Violators Club

Chapter 313
Chapter 311
Chen Changqing stood where he was, with blood rising all over his body.

The originally humid and sweltering weather, now with the heat waves rising around Chen Changqing, the ground seemed to have been exposed to the scorching sun, the water vapor rose, and the soaked soil began to crack at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the forefront of the line of sight, Sibujie's eyes were fixed on Chen Changqing.

His body was tense, his palm was on the handle of the knife, and his sharp eyes gave the impression of a cheetah ready to go.

Although it is said that it is a small country, it is not elegant.

But no matter what, the other party is also a great master.

What is a guru?
One in a thousand geniuses, one million martial arts practitioners may not be able to produce a fierce man, but a great master is a stronger and rarer existence than a grand master. Every great master is an extremely rare and shocking talent.

Despise the enemy strategically and value the enemy tactically.

Since Sibujie dared to say that he was one-on-one with himself, it meant that the other party still had two brushes.

Chen Changqing didn't want to overturn, after all, he only lived once.

"Whoo~"

A breeze blew, and there was a faint aroma of wine in the air.

Chen Changqing couldn't help sniffing his nose.

He doesn't like to drink alcohol. Apart from plain water, dairy products are the only drinks he can accept. On the one hand, drinking milk can help him grow taller. Although he is already 31, and after breaking through to become a master, his body has evolved to an extremely perfect state.

It is almost impossible to grow taller, but he still hopes that he can grow taller.

As for wine?
Chen Changqing doesn't like these things very much, and they all say that the sauce-flavored baijiu is particularly delicious.

But while he was drinking, the only thing he felt was a rush of nose.

But the smell of wine in front of him?

Sweet and sour, with the fragrance of fruit, with the unique smoothness of cows, so that Chen Changqing couldn't help being stunned at this moment, thinking that if there is such a wine, maybe it would be good to try it?

"Keng!"

At the moment when Chen Changqing was stunned, Si Bujie on the opposite side drew his sword instantly.

The tense body and muscles are like springs in the limit state, and the strength gathered in the body bursts out at this moment.

In an instant, a blade of light flashed across.

The distance between the two was 30 meters, and this distance was crossed in less than a tenth of a second.

The sudden sense of crisis made Chen Changqing's body involuntarily alert.

I didn't have time to think about it, almost subconsciously.

The surging power of qi and blood in the body rose, followed by the will of martial arts like a volcano. The two merged with each other, forming a faint layer of qi with a touch of metallic red light on Chen Changqing's body surface.

Taking a step forward, clenching five fingers tightly, Chen Changqing punched forward brazenly.

The terrifying aura made people feel like a towering mountain was crushed down.

"Boom!"

The fist and the ancient knife collided, but they didn't really collide, because no matter whether it was Chen Changqing's fist or the ancient knife of Sibujie, there was an extremely solid layer of qi on it.

Qi, the essential difference between aliens and ordinary people.

But in fact, tracing back to the source, the first foreigner was also an ordinary person.

Qi is the fusion product of one's own energy and blood and will of martial arts. When the strength is promoted to a grand master, the Qi in the body will naturally be produced, but the difference is that most of the Qi in the body of the alien is incomparably incomplete.

This is also the reason why it is easier for foreigners to improve their strength than those who practice martial arts.

It's just that after reaching the level of a master, because of the gap in the nature of life, the Qi of a different person appears to be full of loopholes in the eyes of the master.

The brief collision centered on the fight between the two.

A terrible hurricane spread in all directions, and the weeds on the ground were uprooted. The scorching heat was mixed with the aroma of wine. For a while, the surroundings did not feel like a piece of wild grass, but like a fermentation winery.

Staring at the front, with a somewhat dazed look in his eyes, Chen Changqing frowned slightly:
"liquor?"

A flash of arrogance flashed in Si Bujie's eyes, and he looked at Chen Changqing coldly:
"To be precise, it should be called the Alcoholic Knife!"

Taking a deep look at the other party, Chen Changqing's eyes flashed a bit of surprise for the first time:
"Taking back what I just said, your way is not a supernatural skill."

There is indeed something wrong with the Sibujie in front of me. At first I thought he was good at knives, but later I thought he should be knives and wine, and he took the path of swords and slant, but in reality?

Sibujie is not taking a slanted sword, he is taking a completely different path.

If we say that Chen Changqing's road is a courageous one.

Four not quitting is wine, not white wine or rice wine, but pure wine.

Alcohol can intoxicate and kill.

Even Chen Changqing didn't notice the strong smell of wine just now, and almost fell for it.

This also explains why Liu Shengshizhai looked confused when he asked about the four non-precepts, because at that time he was distracted, his body was doing one thing, but his mind was thinking about another thing.

The way of wine is terrible.

It is not an exaggeration to say that killing is invisible.

But in the face of Chen Changqing's approval, Si Bujie stood proudly on the spot, his brows were frivolous, and the rising martial arts will gathered above his head to form a huge wine jar, which was estimated to be as high as a ten-story building.

The rich aroma of wine emerges from the mouth of the jar:

"My way, how can I know it in my heart, instead of criticizing others, it is better to think about how to take my next knife!"

The rich aroma of wine permeated the surroundings.

Chen Changqing couldn't help but look a little more serious.

Fight, especially with grand masters of the same level.

With the understanding of a great master, this is a rare opportunity.

Stones from other hills, can learn.

Chen Changqing would not be interested if the sword of the wine and the knife is slanted, he is following a pure path, moving forward without any other impurities, so the slant of the sword of wine and the knife will do more harm than good to Chen Changqing.

But if it is pure wine?

Although this "wine" has the appearance of a knife, if you taste it carefully, Chen Changqing may gain something else.

The smell of alcohol in the air became stronger and stronger, and Chen Changqing's eyes became brighter and brighter.

A mouthful of hot, stale air was blown out from the nostrils.

Chen Changqing took a deep breath, the strong aroma of the wine made Chen Changqing's brain a little more excited, his knees were slightly bent, and his tense muscles burst out with amazing strength at this moment.

"boom!"

With one foot on the ground, terrible force acts on the surroundings.

Under the impact just now, a terrifying hurricane swept across the four directions, and the surrounding ground was extremely flat, but following Chen Changqing's kick, with his sole as the center, the soil surged around like a lake.

The rising volcano behind him began to tremble crazily at this moment.

An extremely dangerous aura rose in Chen Changqing's body, and the roiling heat wave swept all directions, and his fair skin became pink, and it was unknown whether it was because of the rising blood or the smell of alcohol in the air.

"Evergreen!"

At a distance of more than ten meters, in the blink of an eye, Chen Changqing had already appeared in front of Sibujie.

The fiery power of qi and blood merged with the will of martial arts rising from behind. Under the mobilization of Chen Changqing, the two forces converged and were promoted to the peak.

And with the crazily trembling of the volcano behind him.

"boom!"

The dull sound is like a war drum from ancient times.

His legs were striding across the horse, and his clenched fist was like a cannonball, blasting out with a scorching breath.

At the same time, the volcano rising from his back, the moment Chen Changqing swung his fist?
"Boom!"

The volcano erupted with an aura of indomitable strength, just like the battle in the Tokyo Dome underground fighting arena three years ago, Chen Changqing blatantly blasted this punch.

However, at the next moment, he saw Chen Changqing's fist.When is it about to break through the Four Do not Precepts?
There was a sudden stabbing pain in the brain, followed by a strong nausea and retching.

This made him frown involuntarily.

The four states of wine subconsciously emerge in my mind.

The first is to want to drink, which Chen Changqing has tried before.

The second is excitement. Alcohol can suppress the nerves and reduce the sensitivity of people's thinking, thus making people simple-minded and reckless with well-developed limbs.

The third state is nausea, vomiting, which is the body's rejection of alcohol.

Many people think that it is drinking too much, but it is not, but your body is protesting against you.

The fourth state is the most dangerous. Under the stimulation of high concentration of alcohol, people's thinking will stop, which is commonly known as a short film, and in the most serious cases, people will even drink to death directly.

Nausea, headache, and physical discomfort, so I am now in the third state?
A look of surprise flashed in Chen Changqing's eyes, he was already on guard.

But even so, he still entered a state of drunkenness without realizing it?
Is it the smell of alcohol in the air?

A trace of uncertain hesitation flashed in Chen Changqing's eyes.

But unlike Chen Changqing who was surprised, Sibujie on the opposite side would not let go of such a good opportunity.

Holding the handle of the knife in the palm of his hand, he held his breath and condensed his breath.

"Keng!"

There was a crisp sound of drawing a knife.

(End of this chapter)