God Level Demon

God Level Demon Chapter 53

"What?!"

Yao Zhong’s face changed drastically as his Thousand Phantom Palm was seen through, and even his right hand was grabbed . He never thought that his technique would be defeated so easily .

At the same time, he felt a violent sense of crisis . All the cells in his body tightened as he tried to pull out his right hand that was grasped by Xia Ping . But his right hand seemed to be held by a crane containing terrifying vigor .

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get rid of it .

"Dammit!"

At this moment, Yao Zhong’s face was ashen . Because his right hand was caught, Xia Ping clenched his left fist and punched out .

Leopard Fist-Leopard hits Shooting Star!

A leopard’s roar rang out in the air as his fist slammed against Yao Zhong’s abdomen . Yao Zhong immediately felt a terrifying force explode .

"Ahh!"

Yao Zhong let out a miserable scream as his whole body was blown away abruptly . His body slid along the ground for hundreds of meters and finally smashed against the wall before stopping .

He stared at Xia Ping stubbornly . But after struggling for a few seconds, a sharp pain assaulted his body . He fell to the ground with a snap and passed out from the abrupt pain .

"Brother Yao Zhong!"

The group of disciples in the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall shouted with anxiousness and worry .

Some people couldn’t believe it . This was the famous Yao Zhong, a powerhouse at the Seventh Layer who could be called the trump card of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall .

But now, he was actually defeated by this kid with a single punch and knocked out . How could this happen?

"Is that it?"

There was a trace of disappointment on Xia Ping’s face: "That’s really fragile . You fainted with just a single punch? Are you actually acting? Tch! It seems the eldest disciple of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall only has this much strength . "

"Who the hell is acting! Are you blind that you don’t see Brother Yao Zhong fainting? I know Brother Yao Zhong, he doesn’t have that good acting skills . " A disciple of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall shouted in grief .

After listening, another pudgy disciple was so annoyed that he snapped and slapped the guy hard: "Can you shut the hell up? If you can’t speak properly, don’t open your mouth . No one will take you for a fool . "

The man felt very wronged: "But that bastard is insulting Brother Yao Zhong, I can’t stand it . "

"Insult? What you said was more of an insult!" The chunky disciple was furious and couldn’t wait to beat him up .

Xia Ping was speechless . He waved his hand: "Okay, okay, stop arguing . I know the true level of your Wuwei martial arts hall now, it doesn’t seem to be all that good . "

What?!

Hearing this, the group of Wuwei martial arts practitioners became angry . All of them glared at Xia Ping as if they wanted to tear the bastard to pieces .

Upon seeing this, Xia Ping gave a side-eye: "What’s wrong? Are you not convinced?"

"Convinced your sister!"

"Wuwei Martial Arts Hall is a well-known martial arts hall . The strong are like clouds and can come out in large numbers . How can you just insult us?"

Everyone stared at Xia Ping ferociously, their hearts bursting with anger .

"Interesting . "

Xia Ping stood with his hands folded behind his back and glanced at these people indifferently and said: "Then let me see your strength . But I won’t take any action against you . It would be like the strong bullying the weak; extremely unfair . "

The disciples of the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall were so furious that their noses became crooked . To what extent did this bastard look down on them to show such disdain?

"Let’s do it . " Xia Ping made his own suggestion, "I will just stand here and let you attack me . As long as you can make me take a single step back, it would be my defeat . I will automatically leave Wuwei Martial Arts Hall and never come back in my life .

"Too arrogant, who do you think you are . "

"Letting us attack and standing there without retaliating? You are too arrogant! Even a powerhouse at the ninth layer wouldn’t dare do this . "

All the disciples of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall had a distorted face . They felt that they had never seen such an infuriating bastard after living for so many years .

"You know what? I’ll be honest . "

Xia Ping said with utmost sincerity: "Actually, I don’t think you all have much strength . Even if you attack me, it would be like a mosquito bite . "

"If you are not convinced, try it . "

He put on a smug relaxed look and stood still, inviting them to attack .

"Fuck, I’ve never wanted to beat someone so much in my life . Let’s go together and kill this bastard . " A disciple of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall couldn’t stand it anymore and rushed over immediately .

Upon seeing this, many disciples also rushed over .

Bang bang bang! ! !

These people punched and kicked Xia Ping . They did their very best . They felt like they had never worked so hard in their lives before .

Even when training, they were not so serious .

But when they attacked Xia Ping, they all felt strange . It as if they were not attacking a human, but a mass of cotton .

No matter how fierce their fist were, the powerful attack would be digested and absorbed cleanly . This kind of depressing feeling almost made them vomit blood .

"What’s the matter? Don’t have any strength left? Do you want to go home and rest up before starting again?" Xia Ping stood with his hands held behind his back . He stood comfortably on the spot as he ran Beiming body protection technique .

He felt a crisp and numb warm current surging through his body . It was very comfortable . A trace of true qi was flowing around his body, constantly becoming stronger .

He had to say that this was simply the best method of cultivation . Even if you meditated in seclusion and absorbed the energy of heaven and earth, it was not as fast . .

At the same time, in order to stimulate the combat effectiveness of these people, he had to provoke them from time to time .

"Everyone, try hard . Don’t stop attacking this bastard . "

"If we don’t beat this guy to half a step from death, the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall will lose face . "

" This is not only about our dignity, but also about the dignity of the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall . We must not retreat!"

The group of people in Wuwei Martial Arts Hall desperately shouted . Their morale was through the roof . They all vowed that they would never let this bastard Xia Ping look down upon them . They at least had to make him admit defeat when so many of them were attacking .

Otherwise, if the people in other martial arts hall knew that they had attacked with so many people and still failed to beat him back a single step, they would absolutely have no face left .