We agreed to become a physical Martial Saint, but you became a mecha Martial Saint?

Chapter 70 Situation ()

Bah tah tah...

The sound of hurried footsteps densely surrounded the five-story small hotel.

It was already getting dark outside, and it was obvious that the person who gave the action instructions wanted to catch the people inside by surprise.

Cars one after another surrounded the front, rear, left and right exits of the hotel, completely isolating the place from the outside world.

In the gloomy sky, a middle-aged man with a cold face stared intensely at the French window on the third floor of the hotel.

Ansius felt calm. He knew that sooner or later, the Federation Central Committee would line up people to come, but what he didn't expect was the giant spirit sect, the leader of the northern sect.

"This time it is Sith, the leader of the Four Spirits. Everyone, please pay attention."

Ansius turned around and whispered to the few southern martial arts masters standing around him, and the two of them, Kubakuru, were also among them.

A fat middle-aged man next to him responded with a smile, "There are so many of us, no matter how genius the Sith is, he can't defeat us in one fell swoop, right?"

The four or five martial arts masters around him nodded in agreement after hearing this. Obviously, they did not believe that a young man in his early twenties could achieve the martial arts strength described.

Ansius watched everyone's reaction without saying a word. Although he had never seen Sith take action, he still remembered clearly what Zhou Linchen had said about him.

"He ranks second among northern martial arts masters."

He didn't know who was number one, but he was the second in half of the martial arts world, and it was full of gold.

wrong.

Ansius suddenly noticed that so many of them surrounded the hotel, but there was no sound from the hotel room.

Did he run away?

Still don't care about these people?

Combining the previous associations, Ansius's heart slowly sank, and he gritted his teeth slightly and raised his hand to give an order.

"Everyone shoot!"

Circle after circle of Qiang Wuhui disciples started shooting at the hotel with machine guns, and some even carried rocket launchers.

"bang bang bang"

The sound of bullets and shells hitting walls and hotel objects was endless.

Smoke was everywhere, and the hotel suddenly became a mess.

Countless munitions were projected into the black hole of the third-floor window of the hotel, but none of them exploded, as if there was a huge mouth of the abyss that could swallow everything.

"Master! What to do next?"

Seeing that the prepared shot had no effect, a heavily armed disciple ran over to ask.

"Keep shooting, use rocket launchers and everything else until all the ammunition is used up!"

Ansius ordered loudly, he did not believe that anyone could withstand the shells for so long.

"bang"

As he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly rushed out of the room and rushed towards the people standing.

Standing at the front were a dozen Qiang Wuhui disciples holding rifles. Before they could react, a blue energy expanded and opened, and the figure shuttled among the people who were blown away.

More than a dozen people groaned one after another and were punched, flying backwards and hitting the walls of different stores on the street. Their postures were different, but most of the disciples had already passed out.

There were only two or three disciples who had successfully mastered the technique and vomited out a large mouthful of blood, which spread red on the ground.

At the exit on the first floor of the hotel, a handsome young man slowly stood up. He was wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Giant Spirit Sect and looked at the people in front of him with a cold face.

"Miccia, one of the Four Spirits?"

Ansius couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this young man for the first time. Only Michia among the three had such strength, so how strong would the Sith be?

Yes, Ansius actually felt a strong sense of threat from Micia, which shows that Micia is probably stronger than him. If they fight one-on-one, it is very likely that he can kill him. .

Several martial arts masters nearby quietly and slowly gathered around. The layman watched the excitement, while the expert watched the door. Just the skill that Michia showed just now is destined to be that he is not an ordinary master.

"I originally wanted to make friends with you, the host, but I didn't expect this unique welcome ceremony to be so grand..."

Michiappi smiled, and his cold words spread throughout the streets.

"Why are you here alone, where are the Sith? I remember that there are four people in the Four Spirits of the Giant Spirit Sect?"

"Why are you alone now?"

Ansius narrowed his eyes slightly to form a thin line, but his voice seemed generous.

In fact, he just wanted to force the Sith out, so he asked this question.

But it was okay not to mention this. As soon as he mentioned this, Micia's face suddenly darkened, and he looked very unsightly.

"Isn't the news of Felix's death already known to everyone? Besides, he was killed by your biggest ally Zhou Linchen. Now you are asking me where the four people representing the Four Spirits are?"

"Since you have the confidence to say such things, let me see what gives you the courage!"

Before he could finish his words, Michia suddenly kicked off his feet, and rushed towards him as fast as an arrow. All the passing Qiangwuhui disciples were knocked upside down the moment they came into contact.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!"

A series of sounds of fists colliding with metal were heard, and the firearms in the hands of most of the Qiangwu Association disciples were shattered by one punch. Only some disciples who reacted in time threw their firearms to save their lives.

Behind their front row of disciples, there was a group of disciples who had already put on protective clothing and were waiting here. They were originally used to rush towards the building, but unexpectedly, now it was the other side who came to rush into the formation first.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Suddenly, a shrill scream resounded through the street. A Qiangwuhui disciple suddenly withdrew from the battlefield. His chest had collapsed, and wisps of blood seeped out of his five orifices. It seemed that he had more air coming out and less air coming in. .

The doctors who were prepared at the rear were helpless and had no choice but to carry him to the back and away from the battlefield to avoid secondary damage.

"Get out of the way, let me go!" Kuba, who was standing next to Ansius, had a confused look on his face. He pushed away a row of fully armed disciples in front of several people and rushed towards the center of the battlefield. A wave of Dark golden energy lingered on his fists.

Hearing that the people who were coming for support all made way for a path that could allow people to pass through, Bowser arrived in front of Michia who was covered in blood within a few seconds.

Kuba made a fist with his left hand and punched Micah's waist and abdomen. The index and middle fingers of his right hand came together to form a point, and he stabbed Micah's eyes silently. He had always been a left-hander, and his left hand was extremely powerful as his main attacker. Use it as an auxiliary, hiding a killer move between reality and reality!

This is the second set of martial arts tricks that Kuba is famous for. Once he can hit Michia's eyes, he can instantly penetrate his head to complete the kill.

Bowser has a subtle dark golden aura between his fingers, which helps him speed up his attack.

In this situation where the sky is still dark, it is very likely that the opponent will not be able to see clearly and miscalculate his speed and strength!

Michia, who was fighting in full swing, noticed the big guy immediately, and the two collided in an instant.

"Oh!"

"click"

The dull sound of a punch hitting the flesh appeared in the center of the battlefield. Opposite of this was a small but crisp sound of bone fractures.

Kuba ignored that his right hand had been broken, and bent his left hand upwards, trying to hit Micah's head. Micah's reaction was not unpleasant, and he pushed down with both hands.

With the help of the huge strength of the two people's fight, the two of them jumped back a few steps. Michia's face was pale, and Bowser was clenching his teeth. On his hanging right hand, his two fingers were already limp. Lying on the ground with no shape.

A look of fear flashed across his face, but he didn't expect that he would still be at a disadvantage even though he consumed it first and then made a sneak attack.

"If we fight head-on, I will definitely lose..." Bowser lowered his head and thought.

"Come back, Michia."

Just as the two were preparing for another battle, a faint voice suddenly came from the exit of the hotel door.

(End of this chapter)