17: Sullen Chief

In the 15th Immortal Group of Kui Lin, a man named Jiang Yu came up with a sentence: "Why does he have to try the power of other people's spells every time, and then have a similar way to fight back?"

"Self-iniquity?"

"How do you feel about losing under your own spells?"

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Wang Tong sat in front of the window on the third floor of the opposite floor of the Fire Raven Spirit Pavilion, under the window in front of him was facing the Fire Raven Spirit Hall, and there was a tablet computer on the table in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and he was playing the situation in the Fire Raven Spirit Hall at this time.

The picture in the video is that Kui Lin vomited, lying on the ground and staring at the vomit.

Suddenly, Zhao Yuexiu's phone next to him rang, she glanced at the phone number and handed the phone to Wang Tong.

Wang Tong took it and immediately heard Fan Cheng's voice coming from inside.

"Captain Wang, we don't know what kind of method this person has cultivated, what kind of technique he has, what level he is, I don't know, we can't do what you tell us. “

"This man is extremely resistant to spells, and he seems to be able to use multiple spells, I have a suspicion. Wang Tong said.

"What suspicion?" Fan Cheng said.

"This year, the Kyoto Dojo has done a very strong job of keeping the rankings of graduates confidential, and I wonder if this Kui Lin will be the chief of this year's Kyoto Dojo. Wang Tong said.

"A chief, is it possible to come here to be an envoy and open the Spirit Pavilion?" asked Fan Cheng.

"It's because we don't think it's possible, it's more likely. “

"What's the purpose?" Fan Cheng said.

"What do you say?" Wang Tong asked rhetorically, Fan Cheng immediately stopped dwelling on this, and said, "Then what should we do?"

"Since he doesn't want to expose his identity as the chief, then we will never give him a chance to say it, and now he is picking a hall in your pavilion, then let him not come out, and let those people suffer a dumb loss, in the end, we just said that because of a moment of anger, it is enough to start hard. Wang Tong said.

"You're going to kill him. Fan Cheng panicked slightly in his heart, killing a Jing Dojo Chief was not a joke.

"Director Fan, you don't need to do it, you just need to see it, and finally make a statement, and the Jingye Bureau will ensure that you are okay. After Wang Tong finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and then said to Zhao Yuexiu next to him: "Let people do it." ”

"Yes. ”

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Kui Lin, who was standing in the alchemy hall, felt a little thirsty and wanted to drink water under the gaze of everyone, so he spoke, "Do you have water to drink?"

The people on the field were stunned, but soon, a person came with a cup of tea, the tea was still steaming, and said to Kui Lin: "This cup of tea is a tea for spells, do you dare to drink it?"

Kui Lin took it, sniffed the breath, and said: "This is the tip of the hair bubbled, it is very fragrant, I smell it again, cast a heart drill spell, drink it, this water will be like a worm, drill into the heart, and finally make people's hearts break and die." ”

"Since you know, do you dare to drink it?" asked the middle-aged man on the other side coldly.

I saw him sniff lightly, then blew a breath, as if he was afraid of being too hot, smiled at the other party, and then drank it in one gulp.

"Gollum ......" Kui Lin took a breath and said, "Good tea, is there anything else?"

The middle-aged man on the opposite side stared at Kui Lin, and after a while, he found that Kui Lin had nothing to do, so he couldn't help frowning and asked, "When did you break my spell?"

"Just now. Kui Lin said.

"How did it break?" the middle-aged man asked.

Kui Lin thought about it and felt that it was nothing, so he said, "I blew a breath." ”

After hearing this, the middle-aged man suddenly flicked his sleeves and said angrily: "Since you don't want to say it, why tease." After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Uh......" Kui Lin felt that he needed to make it clear: "Sun Wukong has said that the seventy-two kinds of transformation techniques are only a breath, I said that I blew a breath, how did it become a teasing." ”

"Do you think I'm a fool of what happened in mythology?"

Kui Lin looked down at the footprints on the puddle of vomit, he might be sure that the other party had brought his own vomit back, and he had done it.

This type of spell is all based on a little divine energy, which is used to lock the soul.

The middle-aged man returned to the back, immediately took off his shoes excitedly, and said to Fan Cheng: "Curator, my solitary confinement technique has recently broken through, and it is definitely possible to detain his soul in the box through a wisp of the other party's divine aura. ”

Fan Cheng wanted to say no, but seeing his excited appearance, and not wanting to chill him, he said, Then you go and prepare.

He walked over to Mr. Xie on the other side and asked, "Mr. Xie, how is it?"

"Some trouble. Mr. Xie said.

"What's the main problem?" asked Fan Cheng.

"Ah Shui's own design of the forbidden lock is a bit complicated, if you want to unlock it quickly, unless you get his design drawing, otherwise, it will take a lot of time to unlock. Mr. Xie finished speaking.

Fan Cheng immediately said to the people next to him: "Let people go to Ah Shui's residence to find it." The person next to him was about to leave, so he added: "Be careful, Ah Shui has always been cautious, there must be a lot of spell traps in his residence, don't put yourself in it." ”

He was upset, this Fire Raven Spirit Pavilion was his hard work, he didn't expect things to happen like this, isn't it just a little star?

He thought of those who chose to give in, and thought again, this time, the Jingye Bureau didn't discuss with him at all, and directly asked him what to do, isn't this the same as his own approach?

"I can only choose to give in, I hope to win, I can definitely win, no matter how strong the Jing Dojo is, it is also a river dragon, but here, they are the head snakes of the land, and they have been operating for so many years. Fan Cheng thought to himself.

Front, in the alchemy hall, a person in a student uniform suddenly stood up and said, "I want to compete with you in boxing." ”

"Oh, yes. Kui Lin said.

In his class group, someone immediately asked, "How is Kui Lin's boxing practice?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen him fight anyone. ”

"However, it is common for him to practice. ”

"I once was on the rooftop and saw him competing with his classmates from the martial arts department, and he was very powerful. ”

"It's definitely amazing, they've graduated, we're still here, less commentary and more learning. “

"You see that time, who won?"

"I didn't see the back, and I was driven down by those people from the martial arts department. “

Kui Lin stood there, he met very few people who practiced martial arts boxing, because if he wanted to practice the art of boxing and swordsmanship, it was too difficult to achieve transcendence, and it was absolutely impossible without great perseverance and perseverance.

But if anyone can do it, then it is almost the strongest level in his rank.

As the saying goes, punching three feet in front of you, the ghosts and gods retreat. The qi and blood of the whole body are condensed, and ten thousand laws are not touched.

If you open your mouth and stop drinking, you can break the law, scatter the yin god, it is difficult for flies and insects to fall, and the spell will naturally not be able to touch the body.

The fist refines the mind, and the sword nourishes the spirit.

Boxing is a god, which is a unique inheritance of Xia Guo.

It's just that now it's declining more and more, and it has been reduced to some ring performances, because of the existence of firearms, people who practice boxing can not be afraid of other spells, and those who have strong boxing will can punch ghosts and gods, but it is difficult to beat the point killing of firearms, so the fewer people who practice, at most they are practicing when exercising the body, as an activity muscle, or as an auxiliary study.

This man didn't look very old, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, and he was lean, but he had a fierce murderous aura on his body.

"This man has killed people. "Kui Lin's three senses are so keen, he feels the killing intent and bloody aura from this person's body.

This aura of killing intent mixed with bloody aura was able to invalidate many spells, and it could not be directly applied to him.

"Fists and feet have no eyes. Kui Lin said.

"Deaths and injuries are inevitable. After the other party said this, Kui Lin already knew that he had to let go of his hands and feet, because he didn't say anything to the end.

"Break the army, Chen Xinzhu. The lean young man clenched his fists and said, his words and salutes all showed that this was an authentic martial arts cultivator.

Kui Lin didn't care if he was from this Fire Raven Spirit Pavilion or not, since someone came out to fight, he would fight.

If the previous three fighting methods only brought up his interest, then the bloody aura on this person's body now has aroused the kind of brave and ruthless side in his heart.

If there is no kind of ruthless wave energy in people's hearts, how can they practice boxing, and how can they practice boxing with boxing skills.

"Kui Lin. “

"Please. “

The two spoke almost at the same time, and they moved almost at the same time.

Breaking the army is a gun fist, born from the spear technique, which belongs to the boxing of the iron bridge hard horse, and the fist is like a gun.

His right foot stepped back, his right fist hidden at his waist, and his left hand raised in front of him, like a shield, his eyes fixed on Kui Lin.

Breaking the army fist is a gun fist, and in ancient times, spearmanship was mostly used in military formations, so step by step for the battalion, he was to defend as an attack, and wait for the enemy to come.

Kui Lin rushed forward, one step, two steps, three steps.

In just three steps, it is like a galloping horse, and the momentum is magnificent.

If Chen Xinzhu stood there, it was like a spear formation placed by the infantry, then Kui Lin was a cavalry charge.

The three steps have arrived in front of Chen Xinzhu.

He suddenly leaped up one leg and upper body, just as a horse was suddenly pulled up in front of his legs in a hurry.

The horse stepped on the company camp, and the prancing horse broke the formation.

"Hah......" Kui Lin shouted.

And when Chen Xinzhu also jumped up half of Kui Lin's body, he also moved, his right foot rushed forward, and his right fist stabbed out like a gun, like a gun stabbing the horse's body.

The fiery horse hits the spear.

The horse leaped to the heights, but fell suddenly.

The foot stepped directly on Chen Xinzhu's hand, and his right hand was pressed like a big seal.

Chen Xinzhu's entire body suddenly shrank, like a monkey, drilling past his side, but one hand was extremely vicious towards Kui Lin's step.

Monkey steals peaches.

Kui Lin's scalp was numb, and the cold murderous aura made his whole body tighten, and his feet suddenly changed, and he kicked on Chen Xinzhu's palm.

"Smack......

The voice was sharp and crisp.

Chen Xinzhu turned over, but the whole person was still shrunk in a ball, walking around the forest, and the whole person was like a shrunken old turtle, and his limbs were gone.

But the hand that occasionally sticks out is fierce and vicious.