My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Uh... Because of his lack of height, although the little bear cub's side kick had been lifted hard above his head, it still failed to hit Ma Qianxiao, but landed between his legs with incomparable precision.

"Well..." Ma Qianxiao's old face froze, and the long sword fell to the ground with a clang. He covered his lower abdomen and arched his body like a shrimp, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

"Ah... hit!" The little bear cub tilted his body, flipped in the air in an extremely weird posture, and kicked Ma Qianxiao hard in the face with his other foot. The latter is hunched over like a shrimp, but its height is barely enough.

"Ouch..." Ma Qianxiao gasped and let out another shrill scream.

"Ah fight...ah fight...ah fight..." Immediately afterwards, the little bear cub was heard screaming strangely, and its short arms and legs fell on Ma Qianxiao like a storm.

Its movements are so weird, as if it is drunk, but it has a wonderful beauty and looks so coordinated.

Everyone around was dumbfounded: Could it be that it was using Drunken Fist, but was Drunken Fist really so powerful that it could beat a master of the ninth grade of Heavenly Saint to this level? Wuji Shengtian has many combat skills, and Drunken Fist is one of them, but usually only low-level saint masters can practice it. As their cultivation level gradually improves, saint masters will choose more sophisticated combat skills and holy methods to practice. In their impression, Drunken Master is not that powerful at all, right?

Gu Fenghua and Luo Enen also had dull faces. They had already noticed that the little bear cub was not using drunken fist, but the boxing technique they had practiced during their previous exchanges and sparring. I remember that at that time, the little bear cub followed them. They all followed the same example, but they had no choice. They would stumble with their left foot and fall with their right foot, or punch themselves in the face if they were not careful, making them laugh so hard that they fell forward and backward. But he didn't expect that as time passed, the little guy would rely on those boxing techniques to comprehend such a powerful "Drunken Boxing" on his own.

Looking at Ma Qianxiao, who had been beaten into a pig's head by the little bear cub and was staggering like a thin willow in the wind, Gu Fenghua and others couldn't help but secretly sigh: Sure enough, the panda knows Kung Fu, even the Heavenly Saint can't stop him!

Well, although they already know the true origin of the little bear cub iron-eating beast, from the romance book that Gu Fenghua and his brothers brought back from somewhere, they know its other name, and they like this name better. . It looks like a bear and a cat, which is more appropriate and cuter, right?

"Ah... hit!" Finally, with another side kick from the panda cub, Ma Qianxiao flew out with blood spurting from his nose.

Bang, Ma Qianxiao flew five feet away before hitting the ground heavily. He got up and wiped away the nosebleed, but he was no longer in a hurry to take action.

After this severe beating, he finally regained consciousness. He knew that his injuries were not yet healed, and his blood was still weak. He was no match for this iron-eating beast. More importantly, Gu Fenghua and the others had not taken action yet. , if he waited until they took action, he might not even have a chance to escape.

"For the sake of Yiyi Academy and Kuchan Sect, I'll let you go today. If I meet you next time, you won't be so lucky." Even though his face had been completely lost, Ma Qianxiao still kept his ears to the ground. Put some gold on your face. After saying this, he flew up and fled towards the distance.