Seeing these people in white training clothes surrounding him, Xia Ping's eyes flickered, but he did not panic. This was the school gate. In public, these people would not dare to make a move.
And even if they really made a move, he was not afraid.
"Are you Xia Ping?"
The person who spoke was a young man with a buzz cut. He was about 17 or 18 years old. His body was very strong, his eyes were like a god, and his whole body exuded a powerful aura.
His every move seemed to be natural. It seemed that while walking, he integrated martial arts into his ordinary movements. Xia Ping immediately saw that the other party was a master, stronger than Zhou Tai 'an.
"I am. Why are you looking for me?" Xia Ping looked at the man with a buzz cut lightly.
The eyes of the man with a buzz cut revealed a terrifying light and he said aggressively: "My name is Yao Zhong, the eldest disciple of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall. Zhou Tai 'an also studies in this martial arts hall. That is to say, he is my junior brother. Do you understand what I mean?"
The huge momentum on his body crushed down as if he wanted to force Xia Ping to surrender.
"So that's how it is. Zhou Tai 'an can't beat me, so he asked you, his senior brother, to trouble me?" Xia Ping looked at the other party disdainfully, "After beating the young one, the old one came out. It seems that Zhou Tai 'an is really a sore loser."
"Shut up, you kid, what do you know."
"Who are you calling a sore loser? Don't spread rumors here."
"Senior Brother Zhou didn't ask us to come. We came by ourselves."
A group of men in white training clothes shouted angrily and stared at Xia Ping angrily. They simply wanted to eat this kid alive. If they let others believe that their Wuwei Martial Arts Hall was a group of sore losers, their reputation would be ruined.
"It seems that you are not only despicable and shameless, but your mouth is also very poisonous."
Yao Zhong stared at Xia Ping: "But martial artists rely on strength, skills, and the strong are respected, not words. People who only rely on their mouth to speak will only have this little ability in their lifetime. "
There was a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth.
Xia Ping said lightly: "Really? Your junior brother seems to have been defeated by someone who only knows how to talk, and he was crippled with one punch. He can't even get up. "
"Shut up, did I allow you to speak? You don't know how to appreciate favors! "
Yao Zhong's eyes flashed with a cold light. He suddenly made a move and slapped Xia Ping's face. The sound of the slap whistled through the air, containing a powerful force.
Moreover, this palm was extremely strange and terrifying. In the blink of an eye, countless palm shadows appeared in the air, like butterflies flying through flowers. It was impossible to see through this palm.
Whoosh!
Xia Ping didn't even look at it. His figure flashed and he took a few steps back, easily dodging the palm.
With a bang, the palm struck empty air. The powerful palm force vibrated and shot out in all directions. A clear palm print was immediately left on a nearby cement wall. Gravel fell with a crash.
"What? This kid actually dodged Eldest Senior Brother's Thousand Illusory Palms, how is this possible? " A group of men in white exercise clothes were shocked. They had planned to watch a good show. They wanted to see the miserable state of this brat being slapped by their Senior Brother. If he was slapped, he would probably lose a few teeth. His mouth would be full of blood and he would be lying on the ground like a dog.
However, this brat had easily dodged the palm strike, appearing as if it was as light as the clouds and gentle as the wind.
"No wonder you can defeat my Junior Brother Zhou Tai 'an." Yao Zhong's eyes flashed. "You can actually escape my Thousand Illusory Palms. It seems that you are not a fake."
He is a powerhouse of the Seventh Heaven of Martial Disciple, and it was a sudden attack. But this kid can actually avoid it. This state is very unusual.
"Do you want to die?!" Xia Ping's eyes showed a trace of anger. This guy clearly wanted to provoke him. If he didn't avoid it just now, he would have been slapped away by him immediately. His face would have been swollen and he would have been thoroughly humiliated.
"Looking for death?"
Yao Zhong sneered: "With your strength, you want to fight me? I advise you to bear it. Even if you are lucky enough to escape my palm, you can't be my opponent. "
"And I'm not here to fight with you. I'm just here to warn you. Don't be too arrogant. Otherwise, sooner or later, you will be in trouble."
"Although my Junior Brother lost to you this time, it doesn't mean he will lose to you in the future."
"This hatred, he will come to avenge himself in the future, you just wait."
After saying this, he wanted to leave with a group of people.
"You hit me with a palm. Do you think you can leave so easily?" Xia Ping looked at Yao Zhong faintly. "You also take a punch from me. Let's see if you have this qualification to talk big."
Boom ~ ~
In an instant, his body moved, and his momentum skyrocketed. He crossed three or four meters in an instant, came to Yao Zhong, and punched him in vain.
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"What?!"
Yao Zhong's face changed drastically. How could he think that this kid dared to attack him, a powerhouse of the Seventh Heaven of Martial Disciple, and he was a little caught off guard.
And this punch was extremely terrifying and overbearing, exuding a huge force of thousands of pounds, rumbling, and the energy radiating in all directions, as if there was a giant dragon roaring in the void, shaking the world.
In a hurry, he could only stretch out his hands and put on a defensive posture. The fist and the two palms collided, and the energy exploded. Yao Zhong couldn't bear this terrifying force, and his body was immediately blasted out.
Boom!
His body slammed into the school wall, creating a human-shaped pit. Gravel splashed everywhere, smoke and dust billowed, and even he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his lungs were injured.
"You dare to talk nonsense to me with this little ability. You, Yao Zhong, are not qualified. Do you understand?" Xia Ping looked at Yao Zhong, who was blown away by his own punch, and stood with his hands behind his back.
"If you make me angry, I will also cripple you with one punch and send you to the hospital, just like your stupid junior brother."
Hearing this, a group of men in white exercise clothes were angry and exploded.
"Sneak attack and you dare to be so arrogant?!"
"You dare to attack Senior Brother Yao, you want to die."
"Let's go up and kill him together and show him some power."
They were all mad with anger.
"You want to fight? You'd better think about it. " Xia Ping sneered. "This is Tianshui City 95th High School. This is my territory. As long as I call, hundreds of brothers will come out."
"If you want to die, do it."
Hearing this, the dozen or so men in white exercise clothes were suddenly stunned and a little timid. Only now did they remember that they were in someone else's territory, standing at the school gate.
If this kid really shouted, maybe hundreds of people would rush out immediately and beat them up. At that time, they would probably be miserable, and they would have to go to the hospital for at least a few months.
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