Only me in the world is normal

Chapter 44: Testing Strength
Solved the Bao Brothers.

Everyone went straight to the next target, and it took a lot of work to find it.

This time, Gao Qiang started the process, so the whole process was not so smooth.

As soon as Gao Qiang met the Jianghu man, he was slashed. He tried his best to dodge, but was stabbed again after a few hits.

As a Jianghu person, the opponent's speed and reaction are far beyond ordinary people.

The strength is also great.

Gao Qiang is just an ordinary person in terms of physical strength, and he is no match for the opponent in all aspects.

But Gao Qiang also has its own advantages.

When the sharp blade in the opponent's hand pierced his body, he grabbed the opponent's arm and spat out.

The saliva immediately corroded the quack man's face, his skin melted, and his eyeballs fell out.

Back again and again, there is no strength to fight anymore.

Then, Gao Qiang drew out the sword on his body - the knife he was holding had been knocked down by the opponent.

After spewing out some blood, the high-strength and high-speed recovery and regeneration took effect, and no blood flowed out of the wound.

He staggered over, and a few swords finished the opponent.

In the end, he turned his head and smiled at Baihuang, which made Baihuang's face look bad.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Baihuang had to tell himself that this yellow-haired bastard he looked down upon was actually a ruthless character.

Gao Qiang is of course a ruthless character.

Regardless of his decisive kicking and breaking of his calf in the Windsor Building, before that, he had also achieved the status of quasi-red stick in the weapon fight.

This kind of person is willing to be a younger brother, even a bit of a dog, and he calls out "Eleventh Brother" purely because Xia Yan is really too strong.

Gao Qiang's thinking is very simple.

The eleventh brother is the sitting hall, the leader, and the boss.Uncle Tao is a number, a white paper fan, and a second-line marshal.

And he is a red stick, with a clear and clear positioning.

"Huh—" After killing that typical scum of the rivers and lakes, Gao Qiang exhaled a breath full of blood.

He pressed the wound, frowned and said: "I don't know if it is an illusion, a feeling, the recovery speed is slower than normal, is it poisonous?"

"Is it a big influence?" Tao E asked.

"It's not big, I'll be fine tomorrow." Gao Qiang said, "It's okay to walk."

Walking around normally will not expand the injury.

"Then let's continue." Tao E asked the people in Fengwen Building to buy five pieces of information in total.

Thanks to Fang Duzun's death, Fang Tianxing's escape with the cheats is a major event in the world.

In the small town of Sanhe, there are people of all kinds, black and white.

Otherwise, they really couldn't find a suitable object to practice and test.

The third person to do it was Wang Bing.

His battles are quite satisfactory, and they are also the most decent battles.

After fighting with that Jianghu man for a while, Wang Bing let out a stern shout, and immediately threw out more than a dozen punches, killing him.

He introduced his ability as chaotic hit, which can burst out a dozen powerful punches at once.

Judging from the sunken chest and broken cervical spine of that Jianghu man, it is indeed quite powerful.

In addition, Wang Bing also said that when his fist landed on this Jianghu man, he felt as if he was blocked and his strength was offset.

There is no doubt that this is the role of internal force.

So far, according to the results of everyone's measurements, this martial arts world is quite typical.

A group of warriors have internal strength, which makes their reaction speed and strength in all aspects surpass ordinary people.

You can also use various martial arts moves that currently seem to be only slightly cool.

Perhaps the moves of the masters will be more attractive. Among the people Tao E is looking for, only one should be considered a master.

"I really don't know what's the point of your research. If you're sure it's an enemy, why don't you just kill it?" Facing the fourth training object, Baihuang said.

But there was no ambiguity in his hands, and he reached out and pressed down.

That Jianghu man didn't even know what happened, so he was forced to kneel on the ground by Nianli.

"Well, I can still resist it, not bad."

Surprised by the other party's resistance, the White Emperor pressed down again with his outstretched hand.

The Jianghu man lay on the ground, blood flowed out from the rest of his body, he convulsed twice and then died.

After doing this, Baihuang purposely took a look at Xia Yanzhen, and he did exactly the same thing as Gao Qiang.

Wang Bing's judgment on the two was absolutely correct.

A total of five evil heretics died at the hands of Xia Yanzhen and the others.

A group of people went straight to where the last person was.

It was also an inn. On the street outside, Tao E saw that he wanted to find the last person.

With a bald head and a scar on his face, he is about two meters tall and very powerful.

He is a rebel monk from a Buddhist temple.

The kind of rebel monk who wiped out his own temple, and then wiped out two small sects.

His hobby is to slaughter people all over his family, and he is known as the blood monk.

As for the real name and dharma name, it has long been forgotten.

Compared with other people, the blood monk is much more famous, and his martial arts must be much stronger.

How much is the specific difference.

It's hard to say, there is no division of martial arts levels in this world of martial arts.

If it is hard to divide.

The former Fang Duzun must be one of the strongest people in Jianghu, a recognized leader in Jianghu.

If we take the world of martial arts in the golden book as an example, and put aside the saying that martial arts have regressed between books, let's assume that everyone's strength is the same.

Fang Duzun and a few others are equivalent to the top five, the first rank.

Fang Duzun is still supernatural.

The second rank is the head of the big sect, the elders, the characters of the real Jianghu, and so on, which are almost equivalent to the Shaolin abbot, Qiu Qianren, Zuo Lengchan, Cheng Kun and so on in the golden book.

The third level down is the outstanding figures in the sect, such as Xuanzhen Seven Sons and Wudang Seven Heroes, and villains such as Li Mochou and Huo Dou.

In a weaker sect, it's no problem to be a master or an elder.

The fourth level is some old Jianghu and some famous rookies, which belong to the background board with names and surnames, such as the Jiangnan Seven Monsters.

It is very likely that the old Jianghu will be like Daxia Ke, who has never won a fight in his life, and has never lost a fight.

Of course, it is also a high-risk area where people set up a broken house, like Jiang Biehe, whose house suddenly collapsed one day.

Further down, it is a trick that no one has heard of when the name is reported.

The last blood monk can touch the third grade, so he can be called a master.

It should be more appropriate to leave it to Xia Yanzhen to test.

But just to be on the safe side, Tao E discussed with Wang Bing and made another arrangement.

Wang Bing hid in the dark and set up his rifle. Once Xia Yanzhen lost, he would shoot.

No matter how good your martial arts are, are you still afraid of kitchen knives?

No, martial arts masters in this world are definitely not afraid of kitchen knives, but they are definitely afraid of bullets.

"Looking for the poor monk?"

Seeing Xia Yanzhen and others walking towards him unabashedly, the blood monk showed a smile.

He was wearing a red cassock with a black iron rod over two meters behind his back.

There are still many dark red marks on the stick.

It is reasonable to assume that it is human blood.

"Yes, I want to see your strength, Master." Xia Yanzhen took two steps forward.

"Hahaha..." The blood monk laughed loudly, "Who is behind you?"

He didn't think that these unknown strangers would suddenly come to him, a man with such a reputation, just for a challenge.

Someone sent them here, were they his former enemies?

No, he likes to destroy people all over his family, cut grass and roots, and leave no future troubles. There should be no living enemies.

"If you beat me, I'll tell you." Xia Yanzhen said.

The blood monk showed a sinister smile: "Wait until I step on your corpse, and then ask your companions!"

No matter who dares to provoke, there is only one end, death!
Notoriety is earned!
While the blood monk was speaking, he took off the iron rod behind him, held it with one hand, and swung it towards Xia Yanzhen.

There was a whistling piercing sound.

Xia Yanzhen turned around and could see that his right foot was twisted into a rather awkward position for a moment.

Dragon walk.

Xia Yanzhen tested the body and footwork he had learned in actual combat.

The iron rod fell close to his body, missed a hit, but suddenly paused in mid-air, changing from a downward chop to a sweep.

Aware of this, Xia Yanzhen rushed forward and came to the side of the blood monk.

The stick is centered on the blood monk, and this position is not within the attack range of Sweep.

Naturally, the blood monk was not an easy person, and he pulled away from Xia Yanzhen at a suitable distance, and the iron rod in his hand continued to whistling.

Like the howl of death.

Crazy magic wand!

Xia Yanzhen didn't dodge backwards or rush forward, but tried to dodge the unpredictable iron rod of the blood monk while moving a little as much as possible.

The iron rod seemed to have no inertia, constantly changing the attack direction.

The falling suddenly becomes a sweep, and the sweep suddenly becomes a downward smash.

But the changes are so smooth and flowing, there is almost no sense of pause.

As if that was the way it should be.

However, these unpredictable stick techniques were dodged by Xia Yanzhen one by one, and Long Xing coupled with his powerful reaction speed.

The blood monk's crazy magic staff couldn't hit him.

Amid the sound of whistling sticks, the blood monk had obviously noticed this, and his face became serious.

This guy is a formidable enemy!

Without any hesitation, the blood monk's moves changed, and three stick shadows instantly formed, falling towards Xia Yanzhen's head and sides of his body.

Crazy Demon Stick Technique·Boundless Sea of ​​Suffering!

There is no room for him to retreat to dodge, but if he retreats, the blood monk will chase him.

"It's appeared, martial arts special effects." Gao Qiang who was not far away saw it with a throbbing heart.

Who didn't have a martial arts dream when they were teenagers?
Gao Qiang turned into "Young and Dangerous Dream" after his martial arts dream was shattered.

Faced with the sudden change of the blood monk's ultimate move, Xia Yanzhen did not dodge this time, but raised his hand to block it by his side.

The real iron rod struck from his left.

The fleshy palm collided with the iron rod, and the blood monk's pupils trembled. Firstly, the other party instantly saw through his real position, and secondly, his ultimate move was easily caught by the fleshy palm.

"Strength, it seems average." Xia Yanzhen looked at the blood monk.

The moves are fierce and mighty, which looks amazing, but after actually receiving it, Xia Yanzhen found that the power is not very strong.

"Go!"

The blood monk shouted violently, and was about to draw his stick again.

Xia Yanzhen bent his five fingers and clasped the iron rod.

"Go! Go!"

The blood monk let out a few low growls, the robes on his body swelled up, and his internal energy was running to the extreme, as if he was about to wrestle with Xia Yanzhen.

But at the next breath, he suddenly let go of the iron rod, clenched his fist with his left hand, and punched Xia Yanzhen's head.

Arhat Fist · Angry King Kong!

No one knew that compared to the Mad Demon Stick Technique, the Blood Monk's Arhat Fist was his real killing move.

Those who knew this all died under his Arhat Fist.

The fist roared, Xia Yanzhen faced the opponent directly, and the backhand was a stab.

The difference is that this time he clenched his fist.

The Seven Potentials of Sword and Spear are so flexible and changeable, and they are not rigid at all.

fist bump.

Xia Yanzhen stepped back.

No loss, no injury, just to avoid blood falling on the body.

The blood monk flew upside down, spilling blood horizontally, his left arm was blown off by Xia Yanzhen's punch, leaving only half of the twisted stump.

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