The Most Powerful Young Man
Chapter 322: Kill yourself
Ghost step fist, squinting in random flowers.
This is a boxing technique created by the white face scholar, but the core is not in the boxing technique, but in the footwork.
As it is now, Xiao Yao can hardly capture the figure of the white-faced scholar. All this is irregular, fast and slow, unpredictable.
The speed of the white face scholar is not very fast, at least in Xiao Yao's opinion, not so fast. However, it was still difficult to capture his figure. This sounded a little difficult to understand, but the actual situation was like this, especially under such circumstances, it gave Xiao Yao a very strange feeling.
"Boom!" With a punch out, Xiao Yao quickly took a step back, but the scholar Bai Lian seemed to have expected Xiao Yao to choose this way of dodge, so when Xiao Yao stepped back, Bai The Facebook student was already forced to come up, and his fist still slammed into Xiao Yao's chest.
The force of this punch was very domineering, even if Xiao Yao was ready, the force of this punch still sent him flying.
With a successful move, the white-faced scholar's face was full of complacency. He looked down at Xiao Yao who was lying on the ground with a smile, and the tone of his speech was mixed with a deep mockery of Xiao Yao.
"Boy, it seems that you are still too young," said the white-faced scholar.
Xiao Yao glanced at the scholar with white face and slowly got up.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled and nodded: "If you say anything else, then I have to admit it. I am indeed too young, so I can live better than you. Longer."
The white-faced scholar sneered and asked, "Who told you that the young person will live a long time? Maybe today is your death date." The white-faced scholar did not hide his murderous aura at all, he just wanted Killing Xiao Yao, he believed that Xiao Yao was also very clear in his heart.
Xiao Yao had previously said to the scholar that he would kill him. The scholar knew that this was definitely not a joke. If the final winner was Xiao Yao, he would be the one who died.
Today, between the two of them, only one person can walk down from Xianren Mountain.
Either Xiao Yao died or he died. It seems impossible that there is a second possibility. They all have reasons to kill each other. Under such circumstances, they must not be merciful.
Killing Xiao Yao, this is the next task of the White Face Scholar. This was originally his task, so Xiao Yao must die, otherwise, his task would be a failure, and his consequences would be very ugly. So, no matter what, he must kill Xiao Yao, which seems that he can't change it.
And Xiao Yao obviously knew this too. He knew that if he let him go because of a moment of kindness, he would face more troubles next. Since Bai Lianshu was alive, he would not give up the task of killing him. So what reason does Xiao Yao have to leave the other's life behind?
Therefore, the white face book must die. It's just that the current situation is obviously detrimental to Xiao Yao. I don't know what weird trick the white-faced student developed. There must be a pattern in this footwork, but the most critical problem now is that Xiao Yao can't find the pattern in it.
When thinking about this, the white-faced scholar once again launched an offensive against Xiao Yao.
His body rushed to Xiao Yao's in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, he smashed Xiao Yao's head with a punch, and there was no trace of it.
Xiao Yao evaded him and was hit by this punch on his shoulder, and his body flew out again.
"You are not my opponent, if I have a knife in my hand, you are already dead." The white face scholar said.
Xiao Yao lay on the ground, looking at the dazzling sun, and smiled slightly: "But you don't have a knife."
"I don't have a knife in my hand, but I have a knife in my heart." The white-faced scholar thought he said a very complicated and philosophical sentence.
Xiao Yao stood up, opened his mouth, and pointed to the white face scholar's nose: "You are bragging again."
The white face book student looked at Xiao Yao with very strange eyes. He really couldn't figure it out. Isn't this kid really afraid of death? Does he know how dead words are written? Anyway, the white-faced scholar felt that if he were Xiao Yao, he would definitely not provoke him at this time, which would not do him any good at all.
"If you can't kill me next, then you will be the last loser." Xiao Yao said, "I found the flaw, but I haven't determined it yet."
The Bai Lian Shusheng's face changed a little, and then he looked at Xiao Yao with a mocking look.
"Do you think that I will believe you when you say that? Do you think you can ruin my mood with a casual sentence?" The white face scholar said, "This is impossible. You can't use these words at all. When it stimulates me, I will not be afraid, let alone fear."
"If you are really not afraid, not afraid, why do you still talk so much chirpingly? You don't tell me these things, you tell them to yourself." Xiao Yao smiled." Simply put, you are actually comforting yourself in disguise."
"No." The white face scholar shook his head.
"Yes." Xiao Yao seemed to like being more real.
"You're looking for death!" Bai Lian Shusheng's eyes were gloomy, and he drank, his body like a light goose, swooping towards Xiao Yao.
Xiao Yao frowned.
He forced his eyes, and then slowly opened them. He looked at the white-faced scholar who leaped towards him. There was no fear on his face, but a smile appeared. Even though he hadn’t fought again, he had mastered it. The initiative is general.
Such a smile made the white-faced scholar's heart tremble a little.
In his mind, he recalled the words Xiao Yao said earlier.
Could it be that this kid has really found a flaw?
He shook his head severely and expelled such thoughts from his head. He felt that Xiao Yao must be lying to himself. Even he himself has not found a way to crack it, otherwise, there would be no way. The determination to win, is Xiao Yao a god? I don't even know, why does he have such confidence?
Therefore, the white-faced scholar thinks Xiao Yao is farting when he speaks.
However, when he rushed to Xiao Yao, suddenly, a burst of crisis stimulated his brain nerves.
Behind him, a leaf of leaves rose in the air and aimed at him.
"Swish swish!"
Pieces of leaves, turned into feathers of arrows, flew towards his body.
"Picking leaves and flying flowers!" The white-faced scholar's heart was almost broken. This is obviously his move. Why is Xiao Yao able to move freely now?
He swiftly turned his body, avoiding the leaves, and then mobilized the energy in his body to shake all the leaves away.
This is already giving Xiao Yao a chance, and it still gives a big chance.
With a palm, the wind bursts into the palm, like thunder!
When the white-faced scholar turned his face, that palm had already slashed towards his face door. His pupils were staring at Xiao Yao's palm. The pupils suddenly moved quickly, and the fear in his eyes was enough to make The outsider was frightened when he saw it.
It seems that the white-faced scholar has seen the scariest thing in the world.
"shock……"
The white face scholar only uttered this word, and in such a time, he could only utter this word.
That palm had already been slapped on his face, and it had completely slapped him out.
A startled glance, as indifferently as water.
He raised his wrist and slapped a palm. It seemed calm, but it was murderous. This palm seemed to come from the sky. After killing his life, he went into the ground without leaving any traces.
Bai Lian Shusheng hadn't spoken yet, but he only said the three words Jingleizhang.
He would never have a chance to say the remaining two words. His body slowly fell to the ground, splashed with a cloud of dust, which is why Xiao He was defeated. At the beginning, with his picking leaves and flying flowers, the white-faced scholar became famous in the Neijianghu. The whole Neijianghu is unknown to everyone.
But today, his ghost step fist was disrupted by Picking Ye Feihua, and Xiao Yao took the opportunity to carry the thunder palm and slapped him to death.
He was really wronged.
If it wasn't for his own rhythm to be interrupted by Ye Feihua, even if Xiao Yao learned the Thunder Palm, he might not be able to shoot him. Therefore, this time the white-faced scholar was dead in his own hands. After he researched the martial arts of ghost step fist, he was delighted in his heart, because he felt that this kind of fist was perfect, and the perfect combination of footwork and fist was impeccable.
But now, he found out that he was wrong, and the most direct way was to pick the leaves and flowers of his own.
If the white-faced scholar could breathe, he might not know whether he should cry or laugh. It seems that no matter what kind of expression is shown, it is very inappropriate.
Xiao Yao looked at the unwilling white-faced scholar, and sighed slightly.
Everything is between calcium carbide and sparks. Xiao Yao had thoughts like that before, but he was not sure if he guessed right or not. However, the final result did not disappoint Xiao Yao, although he was forced to carry it out with helplessness. After picking Ye Feihua, in the end, Xiao Yao was successful. He successfully disrupted the rhythm of the opponent's ghost step fist, and then seized the slightest opportunity to lift the thunder palm and slap to death. A white face scholar.
"I told you earlier that if you still can't kill me, then it seems that the man may be you." Xiao Yao knew that the white-faced scholar could not hear what he was saying now, but he still felt like he Some words should be given to the white face scholar, "You just don't believe me. If you are willing to believe me, slow down, and continue to maintain a high degree of vigilance, then you may not die."
A cold wind blew, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, stimulating every cell in Xiao Yao's body.
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