Chapter 292: Is Song Shuhang Really a Martial Arts Master? !

Joseph only felt that his master was running very gracefully. It looked like Song Shuhang was pacing slowly, but his actual speed was astonishingly fast. In the blink of an eye, his figure was only the size of a small black dot.

This is the characteristic of Confucianism - demeanor, you must maintain your demeanor!

The hairstyle is not messy, it is talking about the Confucian monks.

"This is Qinggong!" Joseph blinked. He was now thinking about one thing - now that he finally met his master again and knew his name. So, should you follow the master's lead and follow it closely? It would be best to live near his home so that he can learn more skills?

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After more than ten breaths.

When Song Shuhang quickly rushed to the city gate, two big eagles pounced down at the same time!

They swooped down, grabbed their prey with their claws.

One eagle caught Gao Moumou and the black uncle; the other eagle pounced later and caught the female white-collar worker and the fat stewardess.

"Gao Moumou!" Yayi suddenly shouted and flew up to pounce on him.

Fortunately, sister Lu Fei grabbed Mei Yi tightly...

After the two eagles catch the target, they flap their huge wings and create a hurricane.

Their huge bodies began to rise into the sky again!

In the eagle's claws, Gao Moumou sighed deeply - at the critical moment just now, he pushed away his girlfriend Mei Yi, and he was caught by the eagle.

He sighed deeply, feeling that his luck had been really bad recently... Ever since that guy Zhuge Zhongyang came all the way from abroad to find him, his luck value had dropped from the top level to the lowest level. Lucky.

Ten days ago, the kitten he had raised for several years suddenly ran onto the road and died in a car accident. He was very sad.

Nine days ago, the three goldfish he just raised died because his mother put in too much bait out of boredom. He was very sad.

Eight days ago, he quietly opened a novel written by Ma Jia on the Internet last year. Because he wrote about parts below the neck that cannot be described in a very discreet way, all of them were taken away by the river crab god. It was obvious that he had paid great attention to the way he described it.

But he was still found with sharp eyes. He was very sad.

Three days ago, when he was on a date trip with his girlfriend Mei Yi, Zhuge Zhongyang suddenly came to his door, and his honeymoon was interrupted. He was sad again.

And then today. The plane crashed and they landed in an inexplicable place. Now, he was inexplicably caught by an eagle.

Then... it won't be long before I am swallowed into the belly of the huge eagle in front of me, and then pulled out as the eagle's poop.

What a super sad story.

Just as Gao Moumou was thinking wildly, a figure suddenly ran towards him from below. That figure was extremely fast. It's comparable to the speed of a car.

It's Song Shuhang!

Seeing his good roommate, Gao Moumou secretly gritted his teeth.

He held back his tears - he couldn't cry. Before he died, he wanted to leave an image of a tough and good man to Mei Yi.

"Shuhang, take good care of Yayi for me, and we will be brothers in the next life!" Gao Moumou roared tragically, waving vigorously towards Song Shuhang.

Yayi in the city gate suddenly burst into tears.

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Song Shuhang secretly gritted his teeth, it was still a step too late... But fortunately, it was not too late, there was still a chance to make amends!

"Get...down!" Song Shuhang roared.

The sound is like thunder. Deafening! The eagles flying high in the sky were frightened.

"Shuhang, don't do anything stupid!" Gao Moumou shouted in mid-air, and at this time, the eagle took them vertically upwards to a height of more than ten meters.

The two eagles are still flapping their wings vigorously. If they fly higher, they will flutter their wings and rush into the clouds.

At this time, Song Shuhang suddenly jumped towards the city wall on the side and stepped onto the city wall with both feet!

The next moment, he ran straight up the city wall.

The forty-meter-high city wall is divided into four levels in the shape of a terraced pyramid. Each floor is more than ten meters high. Vertical walls have no place to draw strength.

No matter how good a rock climber is, there is nothing he can do against such a city wall without the help of sophisticated equipment.

But this moment. Song Shuhang ran straight up the city wall as if he were running on flat ground.

At this moment, the law of gravity seemed to have lost its effect on Song Shuhang.

Running, running at extreme speed. Every ten meters of the city wall there is a terrace-like interval, which allows Song Shuhang to draw on his strength. Subsequently. He could jump with force again and run towards the top of the city wall.

Fortunately, this section of the city wall is constructed like a terraced pyramid.

Otherwise, with Song Shuhang's current training in the "A Gentleman's Ten Thousand Miles Journey" movement technique, he would not be able to rush up to such a high city wall in one breath.

When the people in the city cave saw this scene, they were all stunned. I ran up the almost vertical wall with my legs. This was a city wall more than 40 meters high!

Is this something that humans can do?

Everyone immediately thought of the enthusiastic Uncle Joseph, who called Song Shuhang's "wet father" with enthusiasm.

Could it be that Song Shuhang is really a martial arts master?

Creatures like martial arts masters that only appear in novels and movies, do they really exist in reality?

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And in the blink of an eye, Song Shuhang had already rushed to the top of the forty-meter wall!

The two soaring eagles just reached this height - Song Shuhang was at the same height as them.

"Leave it to me!" Song Shuhang gritted his teeth and stepped hard on the city wall. As if his feet were loaded with springs, he flew over a distance of nearly seven meters and stepped towards the first eagle!

The first eagle caught was the stewardess and the female white-collar worker. It didn't expect that a small bean creature would suddenly appear on the city wall, and it was unprepared.

The next moment, Song Shuhang stepped hard on the eagle's back. The energy and blood in the four orifices of the heart, eyes, nose, and ears exploded. All the explosive power was transferred to Song Shuhang's right leg.

This kick came with the power of Wan Jun and stepped hard on the eagle's back!

The eagle let out a scream, and fell down involuntarily after being stepped on.

And with the power of this kick, Song Shuhang jumped up high again, holding the sword in both hands, and slashed at another eagle - this eagle was holding Gao Moumou and the black uncle. , it is Song Shuhang's goal.

Song Shuhang was neither a saint nor an eminent monk, so he could not treat all living beings as equals.

In his heart. He was very concerned about the lives of the four passengers who were taken away - but in comparison, he was naturally more concerned about the safety of his roommate Gao Moumou.

Of the two big eagles, the one Song Shuhang had to deal with first was naturally the one holding so-and-so.

The big eagle must not be allowed to escape, otherwise this mysterious island is so huge. Everywhere is full of crises, and the chance of Gao Moumou's survival is less than one in ten thousand.

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It must be killed with one blow, without giving it a chance to escape.

"Flame Knife!" As soon as Song Shuhang took action, he activated the skill on the bronze ring without hesitation.

The flame knife can be used three times a day, and this is the last time it is used today. Think about using the flaming knife on the bronze ring again. You have to wait twenty-four hours after the first slash.

Brilliant flames surged in Song Shuhang's hands. The flames were erratic and the sword energy surged.

There was a look of fear in the eyes of the eagle. It instinctively felt that the flame in the hand of the little bean-sized creature in front of it had the power to kill it.

Don't let this flame touch you.

"Gather~" the eagle screamed, it flapped its wings crazily, climbed higher, and climbed higher again!

"Death!" Song Shuhang held the knife in both hands and slashed hard like last time.

The flame knife turned into a half-moon-shaped sword energy again. Slash the eagle's neck...

"We must succeed." Song Shuhang gritted his teeth in mid-air.

Chi! The flaming sword slashed towards the eagle's neck.

The eagle flapped its wings desperately and with all its strength, and its body lifted faster and faster.

The will to survive of any creature cannot be underestimated... At the moment of life and death crisis, no matter what kind of creature it is, it will burst out with unimaginable potential.

At this moment, the Eagle unleashed its full potential.

The light of the flame knife arrived almost instantaneously, and when it was about to hit its neck, at this moment, the eagle flapped its wings hard, stood up, and tilted its neck back with all its strength.

The sword energy of the flaming knife grazed the eagle's neck and slashed... The sword light shaved off a large piece of the eagle hair on its neck and chest.

The eagle's neck was dripping with blood. But his life was saved.

"It's not over yet!" Song Shuhang unfolded his left hand, and there was a 'talisman' shining brightly.

He had been prepared for it. After all, the flame sword was an ability that came with the bronze ring. He could not control this sword technique as he pleased.

Fortunately. He still has one last sword talisman. Although using this sword talisman, which is equivalent to a third-grade monk's sword, to deal with this huge eagle seems a bit wasteful.

However, in order to save his friend, Song Shuhang didn't care so much anymore.

"Sword!" Song Shuhang shouted.

However...the expected sword energy did not come out.

How is it possible? Is the sword talisman invalid? Song Shuhang looked at the sword talisman in his hand, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Because what he was holding in his hand was not a sword talisman, but an evil-busting talisman.

At this time, Song Shuhang's figure lost the power to move forward. Falling towards the ground.

The eagle holding Gao Moumou flapped its wings and was about to distance itself from him.

how so! Why is the talisman in my hand an evil-breaking talisman? It's too late to change, the remaining talismans are all in my backpack!

Damn it, I was so careless... Because of this carelessness, I lost the last chance to save my roommate.

If he could hit the eagle with his first strike of the flame knife, if he wasn't so careless, if he could be stronger, this wouldn't be the result.

Shuhang was furious in his heart. It was anger at his carelessness and anger at his lack of strength.

This anger was burning and suppressed to the limit in Song Shuhang's heart.

——At this moment, a picture of flames suddenly appeared in his mind.

That was Taoist Priest Chixiaozi using a branch as a knife, and with a single stroke, the flame was centered on the branch, burning the sky, burning the earth, and devouring the world... (To be continued.)

PS: The previous chapter is a 4,000-word chapter, and the plot is difficult to disconnect. So I posted it first. Then, the time when this chapter was coded was a bit late, before twelve o'clock as I planned. Although a little late, this chapter is three thousand words long. Please vote for monthly support!