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Boom!

There was a muffled sound.

The two figures sometimes come together and then separate.

Yan Shi staggered back, and it took him ten steps to regain his balance.

A wisp of blood spilled from his lips, and he looked at the man walking slowly with a solemn expression.

Not only his fists and arms, but also half of his body was soft and numb, making it almost impossible to control the energy and blood in his body.

The opponent was more than a head taller than him, with a body of tendon flesh and a ferocious blue-gray tattoo, like a terrifying beast coming down the mountain to look for food.

What's even more frightening is that the opponent is very likely to be a warrior at the level of energy and blood transformation just like the teacher.

Every time he punches, he can feel the surging energy and blood in his body, far above him.

If this person hadn't always had a playful attitude and didn't really exert all his strength,

Yan Shi thought that he would never be able to last for such a long time, and he was afraid that he would have turned into a cold corpse.

"The first time I came out, I encountered such a terrifying enemy... Where did these guys come from? They are definitely not ordinary bandits!"

"If we continue to fight like this, even if the opponent holds back his strength, it will be difficult for me to continue to hold on."

"As long as I can survive, as long as I am given enough time to practice to the highest level of dual-level red training, these losers will definitely be crushed to pieces by me!"

Yan Shi slowly looked cold, resisting the swelling and pain in his arm, and once again performed the red line fist stance.

It's not that he never thought about escaping.

But after a face-to-face confrontation, I knew that there was absolutely no way I could escape.

Although the enemy is strong in size, his speed is not slow at all.

And the explosive power is particularly powerful.

If he turned around and ran away, that would be the only way to his death.

Therefore, we can only try our best to hold it back and wait for the teacher to defeat another opponent and come to the rescue.

With a cruel and bloodthirsty smile on his face, the strong man approached step by step.

"Little guy, the fact that you are still standing now shows that my love for you, Fourth Master, is not enough."

Suddenly, a sharp sound came from afar.

He turned around and saw a firework exploding in the sky filled with snow.

"Well... the boss asked me to go back."

The strong man twisted his neck, his tone full of regret, "I don't have time to play with you anymore."

"Your talent and qualifications are very good, which made me love talents, but the skills I learned are too average, otherwise we could have played more happily and comfortably."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left without any hesitation or pause.

Yan Shi watched the strong man leave in a daze, and his tense spirit suddenly relaxed.

Suddenly, I felt my fists were swollen and stinging, my whole body was sore and weak, and my head was dizzy.

I even want to lie down and sleep directly in the snow.

But he still steeled himself and quickly ran towards the agreed meeting point.

The strong wind whipped up large clouds of snowflakes, crackling on the face.

The depression in Yan Shi's heart was getting heavier and heavier, but he had nowhere to vent it and could only hold it in his heart.

Why was he pressed down and beaten?

That guy, just like playing with a mouse, played with him in the midst of applause.

In the end, it was because my cultivation time was still short.

Or just like what that person said, Red Line Boxing itself is not a great martial art.

Even if you let him practice to the red line level, he won't be able to put himself on the real stage at all?

If you could practice more advanced martial arts from the beginning, what would it be like now?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he punched hard, breaking a small tree on the side of the road.

Another direction.

The strong man crossed the village alley and ran along the path towards the location of the fireworks.

After turning a corner, he was about to continue rushing forward.

Suddenly, a figure wearing a bamboo hat and a large cloak appeared in front of him.

The two were only a few meters apart and met unexpectedly at the corner of the village road.

"I have no time to care about you, get out of here!"

The strong man shouted low, and without slowing down his pace, he raised his hand and slapped the figure.

His arms were black and purple in color, shiny with oil, and had bulging veins, in stark contrast to the white snow on the ground.

Like an iron pestle engraved with patterns, it suddenly fell forward.

Click!

A palm fell.

The strong man's expression suddenly changed.

He actually fanned it empty.

There was nothing in front of me, and the figure wearing a bamboo hat and a big cloak was no longer visible.

"this……"

"Could it be that you've seen a ghost?"

The strong man listened to the howling wind, and suddenly thought of what this village had experienced not long ago, and couldn't help but shudder.

He suddenly felt very cold.

My stomach felt inexplicably hot.

There is an indescribable weird feeling.

"It's a combination of hot and cold, a very strange feeling."

The strong man looked down subconsciously.

My heart was suddenly startled, my scalp suddenly became numb, and a wave of extreme fear instantly enveloped my whole person.

"This is……"

He only saw a black shadow bending down and moving away quickly like a ghost.

What's more important is that there is a blue-black rope between him and this black shadow.

No, that's not right!

This is not a rope at all,

But his own intestines!

It was this momentary distraction.

The black shadow came back again, punching him in the throat like lightning.

He conveniently hung the "green and black rope" around his neck and wrapped it around again.

Bang!

The strong man fell backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

A cloud of snowflakes rose up and fell one after another.

"You, you..." He didn't even lose consciousness yet, gasping for air with his mouth open.

The shadow took off his cloak and shook off the snowflakes, revealing Wei Tao's expressionless face.

"I didn't want to confront you directly, but fate is so wonderful that we suddenly met at the corner."

He was condescending, overlooking the struggling strong man, with a stiff smile on his face.

"You are definitely not just bandits who came here.

So, where are you from?

If you tell me honestly, you can get timely treatment and maybe even save your life."

The strong man closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said with a smile, "If you have the guts, please give me a good fuck, my mother-in-law is just like a sissy."

"I will wait for you down there to see how you can be tortured to death by the boss."

"what ever."
To be continued...