Chapter 1420: Character is Not Bad
"Whoa!"
Xu Que was excited and overjoyed.
Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?
This is the rhythm of doing big things!
What kind of existence is the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? It is known as the number one palm technique in the world, extremely masculine, with infinite power!
Of course, this is not the point.
The point is that this set of palm techniques only costs 100 Acting Cool Points, and it is particularly stylish, linked to dragons. Once displayed, wouldn't it shock the people of Earth?
"Redeem, must redeem, this time it will definitely... eh, wait a minute, why is there a line of small print in this introduction?"
Xu Que was originally excited and wanted to redeem it, but a glance from the corner of his eye suddenly discovered a line of small print in the system introduction.
Looking closely, he almost cried.
"100 Acting Cool Points, randomly draw one of the palm techniques? Damn, do you dare to write it even smaller? I said so, how could the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms only sell for 100 Acting Cool Points? It turns out it's all a routine!"
Xu Que complained on the spot. This system is too cunning, actually playing this set, and it feels very familiar, it seems to be the original recipe.
Back then, when he descended to the cultivation world, the system also gave him the Nine Secrets in this way, only allowing him to randomly draw one of them. Once he drew a duplicate, there was no way to get a refund.
Whoosh!
At this moment, just after Xu Que finished complaining in his heart, the system interface suddenly flashed with radiance, and the small print that prompted a random draw of one of the moves actually enlarged!
Xu Que instantly widened his eyes. This replica system is so arrogant!
This appearance is like telling Xu Que, you think the font is too small, then the system will enlarge it for you to see. Take it or leave it!
"Damn, fine, fine, you're awesome. Anyway, in this place, no matter how many Acting Cool Points are left, they are useless. Do you really think I don't dare to be a prodigal?" Xu Que snorted, directly moved his heart, and redeemed this martial art.
The system interface flashed again, and a burst of warmth surged in Xu Que's body, penetrating his entire body, and a martial arts move appeared in his mind, as if it were innate.
"Ding, congratulations to host Xu Que for obtaining the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms: Kang Long You Hui!"
At the same time, the system prompt sounded in Xu Que's mind.
"Eh? Actually drew Kang Long You Hui?" Xu Que was instantly overjoyed. His character seems okay!
Among the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, there are palm techniques that favor attack and those that favor defense. There is no strongest palm, only the full eighteen palms, plus deep internal strength, that make this set of palm techniques the number one in the world.
But the situation is urgent now, and Xu Que has no way to learn the complete palm technique, but he drew Kang Long You Hui, which is the first palm of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, favoring attack.
In Mr. Jin Yong's works, the power of this palm is extremely strong, and even Huang Yaoshi admired it.
Xu Que felt that his character was not bad because the palm he drew was very suitable for dealing with the current situation.
"Xu Que, damn you, stand still!"
"If you have the guts, don't run!"
"You're dead today!"
At this time, the people from the Taekwondo Club were still chasing Xu Que, making fierce threats, clearly in an attitude of wanting to beat him to pieces.
The students watching the show were shaking their heads and smiling bitterly. Except for Ji Shengnan and the others, no one dared to step forward to dissuade them.
Xuan Yuan Wanrong still stood in place with a blank expression, watching this farce of chasing and being chased. She herself was unconcerned and aloof. It didn't matter if Xu Que was beaten to pieces; anyway, being beaten to pieces wouldn't affect the relationship between Xu Que and her!
Even in her view, it wasn't necessarily a bad thing for Xu Que to be taught a lesson. With this rogue's past style, it was quite satisfying to see him be taught a lesson!
However, at this moment, Xu Que, who was still rushing to save his life, hiding in the crowd and playing hide-and-seek with the members of the Taekwondo Club, suddenly drilled out of the crowd and actually rushed to the front of the Taekwondo Club president Wang Li.
Wang Li had been squatting in place after his palm was broken by a punch. Now that Xu Que rushed over, there was no one around him.
The many students watching the show saw this scene and widened their eyes, having a bad premonition!
The members of the Taekwondo Club chasing Xu Que also twitched their eyelids.
"You... what are you doing?" Wang Li was also frightened, looking at Xu Que with a face full of horror, and shouted: "Damn, don't come over!"
"Hehe!" Xu Que had a cheap smile, not only didn't stop, but accelerated and rushed up, kicked his foot against the ground, flew into the air, and kicked directly towards Wang Li's face.
Wang Li hurriedly raised his uninjured hand to block in front of him, making a parrying posture, while his hands were already clenched into fists, his arm muscles tense, intending to catch this kick and then counterattack to hammer Xu Que.
"Bang!"
With a dull sound, Xu Que's kick landed steadily on Wang Li's arms, a very ordinary attack, an action that a healthy ordinary person could basically complete.
Wang Li also caught this kick solidly. Except for a slight numbness and pain in his arms, there was no damage, and his lower body was even very stable, not having retreated half a step.
"Heh, just this bit of strength? And you dare to act cool in front of me?" Wang Li sneered, and at the same time swung his fist, blasting towards Xu Que.
Xu Que, however, raised a smile at the corners of his mouth, and at the same time threw a punch, a burst of warmth surged in his dantian mansion, penetrating his meridians, gathering towards his fist, and shaking Wang Li's big fist hard.
"Crack!"
The two fists collided, and a crisp sound of bone breaking actually rang out.
Everyone present was startled, with faces full of shock.
No way?
Not to that extent, right?
Actually reached this step, Wang Li broke Xu Que's hand?
"Ah..."
But the next moment, Wang Li suddenly dropped his arm, held his right hand tightly with his other hand, his face ferocious and painful, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he screamed heartbreakingly.
In an instant, except for Wang Li's screams, only a sound of gasping remained in the whole room.
Everyone was dumbfounded, this ending was truly unexpected.
The president of the Taekwondo Club was actually beaten to a fracture by Xu Que with one punch!
This damn... how weak is he?
"Damn, did this guy install steel plates on his hands?" A student from the Taekwondo Club cursed.
"What are you all stunned for? Go up, this guy made the first move, and now he has also beaten the president's hand to a fracture. We can safely beat him to death, the school will definitely stand on our side!" Another person also shouted and greeted the others.
Afterwards, more than a dozen Taekwondo students rushed forward together.
Before, they just intended to scare Xu Que, teach him a lesson, and that would be it. Moreover, they couldn't beat him too hard, otherwise the school would really be very difficult to explain to.
But now the nature had changed. Xu Que made the first move and also broke Wang Li's arm. They made a move again, which was helping the weak and upholding justice, even if they also beat Xu Que to a fracture, the school would definitely not do anything to them, at most it would be a demerit.
"Oh my, really all together? Come on, I'll see whose hand also wants to be fractured!" Xu Que faced the crowd and shouted loudly.
But those dozen or so students didn't intend to stop at all, rushed forward, and put all their strength into taking this opportunity to beat Xu Que!
Seeing this, Xu Que couldn't hold back anymore, turned his head and ran directly towards the crowd.
Although he redeemed Basic Internal Kung Fu and Basic Fist Method, and could beat Wang Li to a fracture with one punch, that was also the power of the combination of internal strength and fist method.
But "two fists are no match for four hands" is really not something said casually. Like this kind of basic martial arts, beating one or two is easy, beating three or four is not a big problem, but beating more than a dozen is destined to be injured!
Being injured is a small matter, but what if he hurts his handsome face? Wouldn't it be a loss that outweighs the gain?
If you don't run now, when will you run?
"Damn, he's scared!"
"Chase him, don't let him run!"
End of Chapter
