There are actually many people like Pinggui in the circle.
To be honest, he is already quite good.
At least he has been studying hard for decades.
With his basic skills, he is also a good player in the world.
Worrying about being rich is out of the question, but living a prosperous and well-off life is not a problem. otbnkotgt But people's hearts are often unsatisfied and they want to eat well when they are full.
Once I have a place to live, I want to buy a luxury house.
When you have a hundred yuan in your pocket, you always look at people who live in households worth ten thousand yuan.
But when you become a household worth ten thousand yuan, you envy those rich people who are worth tens of millions.
This is all normal, and normal desires are the driving force for human progress.
But if desire changes shape and envy turns into jealousy or even hatred, it will be dangerous.
Pinggui, who was born into a poor family, did not have a good life.
Being able to study at home was already very satisfying for him in the past.
Become a squadron leader in the army.
Although he is not well-known in the world, he can get more resources from the military family to practice more skills.
If he leaves the military family in the future, he will be able to gain a foothold in the world.
But my arrival aroused the jealousy in his heart.
Everyone is in their thirties, let alone my ageless face, just in terms of age.
I am the same age as Pinggui, but I have a very good reputation in the world.
Although I have to run away after encountering difficulties this time, I am a celebrity in the world after all.
Everyone knows my name, but what about Pinggui?
Who knows his name in the world now?
What, maybe he said to the outside world that he was the captain of a squadron of the military family and some people could nod to show understanding, but there were far fewer people who knew his name, Pinggui.
People are afraid of being famous just as pigs are afraid of being strong.
This is for people who are famous.
But what Pinggui was thinking about was why I was more famous than him when everyone was of the same age.
Why was my cultivation level higher than his?
This made Pinggui, who was willing to study hard in the military family for many years, thinking that he could become stronger step by step, wonder in his heart. great fluctuations.
He also hopes that he can become a big shot in the world like me, but the gap in our cultivation is a flaw.
People often make excuses for themselves at times like this.
The excuse Pinggui gave himself was: "This guy just has better luck.
If I were struggling in the world, my cultivation level would be higher than his.
What if our cultivation level were the same?"
If so.
I'll kill him in a minute."
I am not just talking nonsense.
Later, a young man in the No. 3 Squadron who was relatively close to me secretly told me.
He said that I would come to participate in training before the first competition.
Pinggui deliberately humiliated me to satisfy his inner competitiveness.
But I didn't expect that I would go to the old man in anger, let alone that he would start a martial arts contest.
This gave Pinggui a good opportunity to prove himself and make a name for himself at the same time.
But what he never expected was that he still failed in the end, but he could still make excuses for himself for this failure.
The excuse he made was that I used a magic weapon that he didn't have and released a spell that he had never heard of.
If only he could be given a fair chance to compete.
He can definitely defeat me.
So there was a second competition.
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The first competition was a gambling fight between the old man and me, but the second time was when Pinggui took the initiative to ask the old man for it after he recovered from his injury and was discharged from the hospital.
I don’t know what the old man’s reasons were.
He actually agreed again.
Therefore, Pinggui, who was filled with jealousy and felt that he finally had the opportunity to beat me, the "lucky guy", wanted to kill me with every move he made.
So in this second competition, his murderous intent was much stronger than mine.
"Luck is also a part of strength."
After so many years of looking at people, I still see the murderous look in Pinggui's little eyes.
I can understand what's going on at a glance.
So I deliberately used words to stimulate him, and it turned out to be true.
Pinggui's murderous intention became stronger, and his breath gradually poured into his hands.
At this time, I saw the shortcomings of the new technique.
It was obvious that our cultivation levels were now the same, but he kept pouring breath into his hands, while I only had the support from the acupuncture points on my arms.
After a while, I felt a little...
Can't stand it.
Pinggui saw a sneer on my face.
He opened his mouth and said: "Ba Xiaoshan, you can't hold it any longer.
Today I want an arm from you."
After saying that, he added more energy.
The strength in my hands was a little stronger, and my legs became weak due to the direct pressure, and I even had a tendency to kneel down.
Jun Yan, who noticed something was wrong from behind, shouted to me: "Shanzi, hold on!
What happened to you today?
Why did you lose so quickly?"
How could I have the time to answer his question?
The acupuncture points in my hands are constantly working, but even if they are not strong enough.
He was about to kneel down at the moment.
I suddenly rubbed my body against the ground and lay down face up.
Pinggui, who was exerting all his strength, didn't expect this.
The body lost its center of gravity and fell down.
The two of us fell over each other, and Pinggui reacted very quickly and punched me in the face.
The breath-enhanced fist was really hard.
The punch hit my face and it was so painful.
I felt that if the acupuncture points on my neck hadn't been activated, the punch would have broken my spine.
Interrupted.
I didn't show any weakness and slapped his chin with my palm.
Pinggui's face changed drastically after suffering the same pain.
What was a fine martial arts competition turned into a children's play house where they were wrestling with each other.
"Cao Nima" Pinggui was really angry.
While cursing, he sat on top of me and punched me.
I used my arms to protect my cheeks.
This grandson's fist was heavy enough, but I didn't rush to fight back.
My hands are protected by the sea of acupuncture points, so I shouldn’t be interrupted so easily, but this grandson is going crazy now.
Every punch is thrown with all his strength and uses up all the energy in his body.
This posture is like that of a nouveau riche who was poor yesterday and suddenly rich today.
He has no sense of squandering.
He was calculating as he hit me, even though his arm felt like it would be broken with the next punch.
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But I know I have to be patient if I want to make a comeback.
Punch after punch, I counted in my mind until the fifteenth punch, when Pinggui's fist began to become lighter.
In fact, it was not that he deliberately relaxed his strength, nor was it that he lost energy after punching fifteen times.
It's because each of his previous fifteen punches was punched with full energy.
The punches were so powerful that it hurt my heart, but I would always run out of breath if I couldn't regain my breath.
And his fifteen punches were the limit.
My breath began to recede, and every subsequent punch was lighter than the previous one.
I had endured nearly thirty punches.
At this time, Pinggui took a few steps back, panting, and sat down on the ground.
He couldn't get his breath back and kept panting there.
I slowly got up from the ground.
My hands were blood red from the beating.
I guess the bones must have been broken because the slightest movement of my two arms caused excruciating pain, and the arms were so soft.
I can't even squeeze it with my fist.
"Haha, your fist is useless, what are you going to fight me with?
Wait until I regain my breath, and I will kill you, huh."
Pinggui still felt that he had a chance to win, but my next words changed his confidence in victory.
Hope is back to square one.
"I still have feet without fists.
I'm sure you'll chase me and beat me because of impulse.
What I'm waiting for is when you can't get your breath back.
It will take at least three minutes for you to get your breath back.
That's Said, in these three minutes, I am a man with strength, legs and sword, but your fighting ability is less than 10% of a boy, and you can't even fight.
You have to use your brain."
After saying that, I jumped up and stepped on his face.
Pinggui was shocked and hurriedly reached out to push my calf, but even though the hole in my leg was not open yet, after all, I Now that the energy was flowing through his body, he had no strength at all in his hands.
He even pushed me several times without pushing me away, and his expression showed fear.
I endured the pain and bent down to pick up the long sword he dropped on the ground, held it in my mouth, and then stabbed it down little by little.
In desperation, Pinggui reached out and took out the magic talisman from his pocket and threw it into the air.
The fire talisman immediately activated, followed by several explosions, and the strong wind drove us back.
Pinggui stepped aside and finally escaped from danger, and took a few breaths hastily.
In this situation, he could regain some breath.
But looking around, a cold light suddenly flashed out from the storm.
Pinggui was shocked and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Don't kill me."
The next second, the sword stopped an inch away from his throat
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