Chapter 662 The Pig King is now Ding Gong's gangsters
There is never a shortage of brave people in this world. What is lacking is the courage to face it.
Ding Potian's words made everyone's hearts ablaze, and then they heard him shout again, "Disciples, follow the master to kill all these beasts and eliminate harm for the people!"
Before he finished speaking, Ding Potian stepped in front of everyone.
He originally wanted to rush forward, but when he saw the falling bushes and bushes in the distance, his right leg was stopped abruptly, and his running posture also changed to a starting posture.
Attack stance.
Seeing this, everyone's morale was boosted again.
Sweat flowed down Ding Potian's forehead and into his neck, and his heart was already in his throat, but the temperament of respecting a teacher must be controlled, as the old saying goes, the head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the leather shoes cannot be left behind.
Rub oil.
Now that the matter has come to this point, there is no other way. Only a battle can establish the majesty of respecting the master.
To be honest, he even felt a little regretful in his heart.
Although he is a Baji Chuanwu master and has his own training institution, and has even won rankings in many martial arts competitions in the city, his family knows their own affairs. To put it bluntly, those martial arts competitions are actually just a group of people showing off their fists and embroidered legs.
Muscles, simply pose with two moves.
The purpose is also very simple, just to publicize, to recruit more apprentices, and to make more money.
I dare not say that in other places, but they are like this in Bobei.
I'm afraid the real Eight Great Masters can only be found in the big family on Yanshan Mountain, right?
Anyway, any one of these people below would dare to claim to be the Eight Great Masters and teach martial arts.
This time, he originally wanted to take the opportunity to become famous and register in the city, so that he could become famous and attract more people to come to learn martial arts from him. In addition, it was equivalent to a team building. After all, the life of martial arts training is also very boring.
Everyone comes out to have fun and cultivate their sentiments. It is best to meet a wild boar. As a master, he can improve his reputation and satisfy the appetites of his disciples.
However, there are a lot of reputation monsters this time, and there is a risk of losing the reputation if you are not careful.
Think about how Ding Potian was described in the history of Bobei Wulin in the future. Ding Gong led his disciples into Jinshan to kill wild boars to eliminate harm to the people. The pigs were so numerous that Ding Gong was defeated and died!
Ding Potian suddenly felt something moisten his eyes. Of course, he would never admit that it was tears.
"Teacher...master...then, that, that...is that a pig?"
"Wo... Wocao, are the pigs almost catching up with the cows?"
"Well, it's so big!"
"Master, can this be done?"
Several apprentices spoke one after another, their palms full of cold sweat, staring intently at the giant wild boar that rushed out of the bushes.
How big is this pig?
In Ding Potian's opinion, it must be at least as big as a scalper. No, even old scalpers may not be bigger than it. If compared with the Spanish bullfights that can often be seen on TV, it seems to be slightly smaller.
But the shock to people is stronger than that of bullfighting. Bullfighting has horns, and this thing has tusks, and they grow on both sides of the pig's mouth. Coupled with the bristles, the domineering little temperament is revealed.
Just got up.
Under the sun, the fangs glowed, and it was cold and terrifying.
The pig's trotters trampled him, but the anger hidden in those sharp eyes was undisguised.
Several disciples gathered next to Ding Potian in unison. At this time, someone should have jumped out and shouted, "Master, look at me!" Then they rushed out and came back, only bringing a pig head, and the rest of the wild boars scattered like birds and beasts.
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Unfortunately, no one said anything, and no one even dared to take a step forward. They all hid behind Ding Potian. In Ding Potian's view, once he showed timidity or was in trouble, they would definitely turn around and run away as soon as possible. .
Those legs could not help but tremble. He was trembling, and how could the others not tremble?
Just like Zhang Dabiao said, they are really trying to kill themselves by inserting straws in the toilet!
"Retreat!" Almost without thinking, Ding Potian roared and turned around and ran away.
At this moment, does face matter?
What's important is your life. If you lose your life, what else do you need to do to save face?
When encountering each other on a narrow road, the brave will win, and that has to be evenly matched. Doing something that is not wise is simply stupid!
Ding Potian is not stupid, and is also very smart, so naturally he will not go up and die.
It's just that he had just raised his morale and was preparing to fight to the death. He never expected that at the critical moment, his face would change faster than turning the page of a book. Who can accept this?
Li Xiang had already prepared the starting position at this time. He was young and full of energy, so when the master shouted to retreat, he subconsciously thought it was a charge, and then rushed.
But when he turned around, he found that his master and brothers were running faster than rabbits.
At that moment, Li Xiang felt a thunderous sound in his heart.
Damn it, I've tricked your father to death.
Cold sweat broke out on Li Xiang's head, and his face lost all color at this moment. He almost didn't dare to think too much, and immediately turned around and ran towards his senior brothers and the others.
Although he hated them to death, this was the only chance he had to survive. However, God did not allow him to do what he wanted, and God wanted to kill him. Li Xiang's foot just happened to kick the weapon that Xiao Wu had thrown on the ground, and he stumbled. It flew more than three meters away in one go.
"Help……"
Li Xiang's screams really annoyed Ding Potian.
Help, help, my life is still waiting for others to save it. Damn it, you are young and you have a lot to do. How can I, an old man in my forties, be embarrassed at this critical moment?
But it happened that Li Xiang was his new disciple, and Shu Xiu was also the one with the most disciples, an absolute little god of wealth.
But the problem is, now that he can't save himself, what qualifications does he have to save others?
Everyone was still running in a hurry, and Ding Potian could only pretend to be helpless and was "coerced" by his disciples, but his speed seemed to be faster.
He could give up on Li Xiang, but Xu Qian couldn't, because this kid's family had business contacts with his own, and she introduced him.
Immediately, he could only grit his teeth and stop, ran back two steps, and helped Li Xiang up, "If you want to survive, be quick!"
Although Li Xiang was usually aloof, at this critical moment, he was so frightened that he couldn't help but stand up. He ignored the pain in his body and gritted his teeth and ran forward.
But I already hate Ding Potian in my heart. After all, he paid his tuition fees. At the critical moment, Ding Potian not only did not lend a helping hand, but also severely cheated him. How can there be no reason not to hate him?
Although he also hated Xu Qian, at the critical moment, after all, it was someone who helped him, and he had to accept the favor.
One of the two people was injured, and the other was a woman. Her physical strength was not as good as that of the men. She was quickly thrown away more than ten meters by Ding Potian and others.
"Sister Qian, please run quickly, my leg is getting more and more painful." After running for more than ten meters, the sharp pain in his leg made him stagger again. He waved his hand hurriedly to stop him from coming up. Xu Qian supported herself.