What a great job

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

What a great job

"Ah~!"

Liu Jin saw that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had become a gourd on the ground. He had even been kicked into the air just now. He screamed in a sharp voice and rushed towards him. His face was pale with fear and he was out of his mind.

This sharp cry was so shocking that it was hard to imagine that this was a sound that a human being could make. Everyone present could not help but shudder and get goosebumps.

When the strong man saw this, his face turned pale with fright. After being stunned for a short time, his face became fierce, and he rushed towards Wang Shouren like a mad cow. He pulled out the saber from his waist with his backhand and slashed with the knife.

"Teacher, please leave quickly, students are blocking you."

As he spoke, Wang Shouren turned his head to avoid the blow, then stretched out his hand to push Xia Yuan back, then moved forward instead of retreating, bullied himself up, passed side by side with the guard, and then struck the opponent with a knife with one hand.

The wrist of the hand.

This move was so powerful that the guard groaned and couldn't help but lose strength in his hand. The next second, the saber was in Wang Shouren's hand.

A set of smooth and smooth sword grabbing movements. Although Xia Yuan had already guessed that this guy might have a high martial arts value, he was still dumbfounded now. How could this be a high martial arts value? He was clearly an expert.

Immediately he began to think about another question, had he ever provoked this guy before?

I probably haven't messed with him before.

There was one thing, every time I called him Brother Wang, this guy always took the trouble to correct me and asked me to call him Bo'an, but I never took it seriously, and he still called him Brother Wang.

So, should I follow the good deeds in the future?

"Ahem."

Zhu Houzhao coughed hard several times, pushed away Liu Banban who was trying to help him, and struggled to get up from the ground. He happened to see Wang Shouren grabbing the knife, and his eyes lit up.

If he had some doubts just now, that he might have made a mistake, that Xia Yuan might really be a powerless scholar, but now his doubts are gone.

I, I really didn’t make a mistake.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw that the Jin Yiwei who had lost his sword refused to give up and hit Wang Shouren's face with his fist.

Zhu Houzhao was so angry that he almost bit his tongue and shouted: "Who is that, come back!"

Hearing the prince's call, the Jin Yiwei who didn't deserve his name couldn't help but froze. He immediately put down his fist and retreated silently.

Zhu Houzhao hates the fact that iron cannot be transformed into steel. Someone has taken away his weapon. According to the rules of the world, he should admit defeat. This man does not follow martial ethics. He is really an embarrassment to me!

After glaring hard at the Jin Yiwei who was loyal to protect his master, Zhu Houzhao raised his hands and clasped his fists towards Wang Shouren with a solemn look on his face, "This senior brother is so good at kicking, his kicks are so quick, he is actually a few minutes faster than me."

, I think you must have learned the wind-sweeping leaf legs, and I was careless just now, so let’s start over again.”

To be honest, Wang Shouren has lived for almost thirty years, and he has never seen anyone like this who rushes to get beaten.

To be honest, in Xia Yuan's two lifetimes, he has never seen such a stubborn person. Didn't you understand that kick just now?

"Ignore him, return the knife to the guard, and let's go." After that, Xia Yuan turned around and left.

Upon hearing this, Wang Shouren threw the saber in his hand in the direction of the guard, and then stepped to follow.

When Zhu Houzhao saw this, he only felt humiliated. He finally saw that these two people did not take me seriously at all.

I have been practicing martial arts for more than ten years. Since I became a master of kung fu, I have never been defeated. Even the guards in the palace who are known as powerful tigers and wolves are not my enemies. If they are put into the martial arts world, they will definitely be the same.

Top notch expert.

But today I met someone who looked down on me.

But it's normal. The older one just kicked me away. From this, it can be seen that this person is definitely a master, and he must be one of the five absolute masters in the world.

But that person who was no more than two years older than him was his mentor. He must be a master among masters, and he must be someone like Wang Chongyang.

If you can have such a person as your teacher, you will be truly lucky.

The more Zhu Houzhao thought about it, the more excited he became, and the blood all over his body was about to boil. The more the master refused to accept him as his disciple, the more it showed that he had amazing skills that could never be taught to others easily.

It seems that my sincerity is still not enough, and I can't even beat his apprentice. No matter what, I still have to fight if I can't beat him. If my kung fu is not good enough, I still want to show my toughness to the master.

Thinking of this, Zhu Houzhao stamped his feet heavily on the ground, took a deep breath, and shouted: "Don't run, look at my power!"

With that said, he rushed over again, but this time he was not going towards Xia Yuan, but aimed directly at Wang Shouren.

And he no longer used his palms. Instead, he made fists with both hands. It was obvious that he was preparing to punch Wang Shouren.

Just do it when you say do it, which is a bit decisive, but this guy seems to be missing a string in his brain. He always screams before taking action.

As soon as he shouted "Don't run", Wang Shouren became alert. He turned around and saw the unlucky child running towards him. Without saying a word, he clenched his fist and blasted Zhu Houzhao's door with a cannon punch.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, followed by a cry of pain from Zhu Houzhao. He felt that the bridge of his nose had been hit hard, his vision went dark, and he collapsed immediately.

"Ah~!"

Liu Jin let out another heart-rending howl, and hurriedly ran up with the guard in uniform, crying and trying to help his master.

"Ben, Ben" Zhu Houzhao wanted to say that I was fine, and even wanted to push the two of them away and stand up, but the bridge of his nose hurt so much that tears filled his eyes.

But considering that he is a first-class master and a hero who has experienced hundreds of battles, how can he cry in front of so many people?

So he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from crying. He gritted his teeth and felt his lips were slightly wet. Zhu Houzhao stretched out his hand to wipe it.

A bright flash of red.

Nosebleed.

"Ah~!"

Another frightening howl rang out in Zhu Houzhao's ears, making him tremble. Then he suddenly turned his head to look at Liu Jin, who was screaming desperately, "What are you howling for?!"

Seeing the prince's nosebleed flowing down, Liu Jin was already trembling with fear, crying and wiping away her tears, "Young Master, blood, you have a nosebleed."

"It's just flowing, what are you moaning about!?"

Zhu Houzhao really wanted to give him a big mouth, but at this moment, another voice sounded in his ears, "Are you okay?"

Hearing this, Zhu Houzhao was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the speaker. When he saw it was Xia Yuan, his eyes lit up and he shook his head repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay, there's nothing wrong!"

With that said, he turned over and stood up from the ground, nonchalantly wiped his nose with his sleeves, wiped the nosebleed evenly, and said carelessly: "What does this small injury count?"

Xia Yuan felt relieved after hearing this. It was great. He didn't have to pay for medical expenses anymore. He looked at Zhu Houzhao up and down again and couldn't help nodding secretly.

At a glance, you can tell that this is a tough guy.

He couldn't help but reach out and pat the young man on the shoulder, "That's really good."

These words made Zhu Houzhao very excited, "Are you going to accept me as your disciple?"

As he said that, he cupped his fists and raised his hands, "Master is on top."

"Not accepted."
Chapter completed!