outside as a demigod, hum!"
As soon as the man's words fell, the man standing in the other corner in front of Chen Wei also opened his mouth coldly.
"I'm late because of ......"
At the same time as the four people came forward, Chen Wei scanned the bodies of the four people with a pair of eyes, and at a glance, the aura exuded by any of these four people was stronger than Mu Long, if he was allowed to fight against the previous person, but if it was one against four, then he would not be sure at all, Chen Wei fixed his mind and opened his mouth to distinguish the way.
"We don't care what reason you come late, just follow the rules, but whoever comes late will have to suffer certain consequences! Originally, you only need to take ten kills, if you are one day late, it will be doubled, and if you are three days late, according to the rules, you will receive forty sticks!"
Before Chen Wei could finish speaking, suddenly the man behind opened his mouth, and then a muffled sound came from behind him, and when Chen Wei was about to move away, suddenly the two people in front of him shot out together from the left and right, and swung their big fists towards his chest.
Seeing the fists of the two of them waving, Chen Wei's heart sank, and he didn't have to think about it to know that the four people around him must have done it together, in order to subdue him.
Just as he was stunned, the muffled sound behind him had reached the top of his head, and he only had time to stretch out his arm, and a net-like thing had fallen down from the top of his head, and a "boom" sound had fallen on his body.
I don't know what kind of material the net is woven from, and when it falls on his body, the spiritual power that Chen Wei had just emitted suddenly stagnated, stopped radiating outward, and then was enclosed in the body by the forbidden spell, and it couldn't be dispersed at all.
In this case, the strength he struggled with was entirely from his own body, without the slightest spiritual power at all.
If there is no spiritual power to help, then he is just an ordinary person whose body is slightly stronger than ordinary people, if you really want to give an example, then Chen Wei's physical strength without spiritual support is about the same as that of a gym coach.
And most of the people living in this era are mainly refining their bodies, the patriarch is like this, the patriarch's son Mu Long is like this, and the four strong men in front of him are even more so, and with Chen Wei's fitness coach-like body, how can he compare with the four specially trained buddies in front of him?
So when the net was on his body, before he could react, the net suddenly retracted inward, and then his feet went limp, and then the whole person fell down top-heavy.
Due to the lack of spiritual protection, in a muffled sound of "bang", his head hit the ground heavily, he only felt a heart-piercing pain in the back of his head, and his eyes were black for a while, and in this darkness, he seemed to see the stars that would only appear at night, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily grinned, "hissing" and gasping.
Before he could fully recover his senses, his feet that fell to the ground were raised, and then he felt that his body was light, and there was a feeling of sharpening behind him, and he was dragged backwards in a dizziness, and with a soft "bang", he only felt that his head hit the gate of the railing, and then jumped on the ground and moved towards the door.
"Torture batons, please!"
As soon as he was thrown to the ground, an indifferent voice came from the mouth of one of the strong men, faintly into the ears of Chen Wei, who was dizzy.
Half a minute later, there was a "whoosh" sound in his ears, and then the sound became more and more sharp, and instantly reached the top of Chen Wei's buttocks, and then there was a "snap", and a dull sound of a blunt object hitting the flesh sounded.
In the muffled sound of blunt flesh, bursts of tearing pain came, waking him up from that dizzy state, and with a "whoosh" throat, he was like a fish off the shore, his upper half of his height was raised, his neck was extended, his mouth opened into an O-shape, and his face was red and about to ooze blood.
"Nima, this group of Chenzi wants the life of the old capital, I'll wipe it!"
As the second stick fell, Chen Wei, whose face was twisted into a ball from pain, squeezed out these words from between his teeth.
Then he immediately remembered that when the four people who were beating him with sticks released the net woven of unknown materials, they only let their spiritual power be imprisoned in their bodies and could not be released, not that they could not run.
When he thought of this, the strong man's third stick had already fallen with a sharp whistling, and when he felt that the stick was about to fall on his hips again, Chen Wei's divine thoughts surged towards the spiritual sea, and the spiritual sea instantly boiled, and the spiritual power in the spiritual sea also tumbled, and under his conscious control, most of them surged to the buttocks along the meridians.
When the stick in the strong man's hand landed on his hips, his spiritual power also happened to be pouring to the place where the stick fell.
In Chen Wei's prediction, even if the stick fell on his buttocks, with the use of spiritual power, even if he suffered a little flesh wound, it would not be as serious as the injury just now, and no matter how he said it, he would no longer have to suffer from that heart-piercing pain.
But the ideal is the ideal after all, and there will always be a considerable gap with the reality, take the current situation as an example, when the wooden stick in the strong man's hand fell to the buttocks, the surging spiritual power did not play a role as he imagined, but when the stick fell on his flesh, as the flesh was pressed, the spiritual power that was still surging was pressed down by the stick without warning, and turned backwards along the meridians to the inner spiritual sea.
After the stick left the flesh, the oppressed spiritual power suddenly stagnated, and surged towards his flesh along the meridians.
Now this feeling is definitely an extremely "wonderful" experience for Chen Wei, while the skin and flesh are hot and painful, there is also a sour feeling in the meridians, that feeling is like hundreds of ants in his meridians at the same time, directly clenching the root of his teeth and rolling his eyes, and his mouth is full of syllables that don't speak to others, even he himself can't understand.
In Chen Wei's mouth, the stick in the strong man's hand fell on his hip again and again.
Perhaps because of the reasons he had cultivated, during the entire beating, Chen Wei was stunned to remain sober, and clearly felt that the stick fell on the flesh like a stormy wave, and the one that hit his buttocks was called a mountain and a tsunami.
(To be continued.) )