The daily life of people with super powers

"You won't be killed if you surrender, you won't be killed if you surrender!"

"Yeah!"

"Don't kill me!"

Er Gouzi had never seen such a scene before. He was completely intimidated by Xia Fan's momentum. He only reacted when the other party rushed up, but it was too late.

Xia Fan raised his hand and kicked Er Gouzi directly in the crotch.

With a "bang", the sound of chickens flying and eggs breaking was heard.

At the same time, a violent scream came out of Ergouzi's mouth.

However, Xia Fan didn't care. His eyes were a little red. The shouting just now had stimulated his blood.

"It's them who have been obstructing me time and again."

"If I die, how will the old man survive alone? They may even eat up all my family members."

"This kind of person deserves death, kill, kill, kill."

"Kill!"

Xia Fan's blood and energy were stimulated, and he felt that his strength was more than twice as great as before. In his mind, he recalled the martial arts that Tang Ansheng had taught him, and he subconsciously used them instantly.

He straightened his right hand instantly and threw a punch, using the half-step collapse punch from Xingyiquan, which emphasized speed, ferocity and accuracy.

Just one punch hit Ergouzi's throat. With a "crack" sound, Ergouzi's scream stopped abruptly. His neck twisted instantly and the whole person fell straight back.

The younger brothers around them had never seen such a scene before. They just thought, how could the little chicken that had just allowed them to bully suddenly turn into a man-eating tiger in the mountains?

"Brother Ergou!"

"Run, run, Brother Dog is dead."

"He's not human."

Some gangsters noticed that Ergouzi's neck was broken and his eyeballs were bulging, and they immediately realized that Ergouzi was beyond saving.

At the same time, they looked at Xia Fan with red eyes. They became extremely nervous and immediately turned around and ran away.

Forget about revenge for Ergouzi, they now wish their parents would give them an extra pair of legs.

How can you run so slowly with two legs?

Xia Fan threw a punch, and felt that all the depression in his heart was thrown out with this punch.

"Still want to run."

"You bastards, lowly creatures, you lowly creatures."

"They only bully the kind people in the village."

"You only make rice more expensive when you live!"

Xia Fan took a sudden step forward, stepped over Er Gouzi's body, and chased after the slowest runner.

"Brother Xia Fan, Brother Xia, it was all Er Gouzi's idea. It was him, not me."

The gangster who was being chased had a changed expression, "If you want to chase, chase other people, why are you chasing me?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, give me another chance."

"I will never force Widow Wu again, and I won't even look at her daughter anymore."

"Please spare me, Brother Xia!"

"boom!"

Xia Fan chased after him in three or two steps and punched the other person in the neck. With just one punch, the gangster fell to the ground, twitching uncontrollably.

Xia Fan wanted to chase the others, but after killing these two, the remaining gangsters ran away.

"Huh...huh..."

Seeing that he was the only one standing around, Xia Fan finally let go of his worries.

This relaxation was like letting out the air, and the whole person began to feel weak and gasp for breath.

"The martial arts that the old man taught me are quite useful. I beat them away in no time."

Looking at the two people lying there, Xia Fan felt a sense of satisfaction.

“So this is real kung fu.”

Xia Fan carefully recalled the battle just now, "The old man said that when mortals fight, they rely on passion."

"Roaring and yelling can stimulate the murderous aura in your heart, stimulate your own qi and blood, and make you instantly in good shape."

"At the same time, yelling can also weaken the opponent's combat power."

Xia Fan thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case. After he started yelling meaninglessly, Er Gouzi and the others were obviously shocked by him.

"Coupled with the seemingly chaotic movements of his hands and feet, which were actually an attempt to find an opportunity to get close to the opponent, I was able to take down Er Gouzi in one fell swoop."

"What does the old man call this move?"

"It seems like a mad dog punch."

“Although the name is not nice, it is indeed very practical.”

And it's also very vivid.

Xia Fan recalled his previous series of actions and thought they were indeed crazy. If he, who knew nothing, were to face this move, he would probably think that the enemy was hysterical.

He felt happy in his heart, picked up the twenty taels of silver on the ground, walked to Er Gouzi, kicked him with his foot, and said:

"Stop pretending and get up."

"Today I am going to teach you a lesson. Next time you see me, just avoid me. Got it?"

Unfortunately, no matter what he said, Ergouzi seemed to be dead and did not move, with blood constantly flowing out of his mouth.

When Xia Fan saw his pupils dilated, he was shocked and a bad thought came to his mind.

He quickly squatted down and touched the other person's nose and heart with his hands.

“Dead…?!”

Xia Fan's face changed drastically, and he immediately ran to look at the other gangster. He also reached out his hand to touch him, and he was also dead!

He actually killed someone, and he killed the person with just two moves!

"how come?"

"I only threw one punch, how could he die?"

Xia Fan was extremely nervous. It was his first time killing someone, so he was hesitant.

He quickly packed up his things and stumbled towards the end of the village.

…………

Tang Ansheng was silently practicing martial arts in the yard, accumulating internal strength.

Because he had been eating well these days, a large amount of meat was converted into internal energy by him, and his skills had recovered a little, but it was still far from his peak.

"There is still a problem. When I arrived, this body was already dead."

"No matter how much I strengthen myself, my body itself is dead."

Tang Ansheng looked into the distance, thinking in his heart.

His current body can be described as a sieve, which is an exaggeration. It can be called a big funnel.

"Many of the body's organ systems have stopped functioning. If I hadn't used my inner strength to protect myself, the stench of the corpse would have been smelt from a hundred meters away."

Now this body is entirely supported by Tang Ansheng's internal strength, but even so, many problems are gradually emerging.

"I actually couldn't strengthen my body with the skeleton last time, so the experience I gained could only be used to upgrade my horse."

“It’s the same this time.”

"It's just that this time I can use this special energy called internal force to maintain my state."

Tang Ansheng sat on the chair, thinking silently: "For a short period of time, with the support of internal strength, nothing will go wrong."

"It seems that if we want to solve it completely, we can only start from the cultivation route of the immortal sects in this world."

In this world, in addition to the special energy of internal force, there is also a more advanced energy between heaven and earth.

However, Tang Ansheng currently has no means to absorb and contain this special energy.

"If the memory fragment is correct, then tomorrow is the day when the immortal sects in this land will recruit new members."

Tang Ansheng thought: "Maybe others have already arrived, but are still in the process of preparation."

New people are recruited every twenty years, in a ceremony called the Ascension Ceremony.

It has been a long time since anyone from Shijia Village passed the screening for the Ascension Ceremony.

"According to the memory fragments, in order to pass the Ascension Ceremony, one needs a qualification called spiritual roots. This thing is very rare. I don't have it or my body is very poor."

Not to mention that there is no such thing, even if there is, his body is dead, so how can he pass the screening?

However, Tang Ansheng was not worried, as he had his own way to pass the screening of the Ascension Ceremony.

"The town or government will issue a notice tomorrow, we'll see then."

As he was thinking this, the gate of the yard suddenly opened and a figure ran over in panic. It was Xia Fan.

"how?"

"Grandpa, I...I killed someone!" Xia Fan looked terrified.

He was only sixteen years old and it was his first time killing someone, so it was normal for him to panic.

"Oh." Tang Ansheng nodded.

"No, old man, I killed someone!"

Seeing that Tang Ansheng was unmoved, Xia Fan suspected that he might have heard it wrong, so he repeated it again.

"Ok, I know."

"..."

Xia Fan didn't know what to say at this moment.

Tang Ansheng waved his hand, asking him to come closer, and then asked, "Did he kill a good guy or a bad guy?"

"He should be considered a bad guy."

Seeing Tang Ansheng so calm, Xia Fan's originally nervous heart gradually calmed down.

"How many were killed?"

How many?

Xia Fan was stunned. Why did the old man's behavior differ from what he expected?

He thought that after the old man heard that he had killed someone, he would either take him to see the authorities or ask him to pack up his things and run away.

How could it be like this?

It's like there's no difference between him killing a person and the old man killing a chicken.

"Two." Xia Fan gestured and added, "There were four in total. They stopped me, and I had no choice but to resist."

"what?!"

When Tang Ansheng heard this, he quickly stood up, packed his things, and walked out.

Seeing him like this, Xia Fan's heart, which had originally been at ease, was lifted up again.

"Will the old man report me to the police?"

"That's right. I killed someone, so it's normal for me to be arrested and reported to the police."

If someone else caught him, he might resist and try to run away, but how could he run away if the old man caught him?

He wouldn't dare to run away even if he was beaten to death.

"Hmm? Why are you still standing there? Let's go."

"There are still two left to kill. Kill them quickly so that you can come back for dinner."

"Oh...huh?!"