Chapter 54 The God of Plague Finally Sent Away

But after an hour of beating, Xia Ping had nothing to do. Instead, everyone who beat Xia Ping looked like they were collapsed, as if they had been squeezed out by their girlfriends seven or eight times, and they had no strength at all.

Bang bang bang! ! !

The disciples fell to the ground one by one, panting loudly, sweating profusely, and had no strength at all.

Even though some of the remaining disciples with relatively strong staying power are still attacking Xia Ping, it can be seen that their fists are already weak, like babies.

"What's wrong? Can't you? What the hell is going on with you? Don't you mean that you are the elites of the Wuwei Martial Arts Academy? After fighting for an hour, you have no strength. How did you train?"

Xia Ping was very unhappy. He was enjoying it just now, and his body's strength was increasing little by little. This unparalleled pleasure was not too comfortable, it was better than massage.

But now, these people don't have the strength, and when they hit him, they don't have any exercise effect. Instead, they fly around like flies, which are just annoying.

Hearing this, the people in Wuwei Martial Arts Hall were extremely aggrieved, but now they really have no strength at all, and they can't even make a few shouts.

They were also extremely helpless. This kid is a monster. Hundreds of them took turns to beat him, but there was nothing wrong with this guy, and he couldn't even make him take a step back.

After fighting for an hour, they collapsed.

"It didn't even respond like this? It seems that these people really have no strength."

Xia Ping touched his chin and looked at the Wuwei Wuguan disciple who was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud. No matter how he satirized, he was indifferent. He felt that this might be the end of the day.

"Forget it, I'll let you go today, and I'll come back tomorrow."

He dropped those words and turned to leave.

"What? Come back tomorrow, don't come, we don't have the CD server yet." A Wuwei martial arts disciple was happy when he saw Xia Ping leave.

But when he heard this sentence, his face turned green completely. This god of plague will come tomorrow, wouldn't he be subjected to mental abuse and physical abuse by this kid again? !

Not only his face was green, but the faces of other Wuwei martial arts disciples were also green.

But no matter how reluctant they were, in the evening of the next day, Xia Ping arrived at the gate of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall on time, and shouted again to let these people beat him.

If these people don't beat up, he will beat up these practitioners, so arrogant.

Those students in the Wuwei Wuguan are also strong in martial arts, how could they bear this kind of anger, rush up one by one, and help Xia Ping to assist in the practice.

For three days in a row, Xia Ping took Wuwei Martial Arts Hall as his home and came to abuse the disciples of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall every day.

"Use some strength, yes, I'm talking about you, that big two-meter tall man with such a big muscle, why is it like a baby when punching? Did you come here before you've had enough to eat?"

"And you, your kid is a warrior of the sixth level of the martial arts, why are you so weak in boxing, did you do something with your girlfriend last night? You are so presumptuous at a young age, I think you will be impotent when you are the boss, control yourself. do you know?"

"What are you laughing at, the three of you are the same. Bai Chang is so big, and he says he is the top student in the school. I can't see it at all, whether your school level is too low to set off you."

Xia Ping stood on the spot and shouted, constantly mentally abusing the disciples of the Wuwei Wuguan, making their faces turn blue and white with anger, and almost wanted to vomit blood.

If it was three days ago, they still had a little desire to fight back, but now they are used to being abused by that bastard, and they are completely overwhelmed.

"It doesn't move at all,

Hurry up, are you still a student of Wuwei Wuguan? Or the top student at school? Still want to go to a top university? According to your attitude, it is just a dream, and the gatekeeper will not want you. "Seeing a group of people from Wuwei Wuguan lying on the ground like mud, Xia Ping continued to bombard him mentally.

But no matter how he bombed, the people in the Wuwei Wuguan seemed to be invincible, all laying on the ground and pretending to be dead, no matter how Xia Ping called, they were unwilling to move.

"Forget it, it looks like you guys really don't have the strength. I'll come back tomorrow." Xia Ping felt a little regretful, and it seemed that today's practice could only reach a stage.

After listening, a disciple of the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall turned green in an instant, and shouted: "Brother, we have taken it, can't we do it completely? Don't come here to abuse us."

"Last time we came to your school to pretend to be a coward. It doesn't make much sense. Do we need such a big revenge?"

"We won't come to provoke you in the future. Please spare us this time. If we continue like this, our bodies will not be able to bear it."

A group of disciples were green-faced and shouted again and again. They were very dissatisfied with Xia Ping before, but now they have been beaten abruptly. If they are dissatisfied, they will continue to come tomorrow. Which one is not afraid.

Even their senior brother Yao Zhong was frightened by this guy. He was severely injured for two days in a row. Now he is lying feigning illness and seems to want to hide from the limelight.

"No, I have to say that your quality is very good, and you are a very good sparring partner." Xia Ping said loudly, "I don't want to trouble you, I feel uncomfortable."

Comfort your sister!

A group of people are half dead, but you are comfortable, but they are miserable. They have nightmares every day.

"Big brother, don't you just want to find a sparring partner? There are some martial arts halls in Tianshui City, and many are stronger than Wuwei martial arts halls. Why don't you go to them?"

"That's right, we're actually weak, don't bully us."

"Anyway, if you come again, I'll lie on the ground and not move."

The disciples of the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall shouted that some disciples still wanted to lie on the ground.

"Other martial arts?"

Xia Ping had to seriously consider the feasibility of this matter. After these three days of abuse, the enthusiasm of these disciples was indeed reduced a lot, and they did not cause any harm to him.

If this continues, his cultivation plan will probably be interrupted.

And he was a little bored after abusing them for three days.

"Okay, that's it for today, I'll go to another martial arts gym tomorrow."

Xia Ping decided, turned around and left.

"Let me go, this god of plague finally left and went to harm other martial arts halls."

"Celebrate, we must celebrate."

"That's great, the clouds are dense for the past three days, I almost wanted to leave the Wuwei Martial Arts Hall, and now it's finally raining."

The disciples of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall cried with joy.