The thin man collapsed to the ground, his mask tilted, revealing half of his bloodless face.

He opened his mouth wide and tried to breathe.

However, with every breath, more blood would come out of his mouth.

The blood was mixed with some pieces of internal organs, and half of the skinny man's body was soaked in the blink of an eye.

On his chest, there was a fist mark several inches deep and with clear outlines, as if it was carved out of a mold and embedded into his body.

"Chuck... cluck... cluck..."

The thin man made a strange sound in his throat, his bloodshot eyes stared at Xi Muwei, his lips opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end, he didn't say anything.

After struggling for about seven or eight seconds, the thin man tilted his head and died.

Until death came, the thin man's eyes were still wide open. They were so big that he refused to close them no matter what. He truly refused to open his eyes until death.

An indescribable fanatical atmosphere flows in the Ruyimen Sobu Hall.

Using a seriously injured body to kill a top-level expert in the same realm head-on, Xi Muwei's achievements were both astonishing and shocking.

"The master is mighty!"

"The leader is mighty!"

After a brief silence, the students gathered here shouted in unison, and the huge sound wave almost broke the ceiling.

It was as if they had been given a shot in the arm, and their low morale was quickly revived.

The coaches looked at Xi Mu with amazement.

Wei, the admiration cannot be concealed at all.

"The owner of the museum is so powerful!"

"I'm afraid the owner is only one layer of window paper away from Dan Jin, right?"

"No wonder the elders of the ancestral court want to choose the master of the hall to be the leader. I understand a little bit now."

"Hmph, our museum owner is extremely talented and brilliant, how can he be compared to ordinary warriors! That guy wearing the monkey mask thinks he can get a bargain, it's the most ridiculous thing in the world!"

"You deserve it, a good death!"

Everyone was talking and whispering.

Mask customers feel even heavier pressure.

To be honest, Xi Muwei's performance far exceeded their expectations.

Who would have thought that a mere prostitute could be so strong?

Xi Muwei is not among the top ten young geniuses in the Yanhuang martial arts world, but the actual combat power she has shown can at least hold down Lin Wan.

Lin Wan ranked fifth among the top ten young geniuses, second only to Ning Zheng, Wang Mu, Zhao Chenglong and Ling Feiyu who died at the hands of Lin Zhong.

"It won't capsize in the gutter, will it?"

A warrior wearing a pig head mask muttered to himself.

His voice was neither too loud nor too quiet, just enough to be heard by the warrior wearing an elk mask next to him.

"Don't worry, it can't be turned over."

The warrior wearing the elk mask said lightly and then stepped forward.

In an instant, all eyes in the martial arts hall fell on this person.

"Master Xi has great skills, I admire him."

Different from the tall figure and thin man who appeared before

, this warrior wearing an elk mask has a tall body, elegant temperament, and a polite attitude.

Xi Muwei remained silent and stood there, her chest rising and falling, staring coldly at the deer-faced warrior, her beautiful eyes still showing murderous intent.

The murmurs of discussion gradually disappeared.

"I have heard in the past that the Wanxiang Senluo Heart Sutra has the ability to capture the inner breath of others for one's own use. When I see it today, it is indeed well-deserved."

The deer-faced warrior stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Master Xi has practiced the Wanxiang Senluo Heart Sutra to the level of proficiency. Our companion's death was not unjust."

Xi Muwei still said nothing.

The energy and blood exuded by this deer-faced warrior was particularly powerful, surpassing that of the thin man in front and the tall figure who struck first.

There is no doubt that he is the leader.

"What, do you want to avenge your companions?"

Ye Xiaomei, who was standing with the coaches, suddenly spoke.

"Revenge? Of course not."

The deer-faced warrior turned his gaze and glanced at Ye Xiaomei's charming face. He let out two inexplicable low laughs behind the mask: "Since we are here to compete in the gym, we have already prepared for death."

Ye Xiaomei couldn't help curling her lips when she heard this.

I believe you, you big-headed ghost.

If you are really prepared to die, why do your companions still die in silence?

"Stop lying to yourself."

She crossed her arms around her chest, a certain plump part became more and more prominent, and she sneered at the corner of her mouth: "Before you come to play in the gym,

, I’m afraid I didn’t expect to hit the iron plate, right?”

The deer-faced warrior immediately fell silent.

"Okay, I admit it."

Just when everyone thought he would continue to be tough, the deer-faced warrior spread his hands and said, "Your tenacity is indeed unexpected and surprised us."

At this point, he paused slightly and his voice became cold: "But if you think this can change the overall situation, you are too naive."

Along with the cold words, wisps of white mist rose from all parts of the deer-faced warrior's body.

His momentum began to skyrocket!

"Crack!"

The next moment, with the sound of bones exploding like exploding beans, the deer-faced warrior's well-proportioned and slender body suddenly expanded and tallered.

In just a few breaths, the deer-faced warrior turned into a two-meter-tall, strong and burly little giant, with strong muscles that almost burst his training uniform.

"call!"

Two streams of white air were ejected from the nostrils of the deer-faced warrior, as straight as a sword, and shot three feet away before slowly dissipating.

"I don't want to play with you anymore."

After his body shape changed, his voice also changed. It was as dull as thunder, shaking everyone's eardrums: "Next, I'm going to take off your sign. If you can, stop me."

Before he could finish his words, the deer-faced martial artist had already risen into the air, and like a silhouette of a giant, he flew towards the gold-plated plaque of the "Ruyi Gate" hanging high in front of the martial arts hall.

For a martial arts gym, the signboard is equivalent to

Reputation, and reputation is equivalent to dignity.

If the deer-faced martial artist is allowed to take off his trademark, then from now on, the Ruyi Sect will be doomed to be discredited, and it will never be able to raise its head in the martial arts world again.

Compared with Lin Zhong's forced entry into the ancestral court that day, the nature of today's incident is actually worse.

Because Lin Zhong is the leader of the Yanhuang Martial Alliance and the youngest martial arts grandmaster. He can compete with Gangjin Martial Saint Chen Hanzhou as a super strong man, so it is not embarrassing to lose to him.

And what about these masked kickers?

Who knows who they are and where they come from.

If these unknown guys succeed in kicking the club out and spread it to the outside world, Ruyimen will definitely become a laughing stock, and the negative impact will be immeasurable.

"Isn't Ruyi Sect a hidden sect? Isn't it too weak?"

"If you can't even keep your own brand name, what qualifications do you have to accept an apprentice?"

"Just be a vase and don't have any wishful thinking about regaining your reputation..."

The above remarks will definitely be known to everyone by then.

Therefore, as soon as the deer-faced warrior moved, Xi Muwei and Lin Wan took action at the same time.

The two women, one on the left and one on the right, formed a pincer attack, standing in front of the deer-faced warrior to prevent him from approaching the sign.

However, the deer-faced warrior did not go to the gym alone, he also had six accomplices.

"Your opponent is us!"
Chapter completed!