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Chapter 613: You are still quite naive

This kid...

He looks like he has the face of a protagonist.

The moment Chen Yan lit the torch, Li Mumu was ready to take action.

Although she also knew that with Senior Sister Bai in charge of the school, it would be impossible for there to be too much trouble.

But the fact that Liu Crab was beaten like that and sent back must have some cause and effect with her as the introducer.

If I was just beaten outside that would be fine, but you actually ran to the school gate to jump in my face and mock me?
Do you think I'm dead?

Li Mumu had already stretched out her claws and was ready to play the Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Dragon, but unexpectedly someone jumped out faster than her.

Wang Ying, the little girl that Wang Yunxiao described as "someone else's sister being taken care of", when Li Mumu saw her horrible appetite, she knew that she was definitely not an ordinary person.

What kind of decent girl would go to Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts?
But you know what, I really learned something in Shaolin Temple.

Horizontal Training Golden Bell Cover - Does this sound like something a girl would practice?
But she managed to master it. She just stood there and the three palace soldiers formed a formation but couldn't break through her protective Qi.

Although this is also closely related to the fact that they did not use professional magic-breaking weapons but only ordinary sticks, to Li Mumu, who had personally experienced the beatings by the palace soldiers, it was a different experience.

It turns out that I am really bad at this. Look at other people...

When the Wei family saw that the idea was difficult, the seven of them gathered together and formed a military formation like the Big Dipper. The leader gathered everyone's strength and swung a stick, pressing down heavily on Wang Ying.

You guys beat up a kid, really...

Before Li Mumu could finish his sigh, Wang Ying raised his arms, and his two small fists arrived first, directly deflecting the stick and hitting the man in the ribs.

This is the most basic Luohan Long Fist in Shaolin martial arts, but she used it to develop a hidden power that could hit a cow from a distance. The seven men groaned at the same time, staggered back, covered their chests and fell to the ground.

How to deal with the government soldiers?

The answer is actually very simple. The formation of the palace soldiers is too plain and simple, which is simply the stacking of attack, defense and resistance. Either you play tricks that they don't understand and make their army chaotic, or you use absolute power to crush them.

No matter how much the power of seven people is added together, it can never be equal to the power of 7749 people. There is still a limit after all. And Wang Ying relied on pure physical strength and used the same simple and unpretentious moves to smash through the seven-man army formation!

"Shaolin disciple?"

The young man who saw Wang Ying's martial arts skills said coldly, "You are so young, but you have mastered martial arts. Why do you still need to go to school? Don't your parents know that this is a waste of your talent?"

Wang Ying tilted her head and looked at him, saying disdainfully: "Who the hell are you? How can you be in charge of me?"

These words made veins pop out on the man's forehead. He moved his feet slightly, crossed a distance of more than ten steps in an instant, and punched Wang Ying in the face.

The two fought back and forth for several rounds, and suddenly a layer of blood appeared under the man's feet, sweeping towards Wang Ying. Wang Ying was caught off guard and enveloped by the blood. For a moment, he felt as if someone had poured a basin of feces on him. His head was dizzy, his five senses were blocked, and he couldn't help but retching repeatedly. He was immediately exposed, and was kicked in the chest by the man, flying dozens of meters away.

"This is what your vampire classmate does. How does it taste?"

The man casually threw down a piece of bloodstained rag, walked up to Wang Ying who was lying on the ground vomiting blood and said with a smile: "If he hadn't used such a despicable method and soiled my clothes, I wouldn't have broken his legs. But you are different. I think you are a good candidate for martial arts. There is no reason for you to stay in this filthy place and associate with these evil monsters."

"How about joining the army with me? The military has no taboos, and it is just right for a warrior like you to be able to exercise your abilities freely and create a world with your own hands!"

"Ah……"

Wang Ying got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said disdainfully: "The phrase 'there are no taboos in military strategy' is disgusting when it comes out of your mouth. I thought you were a good fighter, but it turned out to be a pure waste of feelings." The man's face changed slightly, raised his hand and turned it into a knife, aiming at the back of Wang Ying's neck and slashing it. However, this time, Wang Ying just leaned forward slightly, raised his arm and easily blocked his sneak attack.

"Please tell me your name."

Wang Ying said calmly: "I don't kill nameless people."

"Insanity!"

The man was furious. He raised his foot and gave Wang Ying a fierce and sharp knee strike in the face.

However, the next moment, he couldn't help but fly sideways like a top.

"My name is Wang Ying. Wang as in Overlord, Ying as in Star."

Wang Ying did not continue to chase, but just stood there and spoke calmly.

"This is not Shaolin Kung Fu!"

The man flipped several times in the air, landed steadily on his feet, and looked at the little monk in front of him in doubt: "Did you learn other martial arts?"

"To be precise, the time is too short. I haven't learned the essence of Shaolin martial arts yet. I plan to go to Songshan again during the winter vacation. Also, tell me your name. I don't want to say this for the third time."

Wang Ying's voice gradually turned cold, and the oppressive atmosphere in the air made the man involuntarily speak: "Qilin Army... Wei Ming!"

"You are worthy of being called Qilin!"

A loud shout came from the little bean bun's mouth, shaking the surrounding branches.

One after another transparent hexagrams rose from the ground, the top was Qian, the bottom was Kun, Qian, Kun, Zhen and Dui, the four symbols intertwined!

"Eight Trigrams Dragon..."

Wei Ming's eyes opened wide, and he only had time to say these four words before countless blood exploded all over his body.

Wang Ying had arrived in front of him without him knowing when, walking around the pillar with his feet on the Bagua, his palms flying up and down, dozens of palm forces slammed into his body in an instant, knocking him so hard that he could not move at all, and blood gushed out of his mouth like a fountain.

In the blink of an eye, a set of Bagua Sixty-Four Palms was completed. Wang Ying took a deep breath, and hit him in the chest with his backhand elbow. The sound of ribs breaking and shattering was heard, and he flew backwards like a rag doll.

Bagua turns into Baji, the tiger opens the mountain!

These two sets of superior martial arts that were on par with each other among the Thirteen Northern Schools were actually combined into one in the hands of a little girl in her teens!
It is no wonder that everyone who has met her praises her extraordinary talent in martial arts.

Wang Ying lowered his hands, slowly dissipated his Qi, walked to the side of the fallen Wei Ming and said coldly: "The Qilin flag that my senior brother dyed red with his blood, coming out of your mouth is really despicable!"

"So you..."

Wei Ming collapsed to the ground, a miserable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"...You're quite naive!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity to attract Wang Ying's attention by whispering to himself, he suddenly raised his hand, grabbed a handful of dust and threw it at Wang Ying's face. Taking advantage of the moment when Wang Ying subconsciously closed his eyes, he suddenly jumped up, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and stabbed it into Wang Ying's abdomen.

Then he pulled it out and stabbed his throat with a backhand strike!

(End of this chapter)