C94 The Strange Jiang Cheng

At this moment, Zheng Lei suddenly felt a sense of calmness in his heart. He simply closed his eyes and quickly immersed himself in the scene of him practicing tai chi with Old Man Liu.

Everything in the area seemed to have ceased to exist. Zheng Lei was left with only himself in his heart, as if he was the only person left in this world.

The first person who rushed over sent a punch straight towards Zheng Lei, Zheng Lei closed his eyes and without even looking, his right palm extended out and lightly struck the side of his fist, at the same time his body turned, this man's punch missed, the power behind his punch was still strong, it directly flew towards Zheng Lei's back.

Zheng Lei seized the opportunity to grab onto his fist with his right hand. His body suddenly reversed, all of his strength concentrated on his waist. With his right hand leading the way, he threw the first person who charged over.

With a bang, the first person smashed onto a table, smashing apart who knows how many plates.

The second person had already attacked, and a right hook fist flew towards Zheng Lei's right cheek. Zheng Lei who had just finished spinning his body and was about to collide with the right hook fist, at that critical moment, his entire head tilted to the right, his body quickly turned to the right, dodging the force of the right hook fist.

When he turned around, the second person's body was at the same level as Zheng Lei. The arm that he rushed out of was in front of Zheng Lei's hands. With a bang, he also slammed onto a table.

Without waiting for Zheng Lei to catch his breath, the third person's foot landed on Zheng Lei's waist.

Feeling the powerful force, Zheng Lei's waist bent to the side, his whole body curved, his hands seemed to be doing radio gymnastics, grabbing onto the leg, turning around like a fish, followed by a kick on the foot of the person touching the ground, shua, the two legs split apart, Zheng Lei then pressed down, the person was pressed down.

With a crack, the man gave a muffled groan and rolled to the side.

All of this took a long time to describe, but it all happened in an instant. Zheng Lei finished off three people, but before he could open his eyes, he slowly took a horse stance and started on his Tai Chi Fist stance.

Jiang Cheng, who was at the side, watched Zheng Lei run around the hall like a mouse being caught by a cat. He thought that they would be able to catch him easily, but Zheng Lei suddenly displayed his power and knocked down three people.

Although the five people beside him weren't from the Devil Dao, they were all practitioners. Otherwise, his father wouldn't have sent them to protect him. The sudden appearance of three people made Jiang Cheng furious.

He opened his mouth and shouted to the thin man who was fighting with Hu Wan. "I'm not full yet! I'm not full yet!" After shouting for a while, he realised that the voice he was shouting for was not the same as the voice he was shouting for. He turned around to look at Zheng Lei and actually started practicing his Taichi Fist as if nothing had happened.

With a 'rip', Jiang Cheng tore off a piece of his shirt. If Zheng Lei saw this, he would definitely scold him for wasting such a precious resource. Why would he rip his clothes if he didn't have the ability to?

Jiang Cheng picked up the chili bowl on the table that hadn't been knocked over, dipped his hand in the chili sauce and started to draw on his clothes.

No one could see what Jiang Cheng was writing, Zheng Lei had already entered the state of oblivion, no one knew what was happening in front of his eyes, behind him Little Fatty had already fallen into a deeper state of stupor from his previous speed of running, and Hu Xiaoling, who was in the middle of fighting with the skinny man, had also used all her strength to fight with the skinny man, just like that, it was only a draw, no one could take advantage of it.

When Hu Xiaowang, who was distracted, saw Zheng Lei knock out three people so easily, she immediately calmed down and her attacks became fierce. Although she didn't have a weapon in her hands, her delicate hands were even more powerful than steel claws. Occasionally, she would grab the table one or two times, causing long holes to appear on the table.

Jiang Cheng, who was standing at the door, dipped a piece of his shirt in chili peppers and drew on it for a while. Then, he grabbed it with both hands and stretched it towards the thin man's head, as if he was surrendering.

The skinny man, who was fighting with Hu Wan, suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Cheng. He looked at the words on his shirt and laughed. His mouth moved and he suddenly spat it out.

Hu Xiaowang, who was originally following him closely, saw him opening his mouth to vomit and dodged to the side. She saw the skinny man spit out a mouthful of blood, but it didn't fall to the ground like a balloon. After wiggling for a bit, it actually started to grow.

In the blink of an eye, he had turned into someone who was exactly the same as the scrawny man.

Blood Clone! This was the unique split technique of the Hall of Blood. With its high technology and modern era, it could be considered a demon. Because it was made from his own blood, it created the same avatar as his original body, even if it was a fingerprint or iris.

The moment the blood avatar appeared, it turned into a ray of blood-red light and charged toward Hu Xiaowang.

After all, it was just a clone, and its cultivation level wasn't as high as its main body's. Although it could barely fight Hu Xiaowang to a draw, it was full of holes and it wouldn't last very long.

The thin man stared at Jiang Cheng for two seconds before smiling excitedly, "You've really agreed to it?"

Jiang Cheng looked at the thin man, pointed at Zheng Lei and made a throat erasing gesture as he shouted, "I'm not full yet, I'm not full yet …"

The skinny man nodded and turned to look at the clone that was fighting with Hu Wan'er. After confirming that there was no chance of failure, he said to Jiang Cheng, "My good disciple, please kowtow to master first!"

Without any hesitation, Jiang Cheng knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

The thin man laughed out loud. He helped Jiang Cheng up and said, "My good disciple, from now on you are considered as my official disciple. I will treat your wounds first so you won't only know those three words."

As he spoke, the thin man's hand was filled with a strong bloody aura. He then smacked Jiang Cheng's head and waves of bloody Qi poured into Jiang Cheng's seven orifices. Waves of pain instantly twisted Jiang Cheng's face.

Jiang Cheng's eyes were like two red lightbulbs. After a few flashes, they returned to their original state. However, the Qi and blood that had rushed into his seven orifices never came out.

He opened his eyes and glared at Zheng Lei. By the time he spoke, he had already returned to normal. He dropped to his knees and kowtowed to the skinny man.

"You wish you were dead?" Hehe, alright, you are truly my disciple. Master will fulfill your wish! " The skinny man looked at Zheng Lei and charged at him.