Seeing the sports man punching fast and hard, Xiao Budian was shocked. He really didn't expect that the mad man would be so powerful.
There was no time to dodge, Xiao Budian just retracted his arms to his chest, and the attack of the athletic man came like a shadow. The powerful force pushed Xiao Budian back uncontrollably, and a burning pain came from his arm. This was the first time he felt that kind of intense pain after the injection of serum.
The sports man's eyes were fierce, and he wanted to teach him a hard lesson, but he was stopped by Gu Sha who rushed up.
"Your opponent is me!" Gu Sha snorted coldly, the claw on the back of his hand appeared, flashing a cold light and grabbed the sports man's cheek.
I couldn't help but be a little confused in my heart. I have known Gu Sha for a while, and it was only when he wanted to assassinate Liu Zhentian that I saw him use a weapon. Usually, he fought with his opponent with his bare hands. However, as soon as I got up, I used a weapon, which really made me a little bit of a monk who was confused.
The athletic man's strength is strong, and his ability to kill alone is not for nothing. The two masters fight together, causing a series of phantoms. Many customers are dazzled, and they applaud and cheer for the two from time to time.
"I'm going! This guy turns out to be so powerful." Xiao Budian said to himself, a little scared and a little excited.
"Are you all right?" Ren Haojie looked at him with a deep concern on his face.
Little Budian replied lightly: "It's okay, boss, it's just a little pain."
Speaking unintentionally and listening intently, Ren Haojie walked over with a dignified expression and rolled up the little sleeves, and was horrified to find that his arm had been deformed by the beating.
Wu Xianming and Bu Zhigang came over and saw a pit recessed in Xiaobudian's deformed arm, their faces darkened instantly. They knew that even with the injection of serum, the sportsman's full blow had broken the little arm bone.
"Boss, let's go together and get it back for the little one." Wu Xianming's eyes were already red, and his clenched fists made a 'kakaka' sound.
Ren Haojie didn't feel good when he saw the relationship for many years, without any hesitation, he said coldly, "Let's go together and kill this bastard."
With Ren Haojie's consent, Wu Xianming and Bu Zhigang shouted and rushed up like tigers descending the mountain.
In the face of the solitary killing that used his claw guards, the athletic man was already parrying everywhere. At this time, with Ren Haojie and the three who wanted to get justice for Xiaodian, it seemed a little stretched.
"Go away!" The sportsman shouted, and suddenly he jumped up and hit Wu Xianming on the chest, causing him to stagger backwards.
Ren Haojie's eyes widened, and he punched the sportsman's head fiercely, while Bu Zhigang attacked his lower plate. The sportsman sneered, dodged a heavy punch from Ren Haojie sideways, and put his toes on Bu Zhigang's calf. The whole body bounced with this force, and a swinging leg kicked Ren Haojie's neck. Kicked him straight to the side.
As I approached slowly, I suddenly stretched out my hand to catch Ren Haojie, which prevented him from coming into close contact with the ground.
"Super brother, I..."
Seeing Ren Haojie blushing, how could I not know what he was thinking? I smiled at him comfortingly: "This person's strength is not lower than that of the senior alone, so it's not a shame to beat him."
"In the end, we are still too weak." Ren Haojie sighed helplessly.
Gu Sha's face became more and more gloomy. If the sportsman injured Ren Haojie, Xiao Budian and others under his nose, he would lose face as a half-master.
"You guys step back!" Gu Sha shouted at Bu Zhigang who was about to rush up again, and at the same time his body turned into an afterimage and attacked the sportsman. Bu Zhigang and Wu Xianming did not dare to go against the will of the solitary killing, and angrily withdrew.
Compared with the fight at the beginning, the solitary killing at this time can be said to be the key greeting to the sportsman. Although Ren Haojie and others were not joined, the sportsman did not feel relieved at all.
Gu Sha crossed his arms and bounced back to the athletic man's palm, and the claw guards in his hands grabbed the athletic man's cheeks and chest respectively. Facing the hurried and fast attack, the athletic man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he kicked Gu Sha's thigh. With this force, his figure burst back, but he was still a step slower, and instantly burst out on his left cheek. Five bloody scratches.
Lonely killed without a pause, and his body turned into an afterimage. The sportsman's eyes blushed, his arms shook, and a quaint dagger was held in his hand, and he slashed against the claws of Gu Sha.
"Blade of Dragon Wind!" My eyes lit up, and at the same time I broke into a cold sweat for Gu Sha.
It is rumored that the blade of the dragon wind is cut like mud, if it is cut, I am afraid that even the entire palm of the lonely killing will not be able to be saved.
Gu Sha's face was solemn, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. At the moment when the Dragon Wind Blade came, he pressed his palms down, and the protective claws were silently slashed.
Gu Sha did not continue to attack, but quickly stepped back. After standing still, he looked at the sports man with a complicated expression, and whispered: "Junior brother, stay safe."
The sportsman snorted coldly: "I didn't expect that the king of killers, who has always regarded himself as lofty and unwilling to be in the company of anyone, would actually do things for a hairy boy. Senior brother, after ten years of seclusion, not only did his skills degenerate, but he didn't even have ambition. already?"
Being ridiculed mercilessly by the sportsman, he laughed without anger: "Senior brother didn't expect that he would even be a bodyguard for a woman."
The sportsman frowned and retorted: "So what, she saved my life."
When Gu Sha heard the words, he suddenly laughed out loud, pointed at me, and said, "What a coincidence, he also saved my life."
The sportsman looked at me with a bit of confusion and disdain in his eyes, and his expression was obviously disbelief. If I hadn't stopped him, Ren Haojie would have rushed up to fight him again.
Gu Sha Lao Shen asked, "What's wrong? Don't you believe it? If you don't believe it, how about we make a bet?"
The sportsman was silent for a while, his eyes wandered back and forth between me and Gu Sha, and asked, "What are you betting on?"
"I bet you can't beat this hairy boy in your mouth, and I bet he really saved me with strength." Gu Sha said confidently and slowly.
"What's the stake?"
"Blade of Dragon Wind."
"Impossible!" The athletic man's face sank, and he refused.
"Hey, it's not too late for junior brother to listen to me first and then refuse."
"If you want to get the Dragon Wind Blade from me, don't even think about it." The athletic man's tone was stubborn, and it seemed that if he disagreed, he would fight.
"What if I make a bet with you with the master's handwritten note? Don't you think about it, too?"
"What!" The sportsman suddenly moved, his eyebrows unable to hide his excitement.
"Haven't you always been interested in Master's Codex? Haven't you always wanted to get it? I'll give you a chance today." Gu Sha's tone stopped, and his eyes suddenly narrowed, "Even if you don't want to bet, I promise you , you can't run away with this woman today. As long as I subdue this woman, you still have to hand over the Dragon Wind Blade obediently?"
"You touch her and try it!" The sportsman refused to give in at all, and he was about to start with Gu Sha again.
Gu Sha snorted coldly: "What senior brother said has never been impossible. If you don't believe me, you can try!"
Seeing the killing intent, the sportsman fell silent. He was strong and might not be afraid of killing alone, but Xiao Yao was different. If Gu Sha really killed her desperately, she would not be able to escape.
The athletic man glanced at Xiao Yao with complicated eyes, and his expression gradually became firm: "Okay, I'll bet with you! I just hope that senior brother can keep his words as he always does."
"Don't worry about this junior brother, senior brother always says what he says. As long as you are willing to bet with me, if you lose, you will hand over the Dragon Wind Blade, and if you win, I will give you the master's handbook, and let you take this with you. The woman leaves." Gu Sha readily agreed.
The sportsman stopped talking nonsense, turned around silently, approached me murderously step by step, and said coldly, "Boy, I hope you don't disappoint me too much."
The four brothers Ren Haojie tacitly stepped in front of me and looked at the sportsman with vigilance. I patted their shoulders gratefully and comforted: "Don't worry, even if you don't have confidence in me, you should have confidence in your seniors, right?"
The four of them looked at each other, then looked at Lone Kill with a calm expression, and silently stepped aside.
For a master at the level of a sportsman, if he really did his best to attack recklessly, Ren Haojie and the four would not be his opponents at all, and they would break my heart.
Since Gu Sha dares to make this bet with him, it shows that he has analyzed the strength of the sports man and me. Even if I can't win, at least I won't lose, and it's unlikely that my life will be in danger.
And I have also seen the strength of sports men before. Although he is strong, it is at most comparable to the solitary killing. I have also competed with Gu Sha, and although Gu Sha at that time was much weaker than it is now, I am now much stronger than before.
"Since you are the junior brother of Senior Lonely Killing Senior, I should call you Senior. Don't worry, I still understand the etiquette and etiquette, and I won't let you lose too ugly in front of Senior and Sister Xiao Yao." I His tone was relaxed and authentic, and he made no secret of his disdain and arrogance.
The sportsman couldn't help but get angry: "You arrogant boy, I will teach you how to be a humble person later."
Looking at the athletic man who was approaching step by step, my brows and eyes curled into a bright smile, and my rant was not to underestimate him, but to test if I could provoke him. A person who is easily angered is far easier to deal with than an opponent whose face has not changed since Mount Tai collapsed in front of him. Perhaps this is the reason for the bet on Lone Kill.