Chapter 3 Showing Power
Zhou Qing glanced at him. He didn't know the other party and asked, "Why should I put down this martial art?"
"I have already taken this martial art before, but I haven't made up my mind to choose it. Now, I have decided to choose this fish shadow game, so I'll give it to me quickly!" The boy in yellow raised his head high and ordered.
"I gave it back to you? It seemed like it was yours!" Zhou Qing sneered and said, "I chose mine, I won't give it to you."
"Don't give it?" The boy in yellow looked cold and said in a cold voice: "Do you know the price of annoying me?"
"cost?"
Zhou Qing stared at the boy in yellow, and his voice became colder: "I really don't know what the price is, why don't you tell me?"
"Okay, you trash Zhou Qing, how dare you be arrogant in front of me."
The boy in yellow obviously recognized Zhou Qing, and his anger rose, shouted: "Baoshi, I'll say it again, return the fish shadow to me, and kneel down to apologize, otherwise I will break your legs!"
"Kneel down and apologize? Break my legs?"
A cold light flashed in Zhou Qing's eyes and said indifferently: "I want to see how you break my legs."
"court death!"
The boy in yellow shouted coldly. As soon as he finished speaking, the aura of the sixth level of Qi Wu Realm exploded wildly, urging his martial soul, and he was about to take action.
"presumptuous!"
At this moment, a cold shout came, and it rang in the ears of the boy in yellow like thunder, shaking the blood and blood in his body back to the current, and his martial soul was unstable.
"Wujian Pavilion is the important place, who gives you the courage to make trouble here?"
The old man guarding the pavilion came over, and with just a glance, the boy in yellow looked as if he was dead. He fell to the ground and kept begging for mercy.
"Elder, I'm sorry, I was wrong. It's all him, it's all this waste, rob me of the martial arts I chose." The boy in yellow was frightened and begged for mercy, and pointed his finger at Han Yang.
"hehe."
The elder of the guard pavilion sneered: "You can't think I'm a blind man, dare you to use tricks in front of me and swear to others?"
Obviously, although the old man was outside the Martial Arts Pavilion, everything that happened in the Martial Arts Pavilion was within his perception.
When the boy in yellow heard this, his face turned pale.
"Elder, I was wrong. Please spare my life, I will never dare to do it again!"
"Get out!"
The elder guarding the pavilion waved his sleeves, and an invisible force hit the boy in yellow, sweeping him out of the martial arts pavilion.
"You are not allowed to step into the Martial Arts Pavilion within one year!"
The boy in yellow was blasted out of the Martial Arts Pavilion, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and quickly got up from the ground, his eyes extremely resentful: "Zhou Qing, it's all you waste, I, Huang Kui, will not let you go."
"Thank you, Elder." Zhou Qing said respectfully.
The old man guarding the pavilion waved his hand lazily and said, "Martial Arts Pavilion is under my jurisdiction. Who dares to cause trouble here? I will naturally not let it go. Little guy, have you chosen it?"
Zhou Qing took out the "sword drawing technique" and "fish shadow swim" and said, "It has been chosen.
"Sword drawing!"
The old man guarding the pavilion cried out: "Little guy, this martial art of sword drawing is the first time someone has selected. You have to know that if someone else's sword has been released, you can draw the sword. It is difficult for you to be faster than the other party. If your speed is not fast enough, the ending is already destined. It can be said that this martial art is very strong to practice, but the requirements are too high. You must be extremely fast, faster than any opponent, so that you can kill with one blow."
"I understand." Zhou Qing knew that the other party was kind enough to remind him.
If the sword is not drawn fast enough, the sword drawing technique will not only fail to achieve the sword's blood, but will have a counterproductive effect and put yourself in danger.
"I am confident that I will practice the 'sword drawing technique' to the extreme." Zhou Qing said confidently.
"It's good that you have confidence, but if you are not sure, it's better not to use it randomly. This 'Fish Shadow Game' is a good body and martial arts." The old man at the cabinet didn't say much, and he had already mentioned all the points. Zhou Qing insisted on choosing 'Sword Drawing', and he could not object.
"This soft sword can usually be used as a belt, and it is useless to put it on me. You can use it for fun." The old man guarding the cabinet smiled and took off the soft sword around his waist and handed it to Zhou Qing.
"Thank you senior!"
Zhou Qing was overjoyed.
He was worried that there was no sword to practice "sword drawing" and now the old man in the palace gave him a soft sword, which just solved the urgent problem.
"Okay, go and practice well. Remember to send back two martial arts in a month. Don't let old man go to find you in person." The old man guarding the pavilion smiled and waved his hand.
Zhou Qing nodded.
If you use the sword drawing technique, if you are paired with a soft sword that can be hung around your waist, you will definitely be able to kill with one blow.
Nodding at the old man, Zhou Qing left immediately.
"I haven't seen such an interesting young man for a long time." The old man whispered, then returned to his lazy appearance.
Nowadays, young people are only concerned about practicing and improving their strength, becoming more and more impetuous, and have long forgotten their basic etiquette. Zhou Qing's neither arrogant nor impatient made him quite satisfied.
After leaving the Martial Arts Pavilion, Zhou Qing was stopped by Huang Kui without taking two steps.
"Bad, you finally came out. I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Huang Kui looked at Zhou Qing resentfully. If it were just him, he would not have been punished by the elders of the pavilion. He blamed Zhou Qing for all the reasons.
Zhou Qing frowned and said coldly: "What do you want?"
"What do I want?"
Huang Kui sneered and said, "Because of you, I was punished by the elders of the pavilion and I will not be allowed to enter the Martial Arts Pavilion for a year. What do you think I want?"
"Huh." Zhou Qing sneered and said, "That's your fault."
"Damn it, I'll ruin you!"
Zhou Qing completely angered Huang Kui, and his aura exploded instantly, activated his martial soul, and was smashed by Zhou Qing with one punch.
Zhou Qing is a famous sect waste. He is sixteen years old and is still at the fifth level of Qiwu Realm. Naturally, he is not worried that he is not Zhou Qing's opponent.
"A punch is enough to deal with you."
Zhou Qing raised his fist and then waved towards Huang Kui.
The air suddenly trembled, and a wave of mad power appeared on Zhou Qing's fist. The fist force sounded, and a wave pressed towards Huang Kui frantically.
Martial arts folding wave palm!
Huang Kui's expression changed because he felt how strong the oppressive power was, but it was too late to retreat at this moment.
When the two fists were touching each other, Huang Kui felt a fierce force hit him through his fists, one more and the other was stronger, and there was no end.
"Click!"
Huang Kui screamed with a broken arm, and his body flew out, slamming heavily on the ground, spewing out a large mouthful of blood, and unable to get up for a long time.
The eyes of the crowd around him frozen.
Huang Kui, who is at the sixth level of Qi Wu Realm, faces the outer sect waste Zhou Qing, he has no power to resist at all. He is bombarded with just one punch?
"How is it possible...How is it possible..." Huang Kui lay on the ground, his face as paper, his eyes were dull, and he could not accept this cruel thing.
"Is this still a waste from the outside door?"
Looking at Zhou Qing, everyone suddenly had an idea in their hearts. It would take at least 6,000 kilograms to be able to hit Huang Kui with one punch.
"waste!"
Zhou Qing glanced at Huang Kui, who looked as if he was dead, and left two words, strode away.
Chapter completed!