Chapter 1262 Betting on Willow


    The man''s eyes were as dark as a night hawk, and he said to Leo in a cold voice.


    "My name is Taketori Yongqing, I''m the curator here, and since you''re so domineering in fighting with


    us, we wee you! But remember, so far, no one who hase here to fight with us has ever gotten


    out alive!"


    Leo sneered, "Is that so? But I''m telling you, the people I fight will end up all on their knees begging


    me!"


    At those words, the crowdughed out loud again.


    "This man is so shameless! He is bragging!"


    "He is outrageous! I don’t know how to describe him!"


    "Tell us all to kneel down? What does he think we are? Does he really think we''re a bunch of ants?"


    "Later I''m going to pick his mouth so hard that he''ll be mute from now on!"


    The curator, Taketori Yongqing, looked disdainful as he pointed to the shelves with weapons on the wall


    and said to Leo.


    "You don''t have a sword, but we won''t bully an unarmed man, so take whatever weapons you need


    yourself."


    Leo shook his head andughed, "Do I need to use a sword to deal with you people? The willow in my


    hand is enough."


    After saying that, Leo shook the willow in his hand and looked at Taketori Yongqing with a look of


    contempt.


    At these words, the crowdughed again, some of them with tears in their eyes, and a few of them


    wereughing so hard that they were holding the wall.


    Willow?


    "How can a willow be used as a weapon? Holy shit! I can use noodles as a weapon too."


    "What an idiot, I think this guy is just out of his mind!"


    "Can willow kill people? I could give him a hundred strokes even if I was bare-chested!"


    "In this fool''s eyes, our swords are made of y, haha."


    "Our swords are not even y in his eyes, they are noodles fried in a pot."


    ...


    Taketori Yongqing was even more speechless, and after a moment of anger, he turned around as he


    said to his disciples.


    "Did you all hear that? The man who came to fight with is a madman! No! A fool, to be precise! When


    you fight himter, beat him to death! I''m going to have tea with my girlfriend in the inner room, so let


    me know when you''re done and I''ll call someone to collect the body!"


    After saying that, Taketori Yongqing put his hands behind his back as he walked towards the inner


    room to drink tea.


    "Okay! Don''t worry, curator, go and drink your tea!"


    The crowd responded loudly.


    Taketori Yongqing walked into the inner room, and he closed and locked the door.


    The noisy noises outside could not be heard in this inner room at all.


    "Curator, what''s going on outside?"


    A woman at the tea table said in a delicate voice.


    "Troublemakers, and he wants to fight with us. I will knock him with one punch."


    Taketori Yongqing looked at her lustfully and said, "Do you really want to learn swordy?"


    The woman smiled sweetly again, then whispered with a scarlet face, "Everyone in the East says that


    your swordy is the best in the world, so I havee here in admiration, Master, but I have poor


    money on hand, do you think the tuition could be cheaper?"


    "Money is not a big deal, as long as we ..."


    Taketori Yongqing sat down next to the woman, his right hand was wrapped around her waist.


    The woman shivered, closed her eyes tightly and allowed him to do whatever he wanted.


    ...


    A sturdy tall man came out from the crowd, looking domineering.


    He took off his upper clothes, revealing his fat, and he snapped his chest and growled, saying.


    "Listen, Pompeii man! I''ll show you, a frog in a well, what I am capable."


    Having said that, he took a wooden stick from the shelf and handed it to his senior brother, adding,


    "Here, let this braggart see what we can do."


    "Okay!"


    With that, this senior brother used the wooden stick towards his stomach and struck it with great force.


    He struck three blows in a row.


    Afterwards, his senior brother dropped the stick and sneered, "Did you see that?"


    This strong man approached Leo with aughing face and said with a mocking expression, "Did you


    see that, braggart? I''m not even afraid of a wooden stick striking me, will I be afraid of your willow?"


    Leo snorted, "Humph, I feel that your wooden stick is like a prop made for a movie, not as real as my


    willow, do you dare to try?"


    At this, the strong man''s face turned ck with anger and he said with a grimace, "Fine! I''ll let you


    strike three times first, but what if you can''t hurt me with three whips?"


    Leo said again with a contemptuous face, "I don''t need three whips, one whip is enough, if I can''t hurt


    you, you can do whatever you want."


    The strong man said with a sneer, "Fine, if you can''t hurt me, you have to let me throw three punches!"


    Leoughed and said, "Not to mention three punches, I won''t fight back even if you beat me to death."


    The strong manughed wildly, and he said viciously, "Come on!"


    Immediately, he breathed in and out, his whole body muscles rolled and undted like waves of wheat,


    his feet slightly crouched in stance, and his eyes abruptly looked at Leo.


    Leo''s face was cold, and his eyes were bitterly cold, looking at him sharply.


    At the same time, his energy sank into his abdomen, and his physical energy surged into his willow


    holding hand, while a powerful aura emerged from his right hand.


    This powerful aura instantly caused the temperature around him to drop rapidly.


    Leo''s willow hit the strong man''s body hard, and a huge wind exploded from the willow, sending the


    strong man flying backwards several feet into the air.


    The strong man screamed in the air with a heart-breaking scream.


    At the same time, his towering body knocked down arge number of people.


    The strong many on top of the people he had crushed, his pupils constricted, and his mouth spat out


    a huge cloud of blood as his body twitched in pain.


    The crowd was stunned, their bodies shaking.


    Cecilughed loudly, "You are so intolerant of fighting."


    But after all, these people were all martial arts practitioners, they were only shocked for a moment, and


    immediately recovered their fighting strength.


    Immediately, one of them plucked out his long sword, shouted and his flying sword stabbed at Leo''s


    throat.


    Leo sneered and easily dodged it, striking his sword-wielding hand with a willow whip.


    There was a thud! He shouted in pain, his sword flew down, and Leo flew up and kicked him out, and


    he fell heavily on top of the injured strong man.


    Immediately, he too was spitting out blood in a big gulp.


    "Brothers, let''s go! Let''s chop him to death with random swords!"


    The crowd was shocked for a moment, then they said in unison, then they all drew their swords


    together and frantically surrounded Leo, in the vain hope of killing him with a mess of swords with the


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