Chapter 011 is an exaggeration, right?

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"Kaka, snap~"

There was a crisp sound from the door lock, and the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside. Multiple figures filed in. Once they caught sight of the two people standing in front of the living room window, they all changed their colors and rushed toward them.

"That's him. The men will fight, and the women will take turns."

"I've wanted to fuck this girl for a long time, and I'm going crazy thinking about it."

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Several figures rushed towards him, each holding a steel pipe machete. Ding Churan was so frightened that he screamed and fell to the ground with a thud. However, Zhao Xuan smiled calmly and stood quietly in front of Ding Churan, shaking his body.

, assumed a strange posture.

"Huh?"

As soon as they stood there, the people who rushed over suddenly screamed in surprise, and a trace of horror flashed in their eyes. What happened? This guy just moved his legs and feet, but he seemed to have suddenly disappeared.

Yes, Zhao Xuan could clearly be seen standing there with the naked eye, but their thoughts conveyed another strange message, as if there was just a piece of air and nothing there.

The weird feeling really scared a few people.

A sneer flashed at the corner of Zhao Xuan's mouth. He had received too many things from Xue Tu. Because of the fusion of memories, as long as he recalled what Xue Tu had done, it would be as if he had just done it.

, Xue Tu once practiced the basic martial arts to the point where he returned to his original nature and seemed to be in the movement of heaven. Zhao Xuan felt that he had practiced this set of martial arts to that level.

Once you find that feeling in your memory, you can easily perform this almost perfect fist start.

I say almost perfect because after all, it was not something he had done with his own hands. It was just very similar to something he had done with his own hands. There was still a layer of film missing in the middle, so he still had many flaws and a lot of distance from perfection.

But even if there is a distance, such martial arts are enough to kill ordinary people instantly.

As Zhao Xuan sneered, the expressions of the people in front of the people who were confused and uncertain also changed, and they rushed towards them with roars. It was better to ignore that damn feeling. Anyway, you can see it with the naked eye, so just chop it off.

"call"

At the same time, there were two steel pipes a few steps ahead. A machete was pointed at Zhao Xuan's shoulder, and his head was smashed down. The three men also had ferocious looks on their faces.

But when faced with the attack, Zhao Xuan raised his eyebrows and stepped with his right foot. He looked ordinary, but he easily avoided three murderous weapons and inserted them into the middle of the three people. The whole process flowed smoothly without any sense of abruptness, just like a person slashing with a knife.

It is impossible to cut off the breeze, it will only let the wind flow down naturally.

Two fists struck out with lightning, and there were three bang bang bang sounds. The three men who raised their weapons and struck them down trembled, and collapsed to the ground with a puff puff, all of them with pale and painful expressions on their faces.

Zhao Xuanze swayed and took a step back again, standing firmly in front of Ding Churan, facing the next wave of figures coming towards him. With a wave of his hand, it was like a breeze blowing across the grassland, unable to stop him at all. The four figures that rushed towards him were still there.

Before he could react, he fell down again with a groan.

In the blink of an eye, less than half of the people who rushed up fell down, and the remaining group of people who rushed towards them suddenly stopped and were speechless as if they had seen the most unbelievable thing.

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"Cāo, a courier, how can he be so good at beating?"

"It's an exaggeration."

…………

The living room of the Ding family is empty. There is no sofa or TV. It is just empty. It seems that everything has been sold out. However, the living room is not small, with an area of ​​fifty or sixty square meters, so it can be used as a free space.

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But more than a dozen figures who were charging saw seven of their companions fall down in succession as the young man in Time Express uniform waved his hands, paralyzed on the ground and twitching, seemingly unable to stand up. The remaining ten

Many people were really dumbfounded.

This is really an exaggeration.

Damn, the person opposite is just a courier. How could he be so powerful?

Not only were they scared to death, but Ding Churan, who was paralyzed with fear and screamed at the first moment, was also full of shock at this moment looking at the tall figure standing in front of her, with a face full of astonishment.

She was equally shocked. This was not just a courier. But looking at the figure standing in front of her in shock, shielding him from the wind and rain, Ding Churan suddenly felt the corners of his eyes heat up, and he felt like crying.

The impulse, the fright of the past few days, finally someone could cover it for him, that feeling really made her want to cry.

That back view really gave her too much comfort and dependence at this moment.

"Smash him, smash him to death, don't get close to this guy."

"call"

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In the silence, the crowd a few steps away suddenly heard a roar, and then a steel pipe flew down towards Zhao Xuan with a swishing sound. They really didn't dare to get too close to such a guy.

There was a sound, and Zhao Xuan reached out to grab the flying steel pipe, but his face darkened and finally changed.

A flying steel pipe doesn't matter, but if a piece of steel pipe and a machete come flying all at once, he won't be able to bear it. It's not that he doesn't want to rush up and attack the crowd. The key is that this basic boxing technique is used for the first time, and he can't control it perfectly.

He could still cope with the enemy on only one side of the wall. If he got into a group fight and weapons were falling from all directions, he wouldn't be sure.

But now he seems to have no other choice.

With a flash of his body, Zhao Xuan walked like flying. He rushed into the crowd in two steps, like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep. His feet were swinging, and his whole figure was like a strong wind. There were more than ten people around him holding machetes and steel pipes. They were like grass and strong wind.

Blowing across the grassland, all grass surrendered.

Bang bang bang

The punches fell like a heavy rain, but the figures around him screamed and fell back, limp.

In the blink of an eye, the crowd fell down again. The few remaining people screamed strangely on the spot and ran away as if they had seen a ghost. Even though they had not been attacked, they really seemed to see Zhao Xuan punching him.

A storm fell from the sky, but they were like dead leaves under the storm, unable to resist.

"careful"

Those people ran away, and when Zhao Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, a cry of surprise suddenly came from behind, and then Zhao Xuan felt a gust of wind blowing down his legs. Before the wind came close, a fierce force

The Qi had already invaded his skin. Zhao Xuan swung his body and narrowly avoided it, but was struck several times by another gust of wind towards his right leg which was still in mid-air.

The sharp blade penetrated his flesh, and an astonishing pain suddenly appeared in his calf. Zhao Xuan's face changed, his body swayed, and his fist as big as a sandbag was like a meteorite falling from the sky. With a bang, he hit the person who hit him with the knife.

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When he was a child, Zhao Xuan relied on one word to fight: ruthless

If he is not cruel, those who insult him will not feel pain.

When fighting as a child, Zhao Xuan relied on fighting.

If he doesn't fight hard, his thin body won't have any advantage at all. Only by not being afraid of pain, fighting with others desperately, and making the other party scared, can he stand at the end.

"Pfft~"

A punch fell, and the figure on the ground looked ruthless. He grabbed a machete and cut into the crook of Zhao Xuan's leg. There was a sound of bones breaking from his chest on the spot, and he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He rolled his eyes and fainted.

The machete was also pulled out of Zhao Xuan's body and fell down.

At the same time, Zhao Xuan swayed again, and another punch drew an arc in the air like a shooting star, hitting him hard on the side. The other man raised his knife to slash at him, but only half of the man's face was cut out, and the young man was instantly killed.

He was beaten so hard that he vomited blood and threw it away.

After two punches, Zhao Xuan glanced around, only to see several men standing up despite the pain and preparing to strike again. They all had pale faces, and their movements also stopped abruptly.

Zhao Xuan didn't hesitate at all, and stepped out with his breathing rhythm when he entered the practice. When he saw whoever was holding his body and half sitting, he punched the opponent, causing blood to spurt out and the opponent was thrown away.

After just a few breaths, apart from him and Ding Churan who was huddled by the window, there was no one in the living room who could straighten up.

It was only then that Zhao Xuan's expression changed. He lowered his head and looked down. His jeans were already wet with blood under his calves. The blood-stained fabric was shocking.

An astonishing pain also came from the wound. He sighed on the spot. He was still not proficient. It was his first time to use basic boxing skills. Being able to do what he did just now was already his limit. He could defeat the enemy as quickly as the autumn wind swept away fallen leaves.

Some people are unable to achieve the point where every punch is a critical blow, and each punch can render the opponent unable to stand up after the first blow.

After all, he only relied on Xue Tu's memory to quickly become familiar with this boxing technique, rather than truly becoming a master like Xue Tu.

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