The head of urban peach blossom

Chapter 842
Facts have proved that many things in the world are unpredictable.

Except, of course, Amy on the scene.

Because she has witnessed Hua Xiaolou's strength with her own eyes.

"boom!"

Wu Jun was full of confidence, thinking that he could beat Hua Xiaolou to the ground with one punch...

As a result, with a dull muffled sound, Wu Jun's tall body flew into the air in an instant, and landed heavily again.

Then he clutched his stomach and groaned in pain.

Hua Xiaolou spread his hands, looked at the people around him and smiled, "This guy must be a fake witcher, he can't even take a punch from me."

There was silence all around.

Because people have not recovered from the shock.

The scene was simply too eerie.

It's a bit unacceptable.

Amy walked over with a smile, turned around and left holding Hua Xiaolou's hand, leaving behind a group of stunned people, and Wu Jun who was still vomiting blood...

It wasn't until a few minutes later that Wu Jun regained his strength, struggled to get up, and then rushed out in desperation.

At this moment, this guy is full of murderous intent...

I originally wanted to win face in front of the beauties, but now I have lost all face. This hatred is overwhelming...

On the other side, Amy accompanied Hua Xiaolou to another place for fun.

Then he took the initiative to talk about Wu Jun's situation, and said: "This guy is notoriously narrow-minded, and he probably won't let it go."

"So what?" Hua Xiaolou smiled indifferently: "All conspiracies can be broken with one punch!"

Domineering!

But Amy was very serious about it.

"Xiaolou, don't be careless, Wu Jun's grandfather is a ninth-level demon hunter, and he is famous for protecting his weaknesses..."

"Ninth-rank demon hunter?"

Hearing this word, Hua Xiaolou's face finally became serious.

After all, a ninth-level demon hunter is equivalent to a master in the late stage of refining the void and combining Taoism, so it should not be underestimated.

With Hua Xiaolou's current strength, he might be able to deal with an eighth-level demon hunter, but a ninth-level... is basically impossible.

After all, the gap in realm is a bit big.

"But don't worry, no matter how hard that old man is, you are a registered jockey of the Royal Club after all, and he can't do it easily. Perhaps, he will come to threaten you..."

"Don't care about him, the soldiers will block him, and the water will cover him!"

Putting aside distracting thoughts, Hua Xiaolou played with Amy until the afternoon, went to have dinner together, and then found a hotel... Well, this is also a playground.

It's just that it's far more interesting than playing during the day.

And Amy is also very obsessed.

After all, Hua Xiaolou is a cultivator of immortals, and his physical strength can be said to be endless, as if it will never be exhausted.

As expected, the next afternoon, just as Hua Xiaolou and Amy were riding a chocobo at the Royal Club for training, Wu Jun and an old man came to the scene...

Seeing the old man's aura, Hua Xiaolou guessed his identity.

A ninth-tier demon hunter.

That's right, this is Wu Jun's grandfather Wu Kit.

"You are Hua Xiaolou?"

As soon as he arrived at the scene, Wu Ji asked Hua Xiaolou coldly.

"Senior Wu, what's the matter with you?"

Amy was not afraid of Wuji, so she pretended to be ignorant and asked.

"Little girl, is he your student?"

"Well, it used to be..." Amy said frankly.

Since Hua Xiaolou and Roger became registered jockeys of the Royal Club, Amy no longer belongs to their coach.

It's not that the two have changed coaches, it's because they no longer need a coach at this level, and they all understand it by themselves.

However, Amy will still train with Hua Xiaolou from time to time, anyway, the relationship between the two is different.

"I heard from Wu Jun that this kid hit him yesterday?"

"Hehe, this is Senior Wu, one of the three masters in the palace, right? Your grandson is a sixth-level witcher, and I am a jockey. Is it a bit far-fetched for you to say that I beat him?"

"Presumptuous, how dare you speak to my grandpa in such a tone?"

With grandpa around, Wu Jun is even more arrogant.

Upon hearing this, Hua Xiaolou's face immediately darkened, and he said coldly, "What are you? Don't talk about your grandfather, even if the emperor is here, I'm still like this."

"Bold!"

Wuji snorted angrily.

"Old man, don't use your identity to suppress people..."

Although he was inferior to the opponent in realm, how could Hua Xiaolou be willing to bow his head and admit defeat?

Besides, even if the realm is not as good as it is, if the opponent wants to win, I am afraid it will take a lot of effort...

Hearing this, Wu Ji was even more furious, and a powerful aura radiated out. Hua Xiaolou could bear it, but how could Amy bear it?
In an instant, her face paled, and she took a few steps back, with traces of blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

"You old thing!"

Seeing that Amy suffered a loss, Hua Xiaolou finally became angry.

"Zheng!"

With his angry shout, the Chiyue Sword appeared out of thin air, and then it was directly the strongest move: Thunder Kill!

high speed.

It was so fast that even Wu Ji had no time to react, so he could only take the sword abruptly.

"boom!"

Wu Ji reluctantly accepted it, but he seemed to be feeling better.

After all, although he is a ninth-level demon hunter, his physique is not as good as Hua Xiaolou's. Under the double impact of sword energy and true energy, his body churns for a while, but he can't control it, and a trace of blood flows from the corner of his mouth.

And the body also retreated several steps in a controlled manner.

The worst was Wu Jun who stood aside.

Affected by the sword energy, he screamed and rolled over and over again, his clothes were torn, and he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Such a scene made Amy a little dazed.

This guy actually hurt a ninth-level demon hunter?

And just one sword?
Of course, she also knew that this did not mean that Hua Xiaolou could defeat the ninth-level demon hunter.After all, this is a surprise attack, and the opponent is completely defenseless.

But even so, it's still amazing.

After all, to be able to hurt a ninth-level demon hunter, no matter what the circumstances, was something to be proud of.

"Bold, you dare to sneak attack this old man?"

After suffering a dark loss, Wu Ji was completely furious.

This is simply a great embarrassment to the old man, and if it is spread, those old friends still laugh at him somehow.

Seeing that a big battle was about to start, at this moment, there was a sudden shout: "Stop!"

It was the head of the Royal Chocobo Club, and the Prince hurried over with a few of his men.

Seeing the appearance of the Prince and Prince, Wu Kit is not easy to do anything.

No matter how proud he is, he can't be too arrogant in front of the prince.

"The old man has seen and the prince..."

Wu Ji gave a salute, and then hurried to Wu Jun to check his injuries.

"uncle……"

Amy also stepped forward to say hello.

"Amy, are you okay?"

Seeing Amy's pale face, He Prince couldn't help asking with concern.

"Well, it's fine."

Hua Xiaolou also stepped forward to greet her, then took out a pill and handed it to Amy: "Take it."

"Oh."

Amy nodded obediently, and then took the pill.

A cool breath quickly diffused, and suddenly felt the pain all over the body dissipated, and there was a feeling of refreshment.

"Wuji, what's going on? As a ninth-level demon hunter, why did you come to our club to make trouble?"

Although Bukit's status is quite high, Prince He still scolded him with a cold face.

No matter how high Bukit's status is, how can he be compared with a prince?
(End of this chapter)