Just Discharged From the Military and Got Tied Down by A Cold Beauty -
Chapter 62: 1 vs 121
Chapter 62: Chapter 62: 1 vs 121
"Lu Xiao, keep up your arrogance!" Pingchuan Xinyi struggled to his feet, his old face twisted in madness.
The more than one hundred people had taken him twenty full years to train, each one had been sent to a training base from infancy. They were cold-blooded and strong, and simultaneously extremely loyal.
Even if he asked them to die, they would slit their own throats without hesitation.
"Mr. Lu, Pavilion Master, you guys go first," Zhou Hu shouted, lifting his large knife over his head.
"Security Team, engage the enemy!"
Watching the hundreds of people closing in, Pingchuan Xinyi’s eyes filled with disdain.
This trash dares to battle my Death Soldiers? Ridiculous.
"No rush, I’ll kill a few first." As both parties were about to clash, Hu Sheng appeared out of nowhere, his body bursting with a desire to fight.
Seeing Hu Sheng, Pingchuan Xinyi’s expression turned a bit more serious.
Pingchuan never took the rest of the trash from the White Clothes Pavilion seriously, but Hu Sheng was different, he was indeed a Divine List powerhouse.
"Hu Sheng, if you don’t intervene, you can leave alive today," Pingchuan Xinyi called out.
Hu Sheng snorted derisively, this little brat really thinks too highly of himself.
Dare you bark at Mr. Lu with just this trash under your command? Wondering who gave you the courage.
Black Lotus has Arthur and over a hundred Divine List powerhouses, but what was the final outcome? Weren’t they all defeated through and through by Mr. Lu?
Actually, this was why he wanted to move first, to kill a few to appease his cravings; otherwise, once Lu Xiao made his move, there would be no chance left.
"Pingchuan Xinyi is it? You old fool, you’re way too full of yourself. Have all your men come at once," Hu Sheng beckoned with his fingers.
Pingchuan Xinyi almost laughed out loud in anger.
Let my hundred-plus Death Soldiers come at once? Who the hell do you think you are!
Just a Divine List rank around a thousand, what’s there to be arrogant about?
Letting you go was giving you face, afraid of losing my men.
"Since you’re courting death, go ahead then, 004, 005, kill him for me," Pingchuan Xinyi snorted coldly.
Each of his subordinates had a number.
The lower the number, the stronger the individual’s strength.
The combat abilities of 004 and 005 were not less than a Divine List rank around a thousand, especially when both of them were attacking together.
It was more than enough to take down Hu Sheng.
In the crowd, two figures suddenly charged out, rushing ferociously towards Hu Sheng.
Hu Sheng curled his lips, the strength of these two was probably about the same as He Chong’s.
Really? Do you really think, just because He Chong and I are both Tributors of the White Clothes Pavilion, our strengths are similar?
He Chong, that poor trash, ten of him wouldn’t even scare me.
"Wound Gate, open!" Hu Sheng roared, his aura exploding.
To the side, Lu Xiao couldn’t help but roll his eyes, Hu Sheng you little son of a gun, don’t you have any other moves? You’re Miao Qidao’s disciple, why don’t you use a knife? Always using my Locking Eight Gates.
Key point is, even if you use it, you use it so poorly.
When I created the Locking Eight Gates, one gate locked one layer of strength. When all eight gates were opened, even my master, that old freak, had to bow down and call me ’big brother’.
Why is it that when you use it, it looks like cheap goods from a street stall?
"Bang! Bang!" In the next second, Hu Sheng’s fists smashed into the chests of 004 and 005, the sound of breaking ribs followed.
The two flew back and fell to the ground, spitting out several mouthfuls of fresh blood before they stopped moving.
"Tributor Hu is awesome!" Zhou Hu instantly turned into a cheerleader, waving his large knife and shouting.
Seeing their big brother shouting, members of the Security Team also started shouting enthusiastically.
As for Pingchuan Xinyi, watching 004 and 005 lying on the ground, dead or alive unknown, his face turned extremely ugly.
Hu Sheng, that guy, is definitely not just a Divine List rank of a thousand.
The damned pretender, hiding his true strength!
"Everyone, attack! Kill Hu Sheng first!" Pingchuan Xinyi waved his hand.
All the hundred-plus Death Soldiers crowded around Hu Sheng.
Zhou Hu was just about to call for the Security Team to join in, but before he could speak, he was stopped by Lu Xiao.
"Just watch, let Hu Sheng get some practice," Lu Xiao said with a smile.
The strength of the members of the White Clothes Pavilion Security Team was indeed pretty mediocre. Although they were numerous, engaging in such a fight would definitely result in heavy casualties.
"Yes, Mr. Lu." Since Lu Xiao had spoken, Zhou Hu naturally nodded.
Actually, Zhou Hu also knew, the people Pingchuan Xinyi had nurtured were very strong, and probably none of them were weaker than he was.
If they really went to fight, the Security Team could only depend on luck to compete with them.
"Mr. Lu, can Tributor Hu win?" Zhou Hu couldn’t help but ask.
Hu Sheng was only one person, while on the other side, he had counted at least 119.
If it were him, not to mention facing these 119 experts under Pingchuan Xinyi, even facing 119 ordinary people, he would be beaten to death instantly.
"It’s unlikely," Lu Xiao shook his head.
One-on-one, Hu Sheng could blow away any of them.
But one against over a hundred, Hu Sheng just didn’t have that ability.
"Mr. Lu, shouldn’t we join in now? There might still be a chance!" Zhou Hu was somewhat anxious. Mr. Lu’s strength was certainly stronger than Tributor Hu, but after all, that was more than a hundred people.
"No need," Lu Xiao shook his head, "Wait for Hu Sheng to finish, then I’ll go."
"When I kill people, I don’t like others stealing my kills."
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