Bang!
Chen Chu and Xia Youhui attacked with all their strength again. There was a dull explosion when their fists and palms collided, and both sides were knocked back several steps by a powerful recoil force.
"Stop, no more fighting."
Xia Youhui, who was sweating profusely and gasping for breath, waved his hand to signal that he would stop fighting.
Seeing this, Chen Chu stopped and let out a long breath.
At this time, both of them were wet with sweat, their skin was flushed, and their whole bodies were emitting high temperatures, which was a phenomenon of boiling qi and blood.
After calming down his breath, Xia Youhui complained, "Ah Chu, we are just sparring, sparring, do you have to fight so hard?"
At the beginning, both of them were very measured in their fight and held back, but as the fighting atmosphere intensified and their blood boiled, Chen Chu's attacks became more and more powerful.
Faced with this situation, Xia Youhui naturally did not hold back. The two of them started punching and kicking each other, and the fight became more and more brutal.
Chen Chu touched his slightly swollen left cheek and smiled: "Isn't this a match made in heaven? It happened on impulse, and I got hit more than ten times more than you did, so I'm at a disadvantage, okay?"
"Can it be counted like this? Look at my face." Xia Youhui said indignantly, pointing at his two swollen eye sockets.
Although Chen Chu was hit by him more than ten times, the problem was that those punches landed on his back or shoulders, and he was only hit on the face, which was much better than him.
At this time, let alone Xia Youhui, even Luo Fei and others nearby did not expect that they would be beaten so badly.
Luo Fei came to Chen Chu and looked at his cheek curiously: "Chen Chu, does it hurt?"
"What do you think? Do you want to try it?" As he spoke, Chen Chu's eyes fell on her pure and beautiful face, and he was eager to try.
Such a pretty face, she would probably cry for a long time if she got punched.
Luo Fei quickly shook her head: "No."
"Hey, Xia Youhui, your arm is swollen." Li Wenwen poked Xia Youhui's left arm with her finger. He grimaced in pain and quickly dodged.
"Don't touch it, it hurts."
Lin Xue came over and took out a small bottle: "I have a bottle of special medicinal wine here, which can quickly reduce swelling and promote blood circulation. You two can use it to rub it."
"Thank you, squad leader." Xia Youhui didn't hesitate to take the medicine and went to the locker room with Chen Chu to apply the medicine.
Watching the two leave, Li Wenwen stuck out her tongue and said, "I didn't expect that classmate Chen Chu, who looks so gentle, would be so crazy in battle."
Lu Haitao, who had been silent the whole time, nodded: "Yes, Xia Youhui is in such a pity."
It was obvious that Chen Chu was always at a disadvantage and was hit more times, but for some reason, everyone felt that Xia Youhui was more miserable.
At this moment, Lu Haitao suddenly felt fortunate that he chose to stop in time after being knocked back by a punch a few days ago.
Otherwise, he might become like Xia Youhui, and then who knows what people in the class will say about him.
Lin Xue suddenly asked, "Tell me, if I invite Chen Chu to join our club again, will he refuse?"
Li Wenwen blinked her big eyes and asked curiously, "Squad leader, why did you invite him?"
The other two were also a little surprised.
They are all high school teenagers and they all want to save face. Logically speaking, after Lin Xue was rejected by Chen Chu once, she should not have such thoughts again.
Lin Xue said slowly: "Because he is very courageous and has a strong fighting instinct. He will be a good teammate if he joins our club."
The others in front only saw the two people fighting fiercely, but she saw more.
For example, Chen Chu's fighting style of not being afraid of being at a disadvantage, and even counterattacking more violently while remaining calm, as well as his instinct to exchange injuries while avoiding vital points in battle.
Such people are born warriors with strong will.
Luo Fei said softly: "I feel he will refuse again."
"Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything."
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"Hiss! Ah Chu, be gentle."
In the dressing room, Chen Chu was applying medicine on Xia Youhui's shoulder. When he applied a little force, he squealed like a pig, which made Chen Chu speechless.
"Why are you, a grown man, so afraid of pain? Look, I'm not afraid at all." As he said that, Chen Chu rubbed the powder on his chest, not taking it seriously at all.
"Nonsense, I chose the Xuanwu Thick Earth Technique just because I'm afraid of pain."
Xia Youhui rolled his eyes: "And don't lie to me, you used much less force when you wiped yourself just now, but you used a lot more force when you wiped me."
"How is that possible? Am I that kind of person?" Chen Chu put down the empty medicine bottle with a smile.
After applying the medicine, the two of them moved their bodies around again. Their qi and blood circulation were indeed much smoother than before, and the swelling on their bodies was quickly dissipating.
Chen Chu asked, "Old Xia, what is your arm strength now?"
Xia Youhui knew what he wanted to ask and did not hide it: "190 kilograms, the first level of the Xuanwu Thick Earth True Art increases the concentration of fist power by 1.5 times."
"Sure enough." Chen Chu nodded.
His current arm strength is only over 150 kilograms, and coupled with the difference in martial arts skills, it is natural that he would be completely suppressed by Xia Youhui.
If this is the case, then the strength of other people who have practiced advanced techniques is about the same as Xia Youhui. It would be difficult to defeat them. Chen Chu thought thoughtfully.
Then exchanging injury for injury is ultimately a bad idea.
Moreover, when the overall attributes are suppressed, as long as the opponent is ruthless enough, it is actually more of a loss to exchange injuries for injuries to him.
"It hurts today, but it's very enjoyable, especially Achu. I didn't expect your strength to have improved so much that you could fight me back and forth." Xia Youhui rubbed his eyes as he spoke.
"No, Old Xia, you're still better." Chen Chu praised each other.
Xia Youhui was speechless: "If I were stronger, I wouldn't be beaten like this by you."
"Isn't this what you asked me to give you?" Chen Chu smiled.
"Do you think I believe it?" Xia Youhui rolled his eyes.
At this time, Chen Chu suddenly asked: "Old Xia, do you know what happened in the past two days? I see law enforcement officers everywhere on the street."
Yesterday and today, the streets were filled with those people, and Chen Chu was a little confused about what had happened.
As for why I asked Xia Youhui, it was of course because he was well-informed.
"It's nothing serious. I heard that two evil cultists appeared. They are being investigated and tracked down in the past few days."
"The cultists, those who caused the chaos in Koroya." Chen Chu's expression froze.
Noticing his solemnity, Xia Youhui said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, Achu. We are not a small country like Koroya. No matter how many of those guys come, they will die."
"Although we don't see many practitioners in society, there are many masters in our city, especially the teachers in our school."
"But it will be a little dangerous these days. Try not to run around at night." Xia Youhui finally reminded.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Chu waited until the redness and swelling on his face subsided before leaving the school. On the way, he took out his mobile phone and searched for news about Koroya.
Then I found that half a month had passed, and the situation there had become even more serious.
Traces of rebels formed by cultivators appeared in almost half of Koroya, in addition, there were also some evil god believers mixed in.
The so-called evil cults are some dangerous elements that have emerged in recent years. They mostly appear in small and backward countries in South Asia and often cause chaos.
Therefore, every time they appear, they will be quickly eliminated by local official forces.