Chapter 24 Metabolism

The moon was bright in the sky.

On the lonely and cold streets, pedestrians and vehicles occasionally drove by. When they saw something unusual, they would turn around and leave.

In this world where warriors are rampant, the secret for ordinary people to live long is to mind their own business.

Qi Sui pursed his lips tightly, his face was firm, and he hid his fists behind his waist. Even in such a dangerous situation, there was no fear in his eyes.

Instead, there was a kind of... excitement trembling.

The blood was boiling, and the aggressive genes in the warrior's bones were stimulated little by little.

Since you have embarked on the path of martial arts, you will inevitably fight with others. Unlike the situation on the ring, tonight is a real life-and-death fight.

If you win, you can live, and if you lose, you will die. This is the "romance" of a warrior.

"My friends, I am just an ordinary, low-key, law-abiding high school student. I have no grudges against you. If you want money, just ask. Why do you have to fight so hard?"

"We want something, but I'm afraid you won't give it to us."

The man in black stood about one meter away from the boy. He was not in a hurry to take action, but rubbed the iron rod with his palm, his eyes seemed to be sizing up the prey: "We need your heart, a fresh heart, are you willing to give it to me?"

"It seems that I am unlucky and was chosen by you, right?" Qi Sui was silent.

The man in black grinned and said, "Yes, a heart like yours, a young martial arts student with a strength close to the entry level, is the favorite treasure of Lord Mo Liao Si Xiao!"

Mo Liao Si Xiao?

Qi Sui always felt that this name seemed to have been heard somewhere before.

The man with brass knuckles jumped onto a wall, watched the nearby movements, and said indifferently: "No. 97, don't talk nonsense about the adults. You should quickly deal with this kid. If you continue to drag him, it will be bad to provoke the group of bastards from the National Security Bureau."

"It doesn't matter. How can a young boy who has not yet entered the stage escape from our hands?"

The man with the iron rod realized that he had let the cat out of the bag.

He took a step forward, suddenly raised the iron rod high, and chopped it down at Qi Sui's head, showing a grim smile and cruelty: "Little bastard, dare to trick me, wait for death!"

The iron rod was heavy and whistled with a tearing air.

"Mountain Moving Breathing Method!"

The fight was in a flash.

Qi Sui breathed like a giant elephant, and the slightly cool air rushed into his lungs, causing his chest to swell slightly. At this moment, the muscles of his whole body were activated, and his body outline expanded.

He took a step to the side, and the iron rod brushed his cheek, making a sharp sound. Then he did not retreat but moved forward, pressing towards the black-clothed man's arms.

"Hit!"

Lightning and flint!

The black-clothed man knew something was wrong when the iron rod was dodged, but Qi Sui's action was too fast, and a heavy punch hit the left side of the ribs, and the whole man flew back several meters as if hit by a truck.

Even with the strong muscles as a buffer, the punch force of more than 2,000 pounds still shattered the bones in the body.

"Be careful, the information about this kid's strength is wrong, at least the second stage of strength!"

The black-clothed man collapsed to the ground, holding his ribs. He was careless and was crippled by a blow.

"You are very well hidden. Among the talented martial arts high school students in Qinhai City, I have never heard of someone like you!" The bald man's eyes showed surprise, and he couldn't help complaining about how Sun Rong did things?

It just so happened that he had no missions recently, otherwise the prey might have escaped.

The other man with a knife reacted very quickly.

The biting cold tore through the night, and it rushed towards Qi Sui's neck like a ghost demanding his life: "Brothers, let's do it together!"

Squeak——

Qi Sui dodged quickly enough, but the sharp blade still cut an arc on his neck, and blood oozed out.

If it was a few centimeters deeper, he would have been a corpse.

But he couldn't be afraid, and many sticks and machetes came towards his body.

Street fights are dangerous environments that most warriors are unwilling to face, especially this kind of one-on-many fights. Even if the strength is much higher, they may be killed in the chaos.

[Focus] lv1, start!

The emotions of fear and panic were forcibly stripped away.

Qi Sui's thoughts became as quiet as water, leaving only the most extreme and primitive fighting instinct. In his eyes, the world seemed to have pressed the slow key.

In a flash, he figured out the best way to deal with it.

Regardless of his injuries, he intercepted two daggers that were heading straight for his vitals.

Willow Leg Chop!

Kick with a raised knee, all in one breath.

Bang!

"Ah, my goodness!"

The weakest man in black covered his crotch in pain. He could feel his two testicles burst apart by the kick, and he fell to the ground wailing and twitching.

"Tiger Pounce Step, Upgrade!"

lv4→lv5!

As the only step-based martial art he had, Qi Sui used skill points to upgrade it to the same level as his professional level.

A slight tingling sensation came from his legs, and the hot power was injected into his muscles, making them harder and harder, as if he had experienced a period of hard training day and night.

"Agility +1!"

The whole process took less than a second.

Qi Sui seized the opportunity, and the power of his legs burst out. He flipped forward and his body was like a slippery loach, rushing out from the crowd.

But there were still many knives and sticks on his back, and a large area of ​​his back muscles were bruised, and blood gushed out.

"Life force -13!"

However, this was the best result calculated in Qi Sui's mind.

If he hadn't had that little bit of agility improvement, he would have been chopped into meat paste.

Second stage?

So what if it was second stage!

After all, he was still a mortal body, and the so-called muscle defense was still as fragile as thin paper when facing a sharp blade.

[Self-healing] lv1, activated!

A mysterious green light appeared in his body, and the back injury was slowly healing.

A quick battle must be resolved!

When the two skills were used, his mental strength dropped rapidly. If he dragged on, he would faint here without waiting for the opponent to attack.

"Such a young second-stage martial arts student can get a huge reward from the adults. The opportunity for brothers to make a fortune is right in front of us. We must not let him run away."

The man with a knife followed him like a shadow.

The blade was sharp and tricky, like a sinister venomous snake, waiting for a chance to kill in one attack after another.

Qi Sui picked up an iron rod with his toes, just dodging and resisting. It seemed that he was retreating step by step, but in fact his steps were not disordered.

The dagger collided with the iron rod, splashing dazzling sparks.

Qi Sui was holding a blunt weapon, but he still felt the heavy and fierce power coming through the dagger, and his tiger's mouth was numb.

This person's strength is also very strong in the second stage!

"Now!"

The man with a knife suddenly shouted, using the breathing method to the extreme.

The force that penetrated the dagger increased to a higher level, and it actually directly swung away the iron rod that Qi Sui was protecting on his chest.

The younger brothers behind him cooperated tacitly, and an iron rod was thrown at the boy's chest without mercy.

"Hiss——"

"Life force -16!"

Qi Sui was directly smashed onto the police car, and the impact caused the hood to press down a large range of grooves. He covered the injured part of his chest, his muscles were obviously injured, and there was a faint taste of blood in his mouth.

If it weren't for the Giant Elephant Moving Mountain Kung Fu that would improve a certain degree of physical defense, he would have taken this stick head-on, and I don't know how many bones would have been broken.

The knife-wielding man was experienced and knew the principle of taking advantage of your illness to kill you. The whole person flew over like a black eagle, and the dagger brought frost and stabbed straight into the throat.

"But... it's not over yet!"

"Metabolism lv1", start!

Qi Sui, who was stiff on the hood of the car, had his heartbeat speed up suddenly, blood rushing in his body, his internal organs contracting sharply, his fair complexion was filled with an unnatural blood red, and every pore opened wantonly, exhaling hot mist.

This feeling...

Strength, agility, reaction and other aspects have been significantly improved.

The manic and excited emotions rushed into his mind like a tide, and this wonderful taste was like the pleasure of love, intoxicating.

The blow that was sure to win was dodged by a millimeter, and the dagger stabbed fiercely on the hood.

"What a quick reaction!"

The man's pupils shrank suddenly, and before he could react, he saw Qi Sui stand up like a ghost, swinging the iron rod towards his head.

He instinctively raised the dagger to resist.

"Crack!"

An incredible scene appeared.

The dagger made of fine iron was smashed into pieces by the violent force, and the iron rod continued to move forward, hitting the man's forehead hard, and the entire head was sunken.

"Wow, such a strong force."

This was the last thought that came to his mind before he fainted.

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