Legend of the Gu Demon

"Hahahahahahahaha~"

Ningchen was shocked at first when he heard this, and then he couldn't stop laughing.

The laughter made him tremble all over, the laughter made him angry,

Hidden beneath the arrogant laughter is a deep demonic nature and an increasingly rising anger.

The eyes of the people around him all fell on Ningchen.

Weird, puzzling, curious,

"That's fine, I, Ningchen, agreed."

Ningchen's laughter gradually stopped and he walked straight through the crowd and stepped heavily on the ring.

And the crowd also consciously made way for Ningchen to pass.

Nothing but the atmosphere around Ningchen at this moment is like the dark clouds before a violent storm, the thick accumulation before a volcano erupts,

His terrifyingly quiet eyes hid a hint of anger,

The people around were all paying attention to Ningchen's surroundings, and they were looking forward to the next fist and kick sparring.

Ningchen's body is tall and straight, with strong bones and muscles, eyes full of angry waves, Qingshu stands with his hands behind his back, spring water in the corners of his eyes, and a smile on his lips,

"Classmate Ningchen, can we start?"

"Let's get started."

Ningchen revealed these words through his teeth, and clenched his fists slightly.

The rising anger in his heart no longer allowed him to wait.

The school master glanced at the two of them, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

He had a hunch that the next fist fight might turn into a life-and-death fight.

"That's it for paying attention, okay, let's start now."

The school master took a deep look at Ningchen, said something more, and then left the ring.

Before they finished speaking, the two of them stepped out of the place at the same time, like arrows leaving the string, bringing up strong winds.

There was wind under my feet, and I stepped quickly. Finally, the two of them gathered in the center of the ring.

There was a slight smile on the green face, but the movements of his hands continued, attacking Ningchen like a poisonous snake hunting for prey.

Ningchen's face was still as deep as water, but his movements were faster than Qingshu's.

The soles of the feet were pierced into the ground like a giant tree, and a Gang Fist used this fulcrum to break through the air.

The fist pierced the air and headed straight for the Qingzhu door,

Already with murderous intent!

A huge punch kept enlarging in his sight. Qingshu was startled, and turned around to defend his face with both hands.

Bang ~

With a muffled sound, Qingshu's figure took a step away, his feet leaving an obvious mark on the ring.

Qing Shu's heart sank, and he was even more surprised.

"This Ningchen's strength is too scary. Just one punch in front of me made both of my arms extremely painful and slightly numb."

Ningchen continued to pursue the victory and took one step forward, but Qingshu's arms were still sore and numb at this time, and he could not effectively defend himself.

And this is Ningchen's opportunity.

Ningchen's eyes were as deep as the sea, and the shadow of his fist struck Qingshu like a pouring rain.

The moves are powerful and heavy, heading straight for the vital point.

Qingshu, however, had no time to defend against all the attacks, so he had to take part of the punch forcefully.

Chest, abdomen, side ribs, eyeballs, heart pit, bridge of nose,

All are within the attack range of Ningchen,

And Qingshu had to protect some vital points,

The people watching next to them became more and more frightened. Gu Yue Qingshu, who had just been able to win Chishan in five rounds, was actually suppressed by Ningchen.

"Hey, hey, it's fake, this Ningchen is too cruel!"

"There are too many fist shadows in Ningchen, right?"

"It seems that Qing Shu is bound to fail!"

"I don't think so. Brother Qingshu might have other means."

The elder’s brows had already turned into a knot.

"This Ningchen's boxing and kicking skills are terrifying! Every move goes straight to the vital point. The moves are so powerful and heavy that even Qingshu has no time to counterattack. He is really a natural fighting talent!"

Ningchen is still like this,

Punch violently, punch wildly and boldly, punch as you please,

"You want to challenge me? Want to spar? It seems that my ignorance has allowed you to push forward."

Qing Shu secretly gritted his teeth. He had eaten countless fists and his whole body was sore.

But he still didn't dare to relax his defense. He even felt the threat of death under the shadow of fists in the sky.

The Gang Fist is like a dragon or a snake, like a tiger's claws striking a bear. The strange power contained in it almost makes Qingshu feel that he is not facing a person.

It's more like a wild beast!

Boom~

A fist struck like the full moon on a starry night, like an eagle striking the sky and fish flying in the sky, breaking through Qingshu's defense and hitting his chest directly.

Qingshu was in pain, and the blood in his chest surged. He took a few steps back, and his weight on his feet relaxed.

Ningchen's eyes flashed fiercely, and he whipped his leg through the air, directly hitting Qingshu's lower body.

Bang ~

He kicked the side of Qingshu's knee without reservation. Qingshu's feet went soft and he couldn't help but kneel on one leg.

Just as he was about to readjust his center of gravity and stand up again, Ningchen's knees, as hard as iron, came into view.

Feeling horrified, he quickly put his hands in front of his face.

Qingshu blocked Hanyong's knee.

Without a chance to breathe, Ningchen continued to press forward, pressing Qingshu under him.

Qingshu was horrified. Compared to himself, Ningchen weighed more and was taller.

And now how can I fight back against this pressure?

Ningchen's eyes were still as quiet as death, and his legs trampled Qingshu's hands under his feet.

How can the so-called arm twist more than the thigh? How can Qingshu's arm strength be stronger than Ningchen's leg strength?

Qingshu's position allowed him to look directly into Ningchen's eyes.

It was a kind of deathly silence, as if the battle just now had not caused him the slightest disturbance.

Ningchen's fists finally stopped making any reservations and hit Qingshu's face hard one after another.

Or the bridge of the nose or the eye sockets, or the lips or cheeks,

Bang ~ bang ~ bang ~

The muffled sound was endless, frightening the people around.

"Oh my god, this Ningchen's attack is so cruel. He's trying to beat him to death!"

"Yeah, who knows why Ningchen was so harsh?"

"Alas, Brother Qingshu is bound to lose."

"..."

Beads of sweat already appeared on the forehead of the old man from the school, and he was filled with worry in his heart.

This is simply not a fist fight between children, but a life and death fight between Gu Masters.

His eyes were locked on the fight between the two, not daring to let go of any detail.

The two injuries were a loss to the family.

Bang ~ bang ~ bang ~

Qingshu tried to resist in the beginning, but as time passed, he stopped resisting.

Ningchen's hands were gradually stained with blood, but his face was still as calm as a deep pool.

The school master keenly observed the blood color on Ningchen’s hands and immediately let out a loud shout:

"Stop it."

Following the sound, the school master stepped onto the ring in an instant and came to Ningchen's side.

Ningchen felt his hand stagnate and looked back.

His wrist was actually held tightly by the school master like an eagle's claw.

Without much resistance, he stood up from Qingshu, struggled hard, broke away from the restraints, and walked slowly towards the steps.

The school master looked at Ningchen's back, then turned back to Qingshu,

But seeing that Qing Shu’s original face could hardly be seen at this time,

The facial features were swollen like a pig's head and squeezed together. Blood marks and wounds were evenly distributed on the skin and flesh, and dark purple bruises were densely covered.

And Qingshu has already fallen into a coma...