With his body mass, he could probably knock Wu Xiaode away!

Wu Xiaode's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a blade, and he whispered: "It's too slow."

I saw him leaning slightly to one side and punching out like lightning.

Boom!

A dull sound.

Li Zheng was hit in the waist and eye by this punch, and his whole body was sent flying, rolling on the grass for dozens of meters.

The whole place was silent.

Wu Xiaode kept pumping his fists and said with regret on his face: "You are the worst generation I have ever fought."

Li Zheng gritted his teeth, got up from the grass, and shouted: "Come again!"

He kicked the ground with his feet, his body flashed continuously, and he ran towards Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode took a horse stance and turned his hands into fists.

"drink!"

Wu Xiaode spun around to avoid Li Zheng's collision and slapped him hard on the back.

Li Zheng was sent flying, hit the ground, and rolled dozens of meters again.

"You are too weak. I could kill you when I was five years old." Wu Xiaode sighed.

Li Zheng, who was originally lying on the ground, was stunned when he heard these words. Then he let out an angry roar and said with a twisted face: "I want you to die! Zhao Zi'ang, I want to kill you with one shot!"

He reached out and touched his arms.

An inexplicable atmosphere quietly enveloped the entire place.

Just now he said——

gun?

The student who responded quickly shouted: "Run!"

More people reacted, quickly erupted into screams, and ran away in all directions.

Time passes slowly.

Li Zheng found nothing.

"What are you looking for?" Wu Xiaode asked calmly.

Li Zheng's face gradually turned from furious to pale, his lips were trembling, and his head was covered in cold sweat.

"It's you, it must be you, give it back to me!" he said.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Wu Xiaode said lightly.

Li Zheng suddenly whistled and said loudly: "Brothers, help me fuck him!"

Behind the crowd, more than twenty tall boys responded.

They were chatting and laughing, and surrounded Wu Xiaode.

"With so many people, do you dare to show them out? I call you crazy and go to hell now!"

Li Zheng, whose face was covered in blood, shouted.

Wu Xiaode squinted at the group of boys and curled his lips with disdain on his face.

At the same time, the old voice sounded in his heart again:

"Boy, you have a gun in your hand. You choose whether to use a gun or a fist."

Wu Xiaode said without hesitation: "Senior, let's use our fists."

"Why?" the old voice asked.

"These people have no grievances against me. The purpose of our fight is not to kill people, but to uphold justice and put an end to troubles," Wu Xiaode said.

——Fighting is for peace of mind? How come this is the first time I heard about it?

The old voice paused and asked with a smile:

"But what if the other person goes too far?"

"Call the police," Wu Xiaode said.

"What if you encounter someone who wants to kill your whole family, but you don't have time to call the police?" the old voice insisted.

"If you have a gun, use a gun. If you don't have a gun, use a knife. If you don't have a knife, use your fists. Keep beating until you die." Wu Xiaode said.

"Tsk, you have a calm heart, a clear mind, and abundant martial virtues. Boy, if I give you a Qingyun Road in the future, won't you transform into a dragon and fly into the sky?" the old voice said sincerely in admiration.

While the two were talking, the twenty-odd boys had already covered most of the distance and would surround Wu Xiaode in less than ten seconds.

"Watch it." The old voice said.

After the words fell, Wu Xiaode felt that his knees were slightly bent and he took a stance on the spot.

Countless pictures flashed through Wu Xiaode's mind.

These scenes are all scenes of martial arts professionals fighting enemies. They are like imprints that are deeply imprinted in Wu Xiaode's memory and can never be forgotten again.

When those two dozen tall boys rushed toward him——

Wu Xiaode looked at himself raising his hands, his eyes slightly lowered, and his breath suddenly stopped.

The first boy got close and kicked him.

Wu Xiaode's hands turned into afterimages, stacked on his chest, and smashed forward like hammers——

An incredible scene occurred on the playground.

The air distorted for a moment, blasting out from his hands like rushing water.

It's like some kind of illusion——

Two golden threads flashed and disappeared on his arm, and there was a faint sound of cracking gold and cracking stone scattered in the void.

The boy flew out and knocked down three or five boys in a row. They all rolled to the ground and lay on the ground, howling like pigs.

Wu Xiaode walked forward step by step, and all the attackers he passed along the way were shot away by him.

When he cut through the charge formation of more than twenty people, his hands were folded into fists again, folded back and forth, closed on his chest, and remained motionless.

Behind him, more than twenty boys were lying on the ground without exception.

The old voice sounded again: "Boy, this iron hand blocking the river is the secret of the iron wire fist. I only used less than half of my strength, and then released all my strength into the empty space. No one was hurt - this hand you

Do you want to learn or not?”

"Study! Learn! Learn! Senior, please teach it to me. I am grateful." Wu Xiaode said repeatedly.

"Okay, I will pass it on to you today. I hope you will take care of my descendants in the future."

The old voice gradually disappeared.

In the void, the black-covered Book of the Dead opened automatically, and lines of small ice crystal characters quickly refreshed:

"The body has completed its final synchronization."

"The ancestor spirit has left your body and returned to the spirit world."

"You have received the last teaching from the ancient ancestral spirit."

"You begin to master the art of ancient martial arts, the secrets of the Iron Line style of boxing—"

"Iron hand holds back the river."

All the small words disappeared in a flash.

The next moment.

Wu Xiaode only felt that he had regained control of his body.

He looked back.

I saw that Li Zheng's face was completely dull, and he murmured in despair:

"These are twenty-five people...how is it possible...who can stop..."

His eyes met Wu Xiaode's, and his heart jumped. He jumped up and shouted, turned around and ran outside the playground.
Chapter completed!