Chapter 7: Willing to bet

A smile appeared on Luo Xiu's face, and he was quite satisfied with the effect of his second punch.
The sixth stage martial arts of body refining can leave a shallow trace on the black stone tablet, but to achieve this effect, at least the seventh stage of body refining can do it.
This shows that his strength can already be comparable to the Seventh Body Refining.
"Boy, what kind of ability to show off martial arts here, don't try to use martial arts if you have the ability.
Zhao Liang frowned and shouted, feeling that Luo Xiu would undoubtedly steal his limelight by doing so.
"Why should I listen to you?" Luo Xiu gave him a faint look.
"Hmph, you dare not try to prove that you are not capable of this. Since you are not capable, don't be embarrassed here." Zhao Liang said strongly.
"Yes, that is, I don't know where to learn a great martial art, what is there to show off?"
"Martial skill doesn't mean strength. Some people have some ability and don't know how to show off everywhere. It's disgusting."
Many other people nearby also agreed and said, showing contempt for Luo Xiu.
Luo Xiu laughed dumbly, as to the logic of this group of Wudian students, he was really speechless.
"Boy, what are you laughing at?" Zhao Liang snorted coldly.
"I laugh at you guys who are self-righteous, with eyes above the top, they laugh at others if they don't have the ability." Luo Xiu said disdainfully.
"Presumptuous! Who do you say is not capable?" Zhao Liang's face became cold, especially the disdain in Luo Xiu's eyes, which made him rise in anger. The momentum of the sixth stage of body refining made some people nearby feel depressed.
"Who I am talking about knows." Luo Xiu is not afraid of the other party's momentum, and the fluctuations of internal energy are also spreading on his body.
"Five body refining? This Luo Xiu seems to have been refining four times a month ago, right?"
"Well, I heard that it only took him a few days to go from the second body refining to the fourth body refining. This is another month, and he actually has the fifth body refining."
"I think this guy is sincere to show off. He hit two middle-level classmates in front of the library. It can be seen that he doesn't pay attention to our middle-level classmates anymore."
Luo Xiu didn't bother to pay attention to this group of guys who said sour without eating grapes. He had planned to come here to practice dragon and tiger boxing. When he was disturbed by these guys, he suddenly lost his mood.
"Boy, you are crazy. I heard that Zhang Hai planned to teach you last time. Later, Teacher Lu came forward to relieve the siege, otherwise you would have been abandoned."
Zhao Liang sneered and walked towards Luo Xiu, "You just said that I have no ability, dare you to gamble with me?"
"What are you betting on?" Luo Xiu frowned.
"Of course it is deeper than a comparison who can leave a trace on the black stone tablet. Aren't you crazy just now, dare you to compare?" Zhao Liang said confidently.
"Yes, you, the trash of the junior class, dare to show off. If you have the ability, you can compare with Zhao Liang."
"Just like him who has a little ability to show off everywhere, if he can win Zhao Liang, I will eat the Black Stone Tablet!"
The people nearby all yelled at him, and the words were even more unabashedly mocking and demeaning to Luo Xiu.
Luo Xiu has no interest in this kind of boring competition, but he also knows that if he refuses to compare with Zhao Liang, these guys don't know what kind of person he will be when he goes out.
A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth and said, "How do you want to bet?"
Seeing Luo Xiu actually agreed, Zhao Liang couldn't help but stunned. Even if he sneered, he secretly said that this kid really did not live or die.
"Hey, since you want to bet, you naturally have to bet. I don't think you can't bet anything for a poor boy like you. Why don't those who lose kowtow to those who win!" Zhao Liang said, he was right Luo Xiu Certainly not better than myself.
After all, he is the sixth level of body refining, and he has cultivated the third-rank martial arts. If he shoots with all his strength, he can definitely make clear marks.
And Luo Xiu is just a poor boy from a humble background, at most he cultivates a second-rank martial arts, and his cultivation base is lower than himself, so he can win without reason.
The movement here attracted a lot of people to watch, one pass ten, ten pass a hundred, I heard that someone was going to compete with Zhao Liang, more and more people rushed over.
Luo Xiu didn't expect this Zhao Liang to be so insidious. The bet was actually kowtow to admit his mistake. If he really lost and knelt down in full view, he would never want to raise his head again in his life.
"Whoever loses will kowtow and admit his mistake. This kid said just now that others have no abilities, but this time I have to see what he has!"
"Well said, everyone present is a witness, forgive him and dare not deny it!"
Many people have the mentality of watching a good show. This kind of thing is not uncommon among Wudian students.
"Okay, I promised!" Luo Xiu responded with one bite. The other party was so aggressive, he didn't intend to be polite, let this Zhao Liang taste the consequences of provoke him!
At the same time, Luo Xiu also intends to take advantage of this matter, so that on the one hand, some people will not dare to trouble him, on the other hand, the better he performs, the more likely it is to attract the attention of Wudian teacher and elders.
Luo Xiu is very aware of his family background. It doesn’t matter if he has some disciples from the martial arts hall, but once he leaves the martial arts hall, some people will definitely retaliate against him unscrupulously, but if he is valued by the martial hall, his identity Will be very different.
"Haha, kid, you are dead!"
Zhao Liang laughed wildly, his inner Qi revolved, and he suddenly shouted, "Open your eyes and see clearly!"
"Luo Guangquan!"
There was a faint light from Zhao Liang's fist. Generally, only the seven-fold refining of the body can make the internal energy glow. It can be seen that the martial arts he uses must be a high-level martial arts, and the cultivation technique he has cultivated is at least the third rank.
"boom!"
The black stone stele shook, and a dull sound came out. Zhao Liang could say that he shot with all his strength, and his fist left a clear fist mark on the stele.
"Amazing!"
The crowd nearby exclaimed.
"I just saw Zhao Liang's fist emit a light of inner energy, and it can be seen that his attack can be comparable to the Seventh Body Refining."
"Well, although it is still not comparable to the real Seventh Layer of Body Refining, it is not far from it. It seems that Zhao Liang's cultivation level should be about to break through."
People were shocked, and they were envious of Zhao Liang's martial arts talent.
In martial arts cultivation, talent is very important. For the same amount of time and the same resources, some people have practiced for ten years, which may not be worth a year of cultivation for a genius.
Not only that, but the same martial arts, people with high talents are more likely to understand the mystery, and display them with greater power.
Zhao Liang was promoted to the intermediate class at the age of thirteen. He is almost one of the scheduled members of the advanced class. His martial arts talent is obvious to all.
"Boy, it's your turn, wait to kowtow to me and admit my mistake!" Zhao Liang looked at Luo Xiu proudly.
On the black stone stele, two fist prints are clearly visible, one is the fist print that Luo Xiu hit before, and the other is the fist print that Zhao Liang hit with all his strength just now, but Zhao Liang's fist print is clearer than Luo Xiu's, and it is also concave. Deeper.
Luo Xiu didn't speak. At this time, no matter how beautiful he spoke, he would not be as convincing as speaking with strength.
"Tiger style!"
With a soft drink, his figure suddenly moved, and with the momentum of a tiger descending the mountain, he punched the black stele.
"This is... Dragon Tiger Boxing?"
"I heard that although this dragon tiger boxing is a second-grade martial arts, many people practice only with their own personality and no charm. Looking at Luo Xiu's posture, it seems to have understood the essence of it."
"No? This kid has such a high talent for martial arts?"
Luo Xiu's performance also caused a lot of surprises.
"Boom!"
A fierce tiger bombarded the black stone stele, and the violent fist wind swept across, bringing up a piece of dust, full of power.
Everyone stared at this moment, wanting to see how powerful Luo Xiu's punch was.
The next moment, there was silence all around.
"This... how is this possible?"
When Zhao Liang saw the fist marks on the Black Stone Tablet, he was stunned, and his mood sank to the bottom in an instant.
"Look, the fist marks left by Luo Xiu are in the form of a tiger's head!" someone exclaimed.
"Really?" The others stared curiously.
"Damn, it's really in the shape of a roaring tiger's mouth!"
"Gosh, am I right?"
"I heard that this effect can only be achieved by comprehending the essence of Dragon Tiger Fist and Tiger Style!"
"There are two styles of Dragon Tiger Boxing, and one style is called Dragon Style. I don't know if he has completed it."
The crowd exclaimed again and again, admired and screamed. At this moment, everyone looked at Luo Xiu's eyes, no longer with disdain and sarcasm, but with deep shock.
Zhao Liang was also completely stunned. The traces he had left on the black stone stele were not comparable to the tiger-head fist marks left by Luo Xiu in the form of a dragon-tiger fist.
"It's impossible! Even a body-refining seven-layer warrior can't make such a deep fist mark!" Zhao Liang couldn't believe it, his lips trembled a little.
At this moment, many Wudian students who were still standing by Zhao Liang's side looked at him with a trace of pity.
In this competition, which is stronger and weaker, it has been clear.
"Brother Zhao Liang, according to our previous gambling agreement, should you kowtow to admit your mistake now?" Luo Xiu said with a sneer.
From the very beginning, he didn't provoke this Zhao Liang, but the other party felt that he had robbed him of the limelight and was aggressive, and even offered a kowtow to admit his mistakes. He made up his mind that he would not be able to raise his head forever.
Zhao Liang is also very clear that if he really kowtows and admits his mistake today, even if he has a chance to become an elite in the advanced class in the future, he will definitely become the laughing stock of everyone in the martial arts palace.
"The kid surnamed Luo, don't go too far!" Zhao Liang said with a gloomy expression.
"You proposed the gambling fight, do you want to go back? Everyone can look at you!" Luo Xiu sneered.
The so-called humiliator is a constant humiliation. Luo Xiu knows that even if he let go of Zhao Liang today, the other party will not only not appreciate himself, but also hate himself.
"Good martial arts training doesn't mean that you are strong. You'd better not take an inch!" Zhao Liang's eyes showed a harsh color.
"Yeah, Luo Xiu, since you have already won, why bother to fight?"
"Everyone is a student of Wudian, bow your head without looking up, you really want Zhao Liang to confess his mistake, it would be too much."
Among the onlookers, some people who had a good relationship with Zhao Liang on weekdays spoke.
Luo Xiu's eyes were cold, he swept across the few people who were speaking, and sneered: "If it was me who lost, you would let me go?"
These people were swept away by Luo Xiu's gaze, and they couldn't help taking two steps back. In fact, everyone present was not a fool, but no one stood up to help Luo Xiu say something, but they didn't want to offend Zhao Liang.
"I abolished you!"
When Luo Xiu threatened those people, Zhao Liang, who was standing opposite him, suddenly shot, with a hideous face. His arms were like two pythons, intertwined with each other, and the inner energy was running, fierce and clever.
This is another third-rank martial skill Shuangmanquan. Although it is not as powerful as Luo Guangquan, it can be shot extremely fast, making it hard to defend against.
He made up his mind that he would never kowtow to admit his mistakes, but as long as Luo Xiu was abolished, even if he would be shameless, it would be better than a lifetime of not being able to raise his head.
Luo Xiu also didn't expect that people like Zhao Liang would be so sinister and vicious, and the opponent's attack would hit his waist. If he was hit, he would be crippled without death.
"Tenglong style!"
With an angry shout, Luo Xiu turned his inner Qi to the extreme, leaped up to avoid the vital point, extended his arms, his body was like a swimming dragon, his fists brought the afterimage, and he slammed towards Zhao Liang fiercely.
Zhao Liang's expression changed, and he never expected that Luo Xiu would be able to dodge his attack when he was in danger, and could also make a counterattack.
He quickly changed his moves, the faint light between his hands lit up, and he played his strongest martial skill, Luo Guangquan.
"Boom!"
The fists of the two collided, and everyone watching around could feel the pain in the cheeks blown by the strong wind.
Zhao Liang's figure trembled, and there was a sharp pain in his fist. The blood in his body was churning, almost vomiting blood.
"Kneel me down!"
At this moment, Luo Xiu grabbed his hand, and Zhao Liang's first reaction was to block it, but his two arms seemed to lose consciousness and did not listen.
I saw Luo Xiu's palm constantly enlarged in his eyes, pressing against his forehead with a bang.
A huge force was added to his body, and then there was a sharp pain in both legs and knees, but he was kicked by Luo Xiu's toes, and he knelt directly on the ground with a thump.
"A man must be honest and willing to bet."
Luo Xiu's expressionless face, directly pressed Zhao Liang's head, and slammed it to the ground with a bang.
The pain on his body was far less than the humiliation in his heart. Zhao Liang was so angry that he spouted blood and passed out on the spot.