The power of the mind of beauty

Chapter 231 Follow Tradition
"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Matt pulled hard directly, pulling the old man to himself unexpectedly. At the same time, he lifted his strong thigh suddenly, and bumped his knee against the old man.

The bald old man who was called Master Yizang frowned slightly. Matt's knees had already hit the hands that the old man hastily put on. It was broken by Matt's hard bump, and he immediately backed away with his strength.

However, at this moment, Matt's previously amputated arm stretched out and directly clasped Gunsou's wrist, and the other fist followed immediately, making a muffled bang.

Matt's fist didn't hit Stick because it was blocked again.

A tall man with a strong body suddenly rushed up. His thick arm was directly inserted between Matt and the old man. With a flip of his wrist, he pushed Matt's palm that was tightly holding on to the old man's wrist, and his muscular body stepped forward. Moving forward, the body suddenly turned to the side, and the old man was squeezed away at once. At the same time, the other arm suddenly stretched out, and the powerful big hand directly grabbed Matt's fist. Didn't even shake it.

The muscular man's face was cold, or he actually had a slight facial paralysis. He was looking at Matt with a cold expression at this moment, as if he had been drawn together by his thick and thick eyebrows, and said to Matt indifferently : "You should stop now, it's not too late."

Matt didn't respond to this. He shook his fist, but the muscular man's thick five fingers seemed to be like clamps, which made him unable to break free, so he didn't try to break free, but stepped back with one thigh , holding his fists at his waist, his body was like a drawn bow, suddenly he let out a loud shout, and struck out with a punch!
"Huh!" The muscular man narrowed his eyes, flashed a cold light, and suddenly let out a cold snort, and opened and closed Matt's fist just three minutes before Matt's fist hit his waist and abdomen. The palm of Matt's fist pushed hard, and in an instant, a powerful force was released from his palm, knocking Matt's entire arm away and flying out with the whole person in the air. It took two turns before it fell heavily on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"This is Qi! Master Stone..."

The stick man on the side stared in panic, and couldn't help but stepped forward to look at Matt's situation.

"He's fine." The muscular man called Shishi raised his arm to block the old man, and said in a flat voice, "I'm keeping my hand."

When Gunsou heard this, he didn't doubt it, and nodded.

Master Stone is a master of qigong, who is proficient in the use of qi. His combat power can be regarded as the number one master of the Holy Society, except for the most mysterious Master Yizang. He is also the most loyal, brave and honest person, especially his Never lie.

And sure enough, Matt was about to get up again soon after the end. He didn't seem to feel the numb arm, so he just pulled it casually, and the other palm pushed hard when he turned down, and he got up directly, and said Angrily shouted: "Your war, this is your war!"

Roaring, he rushed towards the stone again, but this time the people present were already prepared, and immediately two ninjas in white pounced on him, punching and kicking, and Matt was pressed to the ground again.

But he still had a look of anger on his face, his body was pressed to the ground, but his neck was lifted up vigorously, and there seemed to be some kind of emotion flashing in his empty eyes at this moment, looking at the stone, the stick man, and the people behind him. Master Zang roared angrily: "You don't belong here, what you bring is only death and blood, and what you rely on is the same power, you are no different from those criminals, you are also killing people, they are even more powerful than you Be frank! You should get out of here! Get out of here!"

"What are you talking about? Our enemies are not those punks you dealt with, they are killers! The most professional and vicious killers! And the real enemies we have to guard against are not these guys..."

"Shut up! Star Dart!" Stone suddenly frowned and shouted, and the ninja in white who held Matt and was called Star Dart instantly realized that he seemed to be talkative and talked too much, and immediately fell silent.

"Ah!" The old man sighed sadly, and said impassionedly to Matt: "Matt, the Holy Society has never been an organization that provokes war. We advocate peace and usually live in seclusion in the mountains, but we must also follow the ancient traditions. , to stop the evil Hand, even at the cost of life!"

"Does Erica need to follow your traditions too?"

The old man's expression darkened when he heard the words, and he sighed after a long time.

Erica was taught by him himself. Like Matt, Erica was also a talent he cultivated for the Holy Society to deal with the Hands. It’s just that he devoted his whole life to the Holy Society. Teaching apprentices is obviously not flattering. Needless to say, Matt, he is extremely resistant to the old man's behavior, and has made an appointment with him a long time ago, even the more obedient Erica is not so worry-free.

Originally, he was very optimistic about Erica, thinking that this decisive child with a little bit of ruthlessness hidden in his temperament would definitely become a sharp spear for them to deal with the Hand, but only after he brought Erica back did he realize that this The spears are a bit too sharp.

During the training process, the darkness hidden in Erica's heart was gradually exposed. The ruthlessness in her temper was not only ruthless, but could even be called vicious, so in the end, Erica was sent out by him again , so Erica is indeed not one of them. However, in the previous battle, this person did not belong to the Holy Society. Can't leave that battlefield anymore.

At this time, Matt's words were undoubtedly a heavy blow to the old man, making him suddenly speechless, and he felt only a burst of uncomfortable guilt for Erica in his heart.

"Hmph!" Matt snorted coldly, continued to struggle, and shouted, "Let me go!"

It's just that the two white-clothed ninjas pressing on him pressed him firmly to the ground, making him unable to struggle.

"Alas!" Master Yizang suddenly sighed, and walked out from behind the stone, seeing Matt's angry face, a trace of sadness flashed across the old face, but he waved his hand and said, "Let him go, let him go .”

The two white-clothed ninjas stood up without any objection, and retreated as promised.

The muscular stone looked back at the old Master Yizang, and when his eyes met, Master Yizang shook his head slightly.

(End of this chapter)