One Punch Man’s Weekend Sale Supermarket Owner - Chapter 184
Chapter 184 . If you can’t support it, give up! (118
184. Give up if you can’t support it!
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Teacher Bangbu let the four disciples who need to fight continue to rest for a while.
Sykes pulled Axel aside, “This time, if you can give up, let’s surrender, that Senior Brother Green Snake is different from Senior Brother Xuanwu…”
Sykes stopped talking.
Axel smiled and shook his head, “Don’t worry about me.”
In fact, he also knows what Sykes wants to say. There are dozens of disciples of Teacher Bangbu. The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. It is impossible to have a big heart like the Tyrannosaurus brother. Some disciples attach more importance to fame. Some of them are more serious about their own cultivation bases, and some disciples are relatively indifferent to these things and feel indifferent. Senior Brother Green Snake is a senior who has a unique dedication to martial arts. This time the quota is also determined. He is only relatively introverted and does not speak much. It does not look like a contender. However, Axel knows that Qing The heat in Senior Brother Snake’s eyes was so intense.
Senior Brother Green Snake couldn’t be like Senior Brother Xuanwu, knowing that his fame stunt was Long Xiao Tianqi, he also chose to compete with him in the strongest move.
He is thirsty. Looking at this victory.
But the first game was not Axel’s match. After tossing a coin, he chose the battle between Senior Brother Flower Cat and the gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan God.
“Okay!” Senior Brother Huamao yelled, took a deep breath, and stepped into the court.
On the contrary, the gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan Shen was very indifferent. He slowly stood up and walked slowly into the court. At this time, Senior Brother Huamao had been waiting for a long time.
“Come on, Junior Brother, have a good fight!” Senior Brother Huamao cheered for himself.
“Are you worthy?” The gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan sneered.
Brother Huamao’s complexion became stiff, he wanted to refute, but found that his words were pale and weak. Suddenly, he raised his head and saw the blood-red eyes of the gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan God, he couldn’t help but startled!
Yes it is.
I don’t know since when, Junior Brother’s eyes became so indifferent, he didn’t look like his Junior Brother, but like a stranger.
“Well, even if I lose, I will fight it upright!”
“There is so much nonsense, come here, I’ll let you attack first!” The gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan sneered. In his opinion, these people who pay attention to the feelings of teachers and brothers are precisely because of their incompetence. The strong are not. He who needs feelings, he firmly believes!
Although Brother Huamao is a mud bodhisattva, he has a three-pointed anger, so he was looked down upon by others. He was also furious in his heart, roared, and directly used his strongest trick, without any warm-up, just war!
A huge chopping knife composed of wind blades was formed on top of his head, and the strong wind continued to condense, constantly making this chopping knife solid, flashing a terrifying light in the sun.
The fist surging, like the ocean tide under the moon, although invisible, it rushed towards the gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan God like a surging substance.
“It’s still a bit of a look.” The gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan was almost the strongest blow to the senior Huamao. Although it was affirmative, it was still extremely indifferent. “I will use the same trick to make you understand, genius. , The difference from mortals!”
A violent shout.
The gray-clothed child prodigy Xiaoquan Shen also appeared on the top of the head with a cutting knife, but it was more than doubled by Senior Brother Huamao’s. The fierce fist intent crushed Senior Brother Huamao’s fist like a road roller.
Seeing this moment, Senior Brother Huamao knew that he had lost.
There is no need for a duel of these two moves, and it is simply impossible to contend with just being crushed by the fist.
“Oh…” Senior Brother Huamao was already disheartened. As soon as he closed his hand, he would withdraw his fist, which was considered a surrender. The touch of the trick will only hurt both sides, and he has already understood the opponent’s fist, and there is no need to continue.
However, the gray-clothed child prodigy Xiao Quan Shen didn’t think so. At the moment when the opponent’s fist was revoked, the blood in his eyes was violent, and the unstoppable heart of killing suddenly rose.
kill him!
A voice roared in his heart inexplicably.
“Okay, kill!” The gray-clothed prodigy Xiao Quanshen’s fist exploded again, and he slashed towards Senior Brother Huamao.
Brother Huamao was taken aback for a moment, and he was stunned. In this case, it is natural that both sides should withdraw their moves. This is already the default rule, and it is the brothers, there is no need to fight life and death with unique skills!
However, he was wrong. He saw the long-lost…killing intent in the eyes of the gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan God!
“How come?” Senior Brother Huamao was stunned.
Just when Senior Brother Huamao was about to be cut in half by that violent slasher, Senior Brother appeared abruptly in front of him, and a huge fist appeared on top of his head, fiercely. Smashed at the chopping knife.
“Boom…” There was a loud noise, like a slasher slicing on a sledgehammer.
This fierce confrontation aroused extremely violent winds, tearing the ground abruptly, flying sand and rocks. After a long time, it slowly stopped, and the smoke cleared, and the crowd watching from the periphery only watched at this time. To the true face of a few people.
The senior brother’s expression was extremely gloomy, he looked at the gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan Shen coldly, “Junior Brother Hui-clothed, what do you mean, don’t you want to kill Junior Brother Huamao?”
The gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan was startled. He seemed to be drunk and was suddenly splashed with cold water. Only then did he woke up and swallowed a sip of water. How did the murderous intent he had just come back? thing? Even if I am very indifferent to the feelings of the brothers, but I don’t want to kill the brothers Huamao, not to mention the feelings of the brothers in normal days are still good.
strange!
“Brother…I was wrong…” The gray-clothed prodigy Xiao Quanshen quickly admitted his mistake. At this point, he has nowhere to stand. “I was too invested in the fight just now. Want to fight.”
The big brother sighed, the name of this Wu Chi, Junior Brother Huiyi, was not for nothing. In that kind of fighting mad mentality, it is possible that he can’t stop the move.
“You have to know that everyone is a brother, and you definitely can’t make a move without knowing the severity. Just now the cat has conceded, you can’t attack again.”
“Brother, I know it was wrong. Senior Brother Huamao, I’m sorry.” The gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan repeatedly admitted his mistakes.
“It doesn’t matter.” Senior Brother Huamao is not a very tangled person either.
After Senior Brother Huamao and the gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan God were off the court, Senior Brother looked at Axel and Junior Green Snake with a serious face, “You two must remember that we are brothers. Everything is done. Don’t show up and kill. Otherwise, I will never be merciless!”
“Yes, big brother!” Axel said at the same time.
The big brother nodded and walked back from the field to watch. Teacher Bangbu never said anything. The gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan God kept peeking at his master, and found that his expression was not unusual, so he was relieved at this time. Down.
Brother Green Snake strode towards the field, Axel took a deep breath and walked forward.
“Axel!” Sykes exclaimed anxiously.
“how?”
“If you can’t hold it, give up early. Isn’t that the same as that of the flower cat?” Sykes suggested.
Axel smiled, knowing that Sykes was kind, and nodded, “I have my own measure!” Then he turned and walked towards the court.
“It’s over, based on what I know about him, he must have done his best.” Sykes fell weakly on the chair, and the little hand on the head of the one-eyed man with palms next to him suddenly drooped. He and Sykes’s The mood is the same, very wilting.