goddess of goddess

Chapter 161
For Shuai Ge, a stranger, who rescued him, although Zhang Shou was extremely puzzled, he was still grateful.

As for Shuai Ge's strength at such a young age, Zhang Shou is also surprised, much stronger than he was back then.

However, Zhang Shou still doesn't think that Shuai Ge can save him.

A small grandmaster peak master, three high-level warriors, these are four opponents!
With one against four, how could there be a chance?
Zhang Shou, who was extremely pessimistic, saw that Shuai Ge was about to fight with the middle-aged man, so he decided to take the opportunity to remind him: "Young man, go away! These people are too strong, you will not be their opponent! Don't just save me!" I lost my life!"

But the next scene made Zhang Shou even more surprised - Shuai Ge actually took the middle-aged man's stick with his bare hands, but he was not injured at all!
Is it so easy to catch an attack of about [-]% of the strength of a small grandmaster peak master?

Zhang Shou finally dared to conceive an idea, that he had a chance to be rescued?
And then the middle-aged man's reaction and statement made Zhang Shou both surprised, but not surprised. It was reasonable—the middle-aged man raised his background and backing, so that he should be afraid of Shuai Ge and retreat when he knows he is strong!

In Zhang Shou's heart, there suddenly seemed to be fifteen buckets, up and down, not only hoping that Shuai Ge would leave immediately to protect himself, but also thinking that he could save himself.

But no matter how complicated his mood was, Zhang Shou also thought that Shuai Ge would be afraid of the prestige of the martial arts gym, and his attitude and posture would change.

The middle-aged man also thinks so, of course.

After half reminding and half warning Shuai Ge, the middle-aged man withdrew his hand holding the stick, trying to pull the stick out of his hand.

However, the stick didn't move at all.

The middle-aged man's face suddenly changed again, gloomy as iron, his eyes sharpened, and he stared fiercely at Shuai Ge's eyes.

And Zhou Daxing, who wanted to see the destruction of a talented warrior with his own eyes, was already dumbfounded.

How could this kid be so strong?It was able to withstand the blow of the little grandmaster's peak master!
After being surprised, Zhou Daxing suppressed his puzzlement, and became even more jealous of Shuai Ge.

Such a genius should die early!

It's just that Zhou Daxing began to worry a little, worried that the middle-aged man would not be able to abolish Shuai Ge successfully.

However, Zhou Daxing immediately became happy again—seeing Shuai Ge's actions, he was determined to fight against them!

it is good!You really don't know how to live or die, you kid, how dare you refuse Mingzhe to protect yourself!

But good to say no!

Now you are dead!Do you think that you can catch a move safely, and you think arrogantly that you will be the opponent of the little master's peak master?

Haha naive!
"Are you rejecting my offer? Let go!" the middle-aged man sneered at Shuai Ge.

Shuai Ge had a good time: "If you agree to leave immediately, I will naturally let go!"

"You don't give me face! You don't give face to Weifeng Martial Arts!" The middle-aged man spoke harshly.

Shuai Ge looked amused: "Do I know you? Why should I give you face? As for the Weifeng Wuguan, I have never heard of it!"

"Anyone who dares to provoke Weifeng Martial Arts will have to pay the price! You have completely angered me!" The middle-aged man had a murderous look on his face, and a frantic aura surged from his body.

Or, Shuai Ge is ignorant, and has really never heard of the prestige of their mighty martial arts gym.

Or, Shuai Ge is pretending to be ignorant, deliberately provoking Weifeng Martial Arts, and not paying attention to Weifeng Martial Arts.

The middle-aged man thinks it is the latter, that Shuai Ge is contemptuous of the majestic martial arts school.

And this seriously stimulated the middle-aged man's strong sense of superiority as a member of the majestic martial arts school, and his excessive pride in thinking he was superior to others.

"Damn you!" The middle-aged man was furious, and finally shot with all his strength.

Infuriatingly running crazily.

Burst of energy.

Under the ingenuity of the middle-aged man, the long stick shook and shook, trying to pull it back from the handsome singer.

Seventy percent of the strength of the middle-aged man is due to his skills on the stick, he must take back the long stick.

Shuai Ge suddenly pulled out a playful smile, and let go of his right palm.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man pulled too hard, and before he could stop, his body swayed and he staggered back a step.

This is still a middle-aged man with rich combat experience and solid kung fu, otherwise, it would not be surprising to fall down in embarrassment.

And Shuai Ge kicked his feet hard, moving like a rabbit, he jumped forward, and punched with a raised fist.

In an instant, the middle-aged man hurriedly stabilized his lower body, played a trick with the long stick, immediately held the stick with both hands, and carried it bravely.

boom!
It was like an iron fist colliding with a long stick, the middle end of the long stick was slightly bent, and both ends kept shaking.

Where the fist landed, a gust of punching wind splashed out, like a gale blowing past, making the middle-aged man's face ache slightly.

The middle-aged man swayed and was almost forced to back up, but his expression suddenly changed again.

This kid's strength is so overbearing!So strong!
How could it be so strong?
I did my best, without reservation!

The middle-aged man, who was terrified and shocked, suddenly took two steps back, then let out a low growl, his whole body trembled slightly, and he grasped the long stick with both hands, and drew it out viciously.

He wanted to take advantage of the long stick, put a little distance away, and use a fierce attack.

With this pumping, he drew out all his bravery and strength.

But Shuai Ge's second punch was very fast, before the long stick could exert its full power, it hit hard.

boom!
The ferocious force made the middle-aged man's hands sore and painful, and the blood in his chest was churning and uncomfortable.

The third punch followed.

The middle-aged man's wrist was in pain, and he could barely hold the stick with his hands.

For the fourth punch, Shuai Ge's fist speed became faster and faster, and his strength became more and more violent.

snort!The middle-aged man grunted in pain, his face was flushed, his head was sweating profusely, and his eyes were frightened.

The fifth punch was even more domineering, fierce and devastating.

The middle-aged man immediately spurted blood, his hands and feet trembled, all the strength in his body was released, and he fell back to the ground.

The expressions of the two high-ranking fighters who had planned to watch the tense heads, and Zhou Daxing, who hadn't thought about taking action himself, changed again and again, getting worse and worse.

At this moment, they were all dumbfounded, their unbelievable gazes flicked over the middle-aged man and Shuai Ge.

Shuai Ge stood proudly, glanced at them coldly, and said in a mad and domineering tone, "Go away or die!"

(End of this chapter)