Virtue is Abundant

Chapter 5 Barring the river with iron hands!

Commission completed!

Wu Xiaode breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the boy opposite spoke.

"What on earth do you want to do? What do you mean by dedicating these flowers to me?" He said coldly.

Wu Xiaode glanced at the other party, and saw that the boy had clenched his fists tightly, as if he would strike at any moment.

This boy is more than 1.9 meters tall, not only that, but his waist, neck and legs are very thick.

Wu Xiaode couldn't help becoming vigilant.

Generally speaking, people who can really fight will not be bluffed by guys with muscles all over their bodies.

first.

Weight itself is a great advantage. Fat will bring strength and endurance, while full body muscle means low body fat. It is really not as good as fat, at least fat can also buffer.

And it's a fight.

There are no rules at all in a real fight. If there is one, there is only one——

I want you to die by any means.

In this most primitive and savage fight, anything can be used.

Of course, when the opponent is too strong, this rule becomes "escape by all means".

Wu Xiaode once saw an old gangster from back then, when he was besieged and killed by a group of people, he grabbed the opponent's eyeballs and ate them.

Taking advantage of the time to frighten the group of people, the old gangster chopped down a few, and successfully escaped from the encirclement by relying on his rough skin and thick flesh.

This is fighting.

The boy in front of him has an evil spirit on him, and he looks like a hunchback. If he really fights, he still doesn't know what the result will be.

But at this moment, Wu Xiaode suddenly felt a warm feeling all over his body.

This warmth comes from the depths of the soul, as if an unprecedented force is flourishing.

The limbs and bones all have warm currents rushing.

Lines of small ice crystal characters also appeared on the Book of the Dead in due course:

"You are already a professional with 3 points of soul power."

"Your personal strength will continue to increase within one minute, reaching three times the level of ordinary people, and the strength of your soul will also increase accordingly."

"Please continue to wait. When your soul strength stabilizes, the ancestor spirit will complete his gift."

three times……

Really good news.

But Wu Xiaode is still not ready to make a move now.

After all, if you can't fight, don't fight.

But it's not always a good thing to get into a fight with someone.

The best strategy right now is to wait for the gift from the ancestor spirit to arrive, and see if it can bring him some solutions to the current situation.

Wu Xiaode coughed lightly, and said with sincerity on his face:

"Student, it's time to test you."

Everyone fell silent, waiting for his next words.

The tall boy's face was even colder, even with a hint of murderous intent.

Wu Xiaode felt something.

I don't know if it's because of becoming a professional, or because I have felt the aura of a giant that crushes the world.

At this moment, he could feel the murderous intent on the opponent.

He continued:

"Student, we are going to throw these flowers into the trash can now, please listen to the question—"

"In garbage sorting, what kind of garbage are flowers?"

The tall boy was stunned.

The surrounding audience were all stunned.

"That's all you want to tell him?" Sun Mingyue couldn't help asking.

"Students, it's like this - today we are doing a campus civilized knowledge promotion, specifically talking about garbage sorting - these flowers are props." Wu Xiaode showed a serious expression.

Sun Mingyue was dumbfounded.

Confession?

It was obviously a confession, and his reputation would be even louder because of it.

But how did it become garbage classification?

The tall boy didn't speak for a while, and didn't even know how to react.

Disappointed din broke out from the audience.

After working on it for a long time, it turned out that it was only a public welfare promotion and knowledge popularization activity. Unfortunately, I thought I could eat melons here.

Many people didn't bother to look any further, they dispersed one after another and walked towards the cafeteria.

A line of small frosty characters appeared:

"Battle note: You killed the whole confession ceremony."

Wu Xiaode shook his head slightly.

There is no need to remind yourself of this, instead of reminding yourself of these, it is better to let yourself get the gift of that ancestor spirit sooner.

However, there are no new hints in the void.

The boy said: "I'm Li Zheng, the president of the Free Fighting Club, this classmate, what's your name? Which department?"

"Zhao Zi'ang, a freshman in the Chinese Department," Wu Xiaode said seriously, "Student Li Zheng, I saw you speak at the conference. Wow, that's really great."

As he spoke, he gave the other party a thumbs up.

The chairman should speak often.

I now praise you.

——I already praised you, but you still want to fight with me?

This is not good.

After all, I was not your original target.

"Zhao Ziang, isn't it interesting to tease me in public? Come on, let's have a fight."

Li Zheng laughed, and walked towards Wu Xiaode step by step, there was a sound of bones moving on his body.

Wu Xiaode suddenly had an understanding in his heart——

The opponent is serious.

Is it because I sabotaged their plans? or something else?

There is so little information.

Completely ignorant of the other party's intentions.

It seemed that he had really replaced Zhao Junyu and was caught in this massacre.

Between the lightning and the flint, a line of small ice crystal characters quickly appeared:

"Your soul has stabilized, and its strength has reached three times that of ordinary people."

"The gift of thanks is coming."

At the same time as the small characters appeared, a low and old voice sounded in Wu Xiaode's heart:

"Boy, I'll give you something."

The voice just fell.

Wu Xiaode suddenly lost control of his body.

——As if being possessed by something, I can only watch, but I can't stop my body from making every movement.

He stood alone in the middle of the playground, with his hands behind his back, showing a completely different temperament from before.

"I haven't fought in person for many years. You are able to fight with me. It is a blessing from several generations of cultivation. You should kneel down and thank you."

His voice was a little different from usual, with vicissitudes and arrogance.

Li Zheng was stunned, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Okay! Okay! Okay! Extremely arrogant boy, what do you think you are? Watch me beat you to the ground like a dead dog!"

After speaking, his figure flashed, and the whole person suddenly accelerated, rushing towards Wu Xiaode with all his strength.

With his body mass, he might be able to knock Wu Xiaode into the air!

Wu Xiaode's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a blade, and he said in a low voice, "It's too slow."

I saw him leaning slightly to one side, and he punched out like lightning.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound.

Li Zheng was hit in the waist by this punch, and his whole body flew out, rolling on the grass for dozens of meters.

The audience was silent.

Wu Xiaode kept punching, with a look of regret on his face and said: "You are the worst generation I have ever fought."

Li Zheng touched the smooth grass, and then touched himself.

so far.

——But I didn't hurt myself!

how did you do that? Or just an accident?

He looked around at the crowd, gritted his teeth, got up from the grass, and shouted, "Come again!"

He kicked the ground with his feet, his body flickered continuously, and rushed towards Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode took a stride on the spot, his hands turned into fists and palms.

"drink!"

Wu Xiaode spun around to avoid Li Zheng's impact, and slapped him hard on the back.

Li Zheng was shot flying, hit the ground, and rolled for tens of meters again.

"Too weak, I could kill you when I was five years old." Wu Xiaode sighed.

Li Zheng was lying on the ground, but when he heard this, he was stunned, and then let out an angry howl, and said with a distorted face: "I want you to die! Zhao Ziang, I want to kill you with one shot!"

He reached out and touched his arms.

An inexplicable atmosphere quietly enveloped the audience.

Just now he said——

gun?

A student who reacted quickly shouted loudly: "Run!"

More people reacted, screams broke out quickly, and they ran away in all directions.

Time passed slowly.

Li Zheng didn't touch anything.

"What are you looking for?" Wu Xiaode asked leisurely.

Li Zheng's face gradually turned pale from fury, his lips trembled, and his head was covered in cold sweat.

"It's you, it must be you, give it back to me!" he said.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Wu Xiaode said lightly.

Li Zheng whistled suddenly and said loudly: "Brothers, help me fuck him!"

Behind the crowd, more than twenty tall boys responded one after another.

They talked and laughed, and surrounded Wu Xiaode.

"With so many people, do you dare to take them out? Call you crazy, die now!"

Li Zheng roared with blood all over his face.

Wu Xiaode squinted at the group of boys, the corner of his mouth twitched, his face full of disdain.

At the same time, the old voice sounded in his heart again:

"Boy, the gun is in your hand, whether you use a gun or a fist, you choose one."

Wu Xiaode said without hesitation: "Senior, we use fists."

"Why?" asked the old voice.

"These people have no grievances or enmities with me. The purpose of our fight is not to kill people, but to uphold justice and calm things down." Wu Xiaode said.

——The fight is to calm things down? How did I hear it for the first time?

The old man paused, and asked with a smile:

"But what if the other party bullies you too much?"

"Call the police." Wu Xiaode said.

"What if the other party wants to kill your whole family and you don't have time to call the police?" the old voice insisted.

"If you have a gun, use a gun, if you don't have a gun, use a knife, if you don't have a knife, use your fist, and beat until you die." Wu Xiaode said.

"Tsk, you have a calming needle in your heart, you are free in your senses, you are full of martial virtues, boy, if I give you a Qingyun Dao in the future, you won't turn into a dragon and fly into the sky?" The old voice sincerely admired.

While the two were talking, the twenty or so boys had already run more than half the distance, and they would surround Wu Xiaode in less than ten seconds.

"Looking good." The old voice said.

After the words fell, Wu Xiaode only felt that his knees were slightly bent, and he was posing on the spot.

Numerous images flashed through Wu Xiaode's mind.

These pictures are all scenes of martial arts professionals fighting the enemy, they are deeply imprinted in Wu Xiaode's memory like imprints, and can never be forgotten again.

When those twenty tall boys rushed towards him——

Wu Xiaode watched himself raise his hands, his eyes drooped slightly, and his breathing stopped suddenly.

The first boy got close and kicked.

Wu Xiaode's hands turned into afterimages, stacked on his chest, and smashed forward like a cannon hammer——

An incredible scene occurred on the playground.

The air twisted for a moment, blasting out of his hands like a torrent of water.

It's like some kind of illusion—

Two golden threads flashed and disappeared on his arm, and there was a faint sound of piercing gold and cracking stones scattered in the void.

The boy flew upside down, knocked down three or five boys in a row, and rolled to the ground, all lying on the ground, howling like a pig being slaughtered.

Wu Xiaode walked forward step by step, all the attackers were shot away by him wherever he passed along the way.

When he pierced through the charging formation of more than twenty people, his hands clasped together into fists again, folded back and forth, closed on his chest, and remained motionless.

Behind him, more than twenty boys were all lying on the ground, without exception.

The old voice sounded again: "Boy, this iron hand blocking the river is the profound meaning of the iron wire fist. The old man only used less than half of his strength, and then put all his strength in the empty space. No one was injured-this move you Do you want to learn or not?"

"Learn! Learn! Learn! Senior, please teach me. I am grateful." Wu Xiaode said repeatedly.

"Okay, today I have kept my hands away. I didn't kill anyone, just to consider your future. Now I will pass on this fist to you. I hope you will take care of my descendants in the future."

The old voice gradually disappeared.

In the void, the book of the undead with a black cover was automatically opened, and lines of small words in ice crystals were quickly refreshed:

"The body has completed its last sync."

"The ancestor spirit left your body and returned to the spirit world."

"You have received the last teaching from the ancient ancestor spirit."

"You are beginning to master the art of ancient martial arts, the esoteric boxing techniques of the Iron Line school—"

"Blocking the river with iron hands."

All the fine print disappeared.

The next moment.

Wu Xiaode only felt that he had regained control over his body.

He looked back.

I saw that Li Zheng's face was completely dull, and he murmured in despair: