Chapter 70: Is it evil or not? Is it righteous or not?
"Xiao Zizai, you should step down first."

Before the battle began, Dou Le hesitated and gave the order.

Xiao Zizai's existence is a double-edged sword.

But once Tu Junfang lured out the three corpses, the first one to suffer would be him, the surgeon.

At that time, the situation will truly get out of control.

A trace of blood flashed in Xiao Zizai's eyes, and he stepped back with some regret.

He has a full understanding of his identity. When a knife becomes disobedient, it has no value in existence and will be disposed of as scrap metal.

Between a full meal
Xiao Zizai chose the latter.

"Why did you leave?"

Tu Junfang muttered, he was very curious about this man's three corpses.

"Oh, I didn't expect that at such an old age, I would still have to fight with others to the death."

Dou Le hammered his back, a bitter taste in his mouth.

Since Xiao Zizai was unable to take action, he, the person in charge, had to take over.

"How about we discuss this? Why don't you just stop interfering in the fight between those two guys?"

Tu Junfang obviously had little interest in Dou Le.

"I want to, too! But unfortunately someone won't allow it."

Dou Le looked helpless.

From the moment Tu Junfang appeared, or even earlier when Wang Yuanjing said those words, he knew that today's trip was probably in vain, and he would be accused of poor performance by the people at the headquarters when he returned.

It’s really not easy to be the person in charge!

How come this kind of thing happened in East China? Can't you, the Truth Seeking Society, settle down in South China?
The two men quickly started fighting. As the one in charge had strong martial arts skills, they were able to fight evenly.

The strange people from the Seeking Truth Society also had a fight with the company employees brought by Dou Le.

Xue Fan faced Xu San, and soon the entire lobby of the Truth Seeking Society was filled with the cries of people carrying banners.

The scene was chaotic.

"Let's go fight outside."

In order to prevent further interference, Wang Yuanjing spoke.

Huang Ning had no objection, and the two of them moved from the lobby to the training ground.

Dou Le glanced at the two people leaving, but did not stop them, and even his hands moved a little lighter.

Let them do it, and let the headquarters deal with the rest.

Tu Junfang noticed the other party's change, understood it, and began to cooperate with Dou Le's performance.

“I didn’t expect this sign to still be here.”

Wang Yuanjing looked at the plaque with the words "Yanwu Hall" hanging on the parade ground, and memories came to his mind again.

The most common scene in my predecessor's childhood was this martial arts training ground. Although I did not have the qualifications to practice Qi, I still studied hard under the guidance of my father Wang Xinwu.

Wang Yuanjing's proficiency in Baji can be regarded as an inheritance of the other party's legacy.

However, as the children around him became extraordinary people one by one, and he saw those who were originally inferior to him surpass him overnight, he became more and more silent. Later, his parents used their connections to send him to the Lu family.

Huang Ning was also somewhat touched.

Compared to those famous sects with a long history, or even the other three sects, Yanwu Hall does not have any history worth boasting about.

Yanwu, performing martial arts.
Yanwu Hall is just a place for a group of like-minded martial artists to communicate. It was not originally called Yanwu Hall, but Yanwu Hall.

The shabby plaque on the parade ground is a testimony to this.

In the world of aliens, martial arts are universal.

Almost every extraordinary person has a martial art on their hands, but few of them use it as a trump card.

But relying on their pure heart for martial arts and their martial spirit, that group of warriors who were at the bottom of the alien world actually made the martial arts hall famous.

Later it was renamed Yanwu Hall.

"Unfortunately, the current Yanwu Hall is no longer the Yanwu Hall of the past." Wang Yuanjing glanced at the silent Huang Ning and said sarcastically.

Those in power are mean and unable to plan for the long term.

Wang Yuanjing is not a pure warrior, but he knows the foundation of Yanwutang's survival.
However, Huang Ning, a disciple of Yanwu Hall, did not realize this and even dug up the roots himself.

"I have a reason why I have to do this."

Faced with Wang Yuanjing's ridicule, Huang Ning shook his head.

"Just because of the so-called fairy trail?"

Wang Yuanjing asked.

"Your father actually told you this?"

Huang Ning was shocked.

Wang Yuanjing did not answer the other party's question because he did not learn about it through Wang Xinwu.

"Even so, do you still think I'm wrong?"

"With the strength of Yanwu Hall, we simply don't have the ability to explore that secret place."

"The leaders of Yiliu and Ziranmen are dead. This will be the best opportunity to annex them! In this world, only those with big fists have the right to speak."

Huang Ning spoke in a firm tone.

Even the Truth-Seeking Society, from beginning to end, was not seeking the so-called truth, but the traces of immortals hidden in the secret place.

In fact, he did too.

If there was no Wang Yuanjing, the Truth Seeking Society would indeed be a one-man show led by Huang Ning'er.

"You've changed a lot."

Wang Yuanjing said meaningfully.

The best way to judge a person is not to listen to what he says, but to pay attention to what he does.

Judging from the memories of his previous life, Huang Ning was not only evil, but also cautious and would never tell such things to others easily.

Perhaps it was because of this change that he was no longer troubled by the three corpses.

"What do you mean?"

Huang Ning frowned.

"Fake is fake after all. Instead of trying to make the fake real, you force yourself to put on a real shell. In the end, you end up being neither evil nor righteous."

"Sad, deplorable!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yuanjing shouted and rushed towards Huang Ning.

Witnessed by the plaque covered with traces of time, the two fought together again.

Both of them practiced Bajiquan, a martial art named after the eight major boxing moves that involve using all possible means.

Knees and elbows, head and shoulders, hips and feet.
For Bajiquan practitioners, any part of the body can be used as a magic weapon to attack and defeat the enemy.

In a flash, the dull sound of flesh colliding continued to ring in the air.
Although Huang Ning is not as naturally strong as Wang Yuanjing, his muscular body is like a precision instrument. Every time he makes a move, he mobilizes the strength of his whole body. His mind moves with him, and his qi and blood flow, just like a super-precise industrial instrument, with each link interconnected. He can exert powerful explosive power with every move.

He found the right opportunity and headbutted Wang Yuanjing in the chest with a "double sheep headbutt".

The latter felt short of breath. Huang Ning took advantage of the situation and rushed to Wang Yuanjing. He first used one hand to pull down his elbow that was protecting his chest, and then used the other hand to strike his heart with a palm.

This is the "Tiger Climbing a Mountain" among the eight great moves of Baji. Its power is as strong as the moon and lightning, extremely ferocious.

Wang Yuanjing came to his senses and knew that something was wrong. He gave up the idea of ​​dodging. A silver-white light quickly protected his chest. His hands, which were opened by Huang Ning, reached from the outside to the inside and fired a standing cannon at Huang Ning'er's Tai Chi points on the ribs.

The force hit the two of them hard.
Both of them took each other's fatal move at the same time and retreated three steps.

After one move, Wang Yuanjing turned pale and Huang Ning spat out a mouthful of blood.

"A stream of air flowing through the body?"

Huang Ning raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, a red light flashed, and his pale face became rosy again.

(End of this chapter)