Pushing the Three Thousand Worlds

Chapter 163
Li Qiu's eyes moved slightly, and the beggar, who was suspected to be Yan Zhenbei, turned and suddenly walked into the long alley, he should have noticed him following him.

Li Qiu felt even more suspicious, he thought for a while and followed in, he wanted to get the Black Tiger Demon.

There is no conflict between exercises and exercises. One person can practice several exercises at the same time, but the time and energy spent is not as cost-effective as practicing one exercise.

He has the source power panel, so naturally he doesn't have to worry about this, and he can also fuse several exercises into a new and stronger exercise.

It is very necessary to practice a superior or even a supreme exercise.

It is impossible for him to stay in Shangjiang City for the rest of his life. If he wants to become the strongest in the world, sooner or later he will have to compete with those martial artists who have trained in superb martial arts, and even the sons of martial sages who are known as invincible at the same time.

Originally, he was already at a great disadvantage because of his bloodline problem, and he didn't have a passable skill, so what would he use to compete with others in the same realm of warriors.

Although as long as he has the source power, he can quickly break through the situation with the source power talent.

But it also consumes the same source power to increase the same strength, why doesn't he become invincible in the same realm or even fight across borders, but chooses to rely on a higher realm than others to draw with others.

With the same strength, one is a warrior who is invincible in the same situation, and the other is a warrior with mediocre combat power. No matter how you say it, the former is more attractive than the latter.

Li Qiu followed behind the tall and thin beggar, and the two entered the long alley one by one.

In the long alley, the tall and thin beggar hadn't gone far, and suddenly turned around, with a cold light in his eyes, and a smile on his face, looking at Li Qiudao.

"I don't know what this son is doing with me, a beggar, all this time?"

Li Qiu's eyes were cold, and he smiled lightly.
"I have never seen a beggar whose hair is not a little greasy and who does not smell a little bit."

The tall and thin beggar's expression did not change.

"I just came out to be a beggar recently. I dressed up as a beggar in order to get some more copper coins, so I don't have the greasy and smelly smell you mentioned for the time being."

"Come out to be a beggar, wagging your tail and begging for mercy, losing all face, presumably because of the pressure of life, because you can't eat as a last resort?"

A hint of sarcasm appeared on Li Qiu's face.

"Of course." The tall and thin beggar replied.

"In that case, then I asked Xiao Er to give you steamed buns. Why didn't you even eat half of the steamed buns, and still looked at the buns with disgust after Xiao Er left?"

"It's you!……"

The tall and thin beggar's face was gloomy, but he returned to normal in an instant, and put on a smiling face again.

"It turned out that you kindly gave me steamed buns, my lord. Although I have been a beggar, I have only been a beggar for a few days, and I haven't gotten used to eating dirty steamed buns. So I'm really sorry to waste your kindness."

The tall and thin beggar answered fluently, without revealing the slightest flaw in his words.

Li Qiu's expression was cold, he was too lazy to argue with him any longer, and snorted coldly.

"How many days? I think you started working as a beggar this morning."

"I didn't expect that the notorious owner of Feiyun Village would also be reduced to beggars on the street. I don't know how to let your former brothers and the villagers know what to think."

"enough!"

Yan Zhenbei looked annoyed, his eyes fixed on Li Qiu, and there was a blazing killing intent in his eyes.

"Little beast, you are courting death!"

He let out a low shout and let out a ferocious force, and stepped on his body like an arrow from the string,

The punch was fierce, like a fierce tiger roaring in the forest, it rushed towards Li Qiu.

Li Qiu's eyes moved slightly, and his mind was shocked, but he found that Yan Zhenbei's punches were just powerful, and the speed of killing him was not as fast as that of a warrior in the early bone strengthening stage.

Li Qiu took a step forward and punched Yan Zhenbei as well.

Seeing the power and speed of this punch, Yan Zhenbei's face changed drastically.

"Bone-strengthening warrior!"

"how is this possible?"

boom!
Before he could react, the fists of the two collided fiercely, the air exploded with a loud noise, and circles of tiny air waves exploded between the two fists!

Yan Zhenbei, who looked terrified, flew upside down, flew more than ten steps away and fell heavily to the ground.

Li Qiu looked indifferent, and slowly withdrew his fist, his heart moved slightly.

Sure enough, Yan Zhenbei has a problem, and his strength has dropped to the stage of meat training.

It should be related to his current skinny appearance.

Yan Zhenbei looked incredible, got up from the ground, turned around and fled.

Although Yan Zhenbei's strength had dropped to the stage of physical training, his physical strength had not changed. After facing off against Li Qiu and falling to the disadvantage, his injuries were not serious.

But now he only has such strength, trying to escape in front of Li Qiu is tantamount to wishful thinking.

Li Qiu's feet moved, his figure straddled dozens of steps like a ghost, he caught up with Yan Zhenbei in an instant, and punched him.

Yan Zhenbei had no choice but to turn around and punch, and punched Li Qiu again, and was slammed to the ground by the violent force from the fist.

click!
The stone slabs on the ground were instantly smashed to pieces by Yan Zhenbei's body, causing dust to rise everywhere.

He looked pained, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and wanted to stand up and fight again.

boom!
A dull sound sounded in the secluded long alley.

Li Qiu kicked Yan Zhenbei hard on the head, knocking him unconscious.

He found that the bones in Yan Zhenbei's body were too hard, far beyond his ability to temper the bones.

It seems that the black tiger's evil code should mainly temper the bones of the whole body of the human body.

It is conceivable that if Yan Zhenbei regains his strength and he collides with his fists or fists, he will definitely be injured.

Just like with the same strength, one hits someone with a wooden hammer and the other with an iron hammer. Of course, the hammer is more powerful and causes more damage.

Li Qiu picked up the unconscious Yan Zhenbei, looked around, and rushed towards a certain direction in the city.

After he worshiped Chen Mao as his teacher, many wealthy businessmen in the city sent him gifts and wanted to make friends with him, including several high-end houses.

It's just that he usually doesn't use it when he lives in the martial arts hall.

The locations of those houses were confirmed and they were not visited again.

One of them is not far from here, and he intends to take Yan Zhenbei there to torture the evil spirit of the black tiger.

On the way, Li Qiu thought of Yan Zhenbei's method of hiding himself as a beggar, and he actually thought it was very clever.

Soldiers and policemen were busy searching the hidden corners of the city, and anyone who would look at them would just take a look at the ragged and disheveled beggars on the street.

Even if you look at it, you will immediately look away, because Yan Zhenbei's body shape at this time makes it really difficult for people to get in touch with the frighteningly burly master of Feiyun Village.

Even the skinny hands and feet that were exposed outside looked like a person who had practiced martial arts, and he looked more like a beggar than a beggar who claimed that he had been hungry for several days without eating.

This morning, I don't know how many hurried soldiers and police officers passed by Yan Zhenbei, but none of them noticed him.

It's a pity that Yan Zhenbei didn't do it thoroughly enough, and he still saw the flaw.

If he gets some oil on his hair, rolls around in the ditch, and acts more like some beggar who hasn't eaten for days, he won't be noticed.

(End of this chapter)