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C2 Sticky Fist


Zuo Yu raised his head and let out a long roar. His voice echoed throughout the forest, as if there was an endless amount of resentment in his chest that he wanted to vent.

He was indeed very frustrated. In his previous life, someone had plotted against him. Now that he had come here for no apparent reason, there was still someone who wanted to kill him. He had even chased him all the way to his death, and he didn't even understand what was going on? If you really think that I, Zuo Yu, am a pushover, then come and give it a try. Let's see who kills who first!

"En?" After Zuo Yu finished roaring, he instantly felt a little more comfortable. However, he was slightly stunned. His current body was actually so strong. He had already cleared both the Ren and Du meridians, and even all 14 meridians in his body had been cleared. His cultivation was incomparably profound.

"Haha, hahaha..." Zuo Yu laughed loudly, and became even more confident.

"Has this kid gone crazy?" The people on the opposite side looked at each other.

Qingqing also looked worried.

"You want to kill me?" Zuo Yu looked at them indifferently.

"Kid, you only know now?" They looked at him as if he was an idiot.

"Who are you?" Zuo Yu asked in a low voice.

"I am a disciple of Bai family. I heard that you are a genius of Feng family's Martial Hall. What the fuck? If you are a genius, I will be a heaven's pride expert, wasting Elder Fei's time."

"Is that so?" Zuo Yu felt the energy in his body and said calmly.

"Why are you talking so much to him? Let's kill him first." The man did as he said and swung his blade at Zuo Yu.

Zuo Yu's reaction was even faster. He twisted his body and threw a punch.

The man was shocked and quickly turned around.

"I..." Zuo Yu looked depressed. His skill was too deep and he was not used to it. He actually walked past him. Not only did he not touch him, he almost fell down.


Zuo Yu was kicked back by the man, and he took a bite of the dust.

"Young master." Qingqing was extremely worried.

"Cough cough, it's fine. I was careless." Zuo Yu smiled awkwardly, got up, and walked up again.

"Haha, this kid has really become an idiot." The few of them were stunned for a moment, then they started laughing wildly.

Zuo Yu quickly stepped forward and took the initiative to attack.

The two of them swung their blades and attacked fiercely from both sides. Zuo Yu twisted his body and dodged, but the distance was still too large. He was once again kicked down by the people behind him. He was also hit in the back by a sword, but it only cut a layer of skin.

"Young master, you should leave quickly. Don't worry about me anymore." Seeing Zuo Yu fall back once again, Qingqing said anxiously.

"It's fine. I'm familiar with him now." Zuo Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up again.

After a simple exchange, Zuo Yu had a lot of knowledge. These few people's skills were not inferior to his. He really had nothing to be proud of. However, their moves seemed to be very clumsy, and it was not difficult at all.

"Again!" Zuo Yu shouted and rushed forward.

"Die!" A muscular man with a thick beard shouted and slashed with his knife.

Zuo Yu did not dodge or dodge, and he charged forward.

"Young master!" Qingqing cried out in a tender voice, and her face turned as white as a sheet of paper.

Almost at the moment when the blade was about to reach his head, Zuo Yu suddenly turned around. His movements were smooth and natural. The blade followed the turn and slashed down, causing Zuo Yu's clothes to shake, but it did not hurt him at all.

The big man's ferocious smile froze. His reaction was very fast. He continuously attacked with the serial blade technique, but it was already too late.

Zuo Yu was already close to him. He gently pulled his arm. The burly man's saber technique instantly lost its effectiveness, and Zuo Yu punched the burly man's armpit. With the momentum of another punch, the burly man retreated, and Zuo Yu followed him like a shadow. His movements did not stop, and he turned his elbow to hit his neck. He gently moved his arm and opened it. Another punch to the heart...

After seven or eight attacks in an instant, the large man's blade had just flown out.

Then, the big man flew out as well.

As the other people attacked, Zuo Yu's body was pressed against the blade, and he dodged them with great accuracy.

Zuo Yu took a deep breath and his expression became cold. Although he had thought it through, the inertia in his mind made him not want to kill anyone. Now that the other party killed him with every move, there was no need to be polite anymore.

"Kill him." The five of them felt that something was not right, and they all used their ultimate moves.

Zuo Yu quietly watched. When the few of them approached him, his body shifted, and he instantly appeared beside one of the men on the left. The men on the right had already launched their attacks, and it was already too late for them to return to their side.

The man on the left changed his attack in time and swept across with his saber. Zuo Yu twisted his waist and lowered his body. Not only did he dodge the attack, but he also passed through the man's crotch at the same time. He punched his opponent's crotch and connected it with his body. He stood up and hit his opponent's Yin Valley Acupuncture Point at the back of his knee. His opponent was in pain and naturally knelt down. Zuo Yu stretched out his elbow and a cracking sound was heard. This person's head was smashed into pieces before he could even kneel down.

This was the first time Zuo Yu had killed someone. Before he had time to think about it, the other few people had already rushed over with furious roars.

Zuo Yu picked up the man's corpse and threw it to the side. He turned around and followed after the man. His body had become one with the corpse.

The man on the opposite side roared. He swung his blade at the corpse of his companion. Similarly, he swung his blade at Zuo Yu. He was incomparably ruthless.

However, Zuo Yu turned his body to the side with a light twist. His movement technique was incomparably agile. The man changed his stance and attacked. Zuo Yu's body slipped. He moved close to the man and circled behind him. The man's saber paused. He almost hurt himself. But then the man stopped. Zuo Yu changed his footwork and instantly pulled out the short knife from the man's waist. He cut the man's neck from behind.

The whole process was completed in an instant.

The other three charged at him from three different directions.

Zuo Yu casually threw out the short knife in his hand. One of them quickly dodged the attack. At the same time, Zuo Yu threw the corpse in front of him. The man was startled and quickly retreated.

Zuo Yu laughed. He had originally followed the corpse's footsteps, but he suddenly turned around and faced the sword of the last man who had followed him.

That man kept changing his sword moves, but Zuo Yu kept getting close to the sword. It was thrilling and calm. Zuo Yu drew his bow from both sides and attacked continuously. The man's sword was no longer useful. Zuo Yu turned around and pulled the dagger from the man's waist. The man was shocked. He quickly threw away his sword and grabbed the dagger. That was how his companion died.

Zuo Yu chuckled. It was as if a punch that he had accumulated strength for a long time had broken his throat. It was extremely accurate.

Zuo Yu felt his blood boil. He rushed forward like a bolt of lightning and took the initiative to meet a man's saber. That person held the sabre and retreated in a panic. He was afraid. He had lost his defense when he retreated. Zuo Yu easily dodged to the side. He threw out a punch. The man retracted his fist and attacked. However, Zuo Yu turned around and stood behind him. He attacked again. The man roared and turned around. Zuo Yu actually changed his direction as well. It was as if he had been behind him the whole time, using his fists, elbows, and knees.

Finally, Zuo Yu punched the man's neck, knocking him to the ground. Zuo Yu followed closely behind, raised his knee, and smashed his crotch. He raised his fist and punched the man's throat. The man had just fallen, and he had already died.

"Stop." The last person shouted, but unfortunately, he shouted too late. However, there was one thing he wasn't too late for. He grabbed Qingqing and placed the saber on her neck.

Zuo Yu stood up and walked forward coldly.

"Stop right there, or I'll kill her immediately." Finally, this person shouted with a stern voice, "Perhaps you don't care about this ugly girl, but think about it. Previously, she was trying her best to protect you. Without her, you would have died a long time ago."

Qing Qing's injuries were not light, especially her leg injuries. It was difficult for her to stand up, and her face was extremely pale, "Young Master, don't worry about me..."

"Let her go, I'll let you go." Zuo Yu said in a low voice.

"Haha, do you think I'm a three-year-old?" That man shouted crazily, "Awesome, really awesome! What kind of martial arts is this?"

"Zuo family's Clothing Fist." Zuo Yu said indifferently.

This was a martial art passed down in Zuo Yu's family back on Earth. It was Sticky Cloth Fist. It was close to one's body, and it attacked one's clothes. It was like pulling a chestnuts out of a fire. Victory and defeat would be decided in an instant. Now that his martial arts skills were deep and his meridians were fully connected, it was even easier for him

"Is that so? It's really powerful." That person snorted.

Qingqing was also a little confused. Gongzi, you really can say that. How could I not know?

"Brat, if you want her to live, then cut off one of your arms. Otherwise, I'll kill her immediately." That person said with a ferocious smile, and the saber in his hand tightened.

Zuo Yu stood there quietly and stared at the man. After a few breaths, he said, "I will keep my word."

"Haha, I will keep my word." The man said with a smile.

"Young master." Qingqing was stunned, as if she didn't expect Zuo Yu to say that, "Young Master, don't..." Qingqing began to get anxious.

Zuo Yu turned around and walked back, picked up a long sword, and slowly walked back.

"Stop, right there. Let's start." The man quickly shouted.

"Young master, no, young master..." Qingqing widened her eyes and tears flowed down her cheeks.

Zuo Yu looked forward and slowly raised his sword.

"Young master, no, young master, Qingqing will go first..." Qingqing struggled and cried. When she saw Zuo Yu raise his sword, she decisively rammed into the saber on her shoulder.

"Qingqing." Zuo Yu shouted at the first moment, but his heart warmed. What a silly girl, but she cooperated quite well.

Seeing this, the man quickly pulled Qingqing back and moved the knife away a little. That kid had not lost his arm yet, how could you die?

Zuo Yu had quick reflexes. It was at this moment that he took a step forward. The long sword in his hand shot out and blocked the incoming blade. Then, he followed Zuo Yu and arrived in front of him. However, the man's blade had also arrived.

Zuo Yu turned around and pulled Qingqing out, but her shoulder was hit by the blade. However, Zuo Yu raised his leg and kicked the man back.

The man roared crazily and attacked with his blade.

Zuo Yu had just put Qingqing down when the man approached again.

Zuo Yu's eyes lit up. Instead of retreating, he advanced. He took a step forward and jumped backwards, his legs cutting like a knife. He grabbed the waist of the man who was rushing towards him and turned his body around. Both of them rolled on the ground. Zuo Yu kept rolling on the ground. He didn't even give the man a second to catch his breath. He stood up immediately. He leaned close to ___ and used the momentum to twist his body. One of his hands broke his neck.

Zuo Yu stood up straight and took a deep breath. He raised the sky and roared!

It felt good! He had vented all the anger in his chest.

When he was young, his grandfather had once said that true martial artists were not afraid of killing. When faced with benevolent people, we should talk about martial ethics. When faced with evil people, we can shed blood for five steps. He bravely advanced, not regretting until he died!

This was a martial artist's belief. Happiness, kindness, and vengeance were truly fast!

Qingqing was a little dazed. When did gongzi become so powerful? And when did gongzi treat her so well? She was willing to lose an arm for a girl like me. Qingqing's eyes became moist again.

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