In the tense atmosphere of the two, the high-speed rail arrived at the terminal station - Jinmen South Station!

Jia Zhengyu, whose face was gloomy, stood up and looked down at Han Jue temporarily.

Seeing that the other party looked calm and relaxed, Jia Zhengyu was immediately furious.

It had been a long time since he had suffered this feeling of being ignored.

As an alien, the son of the foot licker of Jiajia Village in the west, he has his own pride.

From childhood to adulthood, everyone held him for him, and no one dared to offend him.

It is because he has mastered the two great masters: the Imperial Art and the Rushing Palm.

Even Feng Zhenghao, the president of the World Association, who is a ten, wants to invite him to join the World Association.

Now, he actually met a kid who relied on his strength and strength to dare to provoke him again and again.

Jia Zhengyu felt that his dignity had been humiliated.

Full of anger in his heart, he desperately needed to vent it.

"Boy, I'll wait for you outside, and you'll come out if there's a kind."

He coldly put down the next sentence and walked out.

There was an obvious threat in the words.

Han Jue touched his nose and got up to follow closely behind his ass.

Jia Zhengyu has an arrogant personality and a fiery temper.

Provoking him was just one of Han Jue's means of infiltrating the World Society.

Defeat him, and then use special means to coerce him to bring himself to join the World Society.

This is the best way that Han Jue, a big-muscular bully with a "simple mind and well-developed limbs", can think of at the moment.

Of course, he can also choose to meet Feng Zhenghao or Feng Shayan directly and use his ability to convince the other party.

There is only a 50 percent chance of success in doing so.

Once it fails, it will be even more difficult to arouse the vigilance of the other party, and then try to get close to the people of the world.

Therefore, Han Jue was willing to try every method he could think of.

Let's start with Jia Zhengyu.

A high-speed rail station is clearly not a hands-on place.

Jia Zhengyu walked out while looking back at Han Jue's movements.

During this period, the phone rang several times, and he hung up impatiently.

Han Jue finished making up the ticket and followed Jia Zhengyu out of the high-speed rail station.

There is an open field behind the online car-hailing plaza next to the road.

Jia Zhengyu thought that when he got out of the high-speed rail station, the other party would definitely escape.

Unexpectedly, Han Jue always followed him inseparably.

This made him feel a little suspicious in his heart.

"Hmph, no matter who he is, he can't be my opponent at this age. I have a dragon peck cone and a rushing palm, what are you afraid of him for? Later, let him kneel on the ground and cry Daddy and call his mother to admit his mistake to me! ”

The brief hesitation was dispelled by Jia Zhengyu's strong self-confidence.

He walked up to Han Jue and reached out to grab him.

Han Jue frowned, turned around and ran, towards the empty field.

He had already noticed that Jia Zhengyu's gaze swept over that place.

Coincidentally, he also thought it was a good place.

"I just want to run now, it's too late!"

Jia Zhengyu grabbed the air, looked at the direction of Han Jue's escape, and chased after him with a sneer.

Two minutes later.

Han Jue stopped in the middle of the clearing, turned around and blessed himself with a golden bell jar and an iron cloth shirt.

The skin hidden under the shirt immediately turned a pale yellow, as if covered with a yellow shirt.

Jia Zhengyu's dragon peck cone is not terrible.

What Han Jue really taboos is the rushing palm.

It is said that it wraps the innate qi in the palm of the hand, and when it hits the enemy, it causes the qi to seep into the enemy's body like a stream of water.

This then corrodes the internal organs and destroys the enemy from the inside of the body.

The water is soft and flexible, pervasive, and very difficult to defend against.

Before the fight, Han would never dare to be careless.

Jia Zhengyu seemed to notice that some changes were quietly taking place in Han Jue's body, and his face was shocked, "Are you a stranger?" ”

Since doing it is the ultimate goal, Han Jue is the old villain as soon as he speaks, "I'm your father!" ”

"!" Jia Zhengyu jumped like thunder, shook his hand and threw two dragon pecking cones towards Han Jue, "You're looking for death!" ”

"Whoosh......"

The dragon pecking cone made a sound that broke through the air, and appeared in front of Han Jue like a lightning flash.

"Poof!"

It is in the middle of South Korea's chest!

Han Jue's body trembled, his hands tightly grasped the dragon, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

The familiar sound of the dragon cone piercing into the enemy's body sounded like an ethereal fairy sound to Jia Zhengyu, and it was indescribably pleasant.

Jia Zhengyu spat on the ground.

"Phew, I thought you were something, it turned out to be a vulnerable weak chicken......"

"How's it going, does the dragon cone taste good? Oh, maybe you've never heard of a dragon cone like this. ”

"So, let's try Uncle Ben's rushing palm again......"

Jia Zhengyu snorted, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Rushing Palm is an excellent means of abusing the enemy.

A transparent body enveloped his right hand.

Jia Zhengyu slowly walked towards Han Jue.

He enjoyed the process.

Create great pressure on the opponent, watch the opponent despair, collapse, cry bitterly, and regret it.

Han Jue held the dragon cone in disbelief.

Awesome, worthy of the Imperial Technique!

It almost punctured his skin.

is only 100 million points away, Jia Zhengyu and he succeeded!

Han Jue lowered his arm and opened his mouth to express his gratitude, "I'm worried that I can't find a weapon, brother, thank you, ......."

Jia Zhengyu's eyes froze, his footsteps paused, and blurted out, "Impossible!" I heard ......"

"Hear what?" Han Jue blinked, showing off his ventriloquism, "Hear this? Poof? ”

His B-BOX skills are second to none in Biyou Village.

Fu Rong, Liu Wukui and other young female strangers were full of praise after trying it.

"So you like to hear this...... Puff...... Puff puff ...... Puff, puff, ......"

Han Jue rhythmically performed the music of a sharp blade piercing into the skin.

It doesn't hurt much, and it's extremely insulting.

Jia Zhengyu's face turned purple.

He realizes he's being tricked.

The sound he heard of a sharp weapon entering his body was deliberately made by the other party to confuse him.

Jia Zhengyu's eyes became gloomy and terrifying, and he gritted his teeth and said, "If playing with me can make you feel happy......

Han Jue was excited, "You're going to make me doubly happy?" ”

"Your happiness ends here......"

In the roar of rage, Jia Zhengyu's hands condensed and rushed towards Han Jue.

He wants to tear Han Jue apart!

Han Jue received the two dragon pecking cones into his left hand, and his right hand silently clenched into a fist.

Boxing: Seven Wounds: Injury to the liver, lungs, spleen and stomach, standby and move.

Jia Zhengyu slashed with a palm.

Han Jue used his nimble feet to dodge.

"Boom......"

After a few consecutive palms, Jia Zhengyu seized the opportunity and put his palms out, "Give me death, miscellaneous!" ”

Han Jue dodged left and right, and his powerful and strong body was like a spirit snake that could not be captured.

He flashed behind Jia Zhengyu with an arrow step.

Jia Zhengyu slammed his palms into the air, leaned forward, and pouted his big cheeks back.

"Good chance!"

Han Jue's eyes lit up, his legs quickly squatted, and his long-standing right fist swung out violently, and he drank violently.

"Boxing, three years without diarrhea ......"

The Seven Injuries Fist blasted towards Jia Zhengyu's local area with the momentum of the following uppercut.

The air waves are rolling, and the fists are pouring into the body!

Jia Zhengyu staggered, stiff, and looked incredible.

He turned his head with difficulty, his voice trembling, "You...... Who the hell are you?! ”

This son is really terrifying!

Actually...... He actually holds the biggest secret of his life.

He's been constipated for three whole years!

Jishitang, Duanmujia, Baicaotang, One Airflow, Three-way Fire Needle......

None of these famous apricot forest masters in the Inhuman world could solve his illness.

The reason is that when he was a child, he often slapped his buttocks with his rushing palm, causing Qi to enter his body and block the meridians in local areas.

In early childhood, there were no noticeable symptoms.

As an adult, this hidden danger gradually appeared, which made him extremely painful.

According to Elder Huo Dezong Hong, there is only one way to cure this disease.

Han Jue was at a loss.

What do you mean?

My trick has a false appearance + bluff version of a thousand years of killing, did I inadvertently expose anything?