Chapter 114 It turns out you are the black bear defeated by the masked man

Chapter 114 It turns out you are the black bear defeated by the masked man

Three people blocked the road, two of whom were wearing sportswear. Looking at their walk-on faces, you could tell they were the younger ones responsible for waving the flag and shouting.

The leading man was about thirty years old, wearing a suit and tie, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

He looks very elegant, but his appearance and temperament are too outstanding, and he doesn't look like a prince when he wears a dragon robe.

He has a broad nose and a lion's mouth, his hair is half-length, and his suit is bulging with muscles. He can't be said to be ugly, but he is too arrogant to be handsome.

"I'm asking you, are you Ali's boyfriend?"

"I'm not, he's Ajie." Liao Wenjie pointed at Leon and moved two meters away.

"Holy crap, you think I'm blind. He's so ugly, how can he be Ali's handsome boyfriend?"

"Hey, what do you mean? Why do you mean I'm so ugly? You're obviously uglier than me!"

Leon was furious. He hated other people's lies. He put down Lily and took out the grenade in his pocket.

"Forget it, Leon, give me some face. After all, he didn't say anything wrong. Standing with me, you are quite ugly."

Liao Wenjie said a few words of comfort, then turned to the three of them and said, "Seeing that you three are very discerning and well-spoken, I will reluctantly give you thirty seconds. Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"You brat, I'll give you thirty seconds. Call Ali now and break up with her." The leading man said with a cross-eyed look.

"Ajie, what's going on, these three are your love rivals?"

"I don't know, I don't even know who they are."

Liao Wenjie shook his head. If he really had this kind of wingman who complemented his handsomeness, no, he was a love rival, it would only be smoother to pick up girls, and he could wake up from his dreams with a smile.

"You brat, stop pretending to be ignorant, open your eyes and listen."

The walk-on stepped forward, pointed at the man in the suit and said, "This is Kurokuma, the leader of the Judo Club, the winner of the Elite Center's 'Outstanding Fighter' for two consecutive years."

"I see."

Liao Wenjie suddenly realized and said in surprise: "No wonder it looks familiar. It turns out you are the black bear defeated by the masked man. Nice to meet you."

"Nonsense, when have I ever been defeated?"

Black Bear was furious. His winning streak had always been a point of pride for him and could not be slandered by anyone.

"Not yet, but it will be soon. Let me calculate it for you..."

Liao Wenjie rolled his eyes, pretended to count a few times, and then nodded: "Next year, when you win the title of 'Outstanding Fighter' for three consecutive years, you will be defeated by the masked man."

"MD, give him a break."

"Wait a minute, I've counted again."

Liao Wenjie raised his hand to stop, as if he was thinking about the black bear: "I advise you not to use violence. After all, we are all gentlemen. If you really want to use violence, you will be defeated now before next year."

"Hey, Ajie, how do you know I'm thick? Did you peek at me going to the toilet?"

"Shut up!"

"You brat, you are very good at talking. I want to give it a try and see how good you are."

Black Bear waved his hand and asked the two younger brothers to step aside. He threw away the suit and tie and carefully placed the gold-rimmed glasses on the suit.

"Mr. Hei, are you sure you want to take action?"

Liao Wenjie frowned. He preferred to reason rather than use force, especially when Leon was by his side. Chainsaws, pistols, grenades and other items were all very convincing.

As long as he takes it out, the black bear will definitely talk to him.

"Hmph, just by looking at your oily hair and powdery face, I can tell you are a coward."

Black Bear raised his head slightly, with disdain on his face: "If you can't do it, get out. Ali likes strong men, and you are not worthy of her."

"I'm sorry, I think Ali likes handsome men. Whether he can fight or not doesn't matter."

Liao Wenjie firmly believes in this. Whether you are strong or not is a matter of one version, and whether you are handsome or not is a matter of a lifetime.

"You brat, I'm going to let you know today that a man must be strong first and then handsome, otherwise he will only be an ugly man for the rest of his life."

Black Bear strode forward. He was most annoyed by pretty boys who relied on their faces to please girls, especially Liao Wenjie's. Because he didn't have one, he became more and more unhappy and had to be beaten.

"Leon, lend me your chainsaw." Liao Wenjie took two steps back, mature as he was, and didn't want to get into a pointless argument.

"No, he just wants to beat you up, but you have to use a chainsaw. Ajie, think about it clearly, killing is illegal." Leon sat on the roadside with a suitcase under his butt and said sarcastic remarks. , while waiting for the show to begin.

Crazy, is this your line?

Liao Wenjie rolled his eyes, everyone saw that it was none of his business, it was the black bear that kept pressing forward step by step, and Leon fanned the flames, which finally led to the black bear being sent to the hospital.

Liao Wenjie could clearly see the level of Black Bear before his Taoism was over.

The limits of ordinary people's fists and feet.

This type of people, some of whom Liao Wenjie has met, including Wu Luoxian, Zhou Xingxing, and Muay Thai Man, all belong to this level.

They have worked hard to hone their fighting skills for many years, and they have more or less developed some telekinesis, and have made some achievements in martial arts. Because they didn't know how to do it, that is, they didn't practice telekinesis in a systematic way, so the telekinesis was developed, but it was scattered and unable to be condensed and formed, which limited their possibility of going further.

With bare hands, it would not be a problem to throw such people into a crowd and beat them ten at a time. It happened to be just a little bit wrong, and it was still bound by Newtonian mechanics. Even with all its strength, it could only jump horizontally repeatedly within the limits of ordinary people.

Full of explosive power, strong and heavy punches and kicks, but there is a lack of breath in the chest. Although he has strength, he cannot last long.

This breath is the power of thought.

The so-called mind power is the product of sharpening one's energy and spirit. In layman's terms, it means thoughts and spiritual power.

When Liao Wenjie, Uncle Jiu, and Si Mu were discussing the Nine-Character Mantra, Uncle Jiu mentioned the power of telepathy.

For people, the spirit cannot be independent of the body, and this is even more true for Taoists. If you want to practice Taoism, both the spirit and the body are indispensable.

The same goes for demons.

For ghosts, it's a different story.

Unless a great opportunity comes, the sword will deviate and find another strange way. For example, Guan Erye, whose head was chopped off, had a righteous character during his lifetime. After his death, he received incense from thousands of families and continued sacrifices in temples. He directly shed his ghost body and became a god immediately.

For example, Uncle Jiu’s dream became a sinister errand in the underworld.

He is currently working hard on this, doing good deeds every day and striving to make his resume look good so that he can find a position in the underworld after his death and become a lowly god.

Another example is the famous list of gods. The people on the list are all the righteous gods of heaven and earth.

Of course, for ordinary people, being on the list of gods is equivalent to reaching the sky in one step and becoming immortal directly. But for those big guys who are already enlightened, the list of gods is not very friendly.

Clocking in to work every day, who can stand this?

There are many more examples, so I won’t list them all. I can only say that it is extremely difficult for ghosts to practice cultivation.

It seems unfair to ghosts, but in fact it is impartial.

After all, if yin does not exist alone, if yang does not grow alone, everything will happen if yin and yang are combined. This is the way of heaven.

Ghosts have yin but no yang, and half of their nature is missing. If this can be achieved through cultivation, it would be truly unfair.

…

Closer to home, although Black Bear's telekinesis is not decent, he will subconsciously coordinate his breathing when fighting, ensuring that he is faster, stronger, and more durable than ordinary people.

He was seen striding closer. When he was two meters away, he charged forward and grabbed Liao Wenjie's shoulders with both hands.

The head of the judo club, even outside the arena, fights are the way of judo, and they will not use black tricks like eye-piercing or finger-tickling in street gang fights.

It has nothing to do with personal qualities, he is used to beating people like this.

In just a few positions, he arrived in an instant. The moment he grabbed Liao Wenjie's shoulders, Black Bear's eyes flashed, and he threw him sideways.

The movements are capable and without any sloppiness, but it's a pity...

Sticking too close is equivalent to giving your opponent all the flaws.

Liao Wenjie pointed his swords together and struck hard at the black bear's waist with a swift strike.

Insert your fingertips three-thirds into the flesh.

Itching, numbness, soreness, and pain swept through the whole body. The black bear froze on the spot, and his raised butt subconsciously pushed forward.

The strength in his waist was cut off, and his hands had nowhere to rely on. He shivered on the spot, released his hands on Liao Wenjie's shoulders, held his waist and took two steps back, his whole face turned red from holding back.

Only he knows what it feels like.

It hurts!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hei, you had too much gap, so I subconsciously poked you."

"My surname is not Hei!"

Hearing this, Black Bear felt a chill in part of his body. Fortunately, Liao Wenjie had a measured strike and poked his waist. If he had poked there, he would have been awarded the title of outstanding fighter for two consecutive years...

Wait, don’t poke your waist!

"You brat, have you practiced before?" Black Bear asked holding his breath.

"It's just a blind practice, it's just a trick, it's not worth mentioning."

Liao Wenjie waved his hand modestly and put the other hand behind his back, waiting for the black bear to attack again.

The black bear got into a fighting stance, slid forward, and moved forward little by little. Seeing that Liao Wenjie was motionless, he just thought he was pretending.

He was impatient just now, and his subjective impression was causing trouble. Seeing Liao Wenjie's fair face, he thought he was a sissy, otherwise he wouldn't have thrown someone up.

Not this time!

"drink!"

Black Bear let out a low cry, clenched a fist on his waist with one hand, and grabbed Liao Wenjie's chest with the other hand.

Just when he was buttoning up his clothes and preparing to hit him with a heavy punch, an afterimage flashed in front of him, and a strong wind blew against his face, causing him to narrow his eyes and raise his hair.

The scene was still, the corners of Black Bear's eyes twitched, beads of sweat fell from his forehead, and his outstretched fist paused in the air.

On the opposite side, Liao Wenjie stopped in front of the black bear with his palms. He just clicked on it without causing blood to flow out of the horizontal face. His nose was crooked to one side, as if he had opened a soy sauce shop. It was salty, sour and spicy, and it was all over the place. get out.

"Mr. Hei, look at you. You dress politely, but you always bully others and hit others with your sleeves rolled up. It's really outrageous."

Liao Wenjie retracted his hand, wrapped his palm around Black Bear's fist, and pressed it down little by little: "The Elite Center is a school after all. As the general and teacher, doing this will only bring bad atmosphere and teach the students badly. You are right. wrong?"

"Yep……"

Black Bear's face turned red and he shed tears of shame.

"Okay, gentlemen, how rude is it to cry and cry? As long as you change your ways, you still have a chance."

Liao Wenjie patted Black Bear on the shoulder, hooked his fingers at Leon, walked around Black Bear and walked towards the gate of the elite academy.

Before he had gone five meters, he took out the pistol from Leon's arms with his backhand, pointed it at the sky and banged it.

"..."x3

Got a gun!

The black bear and the two dragon sets trembled together.

"Damn it, Leon, what's wrong with you? Don't you even have insurance?"

"My magical body protection is invulnerable, why do I need insurance?"

"What about my teammates?"

"It's a serious injury, why would you want to die..."

"..."

After the two of them walked away, Black Bear squatted down on the spot, covered his face with one hand and cried like a child.

"General, are you okay?"

"Commander, cry out, don't be embarrassed! The other party is very martial, let alone you, I was moved!"

"I'm so moved, you know what the heck, I'm not moved..."

Black Bear showed his trembling hand and said, "That kid talks about benevolence and morality, but secretly he is doing evil things. My bones are about to be broken. Send me to the hospital quickly."