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Chapter 93: One Punch

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    "Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill your wish"

    The man in Room No. 1 grinned grinningly, raised one hand up, and greeted the heavy fist.

    The temperature in the room rose suddenly, and even a fiery air wave erupted.

    Boom!

    The two people's fists and palms met, and the sound was like thunder.

    In Room No. 2, the handsome young man dressed as a scholar let out another faint sigh.

    He looked down at the small scorched black mark on the gown on his chest, and a painful expression flashed across his face.

    The affected part is still burning and painful until now, and the movement of internal energy has been greatly hindered.

    When he came over before, he was also attacked by the warriors in Room No. 1. With the exquisite sword style he had learned, he even counterattacked two swords after blocking the opponent's three swords in a row.

    Then, the young man with the appearance of a scholar recalled the palm that was almost beyond imagination and irresistible when the heat wave emptied out, and he suddenly felt a little powerless in his heart.

    That slap, even if his master faced it himself, he might only end up with that person in the end of mutual damage.

    Now, that No. 4 who doesn't know whether he's alive or not is going to turn around and find trouble for No. 1.

    Pity

    Click!

    One arm suddenly bent back at a terrifying angle.

    The white bones broke through the limitation of flesh and blood, and jumped out halfway cheerfully to breathe.

    The gurgling blood gushed out from the broken arm and flowed down quickly, dyeing the ground a bright red.

    Click!

    There was another crisp sound.

    The well-carved wooden armchair was torn apart, and a person sat down with a thump, and collapsed on the ground motionless.

    "You, you are not afraid of the fire poison in my palm!"

    After a while, No. 1 raised his bloody face and stared at the man standing silently in front of him.

    Gu Juan looked down at him, his benevolent eyes seemed to be caring for an idiot who didn't know how to live or die.

    Fortunately, he raised his vigilance at the beginning, thinking that this guy would have some weird and powerful means, but he didn't expect such a speechless result in the end.

    He even used blazing true energy as the final killer move, but he can breathe fire himself, and he can even turn himself into a fire man. This so-called bottom-box killer is probably a joke.

    Not only did he not suffer any damage or concussion in this duel, on the contrary, he also felt warm, warm, and very refreshing.

    The mood seems to have become more peaceful.

    Even the hot flow of Lie Yan Zhang in the dantian was a little cheery.

    I really want to be slapped twice by him again!

    Gu Juan looked at the young man on the ground with a smile, and subconsciously expressed what was in his heart.

    "It's very comfortable, I really hope to be slapped twice by you again!"

    In Room No. 1, a few indifferent young people who were still high above the ground before breathing were full of horror. Their intact arms supported their bodies, and their legs kicked desperately, trying to stay away from the "demon" who had been smiling gently in the room.  ".

    In Room No. 2, the handsome young man heard the crackling sound of thunder outside, and couldn't help but feel some burning pain in his chest.

    But only a moment later, he pricked up his ears and his mouth grew wide, as if something impossible was happening in reality.

    "It's very comfortable, I really hope to be slapped twice by you again!"

    "No, don't come here! Don't!"

    The handsome young man froze for a moment, a scene that made the scalp tingle, no, the whole body tingle suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

    At this moment, there was a dead silence in Room No. 3, as if the people inside were already dead, and even the corpses had been completely cooled down, so it was impossible for there to be any more movement.

    Dangdangdang

    There was a knock on the door of the room.

    The handsome young man jumped up as if his ass had been pricked by a needle, and retreated into the corner of the room, shaking violently all over his body.

    He has drawn out his long sword, not for resistance, but for splitting the damn wall, creating a hole and escaping as soon as possible.

    What Baihua fairy, what gods and couples, have become insignificant at this moment, he must escape from that pervert, otherwise what awaits him in the future will be a dark and miserable life.

    Such a monster, he onceWhen traveling with Master, I met one by chance. Those men and women who were imprisoned by demons could no longer be called normal people.

    It is not an exaggeration to describe them as walking corpses!

    Click!

    The ordinary wooden door bolt was broken by a palm.

    Gu Juan pushed open the wooden door of Room 2, and at a glance, he saw a man with disheveled hair and a frightened face, huddled in a corner, desperately hacking at the wall with a long sword, and had already dug a small hole.  .

    Seeing that the door was pushed open, the young man suddenly let out a scream, and was about to burrow into the hole that could not accommodate him at all.

    Gu Juan was taken aback for a moment, then closed the door and turned to leave.

    I'm afraid the person inside is not a fool. Just such a mentally insane guy can still be ranked ahead of him, occupying the second place in the list?

    What are the visions of these women in Baihua Pavilion?

    Click!

    He opened Room No. 3 directly.

    The boy in blue inside was pale, and closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate.

    "Don't put on a dead face to me, hurry up and come out and help me clean up the room."

    Under Gu Juan's command, the teenagers in Room No. 3 had to play the role of coolies, replacing the broken chairs, and tidying up the messy room swiftly.

    Not long after, in Room No. 1, Gu Juan sat on the newly moved armchair, and couldn't wait to open a cheat book he had just acquired.

    "Red Flame Art?"

    After a while, he frowned slightly, looked away from the volume, and sighed secretly.

    This set of cultivation methods has a more fancy name than his Lie Yan Palm, so it is interesting to think about it carefully.

    But that's all.

    Perhaps after he used the few remaining experience points to upgrade it, he could make the hot flow of the flame palm devour more cheerfully?

    However, Gu Juan once again set his eyes on the volume, closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

    The quality of this exercise, compared to other secret books in his hands, is already beyond the limit.

    Recalling the friendly conversation with that pretentious young man just now, he quickly confirmed his judgment.

    The practice method called "Red Flame Jue" is to pretend to force the young man to change it on the basis of one of the master's exercises.

    A year and a half ago, this person accidentally ate a red fruit by accident. After half a day of suffering, he was surprised to find that his superficial inner breath had changed greatly.

    Not only is it more than ten times thicker than before in half a day, but it also has more scorching and fiery characteristics.

    Later, it was a very boring story of a bloody person who emerged in the teacher's school, but later because of a woman, he was suppressed by a certain second generation of the teacher's school, escaped after being framed, and then returned to the teacher's school again.

    A small Jianghu sect naturally couldn't resist this person's full attack under hatred. After a bloody battle, fourteen high-ranking sects including the second-generation elders all died under his hands.

    After his revenge was avenged, he suddenly became disheartened, so he left his teacher's school and the woman who made him sad, and began to wander around the world.

    It wasn't until he met Gu Pan here that he ended his almost undefeated fighting career since eating the red fruit by mistake.

    Although I don't know what the original appearance of this "Red Flame Jue" is, but just because the sect that holds it has been unknown, it can be concluded that it is not a high-level martial art.

    And this person can modify it all the way to the current level, in Gu Juan's opinion, he can be called a genius.

    However, after only a moment, he overturned his judgment again.

    A martial artist who has been injured, disabled, or even destroyed his foundation can no longer bear the title of genius.

    As the saying goes, if virtue does not match, one will suffer disaster.

    Didn't see that until the man was carried out and thrown outside, didn't Gu Juan even know his name?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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