Chapter 121: It’s just a means to challenge the inner demon
"Do you have the guts to challenge me again?"
"I'm afraid of you!"
“…”
By the window, Wu Kun was madly attacking the people downstairs.
The girl below didn't care at all and was even picking her ears.
This made Wu Kun even more angry.
In the corridor, Brother Dao was performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation carefully following the rhythm.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Unexpectedly, Wu Kun's reaction was even greater than Long Ge's.
Several younger brothers held Wu Kun's left and right hands respectively and kept persuading him.
"Forget it, Brother Chicken!"
"Why would you argue with a kid?"
"Forget it, forget it..."
Wu Kun had already broken down, but he still passionately extended a solo invitation to Su Yu downstairs.
"This matter is not over today!"
"The little girl is just using some despicable means."
“…”
But at this time, the girl downstairs seemed to be prepared.
After rummaging through the flower bed for a while, he took out another banner.
Wu Kun sneered.
Now, his anger has reached its peak.
Nothing could affect him anymore.
The biggest taboo for people who practice martial arts is to be controlled by emotions, so I can use you to help me practice!
Let’s use today’s events to challenge the inner demons.
"Don't stop me!"
"I want to see how she's going to piss me off."
At this time, the four words on the red banner were spread out one by one.
If you are not good at it, just practice more!
Wu Kun's face flushed and his eyes widened.
Damn it!
How could this little girl with corrupt martial ethics have the qualifications to say such things!
No respect for elders!
He has only been practicing for a few years, yet he is so arrogant.
He was about to retort, but the words stuck in his mouth.
The piercing pain in my crotch is still vivid in my mind.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his right hand pointed downwards and trembled continuously.
“You…you you you!”
Wu Kun's face turned visibly pale, and he seemed unable to utter any other words.
He is a master with great strength, but he feels like he can't throw a punch.
That pale face, the trembling figure.
For Brother Dao, it is too familiar.
It seemed like a similar scene had just happened in front of me.
By the way, Brother Long seemed to have had this reaction when he was in shock.
What the hell?
I hope that guy won’t make me angry to death again?
I can’t die again!
His face changed and he quickly called a few of his younger brothers.
"Hurry, help Brother Ji calm down!"
Fortunately, Wu Kun seemed to be just a little angry.
Even though the body showed some reactions, there were no symptoms of shock.
Waited for a long time.
Brother Dao said cautiously and concernedly.
"Brother Chicken! Are you okay?"
Wu Kun looked calm, and made a gesture with his hands to calm himself down.
The energy and blood surging in his chest calmed down a little.
He then said lightly.
"fine."
He took a deep breath and spoke calmly.
"The biggest taboo in martial arts is being swayed by emotions."
"I have practiced martial arts for over 30 years, and I train my body and mind all day long."
"It's not just the martial arts techniques; his state of mind has long surpassed that of ordinary people."
"Even if you're angry, you only need to adjust your breathing and it will calm down in a very short time."
"This is the difference between martial artists and ordinary people."
"These low-level provocations are nothing more than a means to challenge my inner demons."
Brother Dao is a bit busy.
While continuing to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on Brother Long, he also had to care about Wu Kun.
He looked Wu Kun up and down and swallowed.
"Brother Ji, are you...really okay?"
Wu Kun glanced at him and sneered.
"Dao'er, are you questioning me?"
"Something's wrong? How could something be wrong with me (trembling)?"
Wu Kun spread out his hands and showed off himself confidently.
"Do I look like I'm in trouble?"
As he spoke, everyone in the corridor looked at him with strange expressions.
The big bull not far away couldn't help but pointed at Wu Kun and said.
"But you're bleeding all over."
Wu Kun was stunned, frowned and wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand, looking a little surprised.
There was indeed a trace of blood on the right hand.
He smiled faintly and waved his hand.
"It's just an internal injury from the previous battle."
Da Niu scratched his head, confusion written all over his face, and spoke seriously.
"But why are my eyes, nose, and ears bleeding?"
Wu Kun was shocked when he heard this.
"What! Bleeding from all seven orifices?"
His face changed and he took out his cell phone.
On the dark screen, his face was reflected.
I thought I had concealed it perfectly, but I didn't expect it to be so crude.
He was bleeding from all seven orifices.
Wu Kun was silent.
hateful!
Brother Dao couldn't help but ask again.
"Brother Ji, are you... sure you're okay?"
"You weren't so angry at that little girl that you vomited blood, were you?"
Wu Kun couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Hahahaha, what a joke!"
"I've practiced martial arts for so many years, how could I possibly be so angry that I vomit blood?"
He just waved his hand and said with a faint smile.
"I told you so long ago!"
"Those low-level provocations are merely my means of challenging my inner demons."
Brother Dao couldn't help but look at Wu Kun twice more.
With this mental state, it’s hard to believe that everything is fine.
He asked tentatively.
"Brother Ji, did you succeed in the challenge?"
Wu Kun smiled and said calmly.
"Ahem, of course it succeeded!"
“I feel like I’ve been reborn!”
“Cough cough cough…”
In front of everyone, Wu Kun still maintained the demeanor of a master.
But... you're coughing up blood everywhere.
"Fuck, Brother Ji, stop being so stubborn!"
"Your mouth is full of blood!"
"Stop coughing!"
"Brother Chicken! Brother Chicken!"
“…”
Brother Dao couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Even when he is about to die, he still keeps his mouth shut.
Do you really think everyone is blind?
Who would successfully challenge their inner demon and still vomit blood?
And the challenge was successful!
Even if you have never practiced martial arts, you can tell it at a glance.
This is clearly a failure in challenging the inner demon.
Brother Dao was really at his wit's end, so he handed the CPR to the rest of his brothers and immediately went forward to check on Wu Kun's condition.
"Brother Ji, are you okay?"
"Don't be so stubborn, there are no outsiders here."
Wu Kun looked extremely weak and waved his hands with the support of his two younger brothers.
"I'm fine."
"puff!!!"
A large mouthful of blood spurted out.
The corners of Brother Dao's mouth twitched and his face was covered in blood.
He pointed a finger at the blood and asked.
"Brother Ji, what is this?"
Wu Kun's scarlet lips curled up into a slight smile.
"It's just that my Dao heart is broken!"
"puff!!!"
Wu Kun's body went limp and he fell into a coma.
That body no longer had any projection.
"Brother Chicken!! Brother Chicken!!"
There was a cry of surprise in the corridor.
Brother Dao's face showed an extremely sad expression. He supported the person in front of him, with mixed feelings in his heart.
He couldn't help crying.
"Brother Chicken is no longer able to do it!"
At this moment, Wu Kun, who was lying in his arms, suddenly opened his eyes.
"Who said that?"
“???” Brother Dao was stunned. He didn’t expect Wu Kun to wake up.
"puff!!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out and Wu Kun fell into coma again.
The corner of Brother Dao's mouth twitched.
No, Brother Ji, you are too hard-mouthed.
That’s right, a chicken’s beak is hard.
…
(End of this chapter)
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