There are many mediocre people in the world, but heroes are rare.
Doing nothing does not necessarily mean he is not a hero!
When I was young, I always thought that heroes created the situation. Today, when I am about to die, I feel that I must have understood better when I was younger. It must be the situation that creates heroes!
Without huge waves reaching the sky, where would the heroes come from?
————Lei Shiyong.
The shot that he was determined to win clearly pierced Wu Liuliang's stomach. No matter what, he never expected that not only did this shot not hurt Wu Liuliang at all, but the spear was somehow held in Wu Liuliang's left hand!
I tried my best, but I couldn't move the spear at all. Wu Liuliang's one hand was stronger than my own. With this man's high kung fu, I was definitely no match for him!
Deng Jinlong was surprised at first, and then frightened. He did not realize that after the black mist dissipated, the huge force holding his spear disappeared in an instant, and he could easily blow away Wu Liuliang's left hand!
Once a person loses his fighting spirit, he is like a zombie. No matter how powerful you are, you can only wait to die!
Seeing that Deng Jinlong was about to be pierced through the heart by a long sword and killed on the spot, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from Deng Jinlong's ribs and stamped hard on Wu Liuliang's heart!
This kick was extremely powerful. With a 'bang' sound, Wu Liuliang grunted and flew backwards faster than forward. He flew straight to the edge of the ring and then knelt down on the ring with a 'pop' sound. superior!
Wu Liuliang leaned his sword on the ground, stood up tremblingly, and spit out a large mouthful of blood. The blood was mixed with many fragments of internal organs. I wonder which internal organs were severely injured? !
Wu Liuliang wiped away the blood with his sleeves, and when he squinted, he saw Wu Fusheng, who was carrying a long black stick and standing behind Deng Jinlong at some point. He was wrapping Deng Jinlong's shoulder with a cloth!
Seeing that Wu Fusheng saved his life, Deng Jinlong couldn't help but feel grateful and ashamed, and whispered: "Brother! I...I'm really useless, but...but I clearly pierced...pierced... …”
Wu Fusheng tied the cloth belt into a knot and said with a smile: "I saw it, look at the tip of the gun!"
Deng Jinlong looked closely at the tip of the spear, and saw that there was blood on the tip, and there were two pieces of flesh and blood hanging on it. They were obviously the internal organs torn out when Wu Liuliang was stabbed through the stomach!
"This... this..." Deng Jinlong was completely confused!
Obviously, his special move did hit Wu Liuliang. Not only did he hit it, but he also hit him twice!
If an ordinary person suffered such a serious injury, he would definitely die. But why didn't this Wu Liuliang die? Instead, he continued to be alive and kicking?
Wu Fusheng saw Deng Jinlong's doubts and said with a smile: "Brother Deng, this Wu Liuliang has come back from the dead. There is obviously something weird about him. You can't kill this man. You can go to the audience to recuperate. I will do the rest." Handle!"
Deng Jinlong hesitated to speak, knowing that what Wu Fusheng said was absolutely right, he lowered his head and sighed helplessly: "Brother, you must be extremely careful!" He dragged his gun off the stage dejectedly!
Wu Fusheng suddenly stepped onto the stage without even saying hello, and even sneak-attacked Wu Liuliang when he came on stage, which involuntarily aroused the anger of the Chen family!
"What the hell? You're so shameless, get off the stage!"
"No! You can't step down. For such a despicable method, you should die on stage to apologize and sue the world!"
"Yes! Yes! Such a despicable person does not deserve to live!"
"Get off!"
"This guy can't stand his shame. Why don't everyone swarm up and stomp this kid into a pulp! Expose his body to the public!"
"That's right! Let's all come together! The Yan family shovels! Kill this son of a bitch!"
Just when the crowd was agitated and everyone wanted to rush forward, Wu Fusheng on the stage suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, letting out a burst of arrogant laughter!
The people who had surrounded the ring were shocked by Wu Fusheng's wild behavior and looked at Wu Fusheng inexplicably.
Wu Fusheng used the long stick in his hand to signal Deng Jinlong in the audience who was also eager to try. Xu Qiyi and other heroes stepped back, pointed at Chen Yuqiu and others with the thunder stick, and provocatively said with great disdain: "Ignorant rats, arrogant ants, thinking that there are many people Can you win by relying on more? You losers, plus Chen Yuqiu, come together. Why should I, Wu, be afraid? I have saved a lot of money. No matter how many wine and naan rice bags are, they are still wine, naan and rice bags. You all come together. Very good, it saves me a lot of trouble, but I'm afraid you won't dare to come! Stop talking nonsense and come on stage together! Whoever doesn't come up is the turtle Laowang Ba!"
Wu Fusheng's nonchalant look completely shocked and angered the people under Chen Yuqiu!
This group of people are originally unruly gangsters. I have always been the best in the world. They don't accept anyone's will. They are used to being aggressive and domineering. How can they be so angry?
I couldn't help but let out bursts of roars, and the whipping guys were about to rush forward, vowing to go on stage together and kill Wu Fusheng!
People on Wu Fusheng's side couldn't just watch the excitement. Seeing that there was going to be a big fight, they were willing to let Wu Fusheng face the enemy alone. They also drew out their swords, guns, swords and halberds, preparing for a big fire!
The cold wind is like iron, and the white flag is like clouds.
Under the ring, all living beings looked up to the gods like ants, and they all glared at Wu Fusheng.
Wu Fusheng stood upright with his stick in hand, like a divine general coming from heaven, defying the unruly people in the audience. They were like mist and wind, surging like mountains in the sky!
If there is only one God in the world, that person is me!
"Everyone stop it! No one is allowed! Although a despicable villain can take advantage of being shameless for a while, a despicable villain is a despicable villain, so how can he become a big deal? Sooner or later, we teachers of justice will make the despicable and shameless people accept God damned!" Chen Yuqiu suddenly stopped the riot by his men.
Everyone, including Wu Fusheng, looked at Chen Yuqiu in surprise!
Chen Yuqiu didn't show any expression, smiled coldly at Wu Fusheng, and sat back on the Grand Master's chair with an expressionless expression.
When everyone saw this, they all returned to their original positions in silence, and no one dared to say a "squeak" again!
The evil energy in Chen Yuqiu's body is very unusual!
Wu Fusheng was keenly aware of something strange.
This Chen Yuqiu seems to be two different people from the Chen Yuqiu of a year ago!
Wu Liuliang stretched out his hand and patted the big footprints left by Wu Fusheng on his body, with a half-smile expression on his face: "That day you took advantage of my unpreparedness and hit me on the forehead with a stick, which split my brain. How? Like this? You didn’t expect that I am immortal, right? If I want to return it as it is today, I will definitely beat your brains out in the same way!"
Wu Fusheng narrowed his eyes slightly and became very alert.
He originally thought that Wu Liuliang was the brother of the deceased Wu Liuliang, or just a person who looked similar to Wu Liuliang. Now it seems that he was indeed wrong. Could it be that this person was really killed by him that day? Wu Liuliang, whose brains exploded after being beaten with a stick?
If a person is beaten to death, can he be resurrected again?
Is there really such a strange thing in the world?
After hearing these words, Wu Fusheng changed from completely unbelieving to half-believing.
"You're pretending to be a ghost, and you're talking nonsense. Besides, what's the point of being resurrected? If you live once, I'll kill you once. If a bastard like you lives ten thousand times, he'll be a loser!"
Wu Fusheng held the wind and thunder stick, his wrist shook slightly, and a white light dimly lit up the stick!
"I, Wu Liuliang, am not only immortal, but I am also an eternal revengeful soul, a ghost that lingers. I will..."
Wu Liuliu's eyes shone with an evil light, and he uttered a strange and inexplicable curse. But before he finished his terrifying and gloomy curse, Wu Fusheng was already extremely impatient!
He jumped up, holding the wind and thunder stick in his hand like wind, fire, thunder, and mountains, like forests and shadows, like morning dew on flower petals, like strange rocks in mountains, like flowing mist at the bottom of clouds, like undercurrents in the abyss of the earth.
A thousand people saw a thousand different stick techniques, but no one could tell where the stick started and where it ended?
Most people didn't understand what happened at all. They saw a black shadow on the ring, flashing away, and white soybean milk-like liquid spreading all over the sky!
Like a milky white firework.
Wu Fusheng took out his silk scarf and carefully wiped the dirt off the wind and thunder stick with some disgust. He threw the scarf to the audience and shouted loudly: "Who is not afraid of death? Please come to the stage to die!"
Wu Liuliang's motionless body swayed a few times, then fell hard to the ring with a 'plop'!
Like a wild dog that died on the street with no one paying attention.
There were almost a thousand people inside and outside Chen Yuqiu's flower shed.
But at this moment, among the huge crowd, it was as silent as a tomb!
Before the fight, everyone vaguely knew that Wu Liuliang might not be Wu Fusheng's opponent.
But no one expected that victory or defeat would come so cleanly and unexpectedly!
Deng Jinlong and others were also shocked by Wu Fusheng's stick technique. For a moment, no one thought of cheering loudly!
There was some weird silence on and off the ring for a moment, then suddenly a roar of applause erupted!
The sound was so sudden and intense that it stung everyone's eardrums!
It is a great blessing to see such swift and wonderful stick skills once in a lifetime. How can we not applaud and admire it with all our strength?
The cheers and applause lasted for a long time.
Chen Yuqiu, who was sitting firmly on the Grand Master's chair, had a face as carved as stone. Wu Liuliang died, but he didn't even frown, and even nodded slightly!
Although the distance was extremely far, Wu Fusheng's eyesight was amazing and he could see very clearly, and he couldn't help but wonder secretly in his heart.
And what made him slightly uneasy was that at the moment Wu Liuliang's head was blown open, he clearly saw a black air flying out of Wu Liuliang's head and getting into the middle of Chen Yuqiu's eyebrows!
This black energy was extremely light in color, and it was as fast as lightning. It disappeared in a flash. He quite suspected that it was because of his own eyesight!
But judging from Chen Yuqiu's reaction, it seemed that Wu Liuliang was killed by himself with a stick, which was completely expected by him!
