Chapter 5 Iron Hand Barricades!
The commission is complete!
Wu Xiaode was relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, the boy on the other side spoke.
"What the hell do you want to do? What do you mean by these flowers being offered to me? He said coldly.
Wu Xiaode glanced at the other party, and saw that the boy had clenched his fists, as if he would make a move at any time.
This boy is more than 1.9 meters tall, and not only that, but his waist, neck, and legs are very thick.
Wu Xiaode couldn't help but be vigilant.
Generally speaking, people who can really fight will not be bluffed by the kind of guy who is full of muscles.
First of all.
Weight itself is a great advantage, fat will bring strength and endurance, and muscle all over the body means low body fat, which is really not as good as fat, at least fat can be buffered.
And this is a fight.
There are no rules for a real fight at all, and if there is one, there is only one-
Unscrupulous will want you to die.
In this most primitive and brutal fight, anything can be used.
Of course, when the other party is too strong, this rule becomes "run away by any means".
Wu Xiaode has seen an old gangster back then, when he was surrounded and killed by a group of people, he pulled out the other party's eyeballs and ate them.
Taking advantage of the efforts to deter the gang, the old gangster cut a few, relying on his rough skin and thick flesh, and successfully escaped from the encirclement.
That's what it's like to fight.
There was a bad aura on the boy in front of him, and he looked like a tiger's back, and he didn't know what the result would be when he really fought.
But at this moment, Wu Xiaode suddenly felt a warmth all over his body.
This warmth comes from the depths of the soul, as if an unprecedented force is thriving.
There are hundreds of limbs and bones, and there are warm currents rushing.
Lines of small ice crystal print also appeared on the Book of the Dead at the right time:
"You're already a professional with 3 soul powers."
"Your personal strength will continue to improve in one minute, reaching three times the level of ordinary people, and your soul strength will also increase accordingly."
"Please keep waiting, when your soul strength stabilizes, that ancestral spirit will complete his thanksgiving gift."
Thrice......
That's great news.
However, Wu Xiaode is still not ready to make a move now.
After all, if you can't fight, you won't fight.
But it's not always a good thing to get into trouble with someone to the point of fighting.
The best strategy at the moment is to wait for the ancestral spirit's thank you to arrive, and see if he can bring him some way to deal with the current situation.
Wu Xiaode coughed lightly, and said with sincerity on his face:
"This classmate, the time has come to test you."
Everyone was quiet and waited for what he would say.
The tall boy's face was even colder, and he even brought a little murderous intent.
Wu Xiaode sensed.
I don't know if it's because I became a professional, or if I've felt the world-crushing aura of a giant.
At this moment, he could feel the murderous intent on the other party.
He continued:
"Classmate, we're going to throw these flowers in the trash now, please listen to the question-"
"What kind of garbage are flowers in garbage sorting?"
The tall boy was stunned.
The onlookers were all stunned.
"That's all you want to tell him?" Sun Mingyue couldn't help but ask.
"Ladies and gentlemen, it's like this - we are doing a campus civilization knowledge promotion today, specifically talking about garbage classification - these flowers are props." Wu Xiaode showed a serious expression.
Sun Mingyue was dumbfounded.
What about confession?
is obviously a confession, and his reputation will be even louder because of it.
But how did it become garbage sorting?
The tall boy didn't speak for a moment, not even knowing how to react.
The crowd erupted in disappointment.
After doing it for a long time, it turned out to be just public welfare publicity and knowledge popularization activities, and I thought I could eat melons here.
Many people were too lazy to look at it, so they scattered and walked in the direction of the cafeteria.
A line of frosty small print then emerged:
"Combat Tip: You killed the entire confession ritual."
Wu Xiaode shook his head slightly.
What is there to remind of this, instead of reminding yourself of this, it is better to let yourself get the gift of the ancestral spirit as soon as possible.
However, there are no new hints in the Void.
The boy spoke: "I'm Li Zheng, the president of the Free Fighting Club, this classmate, what is your name?" Which department? β
"Zhao Ziang, a freshman in the Chinese department," Wu Xiaode said in a positive tone, "Li Zheng, I have seen you speak at the conference, wow, that is really great." β
He said as he gave a thumbs up to the other party.
The president should have spoken often.
I'll praise you now.
- I've praised you, and you still want to do it with me?
That's not good.
After all, I wasn't your original goal.
"Zhao Ziang, right, is it fun to play me in public? Come, we've done it. β
Li Zheng laughed and walked towards Wu Xiaode step by step, making a sound of bone activity on his body.
Wu Xiaode suddenly had a realization in his heart-
The other party is serious.
Is it because he ruined their plans? Or something else?
There is too little intelligence.
Completely unaware of the other party's intentions.
It seems that he really replaced Zhao Junyu and fell into this killing robbery.
Between the lightning and flint, a line of small ice crystal characters quickly emerged:
"Your soul has stabilized, and its strength has reached three times that of an ordinary person."
"The thank-you gift is coming."
At the same time as the small words appeared, a low and old voice sounded in Wu Xiaode's heart:
"Boy, I'll send you something."
As soon as the words fell.
Wu Xiaode suddenly lost control of his body.
- It's as if you are possessed by something, and you can only watch, but you can't stop your body from making movements one by one.
He stood alone in the middle of the playground, with his hands behind his back, and his whole person showed a completely different temperament from before.
"I haven't done it in person for many years, and it is a blessing that you can fight with me, and you should kneel down and thank you."
His voice was a little different from usual, with a sense of vicissitudes and arrogance.
Li Zheng was stunned, and suddenly laughed: "Okay! Good! Good! Arrogant boy, what do you think you are? Watch me pin you to the ground and beat you like a dead dog! β
After speaking, his figure flashed, and the whole person suddenly increased his speed and rushed towards Wu Xiaode with all his strength.
With his body quality, I'm afraid he can directly knock Wu Xiaode into the air!
Wu Xiaode's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a blade, and he said in a low voice: "It's too slow." β
I saw that his body was slightly on one side, and a punch was struck out like lightning.
Boom!
There was a dull thud.
Li Zheng was hit in the waist and eye by this punch, and the whole person flew out and rolled dozens of meters on the grass.
There was silence.
Wu Xiaode maintained the action of boxing, and said with a look of regret on his face: "You are the worst generation I have ever beaten. β
Li Zheng gritted his teeth, got up from the grass, and shouted, "Come again!" β
He kicked the ground with his feet, his body flashed continuously, and he rushed towards Wu Xiaode wildly.
Wu Xiaode took a step on the spot, and his hands turned into fists.
"Drink!"
Wu Xiaode spun around, avoided Li Zheng's collision, and slapped him the back.
Li Zheng was shot out, hit the ground, and rolled dozens of meters again.
"Too weak, I can kill you when I'm five years old." Wu Xiaode sighed.
Li Zheng was originally lying on the ground, and was stunned when he heard this, and then let out an angry howl, and said with a distorted face: "I want you to die!" Zhao Ziang, I want to kill you with one shot! β
He reached into his arms.
An inexplicable atmosphere quietly enveloped the audience.
Just now he said-
Gun?
One of the students shouted loudly, "Run!" β
More people reacted, and quickly erupted into screams, running in all directions.
Time passes slowly.
Li Zheng didn't find anything.
"What are you looking for?" Wu Xiaode asked for a long time.
Li Zheng's face gradually turned from angry to pale, his lips trembled, and his head was covered with cold sweat.
"It's you, it must be you, give it back to me!" He said.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Wu Xiaode said lightly.
Li Zheng suddenly whistled and said loudly: "Brothers, help me him!" β
Behind the crowd, more than two dozen tall boys responded.
They laughed and surrounded Wu Xiaode.
"So many people, do you dare to take it out? Call you crazy, and die now! β
Li Zheng, whose face was covered in blood, roared.
Wu Xiaode squinted at the group of boys, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his face was full of disdain.
At the same time, the old voice sounded in his heart again:
"Boy, the gun is in your hand, whether you use a gun or a fist, you pick one."
Wu Xiaode said without hesitation: "Senior, let's use our fists." β
"Why?" The old voice asked.
"These people have no grievances or enmity with me, and the purpose of our fight is not to kill people, but to uphold justice and calm people." Wu Xiaode said.
- Fighting is to calm things down? How did I hear about it for the first time?
The old man's voice paused, and he asked with a smile:
"But what if the other person deceives people too much?"
"Call the police." Wu Xiaode said.
"What if the other party wants to kill your whole family, and you don't have time to call the police?" The old voice insisted.
"There are guns with guns, no guns with knives, no knives with fists, and they fight until they die." Wu Xiaode said.
"Tsk, you have a fixed sea needle, you are free to measure, and you are full of martial virtues, boy, if you are given a Qingyun Dao in the future, you will not turn into a dragon flying into the sky?" The old voice exclaimed sincerely.
While the two were talking, the twenty or so boys had already run over most of the distance, and they would surround Wu Xiaode in less than ten seconds.
"Look at it." The old voice said.
When the words fell, Wu Xiaode only felt that his knees were slightly bent and he was in a posture on the spot.
Countless images flashed through Wu Xiaode's mind.
These scenes are all scenes of martial arts professionals fighting with their enemies, and they are as deeply imprinted as an imprint in Wu Xiaode's memory, and they can no longer be forgotten.
When the two dozen tall boys rushed towards himβ
Wu Xiaode watched himself raise his hands, his eyes drooped slightly, and his breath stopped suddenly.
The first boy approached and kicked his feet.
Wu Xiaode's hands turned into afterimages, stacked them on his chest, and smashed forward like a cannon hammer-
There was an incredible scene on the playground.
The air twisted for a moment, blasting out of his hands like a rushing stream of water.
It's like some kind of delusionβ
Two golden threads flashed on his arm, and there was a faint sound of piercing the golden cracking stone scattered in the void.
The boy flew upside down, knocked down three or five boys in a row, and rolled to the ground in a crooked manner, all lying on the ground, letting out a howl like killing a pig.
Wu Xiaode walked forward step by step, and everywhere he passed along the way, all the attackers were shot out by him.
When he chiseled through the charging formation of more than 20 people, his hands were again clenched into fists, overlapping back and forth, folded in his chest, and remained silent.
Behind him, more than twenty boys were all lying on the ground, without exception.
The old man's voice sounded again: "Boy, this type of iron hand blocking the river is the mystery of the iron fist, the old man only used less than half of his strength, and unloaded all the strength in the air, and no one was injured - do you learn this hand?" β
"Learn! Learn! Learn! Seniors, please pass it on to me, I am grateful. Wu Xiaode said repeatedly.
"Okay, I'll pass it on to you today, I hope you will take care of my descendants more in the future."
The old voice slowly faded away.
In the void, the black-covered Book of the Dead automatically opened, and lines of small ice crystal characters quickly refreshed:
"The body has finished its last synchronization."
"The ancestral spirit has left your body and returned to the spirit realm."
"You've been taught the last time by the Ancient Ancestral Spirit."
"You're beginning to master the art of ancient martial arts, the mysteries of the Iron Wire Schoolβ"
"Iron hands block the river."
All the little words disappeared in a flash.
The next moment.
Wu Xiaode only felt that he had regained control of his body.
He looked back.
I saw that Li Zheng's face was completely sluggish, and he muttered in despair:
"That's twenty-five people...... How can it be...... Who can stop ......?"
His gaze met Wu Xiaode's, and his heart was excited, he jumped up and shouted, turned around and ran towards the outside of the playground.