Xuan Neng Bao Jian

Chapter 268 Rules
"madness!"

Seeing Wang Biao's punch, Jin Xingshan sneered coldly, he turned around, easily dodged, and took advantage of the momentum of the waist, and someone hit Wang Biao's back fiercely like a long whip on the back of his whip.

"Pfft!" Wang Biao spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew out in an instant. He fell heavily on the ground and was exhausted.

"Too weak!" Jin Xingshan didn't even look at Wang Biao, his eyes swept across the crowd indifferently.

"Vice President!" Several students from the Wushu Association rushed over to support Wang Biao.

Seeing Wang Biao's appearance, Pu Zhengyi frowned slightly, but did not speak after all.

"You guys are too much, it's just a martial arts competition, how can you hit such a heavy hand!"

"That's right! Park Zhengyi, do you have any face? When you competed with the president, the president didn't hold back from you. We are all classmates, how can you be so ruthless!"

"Hmph, Park Zhengyi, you dare to come to our Wushu Association to be arrogant while the president is away!"

"Competition? Hehe, you are also worthy!" Jin Xingshan's mouth was lightly raised, and his eyes were full of disdain.

"That's right, hurry up and get out, this place belongs to our Taekwondo Association from today, don't force me to do it!"

Pu Zhengyi's face was slightly ugly, and he pulled his neck and roared.

"I don't accept it!" Xiao Li reached out to take off his glasses, slammed them on the ground, and rushed towards Jin Xingshan in a menacing manner.

"Ah...ha!" When he ran two meters away from Jinxing Mountain, Xiao Li suddenly stopped and shouted loudly. He bent his legs and formed a two-character sheep-horse posture.

That loud shout startled the cold-faced Jin Xingshan.

"Ah!" Xiao Li immediately put on airs, and raised his bridge hand: "Wing Chun, Lee Bruce!"

Jin Xingshan stared at Xiao Li as if he were a fool, and held back his smile with difficulty.

"Ha!" Xiao Li didn't say much, and threw a cross punch towards Jin Xingshan's face.

Jin Xingshan shook his head boredly, and with a wave of his hand, he pushed his fist away, and slapped him across the face with a "slap".

"Trash, get out!"

He snorted coldly, raised his leg and kicked Xiao Li's lower abdomen, and Xiao Li flew upside down in an instant.

"Damn it, I don't accept it!" Xiao Li slammed his fists to the ground fiercely, and charged forward tremblingly again with his teeth pressed down.

"Cut, I don't know what it means!" Jin Xingshan sneered, the opponent's speed and strength were not at the same level as his, and fighting this kind of rubbish would not arouse any interest at all.

"Huhu!" Xiao Li's Wing Chun bridge player was playing decently, but he couldn't even touch the corner of his opponent's clothes.

Jin Xingshan casually raised his leg and kicked Xiao Li in the chest, and Xiao Li flew out again.

"Xiao Li, don't go up, we are not his opponent!"

Seeing Xiao Li staring at Jin Xingshan with red eyes, looking like he was going to charge upwards, several students from the Wushu Association hurriedly stopped him.

"Overestimate your strength, hurry up and get out! Don't stay here and embarrass yourself!"

Park Zhengyi scolded coldly, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Let me go!" Xiao Li pushed his classmates away, staring at Jin Xingshan with fighting spirit in his eyes and shouted: "The president is not here, this place will be guarded by us!"

"Martial arts is not a skill, but an attitude!"

"Ah...!" He scratched his neck and roared, and rushed forward again with his fists clenched.

"Looking for death!" Seeing that this guy is as troublesome as brown sugar, Jin Xingshan has long been extremely bored.

A venomous look flashed in the corner of his eyes, he clasped Xiao Li's arm lightly with his left hand, and slammed down with his right hand like a dagger.

There was a crisp sound of "click", and the bones broke.

"Ah!" Xiao Li's face twisted in pain, and he screamed.

"Thinking to snatch our place in the Wushu Association, dreaming!" He opened his mouth, "Pfft!" A mouthful of blood sprayed towards Jin Xingshan's head and face.

Faced with this unexpected spray, even at the speed of Jin Xingshan, he couldn't respond. He raised his right hand to protect his eyes, but after all, he was still half a minute behind, and his face flushed instantly after being sprayed.

Seeing that the white Taoist uniform on his body was sprayed beyond recognition, Jin Xingshan's face instantly turned purple.

"You're looking for death!" He growled coldly, grabbed Xiao Li's throat with his left hand, clenched his fist tightly and turned his middle finger outward, and smashed it towards the back of Xiao Li's neck and spine.

"Don't!" Seeing Jin Xingshan's movement, Pu Zhengyi's face changed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to stop it.

The human spine is connected to the whole body, and it is the most vulnerable place.

If his punch hits hard, I'm afraid Xiao Li will be paralyzed in an instant, and will have to spend the rest of his life in a hospital bed.

With a crisp "pa", the fist stopped three inches from Xiao Li's back.

I saw a big white hand firmly clasped on Jin Xingshan's wrist like iron tongs, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break it.

"Huh?" Jin Xingshan frowned and looked at the man in front of him with a cold face.

"It's you!" Pu Zhengyi instantly recognized Wang Xiaohu.

"Brother, it's a bit ruthless to start, we are all classmates, so there is no need to do this!"

Wang Xiaohu ignored Pu Zhengyi, squinting at Jin Xingshan with a slightly cold face.

"I don't need you to hand in what I do!"

Jin Xingshan snorted coldly, his right arm trembled and wanted to shake off Wang Xiaohu's wrist, but unfortunately Wang Xiaohu's strength seemed far beyond his imagination.

"You...let me go!"

Jin Xingshan shook it several times in a row, and his expression became extremely ugly in an instant.

"Huaxia... can't tolerate you being a foreigner!" Wang Xiaohu snorted coldly, and the veins on his right arm bulged.

"Ha!" He roared, using all his strength to lift the cauldron, and with a strong tug of his arm, Jin Xingshan lost his center of gravity in an instant, and was helplessly pulled in front of him like a kite by Wang Xiaohu.

"Impossible, you...!" Jin Xingshan's complexion changed drastically, and he stared at Wang Xiaohu in amazement. Before he could say a word, he felt dizzy in an instant.

Wang Xiaohu actually pulled his arm and swung it over his head, like pulling a sandbag, and hit the ground heavily.

With a loud "bang", a large pit was shaken out of the ground, and dust and sand flew up in an instant.

"Hiss! When did this kid become so strong?"

Pu Zhengyi gasped, and looked at Wang Xiaohu in surprise.

"It's so fierce!" The students from the Taekwondo Association behind them also involuntarily took two steps back, with a slightly fearful expression on their faces.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Jin Xingshan held his chest and sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood. His clothes were ragged, his hair was stained with dust, like a chicken coop, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

Raising his eyes to stare at Wang Xiaohu, Jin Xingshan's face turned livid.

"Since you don't understand our Chinese rules, I'll teach you what rules are!" Wang Xiaohu looked at Jin Xingshan coldly like a knife, and growled, "Get out!"

"Crack, creak!" Jin Xingshan knelt on the ground half-kneeling, his teeth creaking, his eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake.

"Bah!" He spat out a mouthful of blood foam coldly, and immediately raised his head and laughed like crazy.

"Hahahaha!" Jin Xingshan withdrew his smile, stared at Wang Xiaohu in an incomparably gloomy manner and growled word by word: "Boy, this is what you're looking for!"

After speaking, he took out a reagent from his waist and plunged it into his chest.

(End of this chapter)