章 53: Fake Reputation
"What?!"
When Yao Zhong saw that his Thousand Illusion Palm had been broken and his right hand had been grabbed, his expression changed dramatically. He never expected that he would be defeated so easily.
At the same time, he felt a strong sense of danger. All the cells in his body tensed up. He wanted to pull out his right hand that was grabbed by Xia Ping, but his right hand seemed to be caught by the crane. It contained a terrifying entanglement force.
No matter how hard he tried, he could not break free. It was extremely terrifying.
"Crap!"
At this moment, Yao Zhong's face was ashen. He felt a strong sense of danger because when his right hand was grabbed, his opponent clenched his left fist and punched.
Leopard Fist—Leopard Shooting Star!
With a bang, the sound of a cheetah was heard in the air. The air exploded and hit Yao Zhong's abdomen. Immediately, he felt a terrifying force explode in his abdomen.
"Ah!"
Yao Zhong let out a blood-curdling scream as he was sent flying. He slid along the ground for more than a hundred meters before he finally stopped when he hit the wall.
He stared at Xia Ping as if he wanted to struggle. However, after struggling for a few seconds, he felt a sharp pain in his body. He fell to the ground with a thud and fainted from the pain.
"Senior Brother Yao Zhong!"
A group of martial arts dojo disciples cried out, their hearts burning with anxiety. They all surrounded him, extremely worried.
Some people simply found it unbelievable. This was the renowned Yao Zhong, an expert at the seventh heavenly layer of the Martial Apprentice realm. He was invincible in this area and could be considered the trump card of the Martial Arts Hall.
But now he's been defeated and forcefully knocked out by a single punch from this kid. Was there any justice in this world?
"He fainted just like that?"
Xia Ping looked disappointed. "He's so weak. He fainted after just one punch. Is he acting? "That's all he has."
"Who the f*ck is acting?" Can't you see that Senior Brother Yao Zhong is rolling his eyes? I know Senior Brother Yao Zhong. "He doesn't have such good acting skills." A disciple from the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall shouted in grief and indignation.
Upon hearing this, another short and fat disciple was extremely angry. With a loud smack, he gave that fellow a hard knock. "What are you talking about? Do you even know how to speak? If you don't know how to speak, then don't speak. "No one will treat you as a mute."
That person felt wronged. "But that bastard is insulting Senior Apprentice Brother Yao Zhong. I can't stand it."
"Insult my ass! "Your words are the real insult!" The short, fat disciple was so angry that he wanted to beat this guy up.
Xia Ping was speechless. He waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, stop arguing." I know the real standard of your Wuwei Martial Arts Hall. Looks like it's not that good. It's just a fake reputation."
What?!
When they heard this, a group of Martial Arts Hall disciples went mad with rage. All of them turned around and glared angrily at Xia Ping, as if they wanted to charge forward and completely tear this bastard apart.
Seeing this, Xia Ping gave them a side glance. "What's wrong?" "Are you guys unconvinced?"
"Convince your sister!"
Wuwei Martial Arts Hall is a martial arts hall that has been famous for a long time. The strong are as common as clouds, and there are many capable people. "How can it be insulted by a kid like you?"
"Take back your words immediately." Otherwise, don't even think about going to Wuwei Martial Arts Hall.
Everyone glared fiercely at Xia Ping, their hearts bursting with anger.
"Interesting."
Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back as he calmly stared at these people. "In that case, let me see your strength." However, if I made a move against you guys, it would be the same as bullying the weak. This is extremely unfair. "I'm beating you guys up."
The disciples of the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall were so angry that their noses were crooked. How much did this bastard have to look down on them to be willing to accept this? He was too despicable. This person was too annoying.
"How about this?" Xia Ping suggested, "I'll stand here and not move, and you can attack me however you want." "As long as you can make me take a step back, even if I lose, I'll automatically leave the Wuwei Dojo and never come in."
"You're too arrogant." "Who do you think you are?"
"Stand here and let us attack you. You're too arrogant. "Even a Ninth-Heaven layer Martial Apprentice wouldn't dare to do this."
"As long as we beat you up until you take a step back and admit defeat, you bastard, you're looking down on us too much. If we really fight, I'm afraid you'll be hospitalized for a year, understand?"
The faces of the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall disciples were all twisted. They felt that in all their years of living, they had never seen such an infuriating bastard. He was simply asking for a beating.
"Since you've already said so, I'll be honest."
Xia Ping was very simple and direct. "Actually, I look down on all of you. I feel that you don't have much strength. Even if you attack me, it will be like a mosquito bite."
"If you're not convinced, try it."
He put on an annoying expression and stood still, allowing his opponent to attack him.
"F*ck, I've never wanted to beat someone up so badly in my life. Let's give it a try. "Everyone, let's attack together and beat this bastard to death." A disciple from Wuwei Martial Arts Hall could not take it anymore and rushed over immediately.
Seeing this, many disciples also rushed over.
Bang bang bang!!!
These people were punching and kicking Xia Ping with all their might. They were using all their strength. It was as if they were punching sandbags.
Even during normal training, they were not that serious.
However, when they attacked Xia Ping, they felt that it was strange. It was as if they were not attacking humans but cotton.
No matter how fierce a punch was, if it landed on this kid's body, the powerful attack would be completely digested and absorbed. This kind of depressing feeling almost made him vomit blood.
"What's wrong? You don't have any strength at all. "Do you want to go home and let your mother feed you milk?" Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back. He stood on the spot comfortably and circulated the Beiming Protection Technique, allowing these enemies to attack him.
He felt his body go limp and numb. A warm current flowed around his body. It was very comfortable. Strands of true energy flowed around his body, constantly becoming stronger.
It had to be said that this was simply the best cultivation method. Even if one were to enter closed-door training and meditate on the spot to absorb natural energies, it would not be as fast as it is now.
At the same time, in order to stimulate the combat power of these people, he would provoke them from time to time and stimulate their nerves.
"I'll feed your face."
Everyone, use some strength. Don't hold back."
"Beat this bastard to death." "This kind of person deserves a beating."
"If we don't beat this guy until he's paralyzed, our Wuwei Martial Arts Hall will lose all face."
"This is not only our dignity, but also the dignity of the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall. "We must not retreat."
The group of people from the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall shouted with all their might, and their morale was greatly shaken. They all swore that they absolutely could not allow this bastard Xia Ping to look down on them. At the very least, they wanted to beat him until he took a step back and was kicked out of the door.
Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing if the people from the other Martial Arts Hall knew that they could not even beat him back by a single step when they attacked so many people.
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