Magic Martial Arts

"Chiu...Bang..."

"Chiu...Bang..."

"Chiu...Bang..."

"Chiu...Bang...Bang...Bang..."

Su Chen looked at Huang Jingyu's ugly face, and then at the arrogant looks of Da Huang and Er Huang. He curled his lips slightly and was too lazy to say more nonsense. Besides, he was originally a "fool". Does a "fool" need a reason to hit someone? Does a "fool" need to explain what he did? Is it necessary?

As the stones flew up, the sound of hitting the target was endless. Almost everyone in the field saw a dumbfounded scene. No one knew where so many small stones came from. Su Chen picked up the small stones and flew them out. His movements were so fast that it was dazzling, but there was no beauty at all. It was as if he was really a "fool" throwing stones randomly, but the result was that every stone hit the target. However, there were too many stones thrown out, and no one had counted them specifically, so no one was surprised by it.

The "Star Picking Style" can pick up the power of the sun, moon and stars for your own use. The vast starry sky is like the power of heaven descending to the world...

However, Su Chen was only in the Body Tempering Stage at this time, so it would be too much to say that he could pick the sun, moon and stars with his hands, but picking up small stones on the ground was still possible.

In addition, Su Chen deliberately made his movements uglier, and thus a scene of a "foolish" young master picking up stones and throwing them at the young master of the Huang family and the two dogs began.

"Master Jing... Yu... I can't bear it anymore..."

Er Huang had a bitter face, looking at Master Huang Jingyu hiding behind him, shouting loudly, covering the bruises and small bumps on his head and face with his hands, running back and forth with a hunched back, trying to avoid being hit by as many stones as possible.

"You useless people... ouch... go find some stones and throw them at me... ouch..."

Huang Jingyu tried his best to hide behind Da Huang and Er Huang, his face full of pain and roaring angrily. Huang Jingyu was really drunk at this time. Even though he hid behind the servants, he was still hit by a lot of stones. What's more strange is that they were all on his head and face. Especially the bumps on his head covered his entire head. If there was "Buddhism" in this world, Huang Jingyu would know what the "Buddha Buddha" image was. He was in pain and unhappy.

Da Huang's face was bitter when he heard this. He dodged the flying stones while panting:

"I've looked... I've looked, but I don't know... why, all the nearby stones are... at... 'Fool's' place... Ouch... my nose..."

Dahuang fell to the ground, his nose blood mixed with tears wet the street corner, he looked extremely miserable.

"Oh, my teeth, my teeth...are gone...ouch..."

Erhuang fell to the ground, two of his huge front teeth were knocked out, and his saliva mixed with blood flowed all over the floor, looking extremely disgusting.

Young Master Huang Jingyu had a head shaped like Buddha, and he jumped around like a monkey, holding his head. He was so angry that he yelled loudly:

"Waste... oh... all waste... oh... retreat first... retreat..."

Huang Jingyu was the first to flee frantically, and he ran to where there were more people. His idea was simple: the large crowds and chaos could at least help block some stones. Dahuang and Erhuang seemed to understand this as well, and they squeezed into the crowd respectively.

Seeing that he was about to escape, Huang Jingyu was slightly relieved that Su Chen, the "fool", was out of range of his stone attack. At the same time, he became more thoughtful. He turned around and looked at Su Chen with vicious eyes, gritted his teeth and shouted in hatred:

"Su Chen, you 'idiot', next time we meet, I will pay you back double what you owe me!"

"Chiu...Bang..."

"... Yo, my ass... Oh oh... I... will... come... back..."

Su Chen didn't say anything, but silently picked up a heavier and sharper stone, aimed at a certain part of Huang Jingyu, and threw it over.

It turns out that villains just talk too much...

Then there was a strange scream of pain, and Huang Jingyu's body shuddered, his right hand covered the most private part of his buttocks, and his legs twisted unconsciously. In addition to the pain, his expression seemed to be mixed with something inexplicable...

"Hey, he's only a five-year-old boy... He's enduring pain that shouldn't be experienced by someone his age..."

Looking at Huang Jingyu who was running away with Da Huang and Er Huang in a weird posture, and whose back gradually disappeared in the crowd in the distance, Su Chen couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart, but the smile on his little face, the upturned corners of his mouth, were inexplicably intriguing.

After the fight was over, the "beaten" protagonist, Mr. Huang Jingyu, left, and the crowd who had no show to watch also gradually dispersed. Su Chen dusted his hands and immediately prepared to go home.

What, continue shopping? That's impossible. I will never go shopping again in this life. I haven't been shopping for five years. This is my first time shopping and I encountered such a bad thing. It's really evil.

Let’s go and go home!

However, when Su Chen turned around and was about to walk, a small corner of his robe was grabbed by the "little beggar" with three thin fingers. The strength was actually not small, but the "little beggar"'s dirty face had a pair of firm and bright eyes, which surprised Su Chen a little. He suddenly realized that this little beggar might have his own story!

Just like I have ‘drifted’ into this strange world, isn’t the ‘little beggar’ also ‘drifting’ into a strange land, helpless and homeless?

I am in another world and I still have parents who love me, but the 'little beggar' has nothing. He is lonely and helpless and was even forced to eat 'dog food' with added ingredients. Compared with the 'little beggar', I may be lucky.

Looking at the 'little beggar' in front of him who was grabbing his clothes with three fingers, Su Chen felt a 'familiar' feeling in his heart. It was a sense of shared fate. Looking at the 'little beggar' was like looking at Su Chen himself.

"Let's go! Let's... go home..."

Su Chen smiled slightly, and with his right hand, he gently grasped the hand of the 'little beggar' that was originally grabbing his robe. Su Chen's smile was very gentle, but it was like sunshine that parted the clouds and mist, and sprinkled warmth into the 'little beggar's' heart.

As time went by, the setting sun gradually faded away. Two small shadows were stretched out very long in the dim sunlight. This scene seemed to last forever.