Chapter 53 Shameless Evil

Those elders really couldn't stand it anymore. They stood up and said, "Brother Su, I think this is a little too much, right? If you are angry, just teach him a lesson. Why do you have to destroy all his martial arts?

Zi Ru didn't take the advice of these elders seriously at all, but laughed and said, "It's not my fault. He insisted on not measuring himself and refusing to beg for mercy. For such a stubborn person, we should teach him such a lesson. We major in the power of anger. You are not unaware of this. Once we get angry, we won't take care of anything. This is also understandable for everyone to go to all the Changxiaomen martial arts halls in the world.

Everyone saw that this guy would definitely not listen to anyone's persuasion, so he had to look at the unfortunate end that Cangyi was about to face.

Now, as Cang Yi himself, he really doesn't have the ability to fight back. However, the sword in his hand is still under his protection.

The owner of a sword was actually willing to risk his life to protect the sword, and a powerful power of joy injected into the body of the sword. Now there is no need for Cangyi to stimulate the fighting spirit by himself, and this sword has completed the illusion of the colorful sword spirit.

A beautiful red light appeared on the sword in Cangyi's hand.

This sword stabbed straight to the clear eyebrows. This made Su Qingru not expect it at all, so he had to suddenly withdraw his sword to resist. But here, there is a sword spirit split. When the sword spirit attracted the enemy's attention, the real sword body had attacked the enemy's lower abdomen.

I only heard a scream from Su Qingru, and then looked at the sword in Cang Yi's hand, which had pierced his lower abdomen.

This scene shocked everyone.

It's incredible. No one can believe what happened in front of him. Cang Yi would hurt his opponent so much higher than his own martial arts ability.

Su Qingru also looked at his injury unbelievably and said, "This is absolutely impossible. With my two years of skills, how can I be stabbed by you?

The angry sword spirit on Cang Yi gradually disappeared at this time, and he also slowly recovered his physical strength. This sword is much more meaningful to him than attacking the enemy.

For the first time, he really realized what it is to integrate his body with his weapons. At this time, Cang Yi's mood was very intense. He felt that the energy in his body was increasing. Gradually approaching the feeling of yesterday's training.

At present, it is impossible for the Thunderfire coach to be on the scene. So it is impossible for anyone to help him. There is no doubt that the fighting spirit in this time is completely your own.

However, at this time, other coaches standing next to him couldn't help shaking their heads and saying, "Alas, I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing. With Cangyi's current strength, there is still no possibility of defeating Su Qingru. He just humiliated and humiliated the other party. This humiliation will make the other party even more angry. If the other party left a hand for him last time, the completely angry Qingru will definitely not stop putting this boy to death.

The little elders next to him also became anxious. After all, Cang Yi is the most potential student here at present, and no one wants anything to happen to him. They are not unaware of the style of the martial arts school in Linghe County, and they have never been reasonable. If you kill someone, you will kill them. As long as the people in this family died unexpectedly while learning martial arts, the government will not interfere too much.

Linghe County Martial Arts Museum relies on this angry and unreasonable training mode that its real strength has surpassed that of city-level military officers. Who dares to say that this training mode is wrong?

A young elder said uneasily, "What should I do? Can we only watch this boy die here today?"

Another little elder said, "We have sent someone to ask Coach Leihuo to come back quickly. As for whether this boy can come back before his accident, it can only be seen as this boy's life.

Cangyi doesn't know all the elder's worries now. At present, he is still in the joy of his own martial arts growth.

Although this sword has hit the other party, his power is not great, and the tip of the sword has only lost less than an inch into the opponent's body.

It is indeed extremely angry to let a boy who is less than his own martial arts be stabbed. He is completely crazy. The sword in his hand began to wave violently, "How dare you hurt me? It seems that you really don't want to live. Do you really think I dare not kill you? OK, let you taste it now. The consequences of arrogance will bring you.

The whole martial arts hall kept making violent explosions. Cang Yi was thrown around like a rag bag by a string of explosions. There is no counter-hand power at all.

Everyone present decided this time that Cang Yi must be dead now.

After a violent explosion, the smoke dissipated, and a person lying on the ground was already covered with soot and purple and swollen skin. Cang Yi lay motionless on the ground.

"Zu Qingru, you are a little too much, aren't you? Anyway, you shouldn't kill people in your own martial arts school, right? If this matter spreads, what do you want people from other sects to think of us? The little elder was really angry and finally showed the courage to accuse him.

After hearing this, he had no shame on his face and said with a smile, "You wastes also deserve to call yourself a long smile?" What a joke. In our Linghe County Martial Arts Museum, you country bumpers have already been excluded from our door. Saying that I'm ashamed, you loser really humiliated us. If it's interesting, don't talk nonsense to me, or I will rob your little broken martial arts school today, so as not to dare to cheat here with the reputation of our Changxiaomen martial arts school in the future.

This sentence deeply hurt the hearts of everyone in the martial arts hall. Another little elder said angrily, "Su Qingru, although you are good at martial arts, you are too much. Seriously, if you don't pay attention to your fellow brothers, you just don't pay attention to our long-laughing ancestors.

Qingqing said with a wild smile, "Don't scare me with your ancestors. You scum, you are not good at martial arts. If you don't want to make progress, you always like to criticize our martial arts school in Linghe County and insult us. What if we are evil and crooked? Anyway, it's better than all your loser. We are the ones who really win glory for our ancestors through our strength.

The little elder shook his head helplessly and said, "Our Changxiaomen was founded by morality first and martial arts after. You guys who are rude and unreasonable, and fight a little unhappiness, are so shameless to say that they will win glory for us.

said angrily: "Fass. What do you loser know? So how do you practice the anger power created by Changxiao's ancestor?

This problem is indeed unexplainable. I don't know whether these disciples of Changxiaomen have always been disappointing, or the seven-qing skill created by the ancestors is too profound. For decades, no one has ever realized his true meaning. Therefore, over the years, Changxiaomen has been in a downturn, and few masters have appeared.

Liang ignored the curator of the Linghe County Martial Arts Museum, but one day he seemed to suddenly realize something and led his disciples in his library to practice this skill in a way that was difficult for many people to accept. From then on, the Linghe County Magistrate Laughed at the Martial Arts Museum began to become famous, and even the municipal martial arts school was afraid of them. However, the disciples of this martial arts school also have a bad name.