"Everyone, go! I don't believe you, I don't believe!”
On the street, the leader who was stepped on by Ling Xuan had a ferocious expression. He grabbed Ling Xuan's foot with both hands and shouted at the group of people without caring about the immense pain in his body.
This little leader clearly hated Ling Xuan to the extreme, and the resentment in his eyes never dissipated from the beginning to the end. Instead, it became thicker and thicker.
Lingxuan stared at the person under his feet and completely ignored the hatred in his eyes. Instead, he was a little surprised. However, in just a moment, Lingxuan was enlightened.
This small leader must have been someone who had fought with real swords and guns. Such people often had a ruthless spirit in their bones and were completely unafraid of death. It would be strange if such a person easily admitted defeat and begged for mercy.
On the other side, when they heard the leader's words, the hooligans were stunned for a moment before they reacted one by one!
That's right! There were so many people here. No matter how powerful this brat was, he could defeat one, but could he defeat ten? If he won ten, could he win a hundred?!
For a moment, the fear in everyone's hearts was greatly reduced by the words of the small leader. Soon after, everyone looked at Ling Xuan with unfriendly gazes. Those gazes seemed to want to swallow Ling Xuan alive.
"Everyone, attack together!"
In the crowd, it was unknown who was the first to shout. Immediately, a large group of people shouted loudly. Those who had weapons in their hands picked them up one after another and all of them swarmed towards Lingxuan aggressively. There was no lack of fierce people in this group. Their auras were quite fierce.
Ling Xuan looked at the people who were charging at him and narrowed his eyes slightly. A killing intent flashed across his eyes, and the combat strength on his body surged slightly. A mysterious silver luster circulated around his body.
Whoosh!
The sound of something breaking through the air suddenly sounded, leaving behind an afterimage. Ling Xuan's entire body struck out like lightning, and he directly punched towards the fist of the first person!
"Crack…" With a crisp sound, their fists collided heavily. The hooligan who collided with Lingxuan's fist immediately felt as if he had smashed into a hammer. The bones in his fist seemed to have cracked, and intense pain instantly spread. His body retreated continuously. Other than pain, he could not feel anything else in his entire arm. His expression could not be described as ugly.
Ling Xuan's body did not move at all after he sent the other party flying with a punch. His right foot kicked out again at lightning speed. With a miserable cry, before the other person's wooden stick could land on him, he kicked the other person flying and directly pressed down the people behind him.
In the blink of an eye, he had defeated two people and suppressed a group of people. Ling Xuan stood in front of the crowd like a fierce god. The terrifying aura that erupted from his body shocked everyone present.
"F * ck your mother!" A guy who was nearly two meters tall roared. He tightened his grip on the cricket bat in his hand and charged at Lingxuan again. He did not believe that this guy in front of him was made of iron. Could he really defeat so many of them by himself?
He was not the only one. There were seven or eight other hooligans who were moving together. All of them rushed towards Lingxuan.
They really did not believe that Lingxuan was made of iron. So what if a person could fight? Could his fists be harder than a cricket bat?
Obviously, these hooligans did not have any awareness of combat power index. As long as they knew a little about the difference between Muggles and people with combat power index, they would not have such thoughts.
Ling Xuan's expression did not change at all when faced with the simultaneous attacks of seven to eight hooligans. His entire body brought along a series of afterimages. Before the first man who attacked could reach Ling Xuan, he suddenly felt a silver light flash in front of him. Then, the cricket bat in his hand disappeared as if it had disappeared into thin air.
In the next second, he realized that his cricket bat had appeared in Lingxuan's hand, and it was constantly enlarging in front of his eyes. With a muffled bang, the cricket bat directly came into contact with the man's face.
"Tsk..." A stream of blood spurted out from the man's face, accompanied by a miserable cry.
Following that, a dazzling silver light appeared in Ling Xuan's eyes again. His pupils became extremely indifferent. Looking at the crowd that was still as large as before, the corners of his mouth curled up into an undetectable arc. He held the cricket bat in his hand and directly charged towards the crowd.
Screams continuously sounded out. In just a moment, another group of people fell at Ling Xuan's feet. The people lying on the ground curled up their bodies and continuously let out wailing sounds. Looking at the young man on the field who was holding a cricket bat and exuding a domineering aura, the eyes of these people all flickered with fear.
Behind them, Jin Baosan was also dumbfounded as he watched Ling Xuan slaughter everyone. Even though he knew that Ling Xuan was very powerful, he couldn't hide the shock in his heart when he saw this scene with his own eyes.'Oh my god, this is a one-sided massacre! Overwhelming! Absolute overwhelming!'
After a while, more than half of the people on the ground had fallen, nearly two-thirds. There was a complete vacuum around Ling Xuan. Those who had not fallen did not dare to look at Ling Xuan at all. All of them were cowering. Every step Ling Xuan took, they took a step back. They were afraid of being beaten!
Suddenly, one of the hooligans 'eyes flashed. He glanced at Jin Bao San and the others, who were watching the show. Finally, his gaze landed on Ding Xiaoyu, who was wearing headphones and immersed in music.
This person was obviously a weakling.
With this thought in mind, the hooligan gave a look to the two people beside him. The two of them nodded slightly and understood.
In the end, under Ling Xuan's playful gaze, the three of them directly charged towards Jin Bao San and the others. In the end, they all pointed their gazes at Ding Xiaoyu, and a cruel smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.
Jinbao San, who was originally watching with relish, saw the three of them rushing towards him and hurriedly pulled Ding Xiaoyu to escape. The reason why he wanted to pull Ding Xiaoyu along was naturally because of Ling Xuan. Ding Xiaoyu had come with Ling Xuan. If he was left alone here, who knew if Ling Xuan would settle the score later?
To be continued…
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have no energy left to complain about the big hooligans like Dadong in Ultimate Class One, so Flowing Light decided to write a little more here. This kind of fight looks very cool!
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