Chapter 123: The Real Dragon Bites, if You Don't Talk About Reason, Then Talk About Physics, and Then Talk About Reason After Talking About Physics (4K)

"What, are you trying to hit and run?"

Xiahou Shen didn't care when his shoulder was pressed. He just gathered all his strength and gathered it in his shoulder. With a shake, the strength suddenly exploded.

His strength was close to the level of professional fifth stage in terms of power. Although it was not full force, it was enough to shatter the palm of an ordinary person.

It was a small lesson for this ignorant person.

However, to his surprise, the palm did not move at all.

The exploding strength was like a drop in the ocean. The moment it touched the palm, it disappeared without a trace and without a sound.

If it weren't for the accelerated blood flow caused by the running strength still remaining in his body, he almost thought he had made a mistake and didn't use his strength.

'No, it's a master. '

Realizing that it was not good, Xiahou Shen reacted immediately and stretched out his hand to hold the slender palm pressed on his shoulder.

Xue Jing originally just wanted this man to stay and discuss compensation with the talkative driver. He was at the stage of trying to reason.

But this man seemed to be very resistant to compensation and even used force to attack.

Then Xue Jing was too lazy to pretend to be civilized.

He went straight into the stage of physics.

With the force, the real dragon quickly took shape in his body, and poured into his palm with a roar, and white waves visible to the naked eye appeared on his five slender jade fingers.

The white waves vaguely showed the appearance of a dragon head, and its upper and lower rows of sharp dragon teeth overlapped with Xue Jing's five fingers.

The five fingers, comparable to fine steel, suddenly clenched.

Dragon-shaped Qi, the real dragon bites!

"Crack--"

The five fingers were like sharp dragon teeth, and they penetrated into the opponent's shoulder and collarbone like nails, making a crackling sound.

A ball of flesh was squeezed out of the clavicle of his shoulder, the bones were broken, the bone spurs pierced the skin, and two rows of deep blood holes were left where the five fingers penetrated, as if they had been bitten by some large beast.

"Good trick!"

Under the severe pain of broken tendons and broken bones, Xiahou Shen's face changed slightly, knowing that the person behind him had profound skills and had reached the level of manifesting Qi Jin, and he could not compete with him in strength.

He made a quick decision, his face became fierce, and he endured the pain and forcibly pulled his shoulder out of the other party's iron-like palm.

"Swish——"

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and a large piece of the shoulder was directly torn off under the pulling.

Such decisiveness, even Xue Jing's pupils shrank slightly at his own cruel move, feeling unexpected and unable to predict it, so his movements stagnated slightly and slowed down by a beat.

Xiahou Shen knew that this move was a perfect opportunity to counterattack at the cost of serious injuries, so he did not hesitate and immediately ignited his internal energy.

In the fight between masters, every second counts. The killing moves of the school of martial arts he practiced all require a certain amount of time to accumulate power, but it was too late to use them at this time.

Therefore, he could only use his strength as much as possible in a very short time, and according to the height of the opponent inferred when the palm pressed on his shoulder, he predicted the position of the opponent's neck and turned around to swing a backhand swinging punch.

Although it was not a killing move, he was confident that even a fifth- or sixth-stage master who had successfully trained his internal organs would be at least half dead if he was hit in the neck by his swinging punch.

If the school of martial arts he practiced was not well protected, it was possible that he would be killed with one blow.

Even if he was able to react and defend, he would have the advantage of attacking first, and then he would have his own combo to follow up, and would not let the opponent have the opportunity to counterattack.

As an experienced professional martial arts player, he has participated in many competitions and has rich practical experience. He will never let his opponent have a chance to fight back.

When he turned around in a flash, Xiahou Shen also saw the appearance of the person behind him.

To his surprise, it was not the young man or even middle-aged man he imagined, but a young man with a childish face, obviously not yet an adult.

'Another genius? Are you here to participate in the U19... The quality of this U19 is too high. It's just a knockout match in one of the cities. In addition to those few, there is actually such a monster...'

'At this age, he has trained his strength to this point. I guess he is the type who spends all his energy in the early stage to lay the foundation and will only get involved in actual combat in the later stage...'

'Not to be feared. '

Xiahou Shen's thoughts were flying, but his hands did not slow down at all. He punched the boy's neck with a punch that exploded with internal strength.

"Bang!"

After a loud bang like a big hammer hitting a steel plate, Xiahou Shen's pupils suddenly shrank to the extreme.

"How is it possible!?"

This punch, powerful enough to break metal and iron, landed on the boy's seemingly fragile neck, but it did not move at all.

It was as if he had not hit a person at all, but a towering pine tree that had stood for thousands of years and had never been shaken by wind and rain.

The subsequent combo that was originally expected was stuck because of this result that was completely beyond his cognition.

Before Xiahou Shen could recover from the shock, a hand grabbed his neck at a speed that he could not understand, and lifted him up into the air.

The strong and powerful Qi flowed from the palm into his neck, locking several key force-generating parts of his body. Because his neck was pinched and his trachea was blocked, he could not mobilize his strength through breathing, so Xiahou Shen lost his ability to resist and was lifted up in the air, freezing.

"Good idea, decisive response, and fast speed."

"It's just that the strength is a little bit lacking."

Xue Jing looked at the man pinched in his palm and said in a steady tone.

On his neck, the dense dragon scale marks slowly faded.

"Huh..."

Xiahou Shen stared at Xue Jing. His neck was pinched, and he could only make hoarse and meaningless sounds and couldn't speak.

He had many doubts in his heart.

The scale-like thing on the boy's neck should be some kind of defensive killer move. How did he use it in such a short time?

Also, at the moment when his backhand punch was about to hit, he seemed to see a layer of black, leather-like substance suddenly appear on the opponent's neck...

Is it an illusion?

It took a long time to talk, but it only took less than a few seconds for the two to talk and fight.

Two figures rushed out from the hotel gate, one of them was a middle-aged man. He saw Xiahou Shen being held in the air by Xue Jing's throat, and his face suddenly changed. He said anxiously:

"Friend, let's talk it over! Don't be impulsive!"

Xue Jing turned his head and unexpectedly found that the person next to the middle-aged man who was talking was the short boy he had seen in the port waiting hall before.

Recalling the news he had seen on his sister's mobile phone before, his name seemed to be... Du Mingluan?

"It's you!"

Du Mingluan looked at Xue Jing in shock.

A few hours ago, this damn dog thing knocked him and Kou Chengjian unconscious, and even made them lie in a hug with evil fun.

Damn it!

Du Mingluan blushed on the spot and wanted to go up and fight with Xue Jing immediately.

"Mingluan, what are you doing!?" The middle-aged man saw that he was not right and immediately reached out to stop him.

Du Mingluan gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Li, this person is just now..."

Uncle Li heard this and understood why Du Mingluan was like this. He shook his head and said solemnly:

"No, Xiahou is in his hands now, don't be impulsive..."

At this time, another person walked out of the hotel.

That was a woman who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, wearing a black martial arts uniform, with wheat-colored skin, knotted muscles all over her body, and stretched the loose clothes tight... woman?

Xue Jing looked at her with some curiosity.

Although it was not obvious, there were indeed some bulges on her chest that did not look like pectoral muscles. Although her face had tough muscle lines, her overall facial features were feminine, and her hair was long to her waist.

After the muscular woman came out, she also saw Xiahou Shen's current situation, and her face showed surprise.

"Friend, let's talk it over. What conflict did Xiahou have with you? It shouldn't be fatal, right? Let's talk it over..." The middle-aged man, Uncle Li, spoke cautiously, fearing to irritate Xue Jing.

The taxi driver was leaning over the cab, looking inside, looking at these "supermen" with curiosity and fear.

Xue Jing smiled and said, "It's not a big deal... This man hit the driver's car and wanted to run without discussing compensation and responsibility. I just tried to persuade him a little, but I didn't expect things to turn out like this."

Hearing this, the muscular woman suddenly looked embarrassed, and she raised her hand and said:

"This... I should also be partly responsible."

Completely inconsistent with her appearance, her voice was actually a sweet and moving girl's voice.

Xue Jing was stunned by this contrast.

He nodded to the woman and said with a smile: "In that case, you should come over and discuss with the driver... Sister, what's your name?"

Sister?

The woman looked strange. This was the first time that someone called her sister after seeing her appearance without knowing her...

However, because Xue Jing's attitude towards her was very novel and he looked good, although she was not interested in matters between men and women, she could not help but have some good feelings for him.

"Yin Muhu."

The woman said.

Xue Jing nodded and said with a smile: "Nice name, my name is Xue Jing."

Uncle Li next to him said: "Mr. Xue, Miss Yin, the fault is entirely on Xia Hou. We will take responsibility and compensate the driver in full... As a martial artist, we don't know each other until we fight. There is no blood feud. I think Xia Hou should have learned enough lessons. How about leaving it at that?"

His attitude was quite sincere. Xue Jing didn't care. Since he was willing to compensate the loss of the talkative driver, let's leave it at that.

"Look, if you want to get involved, it's better to be honest and reasonable. Why bother to make trouble?"

Xue Jing shook his head.

Xia Hou Shen: "..."

The iron-like hand loosened, and Xia Hou Shen, who was being dragged like a chicken, fell to the ground.

He supported himself with one hand and covered his throat with the other, coughing non-stop, with blood pouring from his shoulder.

Within two seconds, after he recovered his breath, his strength was re-circulated, and the wound on his shoulder gradually moved and sealed, and no more blood came out.

"By the way, Sister Yin, how did this guy offend you?"

Xue Jing turned to ask Yin Muhu.

Although he didn't know the specific details, he had already determined that it was definitely this guy named Xiahou who took the initiative to cause trouble.

"Sister Yin..."

Hearing this address, Yin Muhu's mouth moved, a little speechless, and two huge arms like cow thighs hugged him, and the whole person almost grew a size bigger.

She said calmly:

"He tried to flirt with me, but I kicked him away."

"Is that so?"

Xue Jing pinched his chin and looked at Xia Houshen: "Sure enough, the responsibility is entirely yours."

Uncle Li saw that the atmosphere in the field had eased, and he was relieved. He walked to the damaged car and began to discuss compensation with the driver.

At first, the driver shook his head fearfully to indicate that he didn't need it, but after some tug-of-war and Xue Jing's words, he happily accepted the money that far exceeded the cost of repairs.

After thanking Xue Jing profusely, the driver called a tow truck, towed the car to the repair shop, and got on the tow truck and left.

After the matter was resolved, Uncle Li smiled at Xue Jing and said:

"Mr. Xue, may I ask which famous family your master came from? How could he train such a talent like you?"

Xue Jing glanced at him and said, "Qingcheng, Canglong Dojo."

"Canglong?" Uncle Li pondered for a moment.

Then he suddenly realized, "So that's it, he is the disciple of the 'Dragon King'? It's true that a famous teacher produces a good student..."

Xue Jing waved his hand, "Okay, no more nonsense, I have an appointment, so let's say goodbye."

Uncle Li wanted to chat with this young genius for a while, but seeing that the other party really didn't want to talk more, he had to give up.

Xue Jing turned to look at Yin Muhu and asked curiously: "Sister Yin, are you here to participate in U19 as well?"

Yin Muhu nodded first, then couldn't help asking: "Why do you call me sister?"

Xue Jing thought for a while after hearing this, and shook his head and said: "I don't know, it's just an inexplicable intuition, I feel that you should be younger than me."

Although they have only known each other for a short time, some people feel that they can make friends with each other as soon as they meet.

Xue Jing feels that he and this older sister who looks very secure are quite compatible.

"I was born in October 250." Yin Muhu crossed her arms and said in a sweet girl's voice with a very contrasting voice.

Xue Jing said, "I was born in June of the same year... See, I am older than you."

Yin Muhu seemed a little dissatisfied: "Even if I am younger than you, I don't have to be called sister, right?"

Xue Jing shook his head and smiled, "It's just a name. If you don't like it, just change it."

"It's not that I don't like it, I just feel weird..."

As they talked, they walked into the Yunlu Hotel.

Uncle Li, Xiahou Shen and Du Mingluan looked at their backs in silence.

After a long time, Uncle Li said:

"This Xue Jing... is amazing."

He glanced at Du Mingluan, and some things were not easy to say to his face.

"I will beat him on the court." Du Mingluan said lightly.

Xiahou Shen touched his shoulder and grimaced in pain:

"Come on, you and Kou Chengjian were just hung up and beaten at the dock, stop bragging."

"That was because Kou Chengjian was too much of a hindrance, and I was careless at the time..."

"Haha, as long as you are happy."

Xiahou Shen laughed.

"Uncle Li, Doctor Zhang is in Fengcheng, right? You have a lot of connections, please make an appointment for me... Otherwise, my shoulder will be broken. How did that guy train? He is like a monster, how can he be so strong?"

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