Chapter 56: Offending the Inverse Scales, the Gods and Buddhas will surely exterminate!
A dark shadow sped through the silent night with a loud whoosh, leaving behind a trail of whistling wind sounds wherever it passed.
Ma Yongzhen, who was sandwiched in the mysterious person's arms, was extremely depressed at this time. The fight just now had consumed a huge amount of his physical strength, and he was about to reach his limit, ready to be buried in the Lin family's compound. But unexpectedly, a mysterious person suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and before he could even react, he was picked up like a small chicken and sandwiched in their arms. What made him speechless was that he hadn't even seen clearly what this mysterious person looked like!
He was a disciple of the two great martial arts masters, Long Fei and Yun Changqing. If he couldn't even handle this, his two masters would go all out to find him after hearing that he had been beaten by a mysterious person.
Who was the one who saved himself? Looking at his speed just now, it's absolutely much higher than that of his two masters. Such a person is definitely not an unknown person, so why didn't he hear his master mention him before?
Ma Yongzhen, who was sandwiched in the middle, was filled with doubts, but one thing was certain - this person was definitely not his boss, Wang Yazhuo, the leader of the Axe Gang. His kung fu skills were good, but they hadn't reached such a terrifying level yet.
I'm telling you, senior, would you mind putting me down?!
Ma Yongzhen had just opened his mouth when the mysterious person suddenly slammed on the brakes and sent him flying out.
You think I'm eager to hold you, damn it, you're dead meat. If we hadn't met before, I wouldn't have saved you, it's not worth saving a dog, let the Lin and Wang families kill you instead.
The mysterious man stood there panting, pointing at Ma Yongzhen who had just stabilized himself ten meters away, and suddenly opened his mouth to scold him loudly. The words were extremely vicious, and even the highest master would be somewhat physically and mentally exhausted after such a toss.
Senior, I'm grateful for your help, but I don't like to hear you say that. You can insult me, but you cannot insult my character and dignity.
Ma Yongzhen was scolded and became extremely angry, his face sinking heavily as he protested solemnly. He was a seven-foot-tall man being lectured like a child, something that even ten people would find unbearable, let alone him.
Dignity, personality, dog fart!
I didn't expect that mysterious person to still be so unyielding and sternly accusatory, saying: A person's dignity is not something to be taken lightly, one must have the power and ability, otherwise it's useless to talk about dignity with me. What is dignity? It's only when you have more power than others that they will give you dignity. Someone who was almost bitten to death by a group of dogs, talking about dignity, is not even as good as talking about romance.
You, don't you dare speak again. The younger generation remembers the lifesaving kindness of his seniors and if he dares to insult him again, Ma Yongzhen will definitely seek an explanation even if it means risking his life.
Since childhood, Ma Yongzhen, who was favored by two masters, had never been so humiliated. He was scolded loudly and condescendingly by the other party, his face turned iron-green with rage, and he clenched his fists to warn the blurry figure in the distance: "A gentleman can be killed but not insulted." As a top-notch master, he would rather die gloriously than live humbly under the humiliation of being verbally abused by a mysterious person.
Everyone has their own reverse scales. Once the reverse scales are touched, even a mouse can reveal sharp teeth and turn over a ferocious elephant.
A life-saving favor should be repaid with a gushing spring. Ma Yongzhen learned this from his two respected and dignified masters, and he would never forget it for the rest of his life. However, to repay the kindness, if it meant enduring humiliation and insults from others, he would rather die!
Offend the reverse scales, gods and Buddhas will surely punish!
Ma Yongzhen has already shown his move, secretly mobilizing his energy, his eyes staring at the black shadow not far away like an eagle. Death is not scary, what's scary is being humiliated and reduced to nothing while still alive!
"Who would have thought that the mysterious black figure's quality and upbringing were so high? With a sneer, he said slowly: 'How dare you insult me? You talk about being grateful for saving your life, is this what your master taught you? You're trash. Your attitude towards the person who saved your life just now shows that your master is also trash, and an even bigger one at that - the king of trash. If you don't like it, come at me with all your might, wanting to fight to the death for an explanation. As long as you have the ability, I'll give you an explanation. Otherwise, shut up, what you said just now is still ringing in my ears. If you want dignity and respect from others, show some real skills."
Since you will have it so, don't blame me for being impolite.
Ma Yongzhen's teeth clenched, and the fire of indignation in his heart suddenly ignited. He scolded himself for being able to do so, and also implicated his own master. The scolding was so harsh that it was unbearable. As a big man from Shandong, his master was like a father to him. Insulting his own master was more painful than slapping himself in the face. With a cold tone, he stepped forward to find that mysterious person and fight him to the death.
At this moment, Ma Yongzhen could no longer bear the other party's arrogance and unreasonable accusations. With a sudden movement, his legs arched like a flying leopard, and his Twelve-Style Pond Legs transformed into a whirlwind-like attack on the mysterious person. He had practiced these twelve styles for over a decade, and they were now perfectly mastered. As he launched the attack, his movements were swift and powerful, with each kick aiming at the opponent's lower abdomen, groin, and middle route, each strike fierce and forceful.
He went all out today, his lifelong dignity as a person was insulted by this half-hearted benefactor in front of him, and he even gave up his bones. As soon as he started, it was a killing move, using both fists and legs, the Twelve-Style Pond Leg attacked the mysterious man's lower body, the double fists whistled out with a loud wind sound, and the Chaquan Xiaobazhang coordinated with the Twelve-Style Pond Leg to launch an all-out attack.
Those fists burst out, the dragon and phoenix flew, as fast as lightning, as brave as a fierce tiger, coordinating up and down, seamless, attacking and defending with rhythm, for a moment, like pear blossoms bursting in the rain around the mysterious person.
That mysterious person faced Ma Yongzhen's fierce and violent attack, but did not counterattack. He dodged and weaved like a nimble cat, appearing and disappearing unpredictably like a ghost, his body moving silently and effortlessly like a spring breeze, soft and flexible like gold foil. Each time he dodged, he rendered the opponent's ferocious attacks futile.
Two men, one attacking and the other defending, one serious and the other joking, seemingly evenly matched, but in reality vastly different in skill. The current Ma Yongzhen is far from being a match for this mysterious person.
The two exchanged blows like lightning and thunder for over a dozen rounds, the mysterious man smiled and asked: "Is it satisfying enough?"
Really? That's enough!
Ma Yongzhen, who was exerting himself to the fullest, was suddenly confused by the mysterious person's question and looked up at him with a puzzled expression. However, before he could react, the man had already moved swiftly behind him.
Responded with an idiotic remark without even thinking about it.
Alright, you've had your fun, now it's my turn!
A mysterious man's cold laughter came from behind, Ma Yongzhen suddenly felt his hairs standing on end, a chill ran straight to his heart, just as he was about to prepare himself, the figure turned around and appeared in front of him again.
Just as he was about to open his eyes and take a closer look, the other party suddenly threw a punch at him like lightning.
Both fists struck simultaneously, a burst of thunderous punches, Ma Yongzhen had no chance to counterattack, fast, really too fast, his once proud footwork was reduced to nothing under the opponent's punching speed, not even worth mentioning, each punch that came out was accompanied by a strong gust of wind, before he could react, another punch came crashing down.
At this moment, Ma Yongzhen felt a dull pain in his chest, like being pricked by needles. For a moment, he even had difficulty breathing. Every punch was powerful and heavy, forcing him to retreat continuously.
This phrase, which had never been used on himself before, Ma Yongzhen today has thoroughly understood the meaning of the two words. He is simply a plaything in others' hands, and it would be effortless for them to crush him to death.
What Shandong Great Han, what seven-foot-tall man, what martial arts master's disciple, in the face of powerful strength, these things are not worth mentioning, only a hard fist is the truth.
Good, I didn't think you kid's body was so tough, I've hit you with so many punches and still haven't knocked you down, now let this one punch thoroughly wake you up!
The mysterious person saw the other being beaten by himself, with sweat beads rolling down his head like rain, but he persisted in biting his teeth tightly, and couldn't help but reveal a pleased smile, finally turning to sternly warn.
The words had barely left his mouth when the fist, containing all the strength of his body, smashed heavily into Ma Yongzhen's chest once again. Concentrated and powerful, this punch was the essence of the mysterious man.
Three consecutive loud noises, Ma Yongzhen could no longer withstand the mysterious man's fist, his body flew out like an arrow, knocking over a trash can on the side of the road, and garbage rolled all over the ground.
Finally smashed on the roadside utility pole, thud! A loud and heavy fall to the ground.
At this moment, Ma Yongzhen felt that his entire waist was about to break, and the ribs on his chest were almost torn apart. Even if his body was strong enough, he could not withstand the mysterious man's sudden and explosive blow.
He lay on the ground, feeling his vision blur, stars twinkling before his eyes, his hands clutching at his chest as if he was suffocating, his face pale as wax paper. Finally, he couldn't hold it in anymore and a mouthful of crimson blood suddenly spurted out.
That mysterious person seemed to have not had enough, as he flew Ma Yongzhen's body while his own body also moved simultaneously, almost floating in front of him, and once again lifted him up like a small chicken.
Sneering, he asked again with a ferocious tone: "Damn it, are you convinced or not? If not, come on!"
Ma Yongzhen was like a puddle of mud at this time, and even the strength to lift his head had been exhausted. Although he still refused to give up in his heart, he couldn't help but lift that proud head.
No, no, no! I refuse!
With his last ounce of strength, Ma Yongzhen weakly and stiffly squeezed out a few words: "If you want to kill, then kill. If you want to humiliate me, my master, I, I won't accept it, not even one hundred times!"
He's really got guts!
The mysterious man sneered and shook his hand, grabbing the other's collar, saying in a commanding tone: "Lift your head and open your dog eyes to see who I am!"
Huh?
Ma Yongzhen, who had been beaten and was completely out of temper, heard the mysterious person's words and couldn't help but pause for a moment. After trying several times, he finally managed to lift his head up.
It's you, how could it be you?
The mysterious person in front of him was now smiling at himself with infinite joy, and that face left a deep impression on him, making him wonder in surprise, what the hell is going on.

