Lu Jing found that beatings depleted internal energy the fastest.
He had just been thinking about it for a long time, doing long-distance running and boxing, but the internal energy in his Dantian was basically not reduced, not as powerful as the little flower seller.
Of course, his chest is really hurting now. The golden ring is much harder than a fist, and even though the little girl selling flowers is fair and fair, with thin arms and legs, this hit is fast and hard, directly When he swung it round and took a photo, the air waves caused by the golden ring even blew away the fallen leaves on the ground.
If the internal force in Lu Jing's body hadn't arrived in time, he probably would have successfully merged with the golden ring.
In fact, Lu Jing even doubted whether the internal strength in his Dantian could have withstood this attack ten days ago, because the strength of the flower girl in front of him was obviously far superior to Qin Xiaotou and Fang Zijing. He is a third-rate master.
It's a pity that what she met today was version 2.0 of Lu Jing.
In ten days, for ordinary martial arts people, the increase in internal strength is even negligible, but for Lu Jing, it can directly transform him.
Now the power of this heavy blow to the chest has naturally increased to a higher level.
The little flower seller's head also short-circuited at this moment. I was hit? When, no, it was obviously me who hit that guy! But judging from the results, it seems that I was hit again.
While she was vomiting blood, she was deeply immersed in philosophical thinking.
But Lu Jing, who was at the critical moment of life and death, was more decisive than ever. He knew very well that this counterattack might not make the little flower seller lose all her fighting power, and this was the first time that his move worked. Once the little flower seller reacted, Come here and use the ghost-like movement to surround him, then he really has no other choice but to wait for death.
Therefore, Lu Jing ignored the pain in his chest and poured his inner strength into his legs again, then took long strides to catch up with the little flower girl who flew out.
Without waiting for the other party to get up from the ground, Lu Jing pounced on the little flower girl like a vicious dog and sat on the waist of the little flower seller. Then with two hands, one pinched the little flower seller's neck and the other hand He held her chest and pressed her firmly to the ground.
The flower girl was also dumbfounded.
What kind of fighting method is this? It didn't matter if she didn't have any martial arts moves, just like a village woman fighting. The problem was that Lu Jing didn't take the weapon away from her first, and went straight for her chest with his other hand.
Could it be that I made a mistake and that this guy is actually a lustful ghost? Don't care about his own life or death at all, just want to take advantage of her before dying?
While thinking about the little flower girl, she subconsciously started to fight back. However, when she waved the golden ring in her hand, she suddenly remembered something, and her pretty face turned pale.
Unfortunately, it was too late for her to react. The golden ring hit Lu Jing's body again. Then the little flower seller felt another internal force penetrate into her body, making her internal injuries even more serious!
At this time, she was completely panicked. As her breathing became more and more difficult, she knew that hitting Lu Jing would only make her injuries worse. However, stimulated by the desire to survive, she still instinctively used the gold in her hand to fight. Huan, and his own fists to beat Lu Jing over and over again.
It's like a drowning person desperately trying to grab everything around her, but she didn't expect that those things would only make her sink faster...
In the Bodhisattva Temple, the fortune-telling Taoist priest had already taken out a silver needle from his arms, pierced it into the Baihui point of the woman in the red dress, gently turned it twice, and pulled out the silver needle again.
The eyelids of the woman in the red dress twitched first, and then she opened her eyes.
The first thing that caught her eye was the gloomy face of the candy vendor, "Nvxia Xia, we meet again."
When the woman surnamed Xia opened her mouth, she seemed to want to spit on the candy vendor, but the latter reached out and removed her chin one step ahead.
"Hu is different from my seventh brother, but he has never been a kind person." The vendor of the candy man said calmly, "Xia Nuxia fell into our hands, and she must have known that she had no way to survive, but you have I never thought that there are many more terrible things in this world than death.”
After saying that, he winked at the butcher who was selling pork. The latter chuckled, put down the butcher knife in his hand, stretched out his big hand like a cattail leaf fan, and tore off a piece of the skirt of the woman named Xia.
The woman surnamed Xia couldn't help but look shocked and angry.
The vendor holding the candy man stretched out his hand and closed her chin again, "So I still hope that Lady Xia can cooperate with us. I can assure you that as soon as we ask questions, we will kill you immediately. Will never do anything else again.”
"It's useless for you to be called the Seven Heroes of the Dust, it turns out you are just scum with a human face and an animal heart," the woman surnamed Xia said bitterly, "It's a shame that the world is still kept in the dark by you."
The vendor holding the candy man shook his head, "Xia Nuxia, what you said is wrong. Have you ever done any good deeds? I'm not talking about the kind of chivalrous and righteous actions that young disciples who have just left the school have on a whim, but the kind of chivalrous acts that have been done for ten years. You put the word "Xia" on your head and everyone praises your heroic and courageous deeds."
At this point, he suddenly sighed, "This is really not what a fucking person should do. Think about it, no matter where you go, everyone knows that you are a hero, so they will treat you as a hero." , do you know what this means?"
"Will I be admired?"
"No," the Taoist priest on the side suddenly smiled bitterly, "This means that your life will be ruined. You can't make any mistakes and always maintain the highest moral standards. This means that everyone will stare at you. Is there anything you did wrong? This is definitely the most tiring job in the world."
At this time, the old fisherman carrying the fishing rod also said, "There are two rich men in the village. Rich Man Wang is good at charity and is a well-known philanthropist. Rich Man Zhang is stingy and never pulls out a dime. One day, a hungry and skinny man comes from The two of them passed by the door, but the rich man Wang did not open the door, but the rich man Zhang asked the housekeeper to give the man a cooking cake.
"Early the next morning, the village was in an uproar. The villagers angrily accused the rich man Wang of being just a hypocrite with a good reputation and not really wanting to help others. Although the rich man Zhang was stingy, he actually had a hidden secret behind his cold face. With a bodhisattva heart, who can you ask to explain this matter?"
The woman surnamed Xia was silent after hearing this, but she still said after a moment, "This is not the reason for you to do evil."
"You're right," the vendor who made the candy man took over the words again, "but we are also human beings, living human beings. Although we always show our bright side to the world on weekdays, it does not mean that There is no dark corner in our hearts, especially when you stand in the sun for a long time, the suppressed darkness becomes more and more ready to move, and you need to release it every once in a while."
