The more points you add, the stronger you become. Dou Di is not my upper limit!

Chapter 50 Kill them

Behind the leaves, the man in gray clothes stared at Lin Xiu, and suddenly his shoulder was tapped.

"Brother, why did you hit me?" The man in gray clothes was a little confused, covering his shoulders.

"The opportunity you wanted has come. Go ahead and kill them." The middle-aged man tapped Lin Xiu's side with his chin.

"Me?" The man in gray pointed at himself and forced a very forced smile, with beads of sweat sliding down his cheeks. "Brother, can I take back those words?"

Seeing Lin Xiu's palm just now, the man in gray robe felt that if it fell on him, he would definitely not be able to stop it with his strength as a six-star fighter.

"waste."

Seeing his look like this, the middle-aged man became very angry and opened the leaves, "Forget it, I'll do it myself, you can follow!"

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man had already rushed out.

He had been watching and could see clearly that Lin Xiu was injured now, which was the best opportunity to deal with him.

……

"Brother Xiu, are your injuries serious?" Linton stood beside him at a loss, his eyes scanning Lin Xiu's bloody right arm, very worried.

"You go make dinner." Lin Xiu waved his hand, Lin Xiu knew his physical condition very well.

Although it looked miserable, it was actually just a skin injury. The only serious injury was the kick he received just now, which shocked his internal organs.

However, this does not affect it. After a night's rest, you will be back to your full strength tomorrow.

Looking back at the slap just now, Lin Xiu found that he was a little reckless and overconfident.

There is still a big gap between fighters and fighters.

"The man obviously didn't use all his strength before taking action, but I tried my best, but I couldn't even hurt him."

Lin Xiu recalled the collision just now, and the opponent's fighting spirit was like a majestic sea, which dispersed his fighting spirit.

"Fortunately, I added my physique before. Otherwise, I might have been blown away by his fighting spirit instead of being kicked away by him."

Because it was his first time fighting against a Dou Master, Lin Xiu was not sure what kind of Dou Master the opponent was.

Therefore, Lin Xiu speculated that with 20 points of constitution, his physical strength would be close to that of a nine-star fighter or a newly promoted one-star fighter.

"In the past, adding some physical fitness can eliminate physical fatigue. I haven't had any internal injuries before, so I don't know if it will work."

Thinking of this, Lin Xiu had no shortage of attribute points, and with a thought, he added a little to his physique.

In the body, a chill emerged from the limbs and bones and spread to the entire body.

"It seems to be working." Lin Xiu found that his body was burning, and the throbbing pain was reduced by half.

He added a little more.

Immediately, Lin Xiu's physique reached 22, and the strange feeling in his body quickly disappeared, and the pain from his previous tear in his arm also disappeared.

"After adding some physical strength, it seems to repair the body, eliminate fatigue, and resolve scars caused by tears and collisions."

Lin Xiu's eyes flashed with joy. Although he could not restore his fighting spirit, allowing his body to recover could be regarded as a means of counterattack.

Increasing your physical fitness can increase your own strength.

If my physical fitness value exceeds 1000 in the future, can I kill Dou Huang with one punch?
  Whizzing!

In the quiet woods, the sound of leaves rubbing together suddenly sounded, as if something was moving back and forth.

Lin Xiu looked in the direction of the sound, and two running figures came into view.

"Brother Xiu, it's the same group of people from before." Halfway through dinner, Linton walked quickly to Lin Xiu's side with a worried look on his face.

He had seen that group of people before and noted down their appearance.

"Boy, are you surprised? To tell you the truth, I was with you all the way." The middle-aged man stood ten steps away from Lin Xiu with a gloomy look on his face.

"If you are wise, hand over all the valuables on your body, kneel down and die, and we can leave a whole body for you." The man in gray robe, supported by his elder brother, said with a sneer. Hearing what the two of them said, Lin Xiu suddenly felt like he was being watched. No wonder he always felt like he was being watched before. It turned out that it was not his fault.

"Brother Xiu, what should I do? You are injured. How about I leave cover and you go first." Linton lowered his voice and glanced at the two people opposite him with alert eyes.

"Run? Do you think it's possible?" The man in gray robe sneered.

"No need to run, the two of them can only use two sword skills at most." They didn't feel much pressure from them, and Lin Xiu acted very relaxedly.

"It's shameless. We all watched the battle just now. You were injured and you still want to show off." The man in gray robe pointed at Lin Xiu and spoke quickly.

"Then give it a try." With a clang, Lin Xiu drew his sword and pointed the tip of the sword diagonally at the ground.

The man in gray robe shrank his neck and retreated behind the middle-aged man, "Brother, I angered him. The anger is so intense that the injuries inside his body must be more serious."

"Get out of here." Pushing the gray-robed man away, the middle-aged man didn't bother to listen to his chatter. He shouted low and rushed towards Lin Xiu.

Two daggers slipped out of his sleeves and were held by the middle-aged man.

Ding Ding Ding!
  The weapons collided, and Lin Xiu fought with the opponent with his sword. The middle-aged man was very cautious. Every time he attacked, he maintained an attack and a defense. Even if he saw Lin Xiu injured, he did not become careless.

"Flying flowers and leaves!"

Lin Xiu flipped his wrist and drew out the sword flower. Although he was dazzled, he was very precise and passed through the gap of the dagger several times.

After a few breaths, the middle-aged man received several shallow wounds on his face with sword blades, and blood flowed from them.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened. He was hurt by a raw melon egg on the face. He seemed to be angered. He reversed the dagger, jammed the long sword, and quickly approached Lin Xiu's hand holding the sword.

Swish!
  Facing the dagger that swept towards him, Lin Xiu let go of the hand holding the sword, tilted his head back, and watched the dagger slide over the tip of his nose.

With one hand on the ground, when the middle-aged man stabbed himself with a dagger, Lin Xiu kicked him out first.

"Shattered Mountain!"

With a low shout, Lin Xiu's kicked foot hit the middle-aged man's shoulder with the sound of wind, shaking him.

The middle-aged man took a few steps back and steadied himself, with a flash of shock in his eyes. He was frightened by Lin Xiu's quick response.

He used this move to disarm him and it worked repeatedly. With his strength as an eight-star fighter, he would sometimes encounter a one- or two-star fighter. As long as he took the opportunity to get close, he would gain something.

This was the first time he had failed since he had mastered disarming, and the target was still a young man.

"Brother actually missed it. Fortunately, I didn't hit him before." The man in gray robe felt frightened because he almost followed in Li Si's footsteps.

When the sword fell to the ground, Lin Xiu simply refused to pick it up and rushed towards the middle-aged man in a few steps, with waves of low thunder coming from his palm.

"Take a thunder palm from me!"

Lightning flashed in the palm of his hand, and the middle-aged man took a step to the side. The palm that originally fell to his chest finally hit him on the shoulder.

The clothes on his shoulders were blown to pieces, and the electric arc danced into the middle-aged man's shoulders, and his hair stood up.

"Were your previous injuries a lie?" The middle-aged man found that Lin Xiu was in very good condition, and it didn't look like he had suffered internal injuries at all.

"A dead person doesn't need to know so much." Lin Xiu gathered his strength and prepared to take down the opponent.

"Five-star fighter, I really think I'm destined to be defeated." The middle-aged man sensed his strength from Lin Xiu's fighting spirit.

Raising his hand to block Lin Xiu's kick, the middle-aged man's right hand formed into a palm, his skin suddenly turned red as blood, and he slapped Lin Xiu.

"Full of blood!"

Finding that he couldn't avoid it, Lin Xiu raised his left hand, expanded his arm, and held up his clothes.

After receiving a slap, Lin Xiu lowered his left arm and felt a cold force pouring into his body. With a groan, he hit the middle-aged man's chest with another Thunder Palm with his right hand.

The two of them took a few steps back at the same time. The middle-aged man spit out a mouthful of blood and stared at Lin Xiu for a second. He turned around and jumped a few times before disappearing into the woods.

(End of this chapter)