" This..." Hearing Wu Zhi's words, the crowd was speechless. This person had already beaten him up, yet he only shouted start now. I'm also drunk.
However, when they looked at the Khitans who had woken up on the ground, they felt a sense of satisfaction.
For a long time, they had been bullied by the Khitans. They had long held back their anger. At this moment, when they saw Wu Zhi take care of this Khitan, they immediately felt relieved.
"Who is this?" A prince asked curiously. This was because other than the little loli Zhao Fujin, Zhao Huan, and Emperor Huizong, no one knew Wu Zhi.
"My master!" The little loli Zhao Fujin snorted proudly.
"Isn't it amazing?"
"Of course he is. My master defeated more than 300 palace guards by himself.”The little loli, Zhao Fujin, raised her head and said proudly.
"Wow, so powerful. I must acknowledge him as my master later.”A prince exclaimed in excitement, then continued to look at Wu Zhi.
"Master, hit him!" Zhao Huan looked at the Khitans lying on the ground and immediately shouted at Wu Zhi.
These Khitans are too arrogant. If we don't fight them, they will think that we Song people are easy to bully.
"Sir, forget it." Emperor Huizong looked at the Khitans lying on the ground and then looked at Wu Zhi. Then, he came to Wu Zhi and persuaded him.
As the ruler of a country, he had to consider the big picture.
Wu Zhi beating this Khitan, they were relieved, but what about Wu Zhi?
After all, this Khitan was from Liao Kingdom and an envoy of Liao Kingdom. Would Liao Kingdom let Wu Zhi off after beating up the envoy?
What if the Liao Kingdom sent an army to attack the Song Dynasty because of this? What would happen to the Song Dynasty?
"Forget it?" Wu Zhi sneered. This matter, don't think about letting it go so easily.
This time, he had to let this Khitan know who was the trash.
"Bastard! I'm going to kill you!" On the ground, the Khitan man shook his head after regaining his senses for a moment. Then, he roared angrily and got up.
They were too proud. As a nation that advocated martial arts, they did not put anything in their eyes. The Jurchen, the Xixia people, and the Song people were like this.
They firmly believed that they were the rulers of this world. Everyone had to submit to the Khitans and become their subjects and slaves. There was no chance of resistance.
"Come on!" Wu Zhi stood still and waited for the Khitans to attack.
"Ah!" The Khitans shouted and attacked Wu Zhi.
This time, he used all the brute force in his body, wanting to kill Wu Zhi with one punch.
Only by killing him could he wash away his humiliation.
Looking at the approaching Khitans, Wu Zhi suddenly moved when the Khitans approached.
He used the Eternal Spring Fist and punched the Khitan man in the face. Following that, the Khitan man let out a miserable cry and his body flew backward.
With a bang, the Khitan man's body landed heavily on the ground.
At this moment, all the princes 'eyes lit up.
What was kung fu? This was kung fu! One move to subdue the enemy, to be in an invincible position.
"Again!" Wu Zhi waved at the Khitans and said again.
Today, he had to let this Khitan know how powerful he was.
The Khitan man glanced at Wu Zhi and stood up. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He didn't believe this. How could a Khitan warrior be defeated by the Song people?
"Brat, I will kill you." The Khitans gritted their teeth and swore to Wu Zhi before attacking Wu Zhi again.
However, just as his body approached Wu Zhi, Wu Zhi suddenly moved again.
Wu Zhi raised his hands and pressed them on the Khitan's shoulders, preventing the Khitan's body from moving forward. He raised his thigh and kneeled on the Khitan's lower abdomen.
This knee landed on the Khitan man's abdomen, causing the Khitan man's face to instantly turn the color of a pig's liver.
He let go of the Khitan man. The Khitan man's face immediately turned ferocious because of the intense pain in his lower abdomen. He covered his stomach with both hands and could not help but cry out in pain.
"Again!" Wu Zhi looked at the Khitans who were screaming in pain and said again.
This time, the Khitans only knew how to hold their stomachs and scream. They could not hear Wu Zhi at all.
Wu Zhi's knee was too heavy. The Khitans would not recover for a while.
After about twenty minutes, the Khitans gradually felt that their stomachs no longer hurt.
Looking at Wu Zhi, the eyes of the Khitans burned with murderous flames.
"You have successfully angered me. I will kill you!”With a loud shout, the Khitan man immediately walked towards Wu Zhi again. He used the brute force in his hand, wanting to smash Wu Zhi's head with a punch.
"Die?" Wu Zhi smiled. This time, he did not hold back anymore.
He struck out like lightning and broke the Khitan's arm that was about to smash his head. Then, Wu Zhi once again used his knee to push against the Khitan's stomach.
Under the effect of the huge force, the Khitan's body was instantly sent flying like a shrimp. He flew four to five meters before landing heavily on the ground.
"Are you convinced?" Wu Zhi came in front of the Khitans and stepped on them as he spoke condescendingly.
"Bah!" The Khitan man endured the pain in his body and looked at Wu Zhi as he said.
"Hmm?" A cold light flashed in Wu Zhi's eyes as he raised his leg and kicked the Khitan's stomach.
The huge pain in his body instantly made the Khitan's face turn pale.
"Are you convinced?" Wu Zhi looked at the Khitans and asked again.
" I…" The Khitan wanted to spit again, but before he could say it, Wu Zhi suddenly lifted his leg and kicked the Khitan's stomach again. The powerful pain immediately made the Khitans swallow the words that they had yet to say.
This time, Wu Zhi knew that the Khitans would not easily submit, so he did not expect the Khitans to answer.
"Are you convinced?" Wu Zhi looked at the Khitan and asked again. Now that he had beaten him so many times, the pride of this Khitan should have been worn down.
"I…I…I'm convinced." The Khitan man looked at Wu Zhi with a pained expression and said with trembling lips. To him, Wu Zhi was as terrifying as the devil. If he still did not submit, he did not know how he would be tortured.
"Tell me, are we Song people trash?”Wu Zhi asked with satisfaction.
"No!" The Khitans hurriedly shook their heads.
"Then who is the trash?"
"I am, I am, I am trash.”The Khitan man hurriedly said aggrievedly, a sense of humiliation rising from the depths of his heart.
The Song people, whom they had always looked down on, had not only defeated him, but had also beaten him so badly that he had no chance to resist.
"Phew!" At this moment, the little loli Zhao Fujin, Zhao Huan, and the other princes let out a deep breath.
The arrogant Khitans had finally submitted to Wu Zhi and the Song people. They were no longer useless.
On Christmas Eve, Little Dirty wished everyone peace and happiness.
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