super ghost system

Chapter 93 Bad Guys
"Brother of the clan, one must be self-aware. This is a person's virtue. If you persist in your own way, you will be beaten violently by my fist. Look at the fist that is the size of a sandbag."

That clan brother also didn't want to fight at all. It wasn't that he didn't have confidence in himself, nor was he afraid of Xiahou Jun, but that he was afraid that people in the clan would talk about it. Once he signed the certificate of life and death, he saw It's not just ordinary people, but a duel between lunatics and lunatics, often without end.

Although this contract is in place, it really beats people to death and doesn't get good retribution. That's for sure. His power is so powerful. Xiahou Jun's parents are also one of the family's guards. It's no advantage to offend him. thing.

In the slightly older grades, the thinking is relatively comprehensive, and they understand everything.

Xia Houjun looked on coldly. It seemed to be his mask. There was no smile, only frowning and coldness. He raised his lips and said with a slight mocking tone: "Are you scared? Afraid that a junior will beat you all over the place? , beat you like a dog, beat you crying, beat you everywhere begging for mercy!"

There are many people around, most of them are young and energetic, they are very enthusiastic about fighting, even if they are busy, they will find time to watch, so it is very lively, and there will be a lot of discussions when there are many people.

Although Xia Houjun's voice was not particularly loud, he spoke clearly, so arrogantly that it made people's spine tingle, and many people still knew it.

There were a few fanatics who were fighting, and they began to whisper: "This clan brother seems to be a coward, maybe it's gold and jade in it, and it's defeated by it. It doesn't have much ability, and Xiahou's army is also here with us. Even if you don't practice ancient martial arts, you still have the fists and feet that ordinary people don't have, and I watched my clan brother probably get beaten violently."

"Xiahou Jun, we support you. You are so handsome and cool. Kill this bastard and let him go back!"

When the clan brother heard this, anger burned from his chest. He is also a half-grown child, not much taller than this group, so he is naturally angry when he is humiliated.

Said: "Shut up, if I don't beat Xia Houjun today, I won't be your brother. Come and sign, and I will kill such a bastard with three strokes later, and I will beat you to death!"

The voice was loud, and most of the people standing around had already shut up. The master started to speak, and what he muttered was only reluctant murmurs, and he was unable to share his profound insights with others.

The clan brother took a pen in his hand and immediately signed his name. Accompanied by dozens of people, he and Xiahou Jun walked to the top of the clan ring.

"You self-respecting thing, see how good I am, and let you, a fool, wake up."

After all, the clan brother has practiced ancient martial arts. When he raised his palm, there was a little bit of wind blowing continuously, and white smoke curled up towards the sky.

Discussion: "This is formed by the concentration of internal force in the palm. I heard that the attack power will be tripled compared to the beginning."

"Look, Xiahou Jun has also used our attacking fist, and it's the last move. It's really powerful. It can be used instantly without any foreplay. It's really powerful!"

Xia Houjun stared forward slightly, his left hand and right hand were attacking in two directions respectively, the muscles and bones on his hands were constantly protruding, and his whole body was layered with muscles. Although he looked very thin, he was actually very powerful.

The two collided with each other, and the elder brother's expression showed disdain, secret joy, and joy. He urged his internal energy into his fist, and he could get several times the strength just by doing this.

It's ridiculous that this clan brother is so stupid that he is going to use ordinary tricks. Since you have signed the life and death certificate, you will lose all your cultivation, which can be regarded as a lesson for you.

Even the brother of this clan had already thought about what he would say after defeating Xiahou's army.

"What is that look, what expression? Is it ignoring me?"

As soon as he saw Xia Houjun's cold eyes and indifferent expression, the clan brother got angry, and wanted to run away uncontrollably, his fists slanted down like rain.

Possessing internal power can be transferred to all parts of the body. When fighting against others, the strength can be increased several times. It can even be formed into armor to protect the whole body. It is already clearly different from ordinary warriors.

Every time Xiahou Jun's attack touches a piece of his clan brother's attack, he always suffers a disadvantage, and even if it is defense, it is often broken. Now his nose is bruised and his face is swollen, and a tooth has been knocked out, but his eyes and movements have not changed. .

Trying hard to stand up.

"Hmph, death is not a pity. Anyway, I have already signed the life and death certificate, and the rest is to obey the destiny and look at human affairs!"

The clan brother walked over slowly, and looked around step by step, whistling in his mouth, which was contempt, contemptuous contempt on the faces of so many people.

Xiahou Jun struggled, holding the ground with his left and right hands, stopped with slightly bent front and rear feet, stood upright tremblingly, and pulled out a sharp cold light from his waist. Before people could react, everyone He ran to the clan brother's side and pierced it fiercely.

As the saying goes, no matter how skilled you are, you are afraid of kitchen knives.

This clan brother has already cultivated his internal strength and has a preliminary defense against weapons, but this one is obviously still not home, not to mention that he just saw Xiahou Jun being beaten half to death, he was so excited in his heart, in front of so many people , beating the arrogant young man violently, how high-spirited this is, unaware of the imminent danger.

When he found out, Xia Houjun's long knife had already pierced his waist, penetrated his body, and bruised his skin. His face was full of shock and disbelief.

Xia Houjun was still afraid that his clan brother would not die, so he picked up the long knife in his hand and stabbed him continuously. He didn't know whether he cut the intestines or pierced the flesh. In short, the blood splashed all over his body and his face. .

A few days later, the Ancient Martial Arts Academy made an exception to recruit Xia Houjun as a student of ancient martial arts.

The first time he went there, the master of the school told him: "If you can fight, fight as hard as you can. Even if you have the slightest chance, don't give up. If you can't fight, just leave as soon as possible. The farther the better."

Jiang Huai put down the treasure, clutching something in his hand, and drifted over.

Could it be that this idiot saw through his thoughts of wanting to escape?
He replied: "Of course I don't have any bad intentions. Now you are strong and I am weak. For the sake of my life, I have to give you the treasure. I am afraid that if I take less, I will keep it privately, so I give it all to you. I just ask you to let me go."

"Humph, am I so easy to deceive? My nickname is the Little Bully of the Wanderers. Tell me what you mean by throwing your bank card there without giving me the password!"

(End of this chapter)