Ning Wuque was puzzled. He did a carp jump and jumped up from the ground. He grabbed the two legs of the chair in his hands.
"Yo! If he couldn't beat the guy, what kind of man was he? Where was his awe-inspiring aura just now?……Aiya!" The eunuch had a despicable look on his face, but he immediately screamed and ran a few steps away.
It turned out that Ning Wuque had thrown a wooden stick at his crotch and almost hit him.
The sloppy man in the T-shirt seemed to be thinking about something. He looked at Ning Wuque in a daze and took two steps forward. He raised his leg and kicked Ning Wuque, shouting,"This is the consequence of bullying my brother!”
Idiot!
Ning Wuque snorted in his heart. This kind of leg technique was simply courting death.
Ning Wuque quickly moved to the left and stepped forward. His left leg stepped between the sloppy T-shirt man's legs, and he lifted his right knee to press down on his thigh. At the same time, he reached out his left hand to support his ankle.
This was called the " White Snake Broken Bridge ". With the force of the knee pressing down and the force of the hand pressing up, with the help of the lever principle, it was easy to break the enemy's kicked leg.
"Go to hell!"
Ning Wuque said coldly. His gaze followed his body as he turned to look at the sloppy man in the T-shirt.
It was definitely a coincidence just now. It was impossible this time!
The sloppy T-shirt man's dull eyes suddenly turned blank, as if he had lost his focus in an instant.
Their eyes met.
Ning Wuque's body suddenly stiffened uncontrollably, and his strength... disappeared once again.
The sloppy T-shirt man's leg slammed into Ning Wuque's body. Ning Wuque, who had no strength, couldn't use the White Snake Broken Bridge as he wished.
Ning Wuque flew out in a straight line. The pile of potted plants shattered, and the branches and leaves trembled. With a loud thud, he fell against the wall like a rubber ball and landed in the rubble.
Why? Why did his strength suddenly disappear?
Impossible, impossible!
Ning Wuque stood up unsteadily and stretched out his trembling hands. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth onto his hands.
He suddenly felt fear. The feeling of sudden weakness just now was so clear that it could not be an illusion!
Ning Wuque clenched his fists tightly and felt the strength returning to his body. He stared at the sloppy man in the T-shirt.
Since physical contact with him would cause one's strength to disappear, then…Ning Wuque bent down to pick up the stool leg that had fallen off just now. He rushed over and slashed at the temple of the sloppy T-shirt man.
The force was steady and fast, bringing with it a whooshing sound.
The sloppy man in the T-shirt looked at Ning Wuque with a dull expression, as if he didn't care about Ning Wuque's ferocious appearance at all. When he saw that the wooden stick was already close to his face, he slowly raised his left hand. Two fingers of his middle finger formed a V shape and gently blocked in front of him.
The wooden stick arrived at lightning speed, and the sloppy T-shirt man raised his two fingers.
Then, something shocking happened. The sound of the air being torn stopped abruptly. The wooden stick was clamped between two fingers, but the sloppy man's arm did not tremble at all. In other words, he only used two fingers to block Ning Wuque's attack. Moreover, he was as calm and easy as holding a cigarette or chopsticks.
Why did something like this happen even without physical contact with him?
Ning Wuque's last thought flashed across his mind. The sloppy man in the T-shirt punched him in the stomach and he fainted.
Silence.
An inexplicable pressure pressed down on everyone's hearts.
Even the few uninvited guests who were making a ruckus stared at the sloppy T-shirt man with their mouths wide open. Although they only knew that he could fight, they did not expect him to be so powerful. Wasn't this the Two-Finger Zen in martial arts novels?
Ning Ruyan stopped reading for the first time. She held the book with both hands and looked at the sloppy man in the T-shirt silently.
"Ability user, what are you testing?”Ning Ruyan spoke. Her voice was soft and charming, like a small brush scratching the listener's heart. The eunuch and the others immediately had a look of infatuation on their faces.
"Oh?" The sloppy T-shirt man's face flashed, and his dull expression appeared again." The seven divine artifacts reflect the light of the sun, and the myriad forms are broken and illusory. Who in the world didn't want to gather the seven divine artifacts that had been hidden for a long time? Now that I know the whereabouts of the soul seal, I'm going to try to fight for it.”
"Soul Seal huh…Since you said that, does that mean you're certain that the Soul Seal is here?”
"Of course."
"Since the 'Soul Seal' is on us, aren't you afraid that we'll use it to kill you?”
"The 'Soul Seal' is a divine artifact. Not just any ability user can use it. Besides…I don't think you're mutants. " Hurry up and hand it over so that you won't suffer. You've seen for yourself that my ability is to dissolve power. You're at most an early-stage E-class ability user, or even most likely an ordinary person. It's impossible for you to resist. As the saying goes, a man is innocent, but he is guilty of holding a treasure. In order to avoid death, hurry up and hand it over.”
Then, he walked towards Ning Ruyan with a face full of greed.
The other three looked at the sloppy man in the T-shirt in surprise. Third patted his face and said in disbelief,"Hook, Littleflower, Boss…what did Boss say? Why can't I understand a single word?”
"As expected of an ordinary person, you're just showing off your courage. Since you know the principle that holding a treasure will incur a crime, and you still want such a divine artifact, do you really think you can protect it? Look at you, your ability level isn't that high.”A lazy female voice suddenly came from a corner.
" Who is it?!"
The sloppy man in the T-shirt suddenly turned around. Behind everyone, a woman was standing quietly on the wall of the Ning family.
The woman was wearing a pair of short natural-colored hot pants. The hot pants were tightly wrapped around her, and her long legs were white. She was wearing a navel revealing top, and a small navel ring reflected the bright sunlight.
Her pretty face was like a flower as she looked at the crowd with a smile.
A breeze blew past, causing her long hair to flutter and fall on her mouth.
That small mouth was smiling, and it curled up into an alluring angle.
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