I shook the bracelet on my hand: "Look, you don't intend to listen to your leader, do you?"
"Be obedient, and you must listen to what is useful! You must be principled!"
"Okay, I won't be stubborn with you, so you can just tell me whether I will give it to you or not, right?"
The black-faced Taoist priest shook his fist and said with a ferocious smile: "If you pass my test, I will give you everything."
"Including you?"
He paused slightly: "As long as you have the ability!"
"Okay, let's draw the lane!"
The black-faced Taoist priest turned his head and shouted behind him: "Stop practicing! Come here!"
All of a sudden, dozens of young men carrying whistle sticks surrounded us.
The black-faced Taoist priest raised his hand and pointed at me: "This guy is going to take you away. If he is really capable, you can go for a better future!"
"Hey."
He ripped off his shirt, revealing his tanned muscles.
Without having to fight, I already know that this person is very skilled.
Although the muscles on his body are also sharp and angular, they are not particularly plump.
Once the muscles are too big, a person's flexibility will be reduced. Muscles of this level have both explosive power and flexibility, which are often called "living muscles".
"Let's compete with each other with fists."
He raised his hand and pointed under the tip of my nose: "One punch per person can only hit the face. Whoever falls first will lose."
"If I lose, I will follow you." He looked back at the people behind him: "If you lose, you will be a target for them!"
Letting these people fight for a month is a pure gamble of their lives!
"Are you ready?"
I immediately pulled away from my stance, my horse's steps sank slightly, and the weight of my upper body shifted forward: "Come on."
"Snapped."
A very fast punch hit the bridge of my nose, and I instantly felt like I had been hit by a hammer.
My nosebleed trickled down, I stabilized my body, rotated my waist and hips fiercely, punched out from under my waist, and threw a whip fist at his mouth with a muffled sound.
"puff."
He opened his mouth and spat, and half a tooth popped out of his mouth.
"Bang! Bang!"
For a moment, the entire martial arts arena was silent, except for the muffled sound of punches hitting the flesh.
Straight punches, back and forth punches, front and back whip punches, the black-faced Taoist priest even used the eagle claw punch, which tore my face to pieces.
For more than ten minutes, we both seemed to have become painless robots, only punching back and forth.
During this period, I fell down three times, and every time I stood up, everything went black.
I obviously felt that my face was swollen, and my mind was always like a cannon.
The black-faced Taoist priest was also having a hard time. His left eye was swollen, his right eye was congested, and a piece of his nose was collapsed.
Someone in the crowd suddenly said, "How about forgetting it."
Then someone echoed.
"This has to cost lives."
"Hall Master, that's not the case, what a hatred this is!"
…
The constant dissuasion made the black-faced Taoist priest become irritable, and he shouted angrily: "People who practice martial arts are afraid of death? Do you have any bloody blood?"
When he spoke in a slurred way, it was likely that the teeth were connected to his cheeks.
"My skills are inferior to those of others. I deserve to be beaten to death. No one should complain!"
After that, his fist rushed towards me again. I had fallen down three times. If I was knocked over again, I wasn't sure I could stand up again.
Now I need stimulation and this is the best sobering drug.
As soon as I exerted force on my teeth, a sweet and fishy smell exploded in my mouth. The sharp pain at the tip of my tongue overwhelmed the pain caused by my fist.
However, the black-faced Taoist priest's punch only touched the tip of my nose and did not cause any actual damage.
The moment he withdrew his fist, his entire ribs were completely exposed in front of me.
As an experienced boxer, defensive attacks must have become instinctive, and the vital points will be protected the moment he punches back.
Now that his side door is wide open, this means that his condition can no longer support his offense.
This tiny detail suddenly shocked me, and I silently cheered myself up: If I get punched again, just one punch...
He returned to his original position, and I began to secretly gather strength.
After adjusting for a moment, I spun my back foot up and transferred the last strength of my body to my hip. Then I closed my foot and turned into a golden rooster. My fist also secretly turned into a phoenix eye hammer.
"Snapped!"
This punch hit his cheekbone, and the black-faced Taoist priest's eyes suddenly turned pale, and he fell straight like a zombie.
For this punch, I concentrated all my strength on my right arm, and then used an inch punch to push out the force. With the blessing of the Phoenix Eye Hammer, I almost reached my limit.
The black-faced Taoist priest lay down, and I couldn't stand anymore. My body went limp and I fell directly to the ground.
