Chapter 1,220, Dragon King Martial Arts School

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The taxi driver felt something loose in his mind, and then a large number of memories flooded into his mind.

"Oh...where am I?"

He held his head, his expression blank, and after a moment, his eyes became clear.

"I remembered, I am a giant!"

He said with an emotionless smile: "Now that you remember it, I won't pay the taxi fare."

The giant god also smiled and said: "You really know how to take advantage!"

The two got out of the car, looked at the luxurious and domineering martial arts gym in front of them, and started to complain.

"The decoration style of this martial arts hall is really vulgar, and it is in line with the low-level aesthetics of the Dragon King."

"Haha, especially the two stone statues in front of the martial arts hall. Everyone else is a stone lion, but he just put his own stone statue here. I am convinced!"

The two of them were talking and laughing as they walked towards the martial arts gym. Two strong men at the door immediately stopped them with their hands.

"Stop! Dragon King Martial Arts Hall, no idlers are allowed in!"

The giant god said politely: "We want to see your host."

A strong man looked him up and down: "Do you have a reservation? If not, you can't come in!"

"Hey, the Dragon King is really arrogant. Do you need to make an appointment to see him?" The giant god chuckled. He and Shan Dao Bu Bu looked at each other affectionately, acted at the same time, and rushed inside!

A few minutes later……

The two of them were thrown out of the martial arts gym. The strong man guarding the door spat at them and cursed: "With your three-legged cats' skills, do you dare to break into our martial arts gym? You are overestimating your capabilities!"

"Get out of here! Otherwise I'll send you to the hospital to stay there for a few days!"

Ju Shen and Dong Dao Fu Bu got up emotionally, their noses and faces were bruised and swollen, and they stumbled back to the taxi, holding the painful parts.

"Damn, how did we become so weak? If it were the real world, I could handle those two bastards just now!" the giant said depressedly, rubbing his bruised arm.

He shrugged emotionlessly: "There is no way, this is the world in the Dragon King's mind. To him, we are all ordinary people, and of course we have no fighting power."

"What should we do?" The giant god held the steering wheel and said, "If you can't enter the martial arts hall, you won't be able to see the Dragon King, and you won't be able to wake him up."

He did not show emotion but smiled slightly: "It's not difficult to enter a martial arts gym. Don't you have a car?"

The giant god was stunned for a moment, then realized it and said with a smile: "You are right, I still have a car!"

After saying that, he started the engine and the two car lights came on brightly, making the two strong men at the door unable to open their eyes.

"Damn it! The car lights are so bright, it's going to blind your eyes. Turn them off!"

"Do you two still want to be beaten? Get out of here... Oh, what are you going to do!"

When the strong man saw the car starting to accelerate in this direction, his expression suddenly changed: "Are you crazy? Stop it!"

boom!

The giant stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the car crashed directly into the gate of the martial arts hall. The two strong men were knocked away, and the stone statue of the Dragon King was also shattered on the ground.

Stepping out of the car, the giant god looked at the taxi with its front smashed with some distress, but he walked into the martial arts gym without emotion.

There was a loud noise outside and everyone in the martial arts hall was immediately drawn out. They were wearing white martial arts uniforms and staring at the two giant gods and Fuqing with unkind eyes.

"You two actually broke down the door of our martial arts gym. What did you want to do?"

The leader, a middle-aged man with a scar on his face, shouted angrily.

"Call your host to come out. We have something to say to him!"

He picked up a piece of broken glass as long as a knife from the ground and said calmly.

The giant god also took down a wooden shield from the weapon rack next to it, and picked up a wooden stick to use as a weapon.

"Hmph, you two also want to meet our owner?"

"I think you are here to cause trouble!"

The middle-aged man looked disdainful and ordered to his left and right men: "Teach them a lesson and let them know that our Dragon King Martial Arts School is not someone to be trifled with!"

"yes!"

Wow!

Dozens of people suddenly surrounded the giant god and Fuqing. The two sides faced off for a few seconds, and then they fought violently!

Although the giant god and Fuqing are ordinary people in the world of Dragon King's mind, the two still retain the memories of martial arts, quickly adapted to their bodies, and their attacks became fierce!

In addition, both of them used their own weapons, so these dozens of people really couldn't take them down for a while.

Especially when he uses the knife without emotion, his knife skills are extremely fast and precise. Every time he cuts the opponent, he cannot get up and screams on the ground while holding the bleeding wound.

The giant god was not weak either. He used a wooden shield to fight against three or four people. He stepped forward with his right foot and exerted force on his shoulder, knocking the person on the shield away. The wooden stick followed up and hit his head, knocking several people unconscious in a row. indivual.

The middle-aged man watched the battle coldly with his arms folded. When he saw that the martial arts disciples couldn't beat two ordinary people, he turned pale with anger and cursed trash!

"Go away, let me do it!"

The middle-aged man tore his shirt to reveal his plump and hard muscles. His whole body was like a castle made of steel!

"Giant God, this guy is not simple, be careful!"

The giant god nodded and said, "I know, I'll stand up to this guy, you come and kill him!"

The two have a clear division of labor and are ready.

"Suffer death!"

The strong man spread his legs and rushed towards the two of them like a tank!

The giant god immediately pushed forward, but he found that his strength was not proportional to the opponent!

With a bang, he was knocked backwards by the strong man with his shield!

The giant god got up and felt that all the bones in his body seemed to be broken. He glanced at the wooden shield that was broken by the impact, and his expression changed slightly: "This guy is so strong!"

On the other side, Buqing had already attacked the strong man from behind. The strong man dodged left and right, but Buqing's glass knife could never touch him.

"With such a big body and such agile movements, he is indeed a master!"

Buqing thought to himself that he didn't dare to confront a strong man head-on. The opponent's fist was like a hammer. If he hit him, he would probably fall down!

The giant god rushed up from behind to help again. This time the two of them adjusted their tactics, no longer confronting the strong man, and tried their best to avoid his attacks and look for his flaws.

"Stop hiding and fighting me!"

The strong man roared, but the giant god and Fuqing were not fooled. Compared with strength, they did not have an advantage. Now they could only rely on cooperation to defeat their opponents.

Here, although Jushen and Fuqing cannot use private channels to communicate, as long-term comrades, they already have a deep tacit understanding, and they can understand instantly with just one look!

The giant god walked around behind the strong man, suddenly raised his shield and hit the strong man's back hard. Wuqing lowered his body to avoid the strong man's fist, and stabbed his feet with the glass knife.

One after another, one up and one down, making it impossible for the strong man to avoid.

However, the reaction of the strong man was beyond their expectations. He completely ignored the giant god behind him, stretched out his hands, pressed down the head of Buqiang with one hand, interrupting Wuqian's attack, and clenched his other hand into a fist, fiercely Hit it hard!