Virtue is Abundant

The commission is complete!

Wu Xiaode let out a long sigh of relief.

At this moment, the boy across from him spoke.

"What do you want to do? What do you mean by dedicating these flowers to me?" He said coldly.

Wu Xiaode glanced at the other party, and saw that the boy had already clenched his fists, as if he would shoot at any time.

The boy is over 1.9 meters tall. Not only that, but his waist, neck and legs are very thick.

Wu Xiaode couldn't help being vigilant.

Generally speaking, people who can really fight will not be fooled by the guy who is full of muscles.

first.

Weight itself is a great advantage. Fat will bring strength and endurance, while muscles all over the body represent low body fat, which is not as good as fat, at least fat can buffer.

And it's a fight.

There are no rules for real fights. If you have to say there are, there is only one—

Unscrupulously want you to die.

In this most primitive and brutal fight, anything can be used.

Of course, when the other party is too strong, this rule becomes "escape by any means".

Wu Xiaode once saw an old thug who was surrounded and killed by a group of people, he plucked out the eyeball of the other party and ate it.

Taking advantage of the effort to frighten the gang, the old gangster chopped up a few and successfully escaped from the encirclement by relying on his rough skin and thick flesh.

This is the fight.

The boy in front of him has a suffocating aura, and he looks like he is stubborn. He really doesn't know the result of the fight.

But at this moment, Wu Xiaode suddenly felt a warm feeling all over his body.

This warmth comes from the depths of the soul, as if an unprecedented force is flourishing.

All limbs and bones, all have warm currents rushing.

Lines of small ice crystal characters also appeared on the Book of the Dead at the right time:

"You are already a professional with 3 soul power."

"Your personal strength will continue to improve within a minute, reaching three times the level of ordinary people, and the strength of your soul will also increase accordingly."

"Please continue to wait. When your soul strength stabilizes, that ancestral spirit will complete his gift of thanks."

triple...

Really good news.

However, Wu Xiaode is still not ready to take action now.

After all, if you can't fight, you won't fight.

But it's not always a good thing to have a fight with someone.

The best strategy right now is to wait for the ancestral spirit's thank you to arrive, and see if you can bring yourself some ways to deal with the current situation.

Wu Xiaode coughed lightly and said with sincerity on his face:

"This classmate, it's time to test you."

Everyone quieted down and waited for the words behind him.

The tall boy's face was even colder, and even brought a bit of murderous intent.

Wu Xiaode felt a little bit.

I don't know if it's because of becoming a professional, or because I once felt the world-crushing aura of a giant.

At this moment, he could feel the murderous intent on the other side.

He continued:

"Classmate, we are going to throw these flowers into the trash now, please listen to the question—"

"In garbage classification, what kind of garbage are flowers?"

The tall boy was stunned.

All the people in the audience were dumbfounded.

"You just want to tell him this?" Sun Mingyue couldn't help asking.

"Dear classmates, it's like this - we are doing a campus civilized knowledge propaganda today, specifically about garbage sorting - these flowers are props." Wu Xiaode showed a serious expression.

Sun Mingyue was dumbfounded.

What about confession?

Obviously it is a confession, and because of this, his reputation will be even louder.

But how did it become garbage classification?

The tall boy didn't speak for a while, and he didn't even know how to react.

Disappointing noises erupted from the audience.

After a long time, it turned out that it was only a public welfare publicity and knowledge popularization activity, but I thought I could eat melons here.

Many people were too lazy to watch, so they dispersed and walked towards the cafeteria.

A line of small frosty characters appeared:

"Battle tip: You killed the entire confession ceremony."

Wu Xiaode shook his head slightly.

What is there to be reminded of? Instead of reminding myself of this, it is better to let myself quickly get the gift of thanks from that ancestor's spirit.

However, there are no new hints in the void.

The boy said, "I'm Li Zheng, the president of the Free Fighting Club. What's your name, this classmate? Which department?"

"Zhao Zi'ang, a freshman in the Chinese Department," Wu Xiaode said sternly, "Student Li Zheng, I saw you speak at the conference, wow, that's really great."

As he spoke, he gave the other person a thumbs up.

The chairman should speak often.

Now let me praise you.

- I've already praised you, but you still want to fight with me?

This is not good.

After all, I wasn't your original target.

"Zhao Zi'ang, isn't it interesting to play with me in public? Come on, let's play it."

Li Zheng laughed and walked towards Wu Xiaode step by step, with the sound of bones moving from his body.

Wu Xiaode suddenly had a comprehension in his heart—

The other party is genuine.

Is it because you ruined their plan? or something else?

There is too little information.

Completely unaware of the other party's intentions.

It seems that he really replaced Zhao Junyu and fell into this murder.

Between the electric light and flint, a line of small ice crystal characters quickly appeared:

"Your soul has stabilized, and its strength has reached three times that of ordinary people."

"Thanks are coming soon."

At the same time as the small characters appeared, a low and old voice sounded in Wu Xiaode's heart:

"Boy, I'll give you something."

The voice just fell.

Wu Xiaode suddenly lost control of his body.

——It was as if he was possessed by something. He could only watch, but he couldn't stop his body from making every movement.

He stood alone in the middle of the playground with his hands behind his back, showing a completely different temperament from before.

"I haven't shot myself for many years. You can fight against me. It's a blessing that you have cultivated in several lifetimes. You should kneel down and give thanks."

His voice was a little different from usual, with a hint of vicissitudes and arrogance.

Li Zheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed loudly: "Okay! Good! Good! Extremely arrogant boy, what do you think you are? Look at me pressing you to the ground and beating you into a dead dog!"

After speaking, his figure flashed, and his whole body suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Wu Xiaode with all his strength.

With his body mass, I'm afraid he can knock Wu Xiaode out!

Wu Xiaode's eyes suddenly became as sharp as blades, and he said in a low voice, "It's too slow."

I saw that his figure was slightly sideways, and a fist was struck like lightning.

Boom!

A dull sound.

Li Zheng was hit in the waist and eye by this punch, and he flew out and rolled dozens of meters on the grass.

The whole place was silent.

Wu Xiaode kept his boxing action, with a look of regret on his face: "You are the worst generation I have ever fought."

Li Zheng gritted his teeth, got up from the grass, and shouted, "Come again!"

He stomped on the ground with his feet, his figure flashed continuously, and he rushed towards Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode took a stance on the spot, turning his fists into palms.

"drink!"

Wu Xiaode spun around, avoiding Li Zheng's collision, and slapped him **** the back.

Li Zheng was shot and flew out, hit the ground, and rolled dozens of meters again.

"It's too weak, I can kill you when I'm five years old." Wu Xiaode sighed.

Li Zheng was originally lying on the ground. Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment. Then he let out an angry howl and said with a twisted face: "I want you to die! Zhao Zian, I want to kill you with one shot!"

He reached out and touched his arms.

An inexplicable atmosphere quietly enveloped the audience.

Just now he said-

Gun?

The quick-responding student shouted loudly, "Run!"

More people reacted, and screams quickly erupted, running in all directions.

Time passed slowly.

Li Zheng didn't feel anything.

"What are you looking for?" Wu Xiaode asked calmly.

Li Zheng's face gradually turned from anger to pale, his lips trembled, and his head was covered in cold sweat.

"It's you, it must be you, give it back to me!" he said.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Wu Xiaode said lightly.

Li Zheng suddenly whistled and said loudly, "Brothers, help me **** him!"

Behind the crowd, twenty or so tall boys responded.

They were talking and laughing as they surrounded Wu Xiaode.

"There are so many people, do you dare to take them out? I'm calling you crazy, now go to hell!"

Li Zheng, whose face was covered in blood, roared.

Wu Xiaode squinted at the group of boys, the corner of his mouth twitched, his face full of disdain.

At the same time, the old voice resounded in his heart again:

"Boy, the gun is in your hand, whether to use a gun or a fist, you choose one."

Wu Xiaode said without hesitation, "Senior, let's use our fists."

"Why?" the old voice asked.

"These people have no grievances or enmity with me. The purpose of our fight is not to kill people, but to uphold justice and make peace with others." Wu Xiaode said.

——The fight is for peace of mind? How did I hear it for the first time?

The old voice paused and asked with a smile:

"But what if the other party deceives people too much?"

"Call the police." Wu Xiaode said.

"What if the other party wants to kill your whole family and you don't have time to call the police?" the old voice insisted.

"If you have a gun, use a gun. If you don't have a gun, use a knife. If you don't have a knife, use a fist. You will be beaten until you die." Wu Xiaode said.

"Tsk, you have a firm mind, you are at ease, and you are full of martial virtues. Boy, if I give you a road to the sky in the future, you won't be able to transform into a dragon and fly to the sky?" The old voice said with sincere admiration.

While the two of them were talking, the twenty or so boys had already run more than half the distance, and they would surround Wu Xiaode in less than ten seconds.

"Okay." The old voice said.

When the words fell, Wu Xiaode only felt that his knees were slightly bent, and he took a stance on the spot.

Countless images flashed through Wu Xiaode's mind.

These pictures are all scenes of martial arts professionals fighting against the enemy. They are as deeply imprinted in Wu Xiaode's memory as imprints and can never be forgotten.

When the twenty or so tall boys rushed towards him—

Wu Xiaode watched him raise his hands, his eyes drooped slightly, and his breath suddenly stopped.

The first boy got close and kicked.

Wu Xiaode's hands turned into afterimages, stacked on his chest, and smashed forward like a cannon hammer—

An incredible scene appeared on the playground.

The air twisted for a moment, and blasted out from his hands like a rush of water.

It's like some kind of illusion—

Two golden threads flickered on his arm, and there seemed to be a faint sound of gold-piercing cracking stones scattered in the void.

The boy flew out backwards, knocked down three or five boys in a row, and rolled to the ground, UU reading www. uukanshu.com were all lying on the ground, howling like a pig.

Wu Xiaode walked forward step by step, and wherever he passed along the way, all the attackers were shot out by him.

When he pierced through the charging formation of more than 20 people, he then clasped his palms into fists again, folded back and forth, and closed them on his chest, still motionless.

Behind him, more than twenty boys were all lying on the ground, without exception.

The old voice sounded again: "Boy, this type of iron hand blocking the river is the profound meaning of iron wire boxing. The old man only exerted less than half of his strength, and he unloaded all the strength in the empty space, and no one was injured - you learn this one. Not learn?"

"Learn! Learn! Learn! Senior, please teach it to me. I am grateful." Wu Xiaode said repeatedly.

"Okay, I will pass it on to you today. I hope you will take care of my descendants in the future."

The old voice slowly disappeared.

In the void, the black-covered Book of the Undead was automatically opened, and lines of small words in ice crystals were quickly refreshed:

"The body has finished the last sync."

"The ancestral spirit broke away from your body and returned to the spiritual world."

"You got the last teaching from the ancient ancestors."

"You have begun to master the ancient martial arts, the profound meaning of boxing of the iron-line school—"

"The iron hand blocks the river."

All the small words disappeared in a flash.

The next moment.

Wu Xiaode only felt that he had regained control over his body.

He looked back.

I saw that Li Zheng's face was completely sluggish, and he muttered in despair:

"This is twenty-five people... how is it possible... who can stop..."

His eyes met Wu Xiaode's, his heart throbbed, he jumped up and shouted, turned around and ran out of the playground.