jiquan reincarnation

Chapter 66 Monsters
Tianhai Prefecture Geely Empire business director resident, martial arts arena.

Guan Baoliang is a native of Tianhai Mansion. He lives in Mingyu Street. He came from a poor background. He finally got introduced by his relatives to work as a helper in the director's residence. Although he is only this year, he has been working in the director's residence for three full years.

Today, because of his relatively strong physique, he was assigned a new job, that is to go to the martial arts field and wait for dispatch.

"Brother Gang, I heard that the martial arts arena is full of masters from the Auspicious Empire training, is it true?"

Guan Baoliang followed a group of people to work, and asked in a low voice to a young helper who was relatively close to him.

"Yes, you should have signed a non-disclosure agreement. Remember not to talk nonsense when the time comes. Be smart. You can do whatever I do. If you make the ghost unhappy, you will be in big trouble."

The young man called Brother Gang looks about 25 or [-] years old, and looks more mature. Seeing Guan Baoliang who was a little nervous about being frightened by his words, Brother Gang smiled slightly: "Don't be nervous, ghosts won't either. Cannibal, you are just a newcomer, and I won’t let you be a sparring partner, just clean up the venue and move equipment.”

"Brother Gang, are these ghost masters really so powerful? A few days ago, we had a competition in the two major martial arts halls on Mingyu Street. I just had to take a break and went to see one. , when we fought, the sound of the collision was louder than that of our family’s Chinese New Year’s cannons, and the master of Hengchang Martial Arts Hall fell from a height of more than three meters, and the ground was shaking, but he acted like nothing happened.”

"There is also that Zhao Qi from the Xiaolin Martial Arts Academy. It's amazing. The master of the Hengchang Martial Arts Academy is as tall as a brown bear. He is two heads taller than him. He was thrown out of the ring by him. It is said that he This year is one year younger than me, people are really more angry than people, are the masters of ghosts as good as them?"

Speaking of the street fight that he saw on Mingyu Street at that time, Guan Baoliang's expression was high. No one in the heart of a young man has a dream of being a hero. It's really majestic.

Unfortunately, the ideal is very full, the reality is very skinny.

"How can the true biography of the martial arts school be compared with these ghosts? Those guys are all monsters, otherwise how do you think the Daqian Dynasty was defeated? Why do warlords look at the faces of ghosts? Ghosts are not just guns sharp."

Brother Gang said in a low voice.

"They're all monsters?"

Guan Baoliang was slightly taken aback.

"The place is here, there is something to do, you will see for yourself in a while, remember to be smart."

Brother Gang exhorted in a low voice.

A group of people came to an extremely spacious courtyard.

After a while, three tall white men came out from the backyard, each looking for a space to stand. .

One of them was about 1.8 meters [-] tall, with a bare upper body and a pair of loose shorts on the lower body, revealing the streamlined muscle lines of the whole body.

Holding two short daggers in his hands, he stood on the side of the courtyard.

Immediately, more than a dozen sparring partners with powerful slingshots surrounded him in a fan shape.

collapse!collapse!collapse!
Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
The crashing sound of the slingshot being stretched to the extreme, and the sound of air produced by the stone piercing the air at an extremely fast speed continued and could not be heard.

More than a dozen sparring players with bows shot at this person irregularly, and the flying stones seemed densely packed, covering all directions of this person's body.

Guan Baoliang couldn't even catch the afterimage of the flying speed of the stone. Occasionally, the dodged stone would be shot on the trunk of the big tree behind, sinking in deeply, and it might be enough to hit an ordinary person. People lose resistance.

However, the pupils of the tall white man's eyes flickered at high frequency, and the two daggers in his hand kept waving, and the stones that flew continuously were not bad, and all of them were chopped, blocked, or avoided by the dagger in his hand. , No one hit him.

the other side.

Guan Baoliang saw a blond man with a height of about 1.9 meters, holding two weighted long knives for training that were obviously several times thicker.

Bang! !

His arms were swollen with blood, and the muscles connecting his chest and back swelled to an exaggerated extent.

All of a sudden, his pupils contracted into needlepoints, and the pores all over his body tightened suddenly, forming small pimples. At this moment, his blond hair with slightly curly curls stood upside down like an angry lion, and his body seemed to start to tremble slightly. .

Whoohoo! !

The two long knives kept waving in his hands, creating the sound of hunting wind. Three meters away, the branches and leaves of the trees were constantly swept by the strong wind, and green leaves fell under the force of the wind.

The dancing of the double knives lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour. The man stopped his movements slowly, the tense pores all over his body loosened, his hair gradually returned to the normal scattered state, and a large number of sweat beads appeared on his body surface. The hands of the long knife, the long knife fell straight to the ground.

Bang! !

Then the ground shook slightly, and there was a muffled sound.

Brother Gang immediately winked at Guan Baoliang, and the four of them quickly stepped forward, in groups of two, and carried away the two long knives respectively.

Guan Baoliang was so tired that he was out of breath just by carrying the long knife to the warehouse tens of meters away. It is unimaginable that the man just danced with two long knives for a quarter of an hour, and even the leaves three meters away All were blown down by the strong wind.

last side.

A white man who is about 1.9 meters tall and not considered strong, his training method is the weirdest.

In front of this person stood a large water tank about one meter high, which was filled with clean water.

The person bowed slowly and submerged his whole head into the clear water.

Suddenly, ripples and ripples began to appear in the clear water, which continued to spread and agitated back and forth, at an increasing speed, so that the water droplets were suspended in the air during the collision, which looked very strange.

Click!

Suddenly, a long and thin crack appeared on the side of the large water tank, and the crack continued to spread.

finally.

Bang! !

The entire tank exploded, and water and debris spilled all over the floor.

The man waved his hands calmly, and Brother Gang immediately led Guan Baoliang forward to pick up the debris and clean up the water.

Guan Baoliang took a closer look at the fragments of the water tank. They were at least two centimeters thick. Even if you gave him a brick, he might not be able to break it for a while.

Guru
Guan Baoliang couldn't help swallowing, a kind of fear rose in his heart.

Is this the master of the ghost?
Sure enough, as Brother Gang said, they are all monsters. In comparison, the true martial arts seems to be nothing?
Is Divine Martial Arts not as good as Gui Lao's secret medicine?
After the training of the three white men was all over, Guan Baoliang and the others finished cleaning the martial arts arena and retreated. Only the three cross royal fighters were left to chat in the martial arts arena.

"Have you received the director's order? To kill a mere martial arts master, the three of us need to work together?"

The white man with curly blond hair like a lion who was wielding double knives before said with a frown.

(End of this chapter)