Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Ok?"

"A gangster in Jiangcheng District, have you heard of my grandfather's reputation?"

"But you remember it!"

"In the next few decades, the entire human race, including Yaoyu, will only leave behind my legend!"

"My name is Qi Tian, ​​Monkey King..."

Before he finished speaking, what greeted him was a fist the size of a sandbag, so fast!

Not even giving him time to react.

In the next second, his eye sockets swelled instantly, he subconsciously cried out, squatted on the ground, and covered his eyes.

The sharp breath just now disappeared in an instant.

Forced... gone.

"Monkey King..."

"I've seen this name on the bookstall."

"But boy, do you know who I am?"

Zhao Zicheng squatted in front of Qi Tian with a sunny smile, and said with a smile.

Qi Tian was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "Who?"

"listen."

"My name is Zhao Zicheng, Zhao Zicheng with both blood and evil spirits!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Zicheng picked up Qi Tian with one hand like he was carrying a chicken, dragged him to his booth, and pointed at the plaque.

"Ten thousand with one punch, no bully!"

"beat!"

Although he was smiling, Qi Tian felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

"me..."

"beat!"

Zhao Zicheng didn't give Qi Tian any room to react, and even directly threw his sandbag in front of Qi Tian.

There was a threatening look in his eyes.

Qi Tian swallowed his saliva, his neck was still stiff, even his eye sockets were already bruised.

"In the next few decades, I will belong to the human race..."

"If you don't fight again, believe it or not, I will strip you naked and hang you on the tree at the gate of the Mo Academy, so that you, a freshman, will become famous all over the world before you take the exam."

"If I remember correctly, there are... quite a few reporters around here."

Zhao Zicheng's voice was not loud, but it could clearly reach Qi Tian's ears.

It's like the whisper of a demon.

As if he had imagined that scene, Qi Tian shuddered violently, looking at Zhao Zicheng was like looking at a devil!

Swallowing the rest of the words, Qi Tian cautiously stretched out his fist, and punched the sandbag in front of him.

His eyes turned red instantly.

Tears flowed faintly.

"Ten thousand!"

Zhao Zicheng took out a QR code, looked at Qi Tian and said expectantly.

"My grandfather is Qi Changshan..."

"Principal of Spiritual Academy..."

Qi Tian is still trying to struggle.

But Zhao Zicheng nodded lightly: "Oh, I know, if you weren't Qi Changshan's grandson, I wouldn't dare to beat you."

...

Seeing Zhao Zicheng's fearless look, Qi Tian immediately felt strong malice towards this border city.

Before entering the city, I met this kind of bully...

Sure enough, the place where Mo Academy is located is well-deserved.

One day, I will become a student of Mo Academy and stand at the top of this sinful city!

Become a law enforcer in the city!

Invincible in the world!

It has to be said that Qi Tian has a strong ability to adjust his mentality.

In just a few seconds, he recovered his high fighting spirit, looked at Zhao Zicheng unyieldingly, scanned the QR code, and turned [-] times.

"Try another punch, believe me, there will be surprises."

"Carefully comprehend."

Zhao Zicheng continued to seduce him step by step.

At this time, Qi Tian no longer had the previous fear, instead he took a deep breath, and took a deep look at Zhao Zicheng, as if he wanted to remember this face.

Then he punched hard.

This time...

Qi Tian's eyes lit up, as if he felt something.

He punched again without hesitation.

Just like that, the afterimages of the two fists were about to wave, and the awakened thing behind him seemed to be solidified at this moment.

Including the spar on After Shadow's body, the second groove gradually became brighter.

It's just like...

It's time to advance.

Zhao Zicheng looked at this scene, and the smile on his face grew stronger.

In the end, looking at Qi Tian who was panting and sitting on the ground: "A total of 120 seven punches, is it a transfer, or cash, or are you planning to renege on the debt?"

Qi Tian raised his head in a daze, and he looked at Zhao Zicheng who had already burst into tears: "I'm going to be the man who is the Monkey King in the future, why don't you renege?"

As he said that, he took out his mobile phone, pointed at the QR code and scanned it.

After about a few minutes of operation, transfer the money directly.

Zhao Zicheng was really amazed this time.

Looking at Qi Tian seriously, he asked curiously, "Is your family... so rich?"

"Or is it that your grandfather filled his own pocket and used his power for personal gain?"

"I think you can actually report him..."

For a while, Zhao Zicheng became a little expectant.

Qi Tian sneered: "Qi Tian, ​​the fifth group of the Dark Pavilion, the group leader!"

"Occupy No.1 in the performance list all the year round!"

"There are countless thieves caught!"

"This money is all the bonuses I grabbed bit by bit!"

"Wait for me to rest for a while, another 100 punches!"

"I feel like I can wake up a second time today!"

Qi Tian seemed to have finally regained some ground, so he stood up proudly, walked to the corner of the city gate, sat cross-legged, and continuously absorbed the energy transmitted back from the sandbag just now.

And the group of reporters around took special shots of this scene, discussing it a lot.

"Qi Tian just entered the city, aggressively challenging Zhao Zicheng, the senior of Mo Academy!"

"Another headline!"

"I remember when Zhao Zicheng and Yu Sheng were too low-key when they entered the city last year, they didn't even give us a chance."

"This year..."

"How do you feel that Zhao Zicheng... is a bit different!"

One of the reporters raised his camera and said with some emotion, while the others around nodded in agreement.

Zhao Zicheng listened to the voices around him without changing his face.

Instead, he looked at the girl with ponytails who had gradually stopped crying on the ground: "Little sister, do you still want to fight?"

"I...I have no money."

The girl looked at Zhao Zicheng with a guilty conscience and said.

But Zhao Zicheng shook his head very understandingly: "It's not important!"

"We can sign an agreement!"

"If you get into Mo Academy, give me 20 credits. If you don't get in...the money will be my confession."

"Well, it's reasonable."

"20 credits..."

"Sweep the floor and earn!"

Looking at Zhao Zicheng's handsome, sunny face, which did not seem to be fake at all, the girl's face turned a little blushing.

He finally pursed his lips and nodded slightly.

"I...can I add you on WeChat?"

Her voice was very soft, like a mosquito, and her face became even redder.

Zhao Zicheng still maintains the persona of a handsome senior, and looks more kind: "Of course it's okay...I wish for it..."

"The students of our Mo Academy are most willing to help others."

"Especially...helping new students!"