C601 What kind of fist technique was this
C601 What kind of fist technique was this
"Get out of the way!" Let me grandpa do it! " The yellow-hair shouted loudly and swaggered towards them.
The dozen or so people who could stand all opened up a path for yellow-hair.
"Kid, do you still remember me, your master?!" Knowing that Zhou Hui was Stage Seven Yellow Rank, the yellow-hair was full of confidence. His tone of voice also became much more unyielding, "One day as a teacher and one lifetime as a father, don't do anything so outrageous!"
As the yellow-hair said this, he laughed out loud. Although the surrounding lackeys didn't know what was going on, upon seeing the yellow-hair laughing so loudly, they all laughed as well.
Hearing that, Zhou Hui's face turned black.
Shame!
"Kill Matt!" "Come and die!" In merely an instant, Zhou Hui's expression changed. He hooked his fingers at the other party, and then raised his middle finger.
"Kill Matt?" This was the first time he had heard of this term. The surrounding subordinates were also confused, they did not know what Zhou Hui meant.
However, when the yellow hair saw Zhou Hui raise his middle finger, he immediately became angry, he knew what this meant.
"Brat, then I will teach you how to respect your teacher today!" The yellow-hair roared in anger and charged forward.
His five fingers clasped together, turned into a fist, and smashed towards Zhou Hui's head.
The yellow haired man's speed was extremely fast, as he instantly charged towards Zhou Hui.
"Come at me!" The furious Zhou Hui did not plan to dodge this punch, but rather, welcomed it.
Although the yellow-hair was fast, he had become extremely slow in Zhou Hui's eyes when he was three meters away from Zhou Hui. Zhou Hui's fist did not miss, and just happened to collide with the opponent's fist.
Feeling the impact from the blow on his arm, Zhou Hui couldn't help but take a few steps back, and almost fell to the ground. The yellow haired man took three steps back, but his steps were much steadier than Zhou Hui's.
[It seems that level ten of the yellow category is really much stronger than his own level seven of the yellow category!] Zhou Hui thought. When the battle had just begun, the system had already informed the other party of their strength and identity. The number thirty from before were all yellow level three or four, and the highest was only yellow level six. This yellow-haired man was a tenth level yellow rank, and was more than a little taller.
The yellow-hair was also secretly shocked, he never thought that Zhou Hui would actually be able to clearly see where his fist was going to strike, and even more so, would think that Zhou Hui would exchange punches with him. Even more so, he didn't expect Zhou Hui to still be able to receive his fist, and only took a few steps back.
However, the yellow haired man was not worried at that time. This punch confirmed that Zhou Hui was really at Stage Seven of the Yellow Rank, not Profound level.
"Good boy, come again!" The yellow-hair shouted and then flew over, throwing another punch.
Zhou Hui squinted his eyes as the yellow-hair started to slow down again. He didn't have time to think about why this was happening, but as long as it was useful, it was fine.
With a slight turn of his body, he dodged the attack from the yellow hair, and immediately, Zhou Hui punched the yellow hair's stomach.
Following that, he kicked again with the intent to send it flying.
Just at that moment, the yellow-hair turned around and dodged it. He hurriedly took two steps back, and pulled some distance away from Zhou Hui.
Since he knew that Zhou Hui was a Yellow Rank Level 7, the yellow haired man started to look down on him. Therefore, he did not react at all to Zhou Hui's punch just now.
It was only a single punch, but he immediately regained his senses and immediately turned around to dodge the kick. Taking two steps back, he looked at Zhou Hui with a serious expression. He had to make a large number of preparations for this youth.
This youth wasn't very strong, but his opponent was able to dodge two of his attacks in a row. It could be seen how powerful his opponent was in actual combat and how nimble and nimble his opponent was.
"What kind of fist art is this!?" The yellow-hair said solemnly. He thought about it and decided that he should first have a chat with the other party.
The cultivation technique that the yellow-hair cultivated was very peculiar. The longer he fought, the more powerful his battle prowess would be.
For example, at the beginning, the yellow-hair's strength was at 100, but after an hour, his strength would increase to 200, or even 300.
"Slap his grandson's Fist!" They only hit their disobedient grandsons! " Zhou Hui chuckled, then gave the yellow-hair a middle finger.
Making the enemy angry was already half a victory.
To make it perish is to make it mad first.
Zhou Hui's goal was to enrage his opponent, so that his opponent would attack him together. After exchanging two blows, he could tell that the reaction speed of the other party was not any slower than his. Even if he could see his opponent's speed slow down, he might not be able to defeat him.
Glancing at Wu Gui and the others in the distance, Zhou Hui turned around and stared at the yellow hair man.
"Kid, looks like you don't know how formidable your grandfather is!" As the yellow-hair said this, he rushed forward once again.
With a flying kick, he kicked towards Zhou Hui's chest.
[A good chance!] Zhou Hui smiled slightly in his heart.
The yellow hair who was flying towards him slowed down once again. After Zhou Hui dodged to the side, he jumped and suddenly struck his elbow downwards.
"Bang ~" The yellow-hair fell to the ground after Zhou Hui's attack.
Zhou Hui fiercely kicked out with his right leg, causing the yellow-hair's reaction to be extremely fast.
With a leap, yellow-hair jumped up, and coldly looked at Zhou Hui: "Good boy, your fist technique is amazing!"
"Of course! Hit your grandson with a fist technique, causing his injuries to multiply!" Zhou Hui laughed and raised his middle finger at him again.
"Brat, later when your master hurts you, don't cry!" The yellow-hair gave a muffled grunt, then once again rushed forward.
The current Wang Qilong had already adapted to Zhou Hui's words, it was just that he still needed to use his cultivation technique to resist, if not he would still hear the song. He was a bit bored, why did this brat keep using his bewitching arts on me?
Zhou Hui and the yellow hair man fought with each other the most. They were here to watch the show, and they were very excited to see it happen.
"This little child is quite amazing, he actually overtook ten or so big men!"
"What do you know? These lackeys are just there to show off that guy's strength." Then, the boss would come out to intimidate the audience! Look at that yellow hair, that long hair, tsk tsk! "
"True, but can this kid withstand the combined attacks of over fifty people?"
"Ugh …" Now it's seventy! "
After a short while, most of the people from the hundreds of Azure Dragon Gang had arrived, only a few people from very far away did not rush over. Other than the dozen or so people that were knocked down by Zhou Hui, there were also over seventy people standing by the side.