The sand bandits who had just entered the house and plundered heard the shouts of the leader, and one by one they came out of the stone house, and saw a beggar-like young man standing in front of the fat bandit, and the latter had a muddy face and a footprint on his buttocks, as if he had suffered a loss, and the expression on his face was a little dignified and cautious.

In fact, although the fat man was kicked and fell, he looked very embarrassed, but he was not injured, and the fat on his fat buttocks absorbed a lot of impact.

"Fat man, what's wrong?" the bandits asked one by one as they returned to the fat bandits, a little puzzled.

"Hard point, it's a martial artist!" replied, the fat man's eyes were still fixed on the boy.

"What? This little kid is a martial artist?" Many people didn't believe it, and couldn't help but exclaim, the young man in front of him was still childish, but he was only twelve or thirteen years old, how could he be a martial artist?

Only the fat man's heart is bright, this beggar is definitely a martial artist, and he is not an ordinary martial artist, but an extremely powerful martial artist.

The reason for this judgment is because the fat man's own cultivation is a martial artist, his skin is thick and his flesh is thick, and the exercises he cultivates focus on body protection, and his defense is terrifyingly strong, even if he stands still, it is generally difficult for ordinary martial artists to hurt him with fists and feet, but he was kicked down by this young man, although he was not injured, but it was also in severe pain, proving that the strength of the opponent's leg was ridiculously strong, if it wasn't for the fat butt kicked, I am afraid that he would be injured by it.

The Daqian Dynasty established the country by force, and the people were still martial, regardless of men, women, and children, most of them were accustomed to martial arts, only in poor and remote areas such as Gujing Village, they could not eat enough, and the conditions were too poor, so there were few people who practiced martial arts, and let the sand bandits plunder and dare not resist.

Those who practice martial arts are collectively referred to as martial artists, and martial artists are divided into four levels from shallow to deep: one is martial arts, two is samurai, three is martial artists, and four is martial arts.

The "sheng" of Wusheng is the meaning of shengtu, that is, students and apprentices, who are beginner martial artists.

The "shi" of the samurai means the class of scholars, whose status is higher than that of commoners, and they are middle-level warriors.

The "division" of the martial artist refers to the master, who has a good level of skills, can open a museum to teach art, be a teacher, and be a high-level martial artist.

The "sect" of Wuzong refers to the grandmaster, who has reached the peak, can open a sect, and is a peak martial artist.

Ordinary people practice martial arts, most of them are at the level of martial arts, there is almost no fighting skills, that is, the physique is stronger, only when the warrior cultivates, can he be regarded as a real martial artist, and against those ordinary people, one can fight at least ten. And the martial artist is even more powerful, the fist can break stones, the palm can split trees, can lift hundreds of pounds of big stones, facing a low-level warrior is the difference between a tiger and a wolf, not to mention a rural place, even in a densely populated town, can be regarded as the number one person, can open a martial arts hall, teach disciples, ordinary people dare not provoke at all.

These sand bandits, all of them are samurai, only this fat man is a martial artist, so he can become the leader, who knows that in this remote and inconspicuous wilderness village, there is also a martial artist, or a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, this is a bit strange.

Under normal circumstances, a mortal with ordinary qualifications can become a warrior if he calms down and practices for a few years, but if he wants to reach the strength of a martial artist, it will take at least ten years of water grinding work, such as the fat man himself, who has been practicing solidly for nearly 20 years before he has the strength he has today, but the other party is obviously just a childish teenager, even if he starts practicing from his mother's womb, he will not become a martial artist, right?

The fat man was puzzled, and the sand bandits were even more puzzled, but the white-bearded village chief couldn't see the situation clearly, so he stood up and pointed at the beggar boy and scolded angrily: "Where did you come from to call Huazi? You dare to sneak attack this bandit master, are you impatient?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and thought: I helped you deal with the sand bandits, why did you become a wicked person?

The village chief is really angry, don't you kid have nothing to do? What if this gang of robbers gets mad and mistakenly thinks that you are from our village, and vents their anger on us?

The village chief was there blowing his beard and glaring at Qi An and scolding, but no one paid attention to him, and the sand bandits were all looking at the fat man, waiting for him to give an order, and the scolded young man was neither angry nor panicked, and stood calmly, as if the village chief was not scolding him.

Seeing that the leader's face was cloudy and uncertain, the bandits did not say a word for a long time, and they were a little unclear, so one of the tall and thin sand bandits took a step forward without permission and scolded: "Stinky boy, don't you want to die?

As soon as the thin and tall sand bandit spoke, without waiting for the fat man's order, he rushed forward and swung his knife to slash, but before he could raise the steel knife, before he could cut it out, he saw a fist rapidly enlarged in front of him, and he received a heavy punch on the door, and then he raised his head and fell, silently, and a large stream of blood gushed out from his mouth and nose, obviously unable to live.

The sand bandits were shocked, and they couldn't help but feel a commotion, and exclamations abounded.

"How is that possible?"

"One punch knocked over Ma Lao Si?"

"What a quick skill!"

"Accurate and ruthless, a master!"

Shicai's punch was so fast that none of the sand bandits, including the fat man, could see it clearly, and they were all shocked, whispering, and for a while, no one dared to step forward again.

The villagers were stunned when they saw this scene, and the village chief, who had insulted the young man, was even more flustered and quietly took a few steps back. No one expected that this little beggar would be so powerful that he killed a bandit with one punch, which was simply eye-catching.

Some villagers had a faint look of expectation on their faces, wishing that this young man would kill all the sand bandits, while some villagers were not optimistic, thinking that no matter how powerful this young man was, he would be invincible with two fists and four hands, and the final outcome would still be more than lucky.

When one of his men was killed, the fat man was shocked and angry, and pointed at the beggar boy and shouted, "Stinky boy, where did you come from?"

The young man walked around the corpse on the ground, took a few steps closer to the bandits, and grinned: "You don't care where I came from, even if you are unlucky when you meet the master, if you don't want to die, you will hand over all the belongings on your body!"

As soon as these words came out, both the villagers and the sand bandits showed extremely strange expressions.

What is it that you, a beggar, want to rob a group of robbers?

However, the sand bandits have been robbing houses and houses all the year round, living a life of licking blood from the knife edge, they are not frightened, more than 20 people, how can they be easily shocked by a little beggar, just listen to it as a joke, and then show all kinds of looks, some disdain, some angry, some indifferent, some ridicule, and do not wait for the leader's orders, each with a blade in his hand, one after another stepped forward to surround the young man in the middle, and their hearts are all the same thought: You are a little kid who has not grown all the hair, how powerful can you be? At that time, the knives and guns will come out, see how you parry!

The bare-handed young man was surrounded by a group of fierce and vicious strong men, his face was not panicked at all, he was still calm, and the corners of his mouth even hooked up an arc.

"Let's go together, do him!" The fat man showed a fierce look, waved his big hand, and the bandits under him got the order, just like a teenager rushing forward.

The young man naturally will not sit still, the fat man has just waved his hand, and before the bandits have time to act, he has already moved first, his thin body is fast and sensitive, flying forward like a ghost, and he arrived in front of the fat man in an instant, and he raised his leg and kicked the opponent's crotch, so frightened that the fat man hurriedly put his knees together, and narrowly blocked this broken son's feet.

The exercises practiced by the fat man are extremely defensive, but there are several cover doors that cannot be practiced, such as eyes, throat, crotch, etc., and they are hit hard, either dead or injured.

The soles of the feet kicked by the young man were caught by the fat man's legs, embedded in the fat and couldn't be pulled out for a while, it seemed that the situation was unfavorable, but he didn't panic at all, and the other foot also got up from the ground, taking advantage of the situation to kick the fat man's chest hard, with the fat man's defense, he was also kicked and leaned back, his chest was stuffy, and a mouthful of blood gathered in his throat, almost couldn't help but squirt out.

- This kid, what a lot of strength!

The fat man was overwhelmed by the kick, but he still desperately clamped the young man's soles to create offensive opportunities for his subordinates, and at the same time swung the hammer in his hand downward, smashing into the thigh where the young man was clamped.

At the same time, several other sand bandits also pounced, wielding knives and bayonets, each beckoning to the young man from different directions.

Hundreds of pounds of hammers, smashed down with amazing momentum, with the sound of whirring wind, ordinary people will be frightened just by seeing this scene. But this young man has a lot of strength, and he knows how to unload his force, he slapped his palm on the side of the hammer, and then with skillful force, the hammer changed its trajectory and swept towards the two sand bandits who rushed over on the side, so frightened that the two people quickly retreated.

The boy pushed away the hammer with one palm, climbed on the fat man like a sensitive monkey, took the pinched sole as the axis, twisted left and right, punched and kicked, and continuously launched attacks around, only to hear a "ouch" scream, three or four people flew out upside down, all spurting blood, and they were all hit by the boy's fists and feet.

This little boy, his strength is really amazing, except for the fat man, no one else can bear it, just next to each other, either dead or seriously injured, no one can still get up.

In the blink of an eye, the boy repelled a wave of siege, fell back to the ground with one foot, and then exhaled and raised his voice, bursting out with the strength of his whole body, the leg that was clamped suddenly went up, and the big fat man with amazing weight was shaken by the huge force on his leg, and even the man with a hammer was picked up into the air, flying more than a foot high like a cloud, and then slammed down heavily on the gravel ground, raising a large amount of sand and dust.

The most ridiculous thing is that this time it was still head first, and the fat man kissed Mother Earth again, and fell into the mud in embarrassment.

The fat bandit was picked up, and the young man's soles naturally retracted, and then a figure shook, easily and quickly avoiding attacks from all sides, and then punched and kicked back, and the two sand bandits each hit one move and fell down one after another.