Xuanxia

Chapter 176: Beating up a kid (extra chapter for the leader)

Li Qing was originally squatting, but was kicked and staggered, causing laughter from those around him.

But he didn't mind, he just smiled ingratiatingly and then immediately got up.

Fu Qingzhou looked at him... There were some bruises on this man's face, and the movement of his left shoulder was not very natural, so it was obvious that he was injured.

"Boy."

Li Qing also looked over at the same time, and his flattering smile instantly turned into a vicious one: "Now kneel down and kowtow three times to each of us, and I will still spare you!"

Fu Qingzhou pulled the corner of his mouth and threw all the items in his hand aside: "I see you get beaten every day, right? Why bother?"

"Rules are rules!"

Li Qing snorted: "You don't know what's good for you, then let me, your senior brother, teach you!"

After saying that, he rushed over without hesitation, jumped up in the air, and kicked towards him!
"Looking at his movements, he has practiced some serious things before; looking at his aura, he has reached the fourth realm... But after all, he reached the fourth realm by taking drugs, so his foundation is too poor, and the things he practiced before were just farm moves."

"The movements are out of shape and the strength is not right. I'm afraid this person has only been in the temple for a few days."

Fu Qingzhou thought to himself, shook his head, and suddenly raised his leg!

Before Li Qingfei could kick, he saw a dark shadow with residual light coming towards him like a whip!
He didn't even have time to react before he was thrown against the wall. He groaned in pain only after he rolled onto the bunk bed.

All the lay disciples were stunned.

They looked at Li Qing, who was rolling on the bed with his arms hugged and screaming in pain, with strange looks in their eyes.

"Oh, I've practiced before."

The one who spoke was Huang Lao Da. He sneered without showing any fear: "Second brother, third brother, go and teach him a lesson."

As soon as he finished speaking, two big men slowly stood up from the crowd.

The disciples made way for the two of them. The two big men jumped off the bunk bed and stood in front of Fu Qingzhou, grinning grimly. They twisted their necks and snapped their fingers, making all kinds of crackling noises.

Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows, and before the two men could make a move, he attacked like lightning, punching each of them hard on the bridge of their noses!
"Well!"

"what!"

The two big men had never expected him to do this, and they immediately covered their noses and retreated.

Fu Qingzhou sneered: "Master bone setters, can I help you with your facelift?"

Under the astonished gazes of the disciples, Huang Lao Da's face darkened: "What are you two doing?"

The second and third oldest were both startled, their eyes became extremely ferocious, and they ignored the pain in their noses and rushed forward again with their fists raised!
In less than ten breaths, they all lay at Fu Qingzhou's feet, groaning in pain.

Fu Qingzhou didn't use any fancy moves... they were all street fighting techniques, except that he used a little more strength and was a little faster.

At this moment, all the lay disciples in the room stood up, their faces filled with shock and vigilance.

Boss Huang also frowned deeply. He kicked the basin away and stood up from the bed.

"This brother."

He asked in a deep voice: "What did you do before?"

Fu Qingzhou scratched his ear and said calmly, "I used to be a butcher. I fought with people every day for stalls in the market. Many people also let their dogs bite me, but I chopped them all to death with my knife."

The other lay disciples were secretly scolded by him as dogs, and their faces were not happy. But the boss Huang just smiled and clasped his fists: "Brother, you are very skilled. Let's keep our distance and be equals from now on, okay?"

"Tsk."

Fu Qingzhou showed a disdainful look: "Who are you to be on the same level as me?"

Boss Huang’s smile froze on his face.

Fu Qingzhou stretched out his finger and hooked it at the lay disciples in the room: "Evil dogs, won't you stand up for your master?"

The expressions of the lay disciples were as if they had swallowed five pounds of shit. Boss Huang was furious and could not contain his anger: "Fuck, a stinking butcher really thinks he is the boss. Brothers, beat him to death!"

For a moment, the roof of the entire disciple room seemed to be blown off, and there was a chaotic cry of fighting and killing. Twenty or thirty disciples, together with Boss Huang, rushed up together!
Fu Qingzhou curled his lips.

These guys in front of him are all people who have swallowed the Copper Bone Pill and forced their way into the Fourth Realm. No matter where they are, a large group of people in the Fourth Realm are not easy to deal with, even if their foundations are slightly weaker.

If he used the combined strength of Qi Ran and Yi Ran, defeating them would be a piece of cake... But now he can only exert the strength of a normal person's fourth realm, so it is impossible for him to win in a head-on fight.

But...

Before this group of people rushed in, Fu Qingzhou's eyes turned and scanned the various daily necessities placed in the room, the various unsharpened weapons and small things on the shelves on both sides of the bed...

Others may not know, but he knows that there is a kind of Kung Fu called "Jackie Chan Furniture City Magic Kung Fu".

He just rolled onto the bunk bed, picked up a bunch of things, and threw them at the people closest to him!

Several people screamed in confusion after being hit, and several others rushed over. However, Fu Qingzhou had already slipped to the other side like a loach, and took out a short stick from somewhere, and started hitting the calves of the people he could see...

Suddenly, screams of agony rang out from the disciples' room.

Fu Qingzhou did not confront this group of people head-on. Instead, he rolled around slickly, pushed cabinets and threw clothes, and focused on hitting people's calves, eyes, and private parts. His main purpose was to be vulgar.

He rarely used these strange tricks after he went to Langhuan Mountain to practice seriously...but when he really used them, there was no hindrance at all.

A few minutes passed, and when he pressed Boss Huang's head into the foot basin, the rest of his lay disciples all fell to the ground, groaning.

"Boss Huang, right?"

Fu Qingzhou pressed the back of Boss Huang's head, pressed his face into the foot basin, and sneered, "Who is the boss now?"

Huang Lao Da kept struggling. Although the basin had been completely drained of water during the fight, it was still damp to some extent, and there must be some kind of smell left...

"Uh huh huh..."

Boss Huang handcuffed Fu Qingzhou's wrists with his hands, but he couldn't move them away from the back of his head. His nose and mouth were squeezed into the basin, and he couldn't utter a word.

Fu Qingzhou: "Let me ask you, who is the boss?"

Boss Huang: "Ugh! Ugh ah!"

"Why don't you say anything?" Fu Qingzhou stretched out his other hand and twisted the flesh on his waist fiercely: "Speak!"

Boss Huang struggled in pain.

"That, that..."

Someone in the crowd raised his hand: "Big brother, Boss Huang... is being held down by you, and he can't speak..."

Fu Qingzhou looked at him and raised his eyebrows: "Who is your eldest brother? Boss Huang... Who is Boss Huang? Why haven't I heard of him?"

The lay disciples opened their eyes wide, looking confused.

After a while, a clever man spoke up: "No, there is no Boss Huang. There is only one boss here, and that's you! You..."

"me?"

Fu Qingzhou grinned: "My name is Zhou Qing."

"Boss Zhou! Boss Zhou!" The man smiled apologetically: "We only have one Boss Zhou here!"

Fu Qingzhou tilted his head: "I don't think it sounds good, just call me Brother Qing from now on."

"Yes! Brother Qing!"

The clever man immediately got up from the ground, and regardless of the bruises on his face, he bowed deeply: "Hello, Brother Qing!"

After that, he winked at everyone around him: "What are you doing! Say hello to Brother Qing!"

These people got up one after another, some forced out a flattering smile, some still looked reluctant, but in the end they still bowed their heads to Fu Qingzhou one after another and called out "Brother Qing".

Only after the last person finished shouting did Fu Qingzhou let go of the hand that was holding down Boss Huang.

Boss Huang suddenly pulled his head out of the foot basin, fell on his back, his face flushed red, and gasped for air.

Fu Qingzhou squatted beside him, grinned and asked: "Brother, what is your name?"

Boss Huang's expression changed again and again, and he finally forced out a very ugly smile: "Qing, Brother Qing, just call me Xiao Huang..."

(End of this chapter)