Chapter 483: Door-to-door challenge

The teenager rushed into the crowd, really unstoppable like a fierce general.
The three brawny men rushed up together, trying to push him to the ground. The latter leaped slightly and flew directly into the sky, stepped on the brawny's shoulder with his right foot, and turned and lunged at the person next to him.
Click!
With the painful cry, another person fell to the ground.
Ah Jiu beat his chest and roared in excitement. His eyes were fierce and cruel, like a beast that could eat people. The tragic aura radiated from him, making people tremble.
More than 20 brawny men surrounded a young man, and he lost seven or eight people in just one minute.
Seeing the screaming companions who fell on the ground clutching their calves, everyone's eyes flickered, and they couldn't help but retreat.
Ah Jiu was not interested in paying attention to other people's thoughts. After venting, he continued to rush into the crowd. It was like a wolf, hunting and killing one after another.
The so-called martial arts disciples were like sheep in front of him, only killing but not eating, their leg bones were broken one after another, and some even pierced flesh and blood, exposed to the sun.
In the face of such a ruthless person, even the core disciples such as Zuoqiu were so scared that their faces were pale, and cold sweats broke out on their foreheads.
Someone couldn't help it anymore and turned and ran out. Seeing that the situation was not good, the others hurriedly followed.
A group of people came fiercely, but they ran faster than rabbits.
Jiu wanted to chase, but Luke called back.
"How is it, how enjoyable?"
The young man showed a naive expression,
"They are so weak."
"Then find a strong one. Let's go to the sect of the Wuyue Sect and take off their door plaques and burn them as firewood."
…
In the evening.
The gray-headed Zuoqiu and the others rushed back to the villa. When they saw the master, they threw a plop and knelt directly on the ground.
"The disciples are incompetent. I'm sorry for Master's teaching."
After waiting for a few seconds, there was no familiar thunder anger, but there was dead silence.
Zuo Qiu couldn't help raising his head, with a look of doubt in his eyes. What happened to the master, could it be that he was out of anger.
A younger brother walked over and whispered,
"In the afternoon, Master received a text message. Tomorrow, Luke Xiao and others will arrive at Huashan."
Huashan is the land of the sect of the Five Sacred Mountains, and it is also fundamental.
What comes to mind...
The expressions of the disciples suddenly changed, and Luke Xiao was too mad.
"Zuoqiu!"
A low voice sounded, Zuo Qiu quickly got up,
"The disciple is here."
"Pack up things and return to Huashan overnight. The old man will have to see how arrogant they can be."
Yue Buqun flicked his sleeve, turned and walked out.
Everyone glanced at each other, and they all felt like a catastrophe was imminent.
…
At noon the next day, a limousine stopped at the foot of Huashan Mountain.
Luke raised his head and looked at the mountains surrounded by clouds and mist, and then he said to the boy.
"Do you know who your father is?"
father?
Ah Jiu was very unfamiliar with this word, and asked in confusion,
"Do I have a father?"
"Of course, everyone has a father, and you are no exception. Remember, your last name is Zhang Ajiu, and your father is Zhang Hanqing, the former head of the Lingxu faction. If someone asks you, you Tell them that."
Zhang Hanqing!
The teenager scratched his hair, always feeling like he'd heard it somewhere.
Luke stared at him, "Repeat me again, what's your name?"
"My name is Zhang Ajiu, and my father's name is... Zhang Hanqing, the former head of the Lingxu faction."
"well!"
Luke patted him on the shoulder, "Come on, let's go up the mountain."
Huashan Mountain is very high, and the towering peaks are like pillars, which look like a few fingers inserted into the clouds from a distance.
The sect of the Five Sacred Mountains is located on the mountainside in a flat place.
The three climbed up the steps, and when they arrived at the door, there were already menacing disciples of the Wuyue School standing around them.
Luke didn’t even look at them. He walked along the gravel road until he stopped at the front door. He glanced up at the door plaque on the stone gate and said to the boy next to him.
"Pick it off."
Ah Jiu leaped forward, clasped the door plaque with both hands, and pulled forcefully. .
Click!
Tear off together with the nails behind.
This scene angered everyone, and the entire square was boiling. The disciples were filled with righteous indignation and wished to tear the three to pieces.
Luke narrowed his eyes, and the terror pressure swayed around. In an instant, all the voices disappeared.
"Go, let's meet the legendary head of Yue."
Luke and Linda walked in front, Ah Jiu carried the door plaque and followed behind, passing through the pale-faced crowd, to the main hall of the Five Sacred Mountains, a white robe Yue Buqun sitting in the main seat, and the elders of the Zongmen on both sides At the top, his eyes were sharp, staring at the oncoming youth.
"Luke Xiao, Master Xiao!"
The voice was hoarse and low, with endless anger.
"Don't dare, you can't be your eldest young master, just call me Mr. Xiao."
Luke raised his hand and Ah Jiu stepped forward and threw the door plaque with the words "Five Sacred Sect" on the ground.
Zuoqiu was furious, "Luke Xiao, you are too presumptuous, what do you think this is?"
Luke didn't even look at him, his eyes were directed at the old man on the main seat, the corners of his mouth were slightly open, and his frivolous tone was full of provocation.
"I remember that the ancient martial arts world in China had a rule of going to the gym. I don't know if Ah Jiu did it right."
Everyone was stunned. UU read www.uukahnshu.com and glanced at the door plaque on the ground. Someone couldn't help but say, as if he understood something.
"You want to challenge the Five Sacred Mountains?"
"of course not."
Luke chuckled, "I'm not from your side, and I don't know anything about ancient boxing. I don't have the qualifications to challenge. It's the brother next to me who wants to challenge."
"Ajiu, tell them, who are you?"
The boy stood up and said stupidly,
"My name is Zhang Ajiu, and my father's name is Zhang Hanqing. I am the former head of the Lingxu faction."
Zhang Hanqing!
The eyes of a few old men flickered, as if they were thinking of something in the past.
Luke continued, "This brother of mine grew up in the ruins of the Lingxu Sect. He is the last disciple of the Lingxu Sect. His head was injured when he was young. Bring him here."
"Everyone, according to the rules of the ancient martial arts, if you should not fight, then the Wuyue faction will be removed from now on!"
The air sank suddenly, and Luke's words fell like a sharp sword.
The ancient martial arts world does have this rule, and no one has used it for decades. In the Chinese country where peace and prosperity are the mainstay, going to the gym is beautiful, and it is tantamount to breaking the road.
Unless there is a feud, no one will use this extreme method.
The elders looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.
Seeing no one was speaking, Luke couldn't help laughing.
"Let's go, Ajiu, a bunch of cowards, it's not worth your shot."
The young man nodded, picked up the door plaque and left.
"Wait."
Yue Buqun stood up and said word by word, "How do you compare?"
"Naturally follow the rules, with one enemy, five, and five wins, we will take away the gate plaque, and Wuyue dispatched all the disciples under the gate, and will be removed from the rivers and lakes from now on. If you lose your name..." Luke smiled lightly.
"I will give you the Husha Zhenjing."
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