The special master of the beautiful president

Chapter 532 Receiving the knife with bare hands, a bunker!
"Eldest brother, just one person, you called all the Eight Great Vajras of our generation, isn't it a bit of a fuss?" A Flying Daomen disciple asked strangely.

There are eight disciples of the first generation of Feidaomen, with outstanding strength and extensive influence in society, which is also the reason why Feidaomen has become a teacher for many martial arts enthusiasts.

Therefore, these eight people have a resounding reputation outside - the Eight Great King Kongs!
The Eight King Kongs of the Flying Knife Gate!
Just now the generation of disciples was watching TV and chatting in the lounge. Unexpectedly, senior brother Wei Jun ran in angrily, saying that someone had broken in and asked them to help.

"Brother, you have always looked down on people outside, why is there such a big fight today?"

"That's right, hahaha, if a person dares to break into our Flying Knife Gate, is that person mentally ill?"

"It's a mental illness, just throw it out, hehe, do you want our Eighth King Kong to come out?"

"Okay, since the senior brother has called us out, let's go and have a look. I'm curious, who dared to come here after eating the guts of a leopard. Isn't this courting death?"

Except for Wei Jun, the Eight Great King Kongs followed Wei Jun to the courtyard, talking and laughing.

They heard Qin Tian's roar from afar.

Wei Jun was taken aback.

The other seven people didn't take it seriously, and one laughed and said: "Hehe, the one who came here must be a strong man, the roar is so loud, it's interesting."

"He's full of energy, will we beat him until he can't breathe?"

"It's nothing if you can't get angry, I beat a guy who doesn't have a face all the shit out once, isn't that awesome?"

"Hahaha...then I'll leave this person to you this time, and I'd like to see how you beat his shit out to open our eyes."

"Hahaha……"

Several people laughed, but Wei Jun looked serious and reminded: "Don't underestimate the enemy, this person is a bit powerful."

"Eldest brother, this is our territory, you are too ambitious for others to destroy your prestige..."

A few people walked over easily, when they saw the mess in the yard, especially the appearance of the second-generation disciples lying on the ground and howling.

Those seven disciples of the first generation who were originally calm, now had completely shocked expressions on their faces.

In the courtyard, beside the flower bed, Qin Tian stood in the middle, surrounded by 21 second-generation disciples, all of them in a state of distress, with bruised noses and swollen faces, ashamed and disheveled!

In addition, Wang Yong and Xie Long moaned on the ground with bloodless faces!
"This……"

"hiss……"

"21 second-generation disciples, how could..."

"Eldest brother, are these all written by this person?"

The seven first-generation disciples were dumbfounded, and they breathed nervously. Then, all eyes turned to Qin Tian, ​​this young man who looked like a beast at this time!
When you are young!
Even younger than most of them!
However, how could such a young person be able to single out the 21 second-generation disciples of Feidaomen with ease?

"So, I tell you not to underestimate the enemy."

Seeing that the faces of the seven juniors finally became serious, Wei Jun said lightly, "I think this guy came at our Flying Daomen today and injured all our second-generation disciples. We have to avenge this revenge. Pass it on." Go out, Feidaomen loses all face!"

"Not bad! Flying Daomen's face, I can't let such a guy humiliate Feidaomen!"

A proud and arrogant disciple of the first generation was gearing up, thinking that this was a time to show off his style in front of his brothers, so he took a step forward and said to himself: "Everyone is optimistic, I will go to him for a one-on-one fight, and I will definitely beat him!" Throw it out like a panda!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, Wei Jun took a step across and immediately stopped him: "You are not his opponent, none of us can beat him single-handedly, unless masters, uncles and others come, we... ...Let's go together, and throw him out before alarming the uncles!"

"Eldest brother, just because you can't beat him doesn't mean that I, Diaobao, can't beat him. Heh heh, look good. I've made great progress in my knife throwing skills recently. I'll go meet him!"

"Diao Bao!"

Wei Jun wanted to stop Diao Bao, but Diao Bao, the fourth child of the Flying Dao Sect, completely ignored Wei Jun's dissuasion and rushed out.

Among the disciples of the first generation of Flying Daomen, Wei Jun is recognized as the number one master by everyone, but Diao Bao has grown rapidly in the past two years, and has already become a figure second only to Wei Jun in strength among the first generation of disciples.

Many people even think that Diao Bao's strength has pushed Wei Jun to a higher level, so Diao Bao is often defiant on weekdays, relying on his uncle as the coach of the Flying Daomen, he is even more unscrupulous, and has long wanted to replace Wei Jun This number one ambition.

But this time, Diao Bao just saw the opportunity!
"Where did the wild dog come from, dare to break into the flying knife gate, looking for death!"

Diao Bao rushed forward, not talking nonsense, with a loud roar, the whole body flew towards Qin Tian.

"Hey! If you want to show off, you don't have to do it at this time..."

Seeing that Diao Bao didn't use the throwing knife he was good at but wanted to challenge Qin Tian with his bare hands, Wei Jun shook his head helplessly.

Bang!
When Wei Jun turned around helplessly, he heard a muffled sound as expected.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, Diao Bao, who was excitedly rushing towards Qin Tian as if he had been injected with chicken blood a second ago, was bounced back like hitting a spring in the next second!

Bang!

With a punch, Qin Tian directly "sent" Diao Bao into the flower bed.

Diao Bao got up in a mess, his face was covered in dirt, he was as embarrassed as he could be.

Especially when he saw the mocking faces of the brothers among the first generation of disciples, he was furious and took out the throwing knife directly.

"I killed you!"

Diao Bao, who has always been very concerned about face, has a throwing knife in his hand, so he shoots directly!
shhhhh!

The two flying knives flew straight towards Qin Tian. At the same time, Diao Bao jumped up from the flower bed, taking the opportunity to approach Qin Tian!

Whoosh!

However, just as Diao Bao was about to launch a sneak attack while Qin Tian was dodging his throwing knife, he was dumbfounded by the next scene!

I saw Qin Tian standing where he was, not moving at all.

When the two flying knives flew over, Qin Tian put both hands together, unexpectedly holding the hilt of the flying knives with his bare hands!
Unbiased, Qin Tian held the handle of the knife with both palms, and was not injured!

hiss!
Everyone in the audience gasped when they saw this scene, staring at their pockets!
Such a fast flying knife, this guy actually caught it with his hands?

My God, what kind of monster is this? !
What kind of metamorphosis is this! ?

Everyone was dumbfounded, and the faces of the eight first-generation disciples froze immediately!

(End of this chapter)