Chapter 3: One Punch
On a wide flat field, two people are facing each other.
"You can't do it, if you can't do it, get out of the way quickly, save time." In front of a group of burly men, an even more muscular man was speaking, and the muscles on his bare arms were like dragons, and the onlookers were terrified.
"You, you, poof..." Among the people on the other side, a slender and elegant young man was lying on the ground, surrounded by a group of men and women in green clothes, hearing this, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
The group of teenagers and girls looked at the group of big men with angry eyes, and their faces were pale.
One of the beautiful-looking girls was gritting her teeth and said, "Wang Zhong, are you embarrassed to bully us as the Holy Son of Canglongmen?" ”
The voice is crisp and beautiful, and after ordinary people hear it, they can't help but feel pity, but for the group of big men opposite, there is no difference.
That Wang Zhong snorted coldly and said, "Don't care if the Holy Son is not the Holy Son, we are about the same age, so this is not bullying." ”
"You..." The people on the other side were even more angry when they heard this, their faces turned red, and they couldn't wait to take care of this strong man who bullied the small with the big by themselves.
"You, aren't you afraid that the Holy Son of my sect will come back to settle accounts with you?" It was still the girl who spoke, but her original crisp voice was a little hoarse.
"Hmph, this is our righteous and bright competition, even if your sect, sect, and elders come, they can't say anything." Wang Zhong originally wanted to say that their sect master was coming, but when he thought of that kind of character, his heart couldn't help but tremble, and the words that came to his lips changed.
"You—" Before the pretty girl finished speaking, a faint voice came from behind.
"Of course, our sect master and elders naturally don't bother to talk to you."
Hearing this, everyone hurriedly looked back excitedly, a group of people were slowly approaching, led by a young man with a long body and dressed in green clothes, at this time there was a faint smile on the young man's face, and his elegant and indifferent temperament was undoubtedly revealed.
"Senior Brother Qin"
"Senior Brother Qin"
The crowd shouted, and the anger on their faces dissipated, replaced by ecstasy.
Zhao Tianbai took the lead and approached, looked at the young man lying on the ground, and shouted, "What's the matter?" ”
No one around paid attention to him, and everyone's eyes were joyful looking at the long figure slowly approaching, Zhao Tianbai's face was white and red, and his eyes were a little strange.
Qin Jian walked closer, looked at the young man who fell to the ground, frowned, and said, "Is the injury serious?" ”
"It's okay, it's okay." The young man's face was pale, but his eyes were full of fanatical joy.
"Talk less and take care of your injuries." Qin Jian squatted down, the blue light flashed in his hand, a yellow and clear pill appeared in his hand, his palm shook, the pill fell into the mouth of the injured young man accurately, and the injured young man looked at Qin Jian gratefully.
Qin Jian smiled and stood up, the smile on his face had disappeared, replaced by indifference.
Seeing the adoring looks on the faces of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Wang Zhong couldn't help but snort coldly, and took the lead in speaking: "You kid is the first person under the Holy Son?" ”
"Don't dare to be." Qin Jian said expressionlessly.
"Hey, I thought this first person was like, but I didn't expect it to be a kid who didn't have any hair." Wang Zhong said disdainfully, and everyone behind him laughed in unison.
"You, how dare you..."The girl who spoke at the beginning blushed with anger, and her fingers trembled uncontrollably as she pointed at him.
Qin Jian casually pressed his hand, suppressing the boiling atmosphere behind him, he was not angry, his voice was indifferent, and said: "I didn't expect that the so-called Holy Son would be like this, bullying the small with the big and bullying the weak..."
"Nonsense! I didn't bully the small! Wang Zhong was furious when he heard this: "I am as old as you, at most five or six years old, where did I come from to bully the small, if it is a bully, then I can only blame you for not being good at learning!" ”
"Huh?!" Qin Jian said strangely: "It turns out that you are a kid who hasn't grown up?!" ”
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, and countless strange eyes were cast on the long figure in the center.
"You!" Wang Zhong's eyes were about to burst into flames, the muscles in his body trembled, and the explosion between the muscles sounded faintly, he stepped out, and the powerful momentum suddenly swept out of his body.
Qin Jian laughed lightly, his long body did not retreat, but advanced, and a momentum that was not weaker than Wang Zhong erupted from his body, and suddenly cracks appeared on the ground, and smoke and dust gradually spread.
Wang Zhong smiled contemptuously, I don't know what is dead or alive, do you really think that if others call you the first person under the Holy Son, you can compete with the Holy Son head-on?
The pale yellow Xuan Qi bloomed under his feet, and the tiger-like body suddenly enveloped Qin Jian's body, and the huge fist blasted towards Qin Jian's head.
Everyone couldn't help but exclaim, why didn't the first person under the Holy Son dodge, was he stupid?
Qin Jian's black hair scattered backwards, with a faint smile on his face, his five fingers clenched, and a punch burst out, directly colliding with Wang Zhong's huge fist under countless frightened gazes.
The violent momentum was centered on the fists of the two, swept out in all directions, and the invisible fluctuations rippled in all directions, and the onlookers were so frightened that they fled in all directions, and some people who couldn't escape were swept away by the leaking Xuan Qi storm, and spit out a large mouthful of blood, falling on the ground in the distance.
Since the Xuanjing vein is at the junction of the two major sects this time, relatively speaking, the news is more flexible, so there are quite a lot of people who come to watch this struggle, but this time, the complicated scene is even more chaotic.
The two people at the center of the storm did not move, still maintaining a posture of confrontation.
Wang Zhong looked at the young man in front of him who was a head shorter than himself with a horrified look, the young man still had a faint smile on his face, he was faintly uneasy in his heart, sure enough, as soon as the idea fell, a momentum that was even more violent than before poured out from Qin Jian's fist, and the blue light on the fist gradually bloomed.
As soon as the onlookers were a little farther away, they saw a huge figure flying backwards and falling heavily on the ground, and suddenly the sky was full of smoke and dust, and the ground couldn't help but shake.
Everyone's eyes turned, and they all looked at the long figure that slowly straightened up in shock, the green robe was windless, the black hair flew back, and the tall body seemed to be able to support the whole world.
One punch, just one punch blasted the Holy Son of the Canglong Sect away...
The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect in the rear shouted excitedly, and the fiery atmosphere spread, and the opposite of the atmosphere of the Heavenly Sword Sect were the disciples of the Canglong Sect on the opposite side, a group of people looked at the figure with pale faces and frightened eyes.
The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect all flocked to Qin Jian's surroundings, looking at Qin Jian with admiration or excitement, Qin Jian smiled faintly and put his gaze on the Canglong Sect disciples in the distance.
Those disciples were immediately frightened by the glimpse of his sharp gaze, and hurriedly lifted Wang Zhong, who did not know the life and death on the ground, and stepped back.
After a while, the people of Canglong Gate disappeared from everyone's eyes, Qin Jian turned his gaze to the crowd who were watching from a distance, arched his hand towards them, and a faint voice sounded: "Everyone, the Xuanjing vein here has been explored by my Heavenly Sword Sect, so you should leave for the time being." ”
Seeing that Qin Jian had the intention of driving people away, everyone knew that they and others could not take advantage of it, so they turned around and left one after another.
In just a few minutes, there were only people from the Heavenly Sword Sect left in this noisy area.