I will eventually become a god

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

Xia Houshen didn't take it seriously when his shoulders were pressed. He just pumped up all his strength and gathered it at his shoulders. With a shake, the strength suddenly exploded.

His strength is close to the level of professional fifth-dan in terms of power. Even though it is not at full strength, it is enough to explode the palms of ordinary people into pulverized fractures.

It can be regarded as a small lesson to this person who does not know whether to live or die.

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

The force of the explosion was like a mud cow entering the sea, and disappeared without a trace and soundlessly the moment it touched the palm.

If it weren't for the accelerated blood flow caused by the exertion of force that still remained in his body, he would have almost thought that he made a mistake and didn't use any force.

‘No, it’s a master. ’

Realizing that something was wrong, Xia Houshen immediately reacted and reached out to hold the slender hand on his shoulder.

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

But this person seemed to be very resistant to compensation, and he directly attacked with force.

Then Xue Jing is too lazy to pretend to be a civilized person anymore.

Go directly to the physics stage.

With vigorous instigation, the real dragon quickly took shape in the body, and poured into the palm with a roaring sound. White waves visible to the naked eye appeared on the slender jade-like fingers.

Bailang vaguely looks like a dragon's head, with two rows of sharp dragon teeth above and below, overlapping with Xue Jing's five fingers.

The five fingers, which were comparable to fine steel, suddenly grasped.

Dragon-shaped energy, a real dragon bite!

"Crunch——"

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

A ball of flesh was pinched out from the clavicle of his shoulder, the bones were broken, 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.

"What a trick!"

Under the severe pain of broken tendons and broken bones, Xia Houshen's expression only changed slightly. He knew that the person behind him was very powerful and had reached the level of manifesting Qi, so he could not compete with him.

He made a prompt decision, with a stern look on his face, endured the pain, and forcibly pulled his shoulder out of the opponent's iron-like hand.

"Stab-"

Flesh, flesh and bones flew everywhere, and a large piece of his shoulder was torn off under the tug.

Such a decisive move, and even Xue Jing's pupils could not help but shrink in response to such a cruel move. She was surprised and could not predict it, so her movements were slightly stagnant and slowed down a beat.

Xia Houshen knew that this move was an excellent opportunity to counterattack at the cost of serious injury, so he did not hesitate and immediately ignited all his inner energy.

In the battle between masters, every second counts. The killing moves of the school he practices require a certain amount of time to accumulate power, but it is too late to use them at this time.

Therefore, he could only use his best energy in a very short period of time, predict the opponent's neck position based on the opponent's height when the palm pressed his shoulder, and turn around to throw a backhand punch.

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

If the style of martial arts he practices lacks protection, it is possible to kill him with one strike.

Even if he reacts and defends him, he will still have the advantage of attacking first, and he will follow up with his own combos, which will not give the opponent any chance to counterattack.

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

When Xia Houshen turned around in a flash of lightning, he also saw the appearance of the person behind him.

To his surprise, it was not the young man or even the middle-aged man he had imagined, but a young man with an immature face, who was obviously underage.

‘Are you a genius again? You are here to participate in the U19, right... The quality of this U19 is too high. It is just a knockout match in one of the cities. Apart from those few, there are actually monsters like this...'

'At this age, you have developed your strength to this extent. I guess you are the type who spends all your energy on laying the foundation in the early stage, and only comes into contact with actual combat later...'

‘Nothing to fear. ’

Xia Houshen's thoughts were racing, but the movements of his hands did not slow down at all. He hit the young man's neck hard with a punch that exploded with inner strength.

"Bang!"

After the explosion, which was like a big hammer hitting a steel plate, Xia Houshen's pupils suddenly shrank to the extreme.

"How can it be!?"

This punch, which was enough to break gold and iron, landed on the young man's seemingly fragile neck, but it turned out to be motionless.

It was as if what he hit was not a person at all, but a sky-supporting pine that had stood for thousands of years and had never wavered in the wind or rain.

The originally expected follow-up combo was stuck because of this result that was completely beyond his understanding.

Before Xia Houchen could recover from the shock, a hand grabbed his neck at a speed he couldn't understand and lifted him up into the air.

Thick and powerful energy poured into his neck from the palm of his hand, locking several key power-generating parts of his body. Because his neck was pinched and his trachea was blocked, he could not mobilize his energy through breathing, which made Xiahou deeply feel his whole body. The person lost the ability to resist, was lifted up and slipped into the air, and froze.

"The idea is good, the response is decisive, and the speed is not slow."

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

Xue Jing looked at the man pinched in his palm and said calmly.

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

"Hoo..."

Xia Hou stared deeply at Xue Jing, his neck was pinched, and he could only make hoarse meaningless sounds, unable to speak.

He had many doubts in his mind.

The scale-like thing on this young man's neck should be some kind of defensive killing move. How did he manage to use it in such a short period of time?

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

Is it an illusion?

It took a long time, but from the time the two spoke to the end of the fight, it only took less than a few seconds.

At the entrance of the hotel, two figures rushed out. One of them was a middle-aged man. He saw Xia Houshen being held in the air by Xue Jing's throat. His expression suddenly changed and he said anxiously:

"Friend, you have something to say! Don't be impulsive!"

Xue Jing turned around and unexpectedly discovered that next to the middle-aged man who spoke was the short boy he had seen in the port waiting hall.

I recalled the news I saw on my sister’s phone before. His name seemed to be... Du Mingluan?

"It's you!"

Du Mingluan looked at Xue Jing in shock.

A few hours ago, after this damn bitch knocked him and Kou Chengjian unconscious, he playfully placed them in a hugging and lying position.

damn it!

Du Mingluan immediately felt red and warm on the spot, and immediately wanted to go forward and have sex with Xue Jing.

"Mingluan, what are you doing!?" The middle-aged man saw something was wrong with him and immediately reached out to stop him.

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

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

"No, Xiahou is in his hands now, so we can't be impulsive..."

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

It was a woman who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, wearing a black martial arts uniform, with wheat-colored skin, and muscles all over her body that stretched her loose clothes tightly?

Xue Jing looked at her with some curiosity.

Although it is not obvious, there are indeed some bulges on his chest that do not look like pectoral muscles. Although his face has tough muscle lines, his overall facial features are more feminine, and his hair is long and reaches his waist.

After the muscular woman came out, she also saw Xia Houshen's condition at this time, with surprise on her face.

"Friend, I have something to say. What kind of conflict did Xiahou have with you? It probably won't lead to death. Let's have a good talk..." The middle-aged man, Uncle Li, said in a cautious tone, fearing to offend Xue Jing.

The taxi driver was lying in the cab with his head down, peering 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 hit and run without discussing compensation and liability. I tried to persuade him a little, but unexpectedly it happened. It’s become like this.”

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

"This...should also be partly my responsibility."

Completely inconsistent with her appearance, her voice turned out to be a rather sweet and moving girlish voice.

Xue Jing couldn't help but be stunned by this contrast.

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

younger 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 was good-looking, although she was not interested in men and women, she could not help but feel a little fond of him.

"Yin Muhu."

The woman spoke.

Xue Jing nodded and said with a smile: "What a good name. My name is Xue Jing."

Uncle Li next to him took advantage of the opportunity and said: "Mr. Xue, Miss Yin, the fault for this matter lies entirely with Xia Hou. We will take responsibility and fully compensate the driver and master... We martial arts masters have no acquaintance without fighting, and there is no blood feud. , I think Xiahou should have learned enough lessons, so why not let the matter end here?"

His attitude was quite sincere, and Xue Jingben didn't care. Since he was willing to compensate the talkative driver for his losses, let's end the matter here.

"Look, it's so nice to come out and be honest and reasonable. Why bother?"

Xue Jing shook his head.

Xia Houshen: "..."

The iron-like palms were released, and Xia Houshen, who was being carried like a chicken, fell to the ground.

He supported the ground with one hand and covered his throat with the other. He kept coughing and blood was pouring from his shoulders.

Within two seconds, after recovering his breathing, his strength started to work again, and the wound on his shoulder gradually squirmed and sealed, no longer bleeding out.

"By the way, sister Yin, why did this guy offend you?"

Xue Jing turned to Yin Muhu and asked.

Although he didn't know the specific details yet, he had already determined from his preconceived impression that it was definitely the person named Xia Hou who took the initiative to cause trouble.

"Sister Yin..."

Hearing this title, the corners of Yin Muhu's mouth moved, a little speechless, and two huge arms like cow thighs hugged him, making his whole body almost one size bigger.

She said calmly:

"He wanted to belittle me, but I kicked him away."

"That's it."

Xue Jing pinched her chin and looked at Xia Houshen: "Sure enough, the responsibility lies entirely with you."

Seeing that the atmosphere in the scene had calmed down, Uncle Li breathed a sigh of relief. He walked to the damaged car and began to discuss compensation with the driver.

At first, the driver shook his head in fear and said no, but after some pulling and a few words from Xue Jing next to him, he happily accepted the money that was far more than needed for repairs.

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

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

“Mr.

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

"Hidden Dragon?" Uncle Li thought for a moment.

Then he suddenly said: "So, he is the disciple of the 'Dragon King'? Sure enough, famous teachers produce great disciples..."

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

Uncle Li originally wanted to chat with the young genius for a while, but seeing that he really didn't want to talk anymore, he had no choice but to give up.

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

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

Hearing this, Xue Jing pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "I don't know, I just have an inexplicable intuition. I feel like you should be younger than me."

Although they have only just met each other, some people feel that they can be friends as soon as they meet.

Xue Jing felt that she was very close to this older sister who looked very secure.

"I was born in October of the year 250." Yin Muhu crossed her arms and said in a contrasting sweet girlish voice.

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

Yin Muhu seemed a little dissatisfied: "Even if she is younger than you, she doesn't necessarily have to be called sister, right?"

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

"It's not that I'm unhappy, it just feels weird..."

The two of them talked and walked towards the Yunlu Hotel.

Uncle Li, Xia Houchen and Du Mingluan looked at their backs, speechless.

After a long time, Uncle Li said:

"This Xue Jing... is incredible."

He glanced at Du Mingluan, and there were some things he couldn't say in person.

"I will beat him on the field." Du Mingluan said calmly.

Xiahou touched his shoulder deeply and grimaced in pain:

"Come on, you and Kou Chengjian were hung up and beaten at the dock just now. Stop talking big."

"That was because Kou Chengjian was too much in the way, and I was careless at the time..."

"Haha, just be happy."

Xia Hou laughed deeply.

"Uncle Li, is Doctor Zhang in Maple City? You have more respect. Please help me make an appointment...otherwise my shoulder will be ruined. How did that kid practice? How can he be so strong like a monster?"

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