Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

Chapter Vol 2 934: With your speed, there may not be no chance of winning

"Hmph, brat, do you know how to be polite?"

"A rookie who has just started practicing at the first level of Qi training, dare to shout in front of our brothers."

"Abolish you!"

The three blue-clothed disciples suddenly became furious, and they rolled up their sleeves to fight.

The three of them are all at the second level of Qi training, and they don't pay attention to Shi Shi, who is only 13 years old and looks a little immature.

"Hit and hit, who is afraid of you?"

Relying on the presence of his little master, Shitou disturbed his disheveled hair, rolled his eyeballs, and made the first move.

He was fast, and before his opponent had time to react, he circled around the three of them, kicked three times in succession, and kicked the hollows of the knees of the three of them.

The three of them were unstable, one staggered, and fell forward in unison.

Shi Shi took the opportunity to pass through the defensive barrier and returned to the clear pool, covering his mouth and sniggering.

"Little kid, come out if you have the ability."

"His uncle, dare to kick me, I don't want to live anymore."

"Little bastard, let me catch you and skin you."

The three blue-clothed disciples roared with cursing and curses, and the octave-high voice woke everyone up.

The teenagers came out of the bamboo house one after another, their doubtful eyes never leaving the stone.

"They hang out every morning, it's annoying."

Shitou was thick-skinned, facing the scrutinizing gazes of his brothers, he squatted down like no one else, scooped up water to wash his face, and smoothed out his messy hair by the way.

"This guy, if he doesn't get kicked for a day, his skin will itch."

Feng Yi glared at him angrily.

"If you provoke yourself, you can solve it yourself. If you can't win, don't come in."

Wang Meng simply grabbed his collar, threw him with all his might, and threw him out.

"Ahhhh..."

The stone let out a series of screams, like cannonballs, and flew out wailing.

"Plop."

It was a coincidence that the three blue-clothed disciples acted as a back for him, and they were pressed under him, and the four of them fell to the ground together.

"Ouch."

The four wailed together.

After a while, they closed their mouths in unison again, staring at each other for a few seconds.

The stone jumped up first, and ran away like a smoke.

"Okay, little brat, don't run away."

"He can't run, catch up and beat him."

"Let's go, I don't want to catch him today to vent my anger. My surname is not Li."

The three blue-clothed disciples gritted their teeth angrily, summoned flying swords, and Yu Jian chased after them.

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Stone ran on two legs, so naturally he couldn't outrun Yujian's flight.

Not long after, he was blocked in the canyon of the back mountain. There was a cliff in front of him. He stopped abruptly and poked his head to look down the cliff. Looking at the bottomless canyon, he hesitated for a moment.

"Hmph, little brat, let's see where you're going."

The three blue-clothed disciples jumped off the flying sword, rubbing their fists, vowing to give him a cramp and vent their anger.

"Shitou, the three of them are only on the second level of Qi training. With your speed, there may not be no chance of winning."

Lin Qingluo's thin, gossamer voice came clearly into Shitou's ears, with an incomparably convincing vigor.

"Martial arts in the world are fast and unbreakable, and the same is true for casting spells. If they can't mobilize mana fast enough, there is an opportunity to take advantage of it."

"Okay, you three, rely on your sword skills to bully the young master, let's see how the young master teaches you."

When Shitou heard the voice transmission from the little master's mind, he suddenly became energetic and shouted at the top of his voice.

The incomparably frightening sample, the more I look at it, the more irritable I get.

The three blue-clothed disciples rushed to the top of their anger, retracted their swords, and prepared to fight.

All three of them are Dharma practitioners, silently reciting formulas, mobilizing mana, and before casting spells, there is a momentary pause in their movements.

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