Kapitel 54: Finally Sending the Plague God Away
However, after beating him up for an hour, Xia Ping was completely fine. On the contrary, the people who beat him up all looked exhausted. It was as if they had been squeezed dry by their girlfriends seven or eight times and had no strength left.
Bang bang bang!!!
One by one, the disciples collapsed onto the ground, gasping for breath. They were drenched in sweat and had no more strength left.
Even though there were still some disciples who could attack Xia Ping for a longer period of time, their fists were as weak as babies.
"What's wrong? You can't take it anymore? What's wrong with you? Didn't you say that you are the elite of the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall? You have only fought for an hour, and you have no strength left. "How did you train?"
Xia Ping was very unhappy. He was enjoying himself just now. The strength of his body was increasing bit by bit. This incomparable pleasure was simply too comfortable. It was even better than a massage.
But now, these people no longer had any strength. When they hit him, it had no effect on his training at all. Instead, they flew around like flies. It was just annoying.
Upon hearing this, the people from Wuwei Martial Arts Hall felt extremely aggrieved. However, they really didn't have any strength left. They couldn't even shout.
They were also extremely helpless. This brat was a monster. They had over a hundred people taking turns to beat him up, but this fellow was completely fine. He couldn't even make him take a step back.
After fighting for an hour, they were exhausted. The other party was still full of vigor. They were completely convinced. No wonder even their eldest senior brother, Yao Zhong, was not his match.
"There's actually no reaction?" "It seems like these people really don't have any strength left."
Xia Ping touched his chin and looked at the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall disciple who was lying on the ground like a pile of mud. No matter how he mocked him, he was indifferent. He felt that this might be the end of today.
"Forget it; I'll let you guys off today." I'll come back tomorrow.
He left after saying this.
"What? You're coming again tomorrow? "Don't come, we're convinced." A disciple from the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall was originally happy to see Xia Ping leave.
However, when he heard this, his face turned completely green. This god of plague was coming again tomorrow. Wouldn't he be subjected to this kid's mental abuse and physical abuse?!
Not only was he green in the face, but the other Wuwei Martial Arts Hall disciples were also green in the face.
However, no matter how unwilling they were, Xia Ping still arrived at the entrance of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall on time the next evening. He shouted again for these people to beat him up.
If these people did not beat him up, he would beat these students up. He was extremely arrogant.
The students of the Mighty Martial Arts Hall were martial arts experts. How could they endure such anger? They rushed forward one by one and helped Xia Ping with his cultivation.
For three days in a row, Xia Ping treated the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall as his home and abused the disciples of the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall every day.
"Use some strength. Yes, I'm talking about you. That two-meter-tall big guy has such big muscles. Why is he punching like a baby? "Did he come over without eating?"
"You, on the other hand, are a Six Heavenly Layer Martial Apprentice."Why are you so weak when you punch? Did you do something with your girlfriend last night? You're so young, yet you're so impudent. Boss, I think you'll be impotent. "Control yourself, understand?"
"What are you laughing at?" It's the same for the three of you. You've grown so big for nothing, yet you still say that you're the top student in the school. I can't tell at all if it's because your school's standards are too low that you're outshone."
Xia Ping stood on the spot and shouted. He kept mentally abusing these Wuwei Martial Arts Hall disciples, making them so angry that their faces alternated between green and white. They almost wanted to vomit blood.
If it was three days ago, they would still have had the desire to fight back. But now, they were used to being abused by that bastard. They were completely beaten into submission. All of them collapsed to the ground, not even wanting to move.
"Why aren't you moving? Hurry up and get up. Are you still students of the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall? Are you still the top students of the school? Do you still want to get into a first-rate university? Based on your attitude, it's simply a dream. The gatekeepers won't even want you." Seeing a group of people from the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall lying on the ground like mud, Xia Ping continued to mentally bombard them.
However, no matter how he bombarded them, the people from the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall seemed to be immune to poison. They were all lying on the ground and pretending to be dead. No matter how Xia Ping shouted, they were unwilling to move.
"Forget it. It looks like you guys really don't have any strength left. I'll come again tomorrow." Xia Ping felt a little regretful. It seemed like today's training could only end in failure.
Upon hearing that, one of the Wuwei Dojo disciples turned green and shouted, "Brother, we admit defeat. We admit defeat completely, alright? "Don't come here and abuse us."
"Last time, we came to your school to act cool. It wasn't very interesting. "Do we need to have such a huge grudge?"
"From now on, we won't provoke you anymore. Please spare us this time. If this continues, our bodies won't be able to take it."
The group of disciples' faces turned green, continuously shouting out. Previously, they were still extremely unconvinced of Xia Ping's strength, but now, they were forcefully beaten into submission. If they weren't convinced, then they could continue tomorrow, who wouldn't be scared?
Even their eldest senior brother, Yao Zhong, was frightened by this fellow. After being severely injured for two consecutive days, he was lying on the ground, pretending to be sick, as though he was trying to hide from the limelight.
"I can't. I have to say that you guys have good qualities and are good sparring partners," Xia Ping said casually. "If I don't find trouble with you guys, I won't feel well."
Comfortable your head!
The group of people were so angry that they were half-dead. If you were comfortable, they would be miserable. They had nightmares every day, afraid that this fellow would follow them home and beat them up at night. They were already traumatized.
"Big Brother, aren't you just looking for sparring partners? There are plenty of Martial Arts Hall in Tianshui City, and there are also quite a few powerful Martial Arts Hall. Why don't you go and find trouble with them?"
"That's right. We're actually very weak. "Don't bully us."
"Anyway, if you come again, I'll just lie on the ground and not move."
The disciples of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall shouted. Some of the disciples still wanted to play dumb and lay on the ground.
"Other Martial Arts Hall?"
Xia Ping had no choice but to seriously consider the feasibility of this matter. After these three days of abuse, the enthusiasm of these disciples had indeed decreased by quite a bit, and they were unable to harm him anymore.
If this continued, his cultivation plan would probably be interrupted.
And after torturing them for three days, he was indeed a little bored.
"Alright, that's it for today. "I'll go to another Martial Arts Hall tomorrow."
Xia Ping decided to leave.
"Holy sh*t, this god of plague has finally left to wreak havoc on the other Martial Arts Hall."
"To celebrate. We must celebrate."
"That's great. The past three days have been filled with dark clouds. I almost wanted to leave Wuwei Martial Arts Hall, but now it's finally sunny."
The disciples of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall cried tears of joy. They hugged each other and cried. They could finally send this god of plague away.
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