Heavens Unlimited Play

Chapter 227 The Constant Entanglement of Righteousness and Blackness
San Francisco, in a martial arts gym.

The martial arts hall is full of excitement, such as muay thai, taekwondo, karate, kendo... masters of various genres gather together, and if they are placed outside, they are all ten-hit figures.With one punch, I can't stand up without a hundred thousand medical expenses.

Since ancient times, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.As long as the gap in martial arts is not worlds apart, no one will obey anyone.

Everyone is a martial arts practitioner, and they are very angry.In addition, the entire San Francisco market is so big, and colleagues are enemies.

It's good to meet by chance on weekdays and add cold eyes.Often, if there is a disagreement, there may be a fight, damage to public facilities, and then they will be arrested and sent to the police station. Those who lose money will lose money, those who will be hospitalized, and those who will be imprisoned.

But today, this group of people gathered together without causing a riot, which is very rare.

"Don't sit still, tell me what to do?"

"What can we do? Since you dare to come to the gym, then fight him to the end."

"Fight ass, the red-haired ghost is too powerful, every punch, kicking the hall is like hitting a child."

"We can't let him kick the gym, right? If this continues, we will lose all face."

"That's right, one person broke through all the martial arts gyms in San Francisco, so we'd be ashamed to say it."

A group of martial arts masters were talking about it.

It turned out that half a month ago, a red-haired muscular man appeared.

The strong man gave a fierce fight and kicked around.Those martial arts masters who have been famous for a long time were punched one by one, and they were beaten terribly.

Now that strong man has kicked half of San Francisco, and his attitude is very arrogant.

It was like rubbing, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing the faces of their group of martial artists on this smooth ground.

Because the man had red hair and was so strong that he was not human, he got the nickname "red-haired ghost".

A group of martial arts comrades also had no choice but to unite.Trying to compete with the red-haired ghost and restore the dignity of the major martial arts gyms in San Francisco.

Some people proposed a sneak attack, some proposed to invite gangsters to carry out an assassination, and some proposed to seduce... none of them were reliable.

And the guy who proposed sex, what the hell are you, a muscular, bald man with a shy face?Do you want to go out on your own?It's outrageous.

Heh, who the hell can take a fancy to you.

Whoa, the muscles are so strong!Well developed.

boom! !

At this moment, the door suddenly opened.

A huge figure walked into it. He wore fiery red hair, his eyes were as sharp as lightning, and he was aggressive and domineering.

"It's the red-haired ghost!"

"Why did he come? This is bad."

"It doesn't matter if it's here, our martial arts comrades are all here, we stand shoulder to shoulder, and he will be exhausted to death if we are tired."

The crowd was excited, one talking more fiercely than the other, but no one dared to act.

This "red-haired ghost" is so fierce that it has left a deep impact on everyone.

The "red-haired ghost" crossed his arms and looked at the group of martial arts fellows with a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth and a look of disdain in his eyes. With just one sentence, all the martial arts people present were enraged.

"With all due respect, I'm not targeting a certain person. Everyone here is happy."

In just one sentence, the ridicule value is full, and everyone who hears it is angry.Although some veterans can still hold their breath, some young people can't help it either.

"beat him!"

"on!"

Ever since, a scuffle started in the martial arts hall.A group of people surrounded the red-haired ghost and launched a crowd of siege tactics.

They were so numerous that they gathered more than half of the martial arts experts in San Francisco.You don't need to talk about martial arts, you just want to beat the man in front of you.

of course.

Guns are not usable.

The siege can be said to be angered by the words of this arrogant person, but if the public uses guns to solve it, it will be nailed to the wall of shame in the martial arts in the future.

"Raging Crow Takes Off!"

"Hungry wolves go forward!"

"Screw roll!"

"Ponytail Swatter Fly Sickle!"

"Angry Octopus!"

The red-haired ghost yelled angrily, and his strikes were like lightning and waves.

Every time he shouts, he will cast a skill.

Although the skill is simple and unpretentious, its power is not bad.In the case of a group of people besieging, if one punch flies a person, it is a miss.

Often with one punch, a person will be blown away.Those who were blown away hit the person behind them, and the person who was hit hit the person behind them...

Anyway, if you fly one, it will form a matryoshka effect, taking away a series of people, and the effect of clearing the field will be full.

Just one word, awesome!
After 10 minutes, there was wailing everywhere, and a group of martial arts practitioners fell to the ground.

Some hugged their arms, some hugged their stomachs, some hugged their thighs, and some hugged their thighs...

The scene was magnificent.

In the end, there were still a few people standing, but they were scared out of their wits and cowered, not daring to step forward.

boom!boom!
Xia Wuji casually put the two of them on the ground, looked at this group of unprofessional martial artists, and hated the lesson that iron could not become steel: "If you want to practice martial arts, you have to work hard."

boom!
Another person fell to the ground and asked, "What is Kung Fu?"

Everyone looked at each other, but no one could answer.

boom!boom!
Xia Wuji waved his arm to the left and then to the right, immediately two people fell to the ground, he asked again: "What is Kung Fu?"

"Kungfu?" Xia Wuji kicked, and the person next to him fell down in response, so neatly, it looked like he had been hit by a lightning whip in the eyes of outsiders.

He said sharply, "Kung fu is honed with time."

"Tell me." Xia Wuji pointed at a person, who raised his arm to block it.

"Block?" He punched the man casually with a "bang", knocking him down to the ground.

"block!"

boom!
"block!"

boom!
Every time he uttered a word, it was an attack, knocking down a person casually, and no one could stop him.

"Ten years of cat-legged kung fu!"

Xia Wuji shook his head, came to a pillar, punched it with a "bang", and said coldly: "It takes half a month for this punch, can you stop it?"

Seeing that there was no one standing up in front of him, Xia Wuji uttered a word coldly.

"Practice."

Martial arts, how can you do without practice.

Then, with a bang, the pillar he hit just now exploded from the middle and broke into two pieces.Especially in the middle section, it turned into a ball of powder and scattered all over the sky.

Xia Wuji turned and left. A young man with a simple and honest smile came over from the back hall and said with a smile, "Red-haired ghost, red-haired ghost, you are the number one in Jinshan."

This is the son of a martial arts school. He has a bit of talent in martial arts, but his brain is not very good. These days, he followed his father and watched Xia Wuji kick the gym several times, and he admired him very much.

"What do you say?"

"Uncle is today, uncle is today."

"Haha."

Saying that, Xia Wuji had already left the martial arts hall, leaving only a domineering figure behind, causing all the martial arts masters to look at each other.

This nima is too fierce, one person beats more than 100 people, and they are all Lianjiazi.

If there were people who were unconvinced before and wanted to step on the red-haired ghost, but now everyone is convinced.

It is human nature to worship the strong.

But what is this master here to do?Do you want to open a martial arts gym?Or find an opponent?

And how his words are confusing.

Kung fu needs to be practiced, but why can't ten years of kung fu stop half a month of kung fu?

Could it be his slip of the tongue?

There are still people who want to ask the red-haired ghost for advice, but unfortunately, after today's World War I, no one has seen the "red-haired ghost" again.

But his legend is still circulating in the Jianghu.

When the younger generation asks how to learn Kung Fu well, the elders often only have one word.

"Practice!"

There are also some elders who will beat up their disciples first, and then say: "Can two or three years of cat-foot kung fu stop my ten-year kung fu? Practice!"

The ethos of martial arts in San Francisco is booming.

……

Of course, these have nothing to do with Xia Wuji.

He has now returned to an ultra-luxury hotel, lying in an oversized bathtub.

Xia Wuji had already converted most of the gold into banknotes through the black market.

Now he is a very rich man.

And being rich means that you can spend your life in the United States, get lost in money, get things done hastily, and achieve success in everything...

By the way, when he beat up Jackie Chan, Dad and the others, although he was also a red-haired muscular man, but he slightly adjusted his face with the Disguise Technique, so he is still a good man, a very good man.

Xia Wuji glanced at the system panel.

[Wish task 10: Fight the invincible hand in the world, defeat the powerful existence 100/[-]]

He was bored these days, so he ran to beat the martial arts gym, and brushed up the number of "powerful beings" defeated by the way.

It's a pity that most of them are embroidered with fists and embroidered legs, and even the archaeologist Jackie Chan can't compare.

Originally, he thought it was troublesome and was ready to stop, but who would have thought that this group of guys got together.

No way, they were all so kindly invited.It's really unreasonable not to beat them up.

"Sure enough, only when you fight with Jackie Chan and the others, will you have that strange feeling of restraint."

Xia Wuji picked up the drink beside him, took a sip, and showed a thoughtful expression.

In the past half a month, he has met martial artists who are more powerful than Jackie Chan and Dad.

In the absence of using real strength, it can be solved with three punches and two kicks.

But when fighting against Jackie Chan and Lao Goat, it often takes more and stronger strength to achieve the effect of "three punches and two kicks".

"Maybe it's because of this world."

Xia Wuji was speculating.

This is a world of balance between yin and yang, where black qi and righteous qi are at odds with each other.

In ancient times, demons born from black air enslaved all life in the world and ruled over them.

Then, the prosperity must decline, and the extremes of things must be reversed.The righteous counterattack led to the legendary eight undead gods, who sealed the eight demons and exiled them in hell.

Righteousness prevails.

Of course, righteousness can't escape the fate of prosperity and decline, and black energy will continue to counterattack.

So with the help of the other seven demons, the Holy Lord escaped from hell and enslaved the world again.

The follow-up is a story of various positive and negative confrontations, and the righteousness and blackness are constantly circulating to maintain the balance of yin and yang in the world.

Black air can never be eliminated. Whenever a demon is eliminated, a new representative of the demon must appear.

But now, this era is full of righteousness and prosperity, and black energy is falling into a deep sleep.

Righteousness favors Jackie Chan, Dad, and Xiaoyu, so they can often defeat those powerful demons in history in incredible ways.

In other words, Jackie Chan and the others are the sons of luck, a group of sons of luck.

Fighting with them, the righteousness in the dark will even force the opponent's mind and make him make irrational choices.

"It's a troubled world."

Now that righteousness is flourishing, Jackie Chan and the others are favored by righteousness and can easily defeat the devil.

But for someone like Xia Wuji who is not favored, if he faces demons like the Holy Master, it will not be so easy.

Xia Wuji shook his head, picked up the remote control, and turned on the TV, his eyes lit up.

There is an advertisement for an auction house on TV, and there is an old desk lamp on the advertisement, and a round object is inlaid under the lamp holder of the desk lamp.

If you read correctly, this is a spell, and it is also an extremely important one in the spell.

— Rat Charm!

It represents the power of life, which can endow static dynamics and enable non-living things to have life and action capabilities.

To put it simply, with it, the wife of Two-dimensional can come back to life and become three-dimensional, which is simply an artifact for nerds.

"Speaking of which, this spell should be especially important to the Holy Master," Xia Wuji touched his chin.

Without the Rat Charm, the Holy Master is just a sand sculpture.

And once it gets the rat charm, it will get a flesh and blood body and can move freely.

You must know that even if the Holy Master has no other spells, its physical strength comparable to the bull spell, and the "fire" that can breathe fire at any time are very powerful and terrifying.

Even the little devil dragon who has absorbed the demonic energy of the eight great demons has only a slight upper hand.

"Dragon charm plus mouse charm, I don't know if it can be exchanged from the sand sculpture dragon to the rumored "Golden Rooster King's Lost Treasure"."

Xia Wuji muttered to himself.

Although he exchanged the gold bars he robbed halfway into banknotes, it was far from enough to complete the first mission.

He also needs more money.

……

(End of this chapter)