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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Six: Shame

"Is it that the sir who wants to defeat others?"

When Zeng Kui heard Jia Song's words, he also understood what the other party wanted to do, but he didn't want to be someone else's sandbag.

"Whatever you think."

Jia Song said with a hint of disdain.

At the same time, he threw his helmet to the guards beside him, and his weapons were removed and they were lightly installed.

"I am a little ignorant of the seriousness of the attack. If I hurt the chief's delicate face, I can't bear the responsibility." Zeng Kui hugged his chest and said teasingly.

When he heard Zeng Kui talk about things with his face, anger rose directly from Jia Song's heart. He annoyed others talking about things with his face. His current achievements are achieved through hard work, not by just one face.

"If you can do this, I will forgive you for not guilty."

Jia Song gritted his teeth and said to Zeng Kui.

"Since this is the case, I will naturally meet the requirements of the superior." Zeng Kui nodded and agreed. Since the other party wanted to fight him, he didn't want to refuse.

However, what he thought was that after he beat the little white face to the point of bruising and swollen, he would just escape from this place because he didn't believe that such a person could keep his promise and let him go.

"Drink!"

Hearing that Zeng Kui agreed to compete with him, Jia Song directly took action and shouted loudly, rushed to Zeng Kui in a few quick steps, and then punched Zeng Kui in the head.

Jia Song did not leave any spare energy at all, and he regarded this battle as a practical battle.

This is not that Jia Song bullies Zeng Kui, but that in Jia Song's perception, all battles must be done with all their strength, so that they can gain the courage to move forward and protect themselves to a greater extent.

"Sir, you're a little slow!"

But Zeng Kui did not dodge, but stood there with one hand, stretched out his hand and held Jia Song's fist, and smiled.

In fact, Jia Song's punch was far from as easy as Zeng Kui showed next, but he could tolerate it.

"I didn't expect that this young man's strength was so strong that he almost couldn't take it down." Zeng Kui thought with some gratitude in his heart.

However, Jia Song looked unbelievable. He used more than ten years of force to use this punch, and the other party simply blocked his fist. Even his master, who was only one step away from the transformation of strength, could not block his attack so easily.

For a moment, Jia Song was silent and there was no next move, which made the surrounding flying tiger riders not know what was going on.

The Flying Tiger Knights have seen Jia Song take action, and even if they go together, it is not enough for their own officials to fight alone.

As a result, the current scene seems to be the boss of his family being controlled by others.

"I didn't expect that your hands are so delicate, sir." Zeng Kui continued to tease Jia Song.

Just now, he saw that the other person's face was tender and made him very angry. He understood that this person should care a lot about his appearance.

Naturally, we must attack the enemy in all aspects.

"You're looking for death."

Sure enough, Jia Song's anger became even deeper when he heard Zeng Kui's words.

Suddenly, Jia Song started to use his full strength to [Yu Shen Ice Cicada Gong], and in an instant his skin became as transparent and white as jade.

Jia Song reached out and directly stepped forward to break Zeng Kui's defense and grabbed Zeng Kui's neck.

However, after Zeng Kui discovered that Jia Song had used real methods, he stepped on the ground hard and retreated five or six meters directly.

He didn't want to fight against Jia Song, who was fully motivated.

After he stood still, he immediately started to use the third level of the Dragon Subduing Tiger Technique. In an instant, he became a little higher. At the same time, the muscles on his body stimulated and supported the Taoist robe.

This is the strongest power that other people can use. Of course, this refers to the power on the path of warrior. He has not used the power that belongs to the ninth-level practitioners entering the Tao.

The next moment, the two of them fought together.

The two of them fought a real man from fist to flesh. Every time they fisted, they would feel a bit ferocious, because pain was inevitable.

Zeng Kui is stronger than Jia Song in terms of strength, but he is not as good as Jia Song in terms of combat awareness, because Zeng Kui has not had a few real battles at all.

When he used zombie bodies, he always won with a crushing attitude, so his combat skills were simply not as good as those of Jia Song who had been trained since childhood and had experienced dozens of actual combat.

However, relying on his strong physical fitness, Zeng Kui can still play evenly with Jia Song. Even if he continues like this, he will lose.

In terms of physical fitness, Jia Song cannot compare with Zeng Kui. How could Jia Song win Zeng Kui with such an injury?

After dozens of punches against each other, Jia Song also understood this point, and then he used a backflip to withdraw from the battle after one punch.

Then he stretched out his right hand and let out a move from the void, and the guard next to him immediately threw a bright silver spear over.

Jia Song held the spear and waved a gun flower very skillfully in his hand, and then prepared to continue fighting with Zeng Kui.

But after seeing this scene, Zeng Kui quickly shouted: "If you can't win, just take a weapon. This is not a fair battle."

"We didn't have any regulations before that we were not allowed to take weapons, and you can also take out your own weapons!"

Jia Song said without blushing at all.

However, before entering the city, Zeng Kui had already hidden his golden gourd hammer with the customers. Although the golden gourd hammer is very easy to use, it is really not very convenient to carry.

When he entered the city, he didn't think about fighting with others.

"Since you don't use weapons, I'm going to get on." Jia Song said, with a spear in his hand, his combat power was at least doubled.

It has been eleven years since he was eight years old, and his gun technique can be said to have reached the level of perfection that he can understand.

Moreover, the spear in his hand is also a rare magic weapon, even the iron plate thicker than his palm can pass through it.

So even if Zeng Kui is so strong, it is useless in front of his spear. He can win this competition by attacking it with just one attack.

Jia Song knew that he was a little unfair this time, but he didn't want to lose, and he lost to an unknown person in front of his subordinates.

No matter what, he must win this battle, but he has decided that he will not take Zeng Kui's life, and he will not make things difficult for Zeng Kui after the competition, and he will all treat it as compensation for his unfair victory.

"Since that's the case, then sir, don't blame me for using some means."

When he was fighting face to face, he didn't want to use his cultivator's abilities, but now the other party is obviously cheating, so he doesn't have to stop.

"If you have any ability, use it! Otherwise, you will have to stay with your gorilla in the prison for a while." Jia Song responded disdainfully.

Then Jia Song rushed towards Zeng Kui with a spear in his hand.

But at this time Zeng Kui had already touched his bag.
Chapter completed!
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