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Chapter Thirty-Two: The Threat

The man in gray clothes pressed forward. His tall and thin body was like a cheetah. He stepped forward and used his legs to attack, sweeping across like a stick.

This is not an evil martial arts, but Japan's Kyokushin-ryu karate. This karate focuses on attacking and killing with fists and kicks. The masters are known as "human weapons", and the lethality of fists and kicks is extremely terrifying.

Although the man in gray is only a second-level warrior with a small amount of success, coupled with the copper-skinned iron bones forged by evil methods, the power of this extreme vacuum katana is equally terrifying. The strong wind pressure of the long legs swept away Xu Yang.

Remaining dust on clothes.

However……

Xu Yang Tai Chi started to use his hand, and then he spread it out to dissipate the fierce attack. Then he made a grabbing gesture with his left hand, holding the opponent's ankle with five fingers, pulling it in the direction of himself, and leaning forward with his right shoulder at the same time.

And out.

This action, this posture, to be honest, is not very elegant. It looks like he is lifting one of the opponent's thighs towards Xu Yang, pulling the opponent towards him, and at the same time, he actively bumps into him and "throws himself into his arms".

Only fellow warriors can feel how dangerous and terrifying this indecent action is!

"boom!"

With a heavy blow, the dust and smoke exploded. Xu Yang used his shoulder as a horn and leaned against the iron mountain, slamming into the chest of the man in gray.

Tai Chi collects and transforms, and Baji moves and transports!

If it were anyone else, even if they were both in the second realm and both warriors, they would not be able to escape the consequences of a broken sternum and a shattered heart and lungs due to Xu Yang's pulling and bumping.

But the evil-trained man in gray just snorted and did not die. He even had the energy to fight back.

I saw his right hand suddenly reaching out, hugging Xu Yang's waist, raising his left hand at the same time, slashing down hard, and slashing straight towards Xu Yang's fragile neck with a powerful strike.

With his evil training, bronze skin and iron body, the physical strength of the man in gray is not much inferior to that of Xu Yang who has been trained in many martial arts. At this time, he is exchanging injuries for his life. Under the tight embrace, even Xu Yang can't escape.

.

But Xu Yang didn't even think about breaking free. He leaned back and narrowly avoided the opponent's knife. Then he exerted force on his waist and his spine was like a dragon. He swung his body and exploded with strength. He was hit with a headbutt.

came out and hit the man's appearance hard.

"Crack!"

Although he has a body of copper and iron, and his denomination can block pistol bullets, the man in gray clothes still couldn't bear such a powerful headbutt from Xu Yang. There was a crisp sound from the bridge of his facial bones and nose, and his mouth and nose

Red blood burst out directly from it.

But he still refused to give up. Instead, he used his left hand and captured Xu Yang in his arms with a pair of iron arms. Then he leaned back, with his spine swaying like a dragon. Like Xu Yang, he wanted to retaliate with a headbutt.

.

Bloody fight, death fight, injury for injury, life for life!

Xu Yang, an orthodox cultivator, wouldn't be afraid of this style of fighting, but he was a cultivator from an evil sect. What would an evil cultivator with no future be afraid of?

If he wins, he will make money, if he loses, he will not lose. Even if he doesn't win or lose, both sides suffer, it is still worth the money for him!

spell!!!

The man in gray clothes gave Xu Yang a headbutt and wanted to fight Xu Yang in exchange for his life.

But Xu Yang didn't let him get what he wanted. He fired his right fist with every inch of force and hit the man's throat hard like an electric shock. He struck three times in one instant, and three times in an instant.

"puff!!!"

The man in gray shuddered, and his offensive immediately collapsed. Before he could regroup, his thoughts were engulfed by the rain of punches, and his vision was covered.

A series of Japanese punches!

Although Wing Chun is skillful, its power is not weak. The punches are like rain, and the force is repeated one after another. Even the man in gray is an evil practitioner, with copper skin and iron bones, he can't withstand such a blow, and it tightly tightens around Xu Yang's waist.

His arms slowly spread out, and his whole body fell backwards involuntarily like a sandbag being hit.

finally……

"boom!"

The last punch, thrown out with all his strength, was the finishing move. It was so terrifying that the man in gray was blown away on the spot and fell several meters away.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Looking at the man in gray who fell to the ground like a broken sandbag, Tang Min'er, Lin Junxian and Miao Luocheng who were watching the battle on the sidelines were all stunned and their eyes were blank.

what's the situation?

What's happening here!

Lin Junxian originally thought that the man in gray who could dismantle a car with his bare hands, resist bullets, and beat him like a dog was already bizarre, fantasy, and perverted enough.

Unexpectedly, Xu Yang was more bizarre, more fantasy, and more perverted than him. In a short time, he beat him to death with his bare hands.

Do you want to be so exaggerated?

Is this world abnormal, or am I abnormal?

Lin Junxian fell into deep self-doubt and cognitive impairment.

In comparison, Tang Min'er accepted it much faster. After all, she had the impact of the purple energy coming from the east this morning, and she had seen Xu Yang's violent cleaning scene in the gym. She was already aware of all the weird things about him.

Considerable immunity.

Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't have it, Xu Yang doesn't care anyway.

"pity!"

Looking at the man in gray who was heavily injured on the ground and unable to get up, Xu Yang shook his head and secretly said it was a pity.

Why is it a pity?

It's because...

"The fight is over!"

"Gain experience: one thousand eight hundred and sixty martial points!"

"Acquire enlightenment: Martial Arts·Tai Chi has been improved by one level. The current level is Xiaocheng·9!"

"Acquire enlightenment: Martial Arts·Baji has been upgraded by one level. The current level is Xiaocheng·8!"

"Acquire enlightenment: Martial Arts·Wing Chun has been upgraded by one level. The current level is Xiaocheng·Seven!"



At the end of the fighting, the system prompts came as promised, giving Xu Yang more than 1,800 points of warrior experience, and another improvement in three martial arts skills.

The harvest is not small.

But Xu Yang is still a little dissatisfied. He originally thought that the man in gray, as an evil warrior trained by the Jiuju sect, could force him to use more martial arts, explode with stronger power, gain more experience, and achieve greater improvements.

.

Unexpectedly, he fell directly to the third level of Wing Chun, giving Xu Yang no chance to use his subsequent martial arts.

This made Xu Yang a little annoyed. Should he let go and let this guy fight with him for a while?

However, letting go will be considered by the system as a sparring session rather than a fight, and the experience rewards will be significantly reduced.

Why……

Xu Yang shook his head, sighed helplessly, and walked towards the man in gray who couldn't afford the serious injury.

Tang Min'er also ran over. Seeing the man in gray, whose body was trembling and his face was covered with blood, but whose eyes were still as sharp as a knife, she couldn't help but shrink behind Xu Yang and asked in a low voice: "Is he the person we are looking for?"

"Yes and no."

Xu Yang shook his head and asked the man: "Although I don't expect you to be able to tell me, but according to the procedure, I still ask where the other dens of Jiuju Faction are."
Chapter completed!
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