"What?!"
Seeing that his Thousand Phantom Palms was broken and even his right hand was caught, Yao Zhong's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that he would be defeated so easily.
At the same time, he felt a violent sense of crisis. All the cells in his body tightened. He wanted to pull out his right hand that was caught by Xia Ping, but his right hand seemed to be caught by a crane, containing a terrifying entanglement.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of it. It was extremely terrifying.
"Oh no!"
At this moment, Yao Zhong's face was ashen. He felt a strong sense of crisis because when his right hand was caught, the other party clenched his left fist and punched in vain.
Leopard Fist- Leopard Meteor!
With a bang, the sound of a cheetah rose in the air. The air burst and slammed fiercely on Yao Zhong's abdomen. Immediately, he felt a terrifying force explode in his abdomen.
"Ah!"
Yao Zhong let out a miserable scream. His whole body was blasted out. He slid along the ground for hundreds of meters and finally stopped when he hit the wall.
He stared at Xia Ping and seemed to want to struggle, but after struggling for a few seconds, a sharp pain came from his body. He fell to the ground with a snap and fainted.
"Senior Brother Yao Zhong!"
A group of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall disciples shouted anxiously. They all surrounded him, very worried.
Some people were simply in disbelief. This was the famous Yao Zhong, a powerhouse at the 7th Heavenly Layer. He was invincible in this area and could be called the trump card of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall.
But now, he was defeated by this kid with one punch and even knocked out. Was there any justice in this world?
"He fainted just like that?"
Xia Ping's face showed a trace of disappointment: "He's really fragile. He fainted after just one punch. Is he acting? The eldest disciple of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall only has this strength. "
"Who the fuck is acting? Didn't you see Senior Brother Yao Zhong rolling his eyes? I know Senior Brother Yao Zhong. He doesn't have such good acting skills. "A disciple of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall shouted in grief and indignation.
Hearing this, the other short and fat disciple was furious. With a smack, he hit the guy hard. "What the hell are you talking about? Do you 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 Brother Yao Zhong. I can't stand it."
"Insult my ass. Your words are the real insult." The short and fat disciple was so angry that he wanted to beat this guy up.
Xia Ping looked speechless and waved his hand: "Okay, okay, stop arguing. I know the true level of your Wuwei Martial Arts Hall. It seems that it's not that good."
What?!
Hearing this, a group of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall disciples were mad. All of them turned their heads and glared at Xia Ping, as if they wanted to rush up and tear this bastard to pieces.
Seeing this, Xia Ping squinted. "What's wrong? Are you not convinced? "
"Submit your sister!"
"Wuwei Martial Arts Hall is a well-known martial arts hall. There are many strong and capable people. How can you insult it?"
"Change your words immediately, or you won't be able to leave 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, looked at these people faintly, and said: "Then let me see your strength. But if I take action against you, it's simply bullying the weak. It's very unfair. This is beating you up."
The disciples of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall were so angry that their noses were crooked. How much did this bastard look down on people before he was willing? He was too hateful.
"How about this." Xia Ping made his own suggestion. "I will stand here and let you attack me. As long as you can make me take a step back, even if I lose, I will automatically leave Wuwei Martial Arts Hall and never come back in this life."
"Too arrogant, who do you think you are?"
"Stand here and let us attack you. You are too arrogant. Even the powerhouses of the ninth heavenly layer dare not do this."
"As long as you take a step back, you will admit defeat. You bastard, you look down on people too much. If we really do it, I'm afraid you will go to the hospital for a year."
The faces of the disciples of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall were all distorted. They felt that they had lived for so many years, but they had never seen such an angry bastard.
"Since you all said so, then I will be honest."
Xia Ping was very simple and direct: "Actually, I look down on you. I think you have no strength. Even if you attack me, it is like a mosquito bite."
"If you are not convinced, try it."
He put on a look of asking for a beating, stood still, and let the other party attack.
"Fuck, I have never wanted to beat someone so much in my life. Let's try it. Let's go together and beat this bastard to death." A disciple of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall couldn't stand it anymore and rushed over immediately.
Seeing this, many disciples also rushed over.
Bang bang bang!!!
These people punched and kicked Xia Ping with all their might. It was as if they were punching a sandbag. Needless to say, they were using all their strength.
Even during normal training, they were not so serious.
But when they attacked Xia Ping, they all felt strange. It was as if they were not attacking a human, but a mass of cotton.
No matter how fierce the punch was, when it hit this kid, the powerful attack power would be digested and absorbed cleanly. This kind of depression almost made them 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? " Xia Ping stood comfortably in the same place with his hands behind his back. He operated Darknorth Body Protection Technique and let these enemies attack him.
He felt his body was limp. Numb. A warm current surged around his body. It was very comfortable. A trace of true energy flowed around his body, constantly becoming stronger.
He had to say that this was simply the best cultivation method. Even if he cultivated in seclusion, meditated on the spot, and absorbed the energy of heaven and earth, it would not be as fast as now.
At the same time, in order to stimulate the combat effectiveness of these people, he also provoked them from time to time to stimulate their nerves.
"I will feed you."
"Everyone, use your strength, don't hold back."
"Kill this bastard, this kind of person is born to be beaten."
"If we don't beat this guy until he is half paralyzed, our Wuwei Martial Arts Hall will lose face."
"This is not only our dignity, but also the dignity of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall. We must not retreat."
The group of people in Wuwei Martial Arts Hall shouted desperately, and their morale was greatly boosted. They all vowed that they would never let this bastard Xia Ping look down on them. At the very least, they would beat him back and kick him out.
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