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Chapter 136 Newcomer Zhao Qi

Before Li Xiaoran finished speaking, another voice suddenly rang, "Where is this here, who are you dressed like this? It's wrong, you know how to make a kung fu."

Everyone looked back at the source of the sound and found that the one who spoke was a newcomer who had just been teleported in, and the newcomer woke up at a similar rate as everyone who had experienced several missions.

"Newcomer, pay attention to the attitude of talking to seniors." Zhou Xiurong looked at the newcomer who spoke with some displeasure, and his eyes flashed. The potential of this newcomer seems to be quite large. After all, based on the experience they summarized before, the faster they are teleported to the mission world to wake up, the higher the potential of this person.

"Who are you?" The newcomer glanced at Zhou Xiurong strangely, and intuition told him that the guy in front of him should be not weak.

"Maybe you don't know who I am now, but you will know soon." Zhou Xiurong said, while carefully looking at the newcomer in front of him.

The new man who just woke up looked nearly 1.8 meters tall. Although he was half a head taller than Zhou Xiurong, he was still the type that was neither tall nor short.

At first glance, he belongs to the medium-sized body that is neither fat nor thin, which is equivalent to the kind of high-class people in society who are well-maintained. They do not have beer belly or exaggerated muscles, but they just give people a healthy, uplifting and energetic feeling.`

But in the eyes of Zhao Tian and Zhou Xiurong, this newcomer was not that simple. In the eyes of both of them, the newcomer in front of him had round skin, no scars, and a slight black and blue inside the white and red.

It’s like healthy skin that is often bathed in the sun and is affected by ultraviolet rays.

However, the two knew very clearly that the black and blue hidden in each other's skin was definitely not the melanin produced by the ultraviolet rays of sunlight.

Instead, the strong meridians inside the skin are trained to be strong, thick and tough to the extreme, and the blue-black color of the tendons is revealed.

Just looking at the newcomer in front of him, Zhao Tian felt an extremely strong oppression. The other party gave him only four words, that is, "unfathomable".

That's right, it's an unfathomable feeling.

Zhao Qi was looking at the men and women in front of him in surprise. Four of them actually made him feel pressured. This feeling has not passed for a long time since his high level of horizontal practice. In this era, there are actually people practicing martial arts.

Think about it, it's been the 2nd century. People fight wars and they have planes and cannons, and their personal courage has no place to use in the face of modern wars. If the old man in his family had not forced himself to practice the horizontal practice of this family, he would have learned martial arts like Taekwondo that can attract girls.

I forgot to introduce Zhao Qi, who was born in a remote mountainous area in Hunan, and was single-handed for eight generations. Their family has inherited an external skill called Tiebushan for generations. Zhao Qi, as the eldest son of the house, was forced by his old man to practice his family's kung fu.

Of course, this kind of martial art is to be resistant to beating and resistant to beating. During a school fight, Zhao Qi found that the other party's knife could not even pierce his skin. He realized that the kung fu passed down from his family was so useful, and his interest in iron cloth shirts increased greatly. With his tireless study, he had completely mastered this horizontal kung fu.

After training, Zhao Qi's muscles, meridians, blood vessels and bones in his body became very dense. Although there were no scary muscles, in the eyes of real fighting experts, he was far more pressing than those of a strong muscular mountain-style man.

Zhou Xiurong suddenly moved. He kicked his legs and quickly came to Zhao Qi. One hand was like an eagle claw, and his fingers were like a sharp iron hook. He grabbed Zhao Qi fiercely with a sound of breaking through the air.

Zhou Xiurong's claw strike was fierce and fast, and he did not give Zhao Qi any reaction at all. As long as he clawed him, even the steel plate would be captured.

Facing Zhou Xiurong with a sharp claw, Zhao Qi didn't care at all like an old monk entering meditation. As he quickly used his skills, he stood straight in the middle of the road like a huge weight. Zhao Qi had done a test before, allowing more than a dozen strong men to stab himself with sharp objects such as knives at the same time, and finally came to a conclusion. As long as he used his skills, nothing except that the gun could cause damage to him, should not break his own defense.

But this time, he was wrong. Zhou Xiurong is not an ordinary person. His fighting talent is in the entire Hope Squad. Even Zhao Tian has to feel inferior. It is no exaggeration to say that in the Hope Squad, no one in the close combat will be Zhou Xiurong's opponent.

The moment Zhao Qi touched Zhou Xiurong's fingers touched his skin, he felt the terrifying power contained in Zhou Xiurong's fierce attack.

This made him unable to help but his hair stood up and he suddenly started to activate the iron cloth shirt. Zhao Tian, ​​who was observing Zhao Qi, clearly saw that the other party had moved the iron cloth shirt, and his whole hand and neck turned black and blue. He vaguely saw that the black tendons were tangled in his skin, like the twisted branches of a pine tree, strong and powerful, and very terrifying.

"Gaji~" sounded like a harsh sound of steel brushes rubbing against the metal floor. Several men and women who were still unconsciously covered their ears in pain.

"Newcomer, you are qualified to challenge me. I will wait for your growth, but now, respect the veterans in front of you." Zhou Xiurong took back his hand that was holding on to Zhao Qi and said arrogantly.

Li Jianguo, who had been silent, secretly looked at Zhou Xiurong and Zhao Qi. Zhou Xiurong's claw strike successfully broke Zhao Qi's iron shirt and stabbed Zhao Qi's wrist. However, Li Jianguo, who was sharp-eyed, still noticed a detail. When Zhou Xiurong took back his hand, the hand seemed to tremble constantly. The newcomer in front of him could actually block the attack of Zhou Xiurong, the strongest man in the Hope Squad. Even Zhou Xiurong suffered a little loss, the newcomer must win him over to his side. Li Jianguo thought thoughtfully.

"Papapapapapapa." Zhao Tian clapped his hands.

He turned to Zhao Qi and said, "It's so wonderful. You are qualified to be our official team member."

"Where are the official team members here?" Zhao Qi seemed to have not figured out his situation at this time. Reality inexplicably came to a strange environment, and suddenly another person appeared and actually broke his iron cloth shirt. This series of changes caught him off guard.

As a nurse, Bai Jie has taken out the bandages and iodine wine that had been prepared from her backpack and came to Zhao Qi. While carefully disinfecting and bandaging him, she said gently: "Think about it carefully, the Lord God should tell you everything."
Chapter completed!
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