Douluo's dragon fist

He Qi was originally a handyman in Zhu Zhuqing's family, and it has become a habit since he was a child to do rough and tiring work.

He regards this habit as a kind of practice.

Seeing that the boss insisted so much, Tang San, Wang Sheng and others couldn't say anything more.

This is the season of crisp autumn air.

At night, there is a cool breeze.

The area that Qishe was in charge of cleaning was in a relatively remote place to the east of the playground. At this time, some of the students had already fallen asleep, leaving He Qi almost alone on the playground.

As if he wasn't the only one.

He Qi immediately felt a very familiar breath, and then someone patted his shoulder.

"Zhuqing, why are you here?"

It was Zhu Zhuqing who came.

"Will you not allow me to come alone?"

Zhu Zhuqing looked at him with beautiful eyes, and said, "Let's sit over there for a while."

"it is good."

The night is getting darker and the moon and stars are scarce.

The stars are beautiful tonight.

The two sat on the edge of the flower pond, both a little embarrassed.

Zhu Zhuqing is not good at expressing, and he doesn't know what to say.

Suddenly, the arrival of several uninvited guests broke everything.

"Hmph, I knew that you were hiding here."

The three people who came were Chen Ying, Feng Chu and Ma Ning.

They knew that the work-study students were all on duty to help the college, so they came to see that they were indeed here.

Zhu Zhuqing stood up and looked at them hostilely.

"What? I didn't get enough beatings during the day, so you have to come again at night?" He Qi said coldly.

Feng Chu took a step forward: "Boy, you were lucky during the day, but now there are no people here, so I can't take advantage of you!"

Ma Ning smiled wickedly, and looked at Zhu Zhuqing: "When we defeat this guy, why don't you follow us, sister?"

Feng Chu: "That's a good idea, girl, just follow us, haha!"

"court death!"

Hearing their rude words, He Qi flew over and punched Feng Chu in the face.

Originally, I lost one tooth during the day, but now I spit out two more.

"This bastard!"

Seeing Feng Chu being knocked down, Ma Ning gritted his teeth resentfully, and released the Wuhun stick.

"War bear, possessed!"

Chen Ying also possessed the martial spirit, and his muscles became bigger.

"The ghost civet is possessed!"

A purple light suddenly appeared, Zhu Zhuqing also released his martial soul, and went straight to Ma Ning.

The yellow century-old soul ring immediately floated up.

Ma Ning swept the long stick across, and a shadow of the stick appeared, while Zhu Zhuqing stepped on the ground lightly, easily avoiding his attack range.

When he reacted, she was already behind him.

"The first soul skill: Netherworld Thrust!"

Zhu Zhuqing's right hand had turned into a sharp cat's claw, stabbing Ma Ning's back in an instant.

With a scream, Ma Ning felt a sharp pain in his back.

Here, Chen Ying's fat bear paws were also photographed.

He Qi still did not release the soul ring and martial soul.

The right fist goes up.

The wind of the palm and the wind of the fist are facing each other, just like a gentle wind and light rain encountering a squall.

Chen Ying felt that the opponent's punch was many times stronger than his own, and he was forced to retreat tens of meters before he stood firm.

The attack is not over yet.

He Qi flew up and punched him hard on the face again.

The strength was so great that Chen Ying turned five or six times on the spot before stopping.

His face suddenly swelled into a pig's head.

He Qi pushed him to the ground, holding his collar with his left hand, and his right fist was about to fall again.

"Brother He Qi, slow down, I have something to say!"

Chen Ying has already experienced the strength of such fists, and he really doesn't want to suffer anymore.

Over there, Feng Chu and Ma Ning were also subdued by Zhu Zhuqing.

"If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have something to say, release it quickly!"

He Qi raised his fist and was not polite to him at all.

Chen Ying faced Lou with a look of fear: "Actually, we didn't mean to go against you, but..."

As soon as he heard what he said, Ma Ning over there immediately became anxious: "Boss, you can't say it, you will get into trouble if you say it."

"Hurry up, or I'll blow your head off!"

He Qi raised his fist and was about to drop it.

"I said, I said, it's the Qian family!"

Looking at the fist like a hammer, Chen Ying immediately made a move.

"The Qian family?"

"Yes...it was Qian Yulu who asked us to go against you."

"Qian Yulu..."

He Qi murmured, feeling that the name was very familiar.

Zhu Zhuqing immediately looked enlightened: "The person he mentioned is the girl we met in the Star Dou Forest, have you forgotten?"

Hearing her reminder, He Qi also remembered: "That's the person with the Soul Sect's servants."

He also remembered that Qian Yulu seemed to have said that he would not let them go.

He Qi then asked, "Where is she now?"

Chen Ying trembled: "She...she is also a student of Notting College, and is two seniors above us."

As night approaches, the wind gets colder.

Not far away, another person came.

He was wearing a black robe and a black mask, but he was definitely much older than He Qi and the others, at least twenty years old.

He Qi let go of Chen Ying, and turned his gaze to the man in black: "Who are you?"

The man in black said in a deep voice, "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that you have offended someone you shouldn't have offended."

Chen Ying's body on the ground shook even more, not sure if he was frightened.

Zhu Zhuqing assumed an aggressive posture, looking at him like a vigilant cat.

He Qi immediately understood: "Are you from the Qian family?"

The black-robed man: "Hmph, you have offended our lady, yet you dare to come to Notting City, and you are still in a college. You have some guts."

He Qi: "What exactly are you going to do? Just tell me."

The man in black robe: "Excellent. We have already mastered your information. You have innate eight-level soul power and are now a twenty-five-level great soul master. And your martial soul is not a little dragon at all, but an extremely rare golden holy dragon."

He Qi sneered: "What you are saying is all nonsense. Your eldest lady has already dealt with me in the Star Dou Forest, so you naturally know it."

Man in black robe: "Boy, don't be too arrogant. We are a Viscount family. Even if you are strong personally, can you be worthy of a family? I give you two choices. First, continue to fight against us, but I advise you to think about the consequences. ;Second, join our family and we will give you good treatment..."

"... Our Qian family is very kind. You don't have to answer me right now. I'll give you three months. If you don't come to the Qian family's Viscount Mansion within three months, we will come to you. By then , I won’t have a serious discussion with you like we did today.”

The Qian family mainly took a fancy to He Qi's strength. He was promoted to level at such a young age, and he killed their servant. He had reached the level of Uncle Ming of the Soul Sect, and he had the powerful Golden Holy Dragon Spirit. , the head of the Qian family naturally had the idea of ​​​​recruiting.

Every family will recruit some guest ministers under their sect to enrich their own strength.Just like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School of the last three sects, there are two titled Douluo, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, as "Zhenshan Taisui".

The Qian family of Viscount Notting's Mansion is naturally no exception...