Inspirational life

Chapter 225 Revenge
Weng Xuanjing held a dagger and went in to find Chopin. As Shi Tiecheng's "partner", sometimes doing some dirty work was within his scope. When he entered the door, he saw the real owner sitting there. He seemed to be frightened.

Weng Xuanjing stepped forward and stabbed out Chopin's chest with the dagger. This was a fatal stabbing technique.

Weng Xuanjing was about to pull away as soon as he stabbed him, but the next moment he found that the dagger had no resistance to cutting into the flesh.

This is unreasonable.

Even if his dagger is extremely sharp, even if it pierces a person's body like a hot knife cutting through butter, even if it is butter, the hot knife will produce corresponding feedback, but there is none at the moment.

Weng Xuanjing turned around and found that the dagger he was holding was still in the air, and Chopin was still half a step away from him, looking at him, as if he was innocently wondering why this man gestured with the knife in front of him, then turned around and prepared Walk.

Weng Xuanjing's eyes narrowed, and he twisted his forefoot. His body's tendency to retreat immediately turned and tilted towards Chopin. At the same time, the dagger in his hand jumped out like a snake. If there was no accident, the knife would pierce Chopin's ribs. Stab into the heart.

He was fully focused this time, wanting to see what tricks this young man was playing?
I didn't see Chopin making any big movements. His body suddenly gave way to the point where his sword hit.

Weng Xuanjing was greatly shocked. As the president of Yufeng Society, it goes without saying that he is very powerful. He is also considered a first-rate player among the societies near Osaiben.Moreover, they were brave and resourceful, and they just deliberately drove away the people in the small courtyard just because they wanted to clean up Chopin alone. Shi Tiecheng Group had a way to use their lawyers and a strong legal team to put themselves aside, but if they also clean up everyone in the courtyard, That's a bit troublesome.So it's best to solve it cleanly.

He was absolutely confident in his own skills, but he found that this time, he failed to do his best?

Isn't the Chopin in the intelligence a slave to lyrics and music, but just an ordinary person? How could he avoid his own killer move?
Weng Xuanjing's heart felt awe-inspiring, and he handed the dagger to his left hand, flickering out countless cold rays of light.

The countless rays of cold light were not useless feints, but the shadows of the blades produced after every strike of Weng Xuanjing's sword missed.

This is a dangerous fighting move of Jianghu bunt, and it is Weng Xuanjing's unique skill to press the box. Just now, he used a walking and turning style to dodge Weng Xuanjing. At this moment, Zhang Jingyao finally felt the threat.

He sighed. It seemed that he still couldn't respond to the opponent's attacks completely by avoiding them. It was still impossible to imitate the style of a hand-clothed master under the attack of the person in front of him who was pressing down on the bottom of the box.

Chopin reaches out, drag style!

The shadow of his hand covered Weng Xuanjing's knife shadow. At that moment, Weng Xuanjing's knife net seemed to be pulled violently by an invisible hand. His sharp assassination knife net suddenly stopped, and it felt that every time he exerted force, it was difficult to reach. At the top, it seemed that if he attacked according to his wishes, he would be hit by Chopin the next moment.

How can there be such a mysterious thing? Weng Xuanjing just doesn't believe in evil, so what will happen if he stabs him with a knife! ?

Weng Xuanjing put aside the combat experience that constantly gave him warnings. He did not believe in evil and wanted to break through Chopin's defense. He just ignored it and aimed at his chest.

Weng Xuanjing's sword stabbed out in a series, and Chopin accurately hit his wrist with one hand. Weng Xuanjing advanced quickly, and Chopin's body didn't even turn. He just twisted to the side of Weng Xuanjing, and then the back of his hand vacated from the knife net blocking Weng Xuanjing, and struck fiercely. Hit him hard on the cheek.

Snapped!The crisp sound came out.Weng Xuanjing's offensive disintegrated miserably, and he took two steps back, with the left side of his face bulging high.

Outside the door, Yu Jialong and Yan Hu had already fought in. Although they were punched and kicked repeatedly, they still showed the demeanor of the first and second senior brothers of Qianshui Shui.

After Niu Sizong discovered that the almost unstoppable murder inside had not happened, he and Yu Caiqing got up and came to the door.

Then everyone saw the scene where Weng Xuanjing was slapped away by Chopin.

Weng Xuanjing felt the burning pain all over his face. He was a little crazy. He couldn't believe that an ordinary scholar opposite him could fight him back with just one hand!Weng Xuanjing was furious, and then turned into blood. He held the dagger upside down and rushed forward, using his own body as a shield to kill the opponent.

This move is tried and true, and it is the move that most fighters fear most. Even if you can fight him off with your bare hands, he can use his body as a shield. As long as he stabs you, you will not be able to bear it.

This is also the most helpless aspect of street fighting.

Zhang Jingyao's eyes narrowed, and he felt a stronger threat. He had been fighting in martial arts training competitions all the way. He had experienced actual combat one after another. He faced opponents with professional training. Xinzhou High School Wushu The level of training and competition is very high, which is why the atmosphere of Xinzhou's martial arts training is unrivaled in the world. The strength of an outstanding high school student's martial arts training in Xinzhou can be compared to the top level in continental professional competitions in other continents. .How is Weng Xuanjing's current strength?Zhang Jingyao seems to be doing well. If he is included in the Luonan Provincial High School Martial Arts Training Competition, he can also enter a top 36 team and play the main role.

So he couldn't hold back. When Weng Xuanjing was buried in him, he charged with his shoulder and stabbed his most dangerous knife from the gap in his shoulder. Zhang Jingyao picked up the marble table top left by Chopin's parents and smashed it on him. on the body.

Weng Xuanjing was already prepared to receive punches and kicks from the opponent, and he might even be knocked down by the opponent's heavy punches. Anyway, it was an exchange. He used the knife and the opponent used his fists. There was no loss at all. What he was bullying was that Chopin didn't have any sharp weapons. No matter how skilled the bully was, he was still made of flesh and blood, but he never expected that the other party was indeed a master, so skilled that he could lift a marble table and wave it like a windmill.

Snapped!
Weng Xuanjing was knocked to the ground.

Yu Jialong and Yan Hu stood still at the door, and the surrounding people from Yufeng Society also stopped moving.

The scene in the house is really impressive.

The marble countertop is in the shape of a long spindle, the kind used for making tea. It covers an area of ​​about one square meter and weighs more than 100 kilograms.Chopin lifted the table and slapped Weng Xuanjing to the ground. Weng Xuanjing fell to the ground.

After the filming, Chopin could still lift the slate and put it on his shoulders, watching whether the thugs from the Yufeng Club were about to pour in at the door.

Members of the Yufeng Society at the door look at each other. Mixed societies also get paid. In fact, these societies are not always glamorous and bullying. Sometimes they have to help people and help big consortiums with transportation. Building materials and transporting materials are no different from coolies.

They all get a salary, how do they deal with a young artistic man who is carrying a slate and knocking down his boss?It was the boss who saved that slate from being beaten to death. When they went up to it, the other party swung it, and they might have broken bones and tendons. Why, they still expected the capitalists to injure them at work?

"You...he..." Weng Xuanjing could still support his body, his eyes were blood red. What he couldn't stand the most was losing his temper in front of so many subordinates. Generally speaking, there were not many clubs in Guangzhou where there were large-scale fights. , people are capital, fighting with human lives will hurt money!Therefore, conquests between societies are more of a duel between talkers. The winner is king. The so-called victory is determined by one ride. Often the celebrities and talkers in many societies rely on such force to establish their authority. , gathering prestige.

In this current situation, will Weng Xuanjing still have his prestige in the future?
So even if his entire back spine felt like it was about to break, he still had to stand up like a tough guy at this time.

Before he finished cursing, Weng Xuanjing raised his head and said, "Wait, if you have the guts to wait for me..."

Before I could finish speaking, when I stood up, Zhang Jingyao gave him no chance to speak anymore. His shoulders shook, and the stone slab he was carrying flew into the air. His left and right hands grasped the edges, and he swung it up and smashed it against my face.

boom!
The eyelids of everyone at the door twitched.

The marble slab cracked into four halves and fell to the ground, revealing Weng Xuanjing in the middle.

Yu Caiqing, who had two braids in her hair, stared at Chopin in a daze. Is this the nerd they grew up with, the powerless nerd?
The members of Yufeng Club outside were silent, but the silence of everyone at this time was deafening.

A voice woke them up from their fright.

The ringtone of Weng Xuanjing's cell phone on the ground.

In the sight of everyone, Chopin took out his mobile phone from a pile of broken stones next to Weng Xuanjing. When he saw the incoming call, he answered it.

A voice came from the phone, "Xuan Jing, how are you? I hope you won't disappoint me!"

Zhang Jingyao distinguished the human voice and then said, "Sui Kang?"

There was a pause on the other side of the phone, and then a voice came, "Who are you? Are you not Weng Xuanjing?"

Zhang Jingyao thought for a moment, raised a smile on his lips, and said gloomily into the phone, "I'm back, turned into a ghost, and come to take revenge on you."

(End of this chapter)