Two flying swords broke through the wall one after another, seriously injuring Hairpin Huarang who had just recovered all the beads.
After that, Lu Fang, who had the upper hand, was punched back into the street. The last punch even hit Lu Fang into the wall.
Finally, Zhong Qiu, the national master of Nanyuan Kingdom, came to finish the ceremony.
Zhong Qiu, known as the best fighter in the world, knocked back the young man with one punch and saved Lu Fang, who was no longer able to fight back.
Feng Qingbai took the opportunity to take back his sword. Not only that, he also tried to find an opportunity to return Dachun to Lu Fang. However, when Zhongqiu suddenly appeared, Feng Qingbai gave up the idea to avoid It's superfluous.
Feng Qingbai let out a long breath. If Zhong Qiu had punched him on the temple, he would probably have to rely on his master's money to recruit people, otherwise he would have to be reincarnated again and again in the Lotus Flower Blessed Land. In reincarnation, the foundation of a cultivator is constantly being melted and melted, and integrated into this world. The heaven and earth are furnaces, and all things are copper. This is the principle.
And that person’s boy is the person responsible for fanning the flames.
That person never shows up and doesn’t want to see the world. There is only a little Taoist boy holding a banana fan, who is specifically responsible for the operation of the entire Lotus Flower Blessed Land. Of course, he also deals with the Tongyezhou Earth Immortal who is qualified to have access to the inside story of the Blessed Land. Before Feng Qingbai came down, under the leadership of his master's ancestor, Having met that boy, the founder of the Jade Pu Realm would have to treat that little guy who spoke irritably as an equal.
After arriving at the Ouhua Blessed Land for just over ten years, I already felt like I was in another world.
Somewhere in the dark, Feng Qingbai had an intuition that this time he would sharpen his Dao Sword Heart, and that would probably be the end of it. If he was lucky, he would be able to obtain an important weapon from the Immortal family with a magic weapon rank. .
After all, his combat power is now intact. On the other hand, Lu Fang has come to an end, and his Taoist heart may be damaged. Even if he returns to Tongye Continent, it will be a big trouble.
Relegating immortals to immortals sounds very beautiful, but in fact it is not. Only Zhou Fei, who admires "If you don't enjoy happiness in life, how are you different from grass and animals", after coming down, you will not touch the basics of spiritual practice at all, and you will be naturally relaxed. Comfortable.
But people like him, Feng Qingbai and Lu Fang, are very dangerous. Even though the senior Tong Qingqing has become the head of Jingxinzhai, he is still hiding in Tibet as one of the four great masters in the world. Decades and yet to be seen is a perfect example.
After gathering his cluttered thoughts, Feng Qingbai began to review the battle and try to figure out as many ways as possible.
He has been observing this peak fight from a distance. Stones from other mountains can attack jade. This is a state of mind on the path of cultivation, which is similar to the Buddhist visualization method.
In Feng Qingbai's eyes, the battle on the mountain top of Ouhua Blessed Land was actually not inferior to the battle between Golden Elixir and Nascent Soul in Tongye Continent.
The fight between the young man in white robe and Lu Fang was already so exciting. What would happen if Ding Ying and Yu Zhenyi, the finalists of good and evil, finally took action?
Feng Qingbai was not optimistic about Chen Pingan at first, because Lu Fang was worthy of being famous in Tongyezhou.The Sword Immortal Embryo, who was already under heavy oppression, went upstream in the Lotus Flower Blessed Land with thin spiritual energy, found another way, and once again touched the threshold of the sword. Lu Fang's sword could attack from far away and defend close by.
But the result was unexpected.
The magic that broke the situation was that that person actually saw that Lu Fang must save Zhou Shi.
There are rumors in the world that Lu Fang and Zhou Fei are sworn enemies. Lu Fang once climbed mountains with a sword, and had a life-and-death battle with Lu Fang in the Spring Chao Palace. There is no way to lie.
Feng Qingbai has been in Ouhua Blessed Land for more than ten years, and that young man has just arrived. Logically speaking, he should be more unfamiliar with the scenery on the top of this world. Feng Qingbai really can’t understand. In a fight, one should be a bystander who knows the authorities and is a fan. Didn't that young man not only come down with a complete body and soul, but also know many inside stories? That's why he broke the rules and was regarded as a rebellious official and traitor by the Heavenly Dao here. He must be defeated and eliminated quickly?
Although the injury was serious and the entire shoulder was bruised, fortunately it was a traumatic injury. Zhou Shi used the Spring Chao Palace healing elixir baked by Zhou Fei to barely stop the bleeding, and leaned against the wall side by side with Ya'er, smiling. He said sadly: "I have tried my best."
The romantic and suave hairpin flower man has attracted countless beautiful ladies to be ashamed. Unfortunately, there is no romance at this moment, only abjection.
Ya'er is trying his best to suppress the chaotic Qi with a secret method of the Demon Cult. This is the martial arts manual of the Chuihua Sect, one of the three sects of the Demon Cult. Lord, he deceived the saints of that generation of Jingxinzhai into peeking into half of the "Returning to the Original Scripture". The Scripture can make people rejuvenate and rejuvenate themselves. The owner of the Chuihua Sect is a genius who reverses the Scripture and uses it for his own purposes. He compiled this secret book of the Demon Cult, but the side effects are huge. Although the person who uses it can forcibly suppress serious injuries, it will age rapidly and accelerate the decay of the body. The heroes of the Chuihua Sect in the past will only use it in life and death battles with no way out. This method.
Ya'er's face was ashen, and there was even a hint of white frost on her temples.
Zhou Shi sighed. If he were handed a bronze mirror at this time, would the most proud girl Ya'er go crazy?
Zhou Shi didn't know whether to comfort her or himself, "Don't worry, my dad will be here soon. I will be safe by then, and you won't die."
Under the far wall, there is a broken pipa, lying alone on the ground. Its owner has disappeared. Every once in a while, there will be drops of blood on the ground.
When Chen Pingan stood up, Feng Qingbai, who was holding a long sword, Zhou Shi, who was slumped on the ground, and the smiling face who went to check on Lu Fang's injury, felt their hearts tighten at the same time.
Lu Fang "pulled" himself out of the wall and landed gently on the ground. His body was unstable. He smiled and wanted to reach out to help him. Lu Fang shook his head and stretched out his hand to control the big chun back. On the way The scabbard merged into one, and the sword was once again leaning on the ground. Lu Fang, who had a profound cultivation level that could be described as heavenly in the Ouhua Blessed Land, fell to the bottom, and the ten fists of the gods beat the drums continuously. Lu Fang, who was not in top form, almost almost The soul is gone.
Lu Fang's eyes were dark, and he turned to Smiley, whose real name was Qiantang, and said, "Let me take a break, and you can go drinking with me."
Smiley nodded sadly.
Just like the first time we met in Jianghu, he was the frustrated person again.
Lu Fang chose to take the lead this time, not only to protect Zhou Shi, but also for his Qiantang. Smiley face was not among the twenty people in the world. Before arriving at the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, Lu Fang said that he would take him with him. He took him to Qiantang to visit his hometown and meet the real Yufeng Immortal. Although Lu Fang's words were plain at that time, he had the high-spirited spirit unique to the Bird's-eye View Peak Sword Immortal, and even a blind man could feel his smiling face.
The two left the street together.
Before Lu Fang left, he clasped his fists at Zhong Qiu to express his gratitude, and then said something to Zhou Shi that he should do his best.
When they arrived at the tavern where the woman sold wine, the woman saw the man who had stolen the sword. His strong muscles were useless, and he was cursing. Lu Fang tried to persuade her, and then she carried two pots of the most delicious wine. When the bad drink was served, he threw it down hard. Smiley Qiantang almost couldn't help but slap the tongue-tied woman to death.
Lu Fang took out a simple small hairpin from his arms, handed it to Xiaolianer, and said in a deep voice: "In the next twenty years, I may have to trouble you to do two hard things. One is to carry it with you. This thing, find my reincarnation. If you get close to me, the small hair will be hot and you will feel it. The second is to find a long sword named 'Chaoyuan'. I don't have to force this, maybe. It will be like this big chun, and it will become someone else's sword."
Smiley face looked surprised.
"I have made up my mind."
Lu Fang did not explain more, "Take the small basket, drink this pot of wine, and leave Nanyuan country quickly. You stay here This will only make me die faster."
Smiley face had never seen Lu Fang take things so seriously, so he had to carefully put away the small hairpin and nodded in agreement.
After drinking the wine, he glanced at his best friend with a smile. Lu Fang just said calmly: "If you really find me, don't worry about anything, especially don't deliberately teach me martial arts." "Learn."
"I wrote it down."
The smiling face no longer smiled, and there was a cry in the voice.
Lu Fang didn’t feel sad about spring or autumn. After silently sending his smiling face out of the wine shop, Lu Fang turned his head and looked away and sneered: "You can show up now, I am the head of an immortal." , just take it as you see fit."
A stooped old man walked out of the corner, coughing as he walked. If the smiling Qiantang was still with Lu Fang, he would definitely recognize this Feng Chui. The old man who is about to collapse, Xue Yuan, the eight-armed god of the older generation who was ranked among the top ten in the world, was squeezed out of the top ten twenty years ago. Years later, it became a joke in the world.
Lu Fang sighed in his heart.
I never thought that a prophecy would come true in Guniujiang.
Yu Zhenyi secretly gathered a group of heroes at that time to round up and suppress the four immortals Ding Ying, Zhou Fei, Tong Qingqing and Feng Qingbai. Lu Fang laughed and said that he was not one of them.It seems that the answer is obvious, and it may not be Yu Zhenyi's original intention. However, seeing Lu Fang seriously injured and defeated, Yu Zhenyi will naturally not miss this golden opportunity with his indifferent nature.
"It is really sad that the Bird's Eye Sword Immortal has been reduced to such a miserable state. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe it."
Xue Yuan grinned, Ridiculing Lu Fang, the old man was missing several teeth and slowly walked towards the wine shop. It was hard to imagine that this was the number one foreigner in the world before Zhong Qiu.
Lu Fang smiled and said: "Yu Zhenyi is very generous, willing to let you pick up the head."
Xue Yuan bent down and stopped twenty steps away from the door of the wine shop, "Yu Zhenyi is The immortals in this world are not ordinary people like me, so they can't despise this opportunity. Besides, Lu Da Sword Immortal still has three or four points of strength, yes
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There is still a chance of winning against an old Xue Yuan."
Lu Fang sneered: "Have you seen the Great Sword Immortal? Are you worthy?"
Xue Yuan still smiled and said: "Whether you are worthy or not, whatever Lu Da Sword Immortal says will be whatever he says."
Lu Fang's eyes were full of sarcasm.
Xue Yuan met Lu Fang's gaze and shook his head. As the eight-armed god shook his back, like a dragon raising its head, Xue Yuan's momentum changed completely. This was the man who once ranked among the top ten in the world. With the demeanor of a master, Xue Yuan's face became gloomy and terrifying, and he was furious, and his words were full of resentment and resentment, "You high-ranking immortals, all deserve to die! Yes, it's the look in your eyes now, Lu Fang, Even if a phoenix that sheds its feathers is no longer as good as a chicken, it still treats everyone in the world like ants!"
Lu Fang was noncommittal.
But he knew that the last battle in his life was today, and he was not happy enough. He was like this with the young man before, and it was even more frustrating to fight with Xue Yuan who took advantage of others.
At this moment, Xue Yuan, who had just taken off his cover, was like a god coming to the world, but his body stiffened for a moment, and someone grabbed his neck from behind and lifted him up little by little.
Xue Yuan looked like a snake that had been hit seven inches. He didn’t even make a move to struggle, and his feet were getting higher and higher off the ground.
The guy who attacked the old man had a warm voice and said with a smile: "What's wrong with treating you like ants? That's right, you are."
With a click, Xue Yuan was twisted He broke his neck and gently threw it on the street.
The wine-selling woman screamed loudly, and the guests in the wine shop shouted: Kill, kill, kill, and the birds and beasts scattered.
Without Xue Yuan blocking his view, the man was a handsome young man, Zhou Fei who came from the Vajra Temple.
Zhou Fei was still holding a dead head in his hand. He threw it forward and dropped it in front of Lu Fang. The head rolled and dripped with blood.
It is actually Qiantang with a smiling face.
Zhou Fei threw out the small stick again.
Lu Fang slowly knelt down and gently touched the face of the head, letting his friendClosing his eyes and staring blankly at the smiling face, Lu Fang did not look at Zhou Fei, nor did he pick up the small hairpin. He just asked in a trembling voice, "Why?"
Zhou Fei was silent for a moment. The answer was unreasonable, "When did Lu Fang become a sloppy loser? He came here to break up the relationship, but in the end it turned out that it was unbreakable, so that's it. At worst, he returned without success, and in the end he was no better than a stranger. You can’t pick up or let go of the dead man’s head, Lu Fang, even if you return to Tongye Continent, let alone reach the upper five realms, I firmly believe that you won’t even be able to stay in the Nascent Soul realm!”
Zhou! Fei knelt down and said, "Tell me for yourself, why did you come here for this? I, the dignified head of the Jade Guizong Jiang family, spent so many years with you in this blessed land, what do you want?"
I don’t know when, but the sword Cun lay quietly at Lu Fang’s feet, along with a small bamboo pole and a head, all lying on the street.
In the distance behind Zhou Fei, there stood those stunning beauties who would captivate the whole country. Some were as slender as willows, while others were as plump as autumn rice.
Lu Fang raised his head and said, "Why don't you go find Zhou Shi first?"
Zhou Fei smiled angrily and said, "My son is dead, and he will be reborn. But you, Lu Fang, died in In the land of lotus flowers, should I waste another sixty years?"
Zhou Fei stood up, waved his hand, and called a beautiful woman who still had charm to his side, "Go and stay with you? Let’s have a drink with Senior Brother Lu, whom we respected and admired the most. We haven’t seen each other for so many years. You will definitely have a lot to say.”
The woman’s face turned pale.
Zhou Fei patted her cheek, "Be good, be obedient."
The ground shook, and Zhou Fei's figure disappeared.
Those women were like birds fluttering in flight, flying away in the air one after another, with their clothes fluttering and colorful ribbons hanging in the air. This beautiful scene made passers-by on the nearby streets mesmerized.
Lu Fang stood up and said to the woman with a strange yet familiar face, "Sit down and chat?"
The woman nodded tremblingly.
The two sat across from each other. The lady proprietress of the wine shop was squatting behind the counter. Lu Fang went to get two bottles of wine. Before Lu Fang could pour the wine, he had been used to it after staying in Chunchao Palace for so many years. He ignored the serving woman and quickly stood up to pour wine for Lu Fang, and then poured himself a bowl.
Lu Fang did not look at the once heartbreaking face, but glanced at the green hands that were maintained like a girl's. He picked up the wine bowl and smiled.
The woman breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a moment, then got up and went to the street outside the wine shop, helping Lu Fang retrieve the small sword and the big chun sword. Even the smiling face's head was also She picked it up and put it on another table in the wine shop. After sitting down, she smiled sweetly.
Lu Fang held the wine bowl in one hand and turned to look at the empty street.
It seemed like I saw a pair of boys and girls who were a perfect match, chasing each other and having fun.
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Zhong Qiu only saw the young man in white robe and said:"When you and I fight, no one will interfere, so you just punch with all your heart."
Zhongqiu added, "If someone still secretly attacks you, I, Zhongqiu, will definitely fight to the death to kill him. Whether it's Ding Ying or Yu Zhenyi."
Chen Pingan raised the back of his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. A wound was exposed on his arm, showing bones. In order to block Lu Fang's sword, he wore a snow-white robe. A large gash was ripped out of the sleeve. This was the first time that Jin Li's robe was damaged. Although the magic weapon's effect was restricted, its toughness was still there, which fully demonstrated the superior killing power of Lu Fang's swordsmanship.
After Zhong Qiu finished speaking, he began to walk forward.
It seems that the pace is slow, but in fact, one step moves two to three feet, and there is no slight fluctuation in energy.
Zhong Qiu was a national teacher of Nanyuan Kingdom and a famous scholar who was excellent in calligraphy and painting.
Every word and every word must comply with the rules, and every punch and kick must be within the law.
The person who reaches the pinnacle is the literary sage and martial master.
Zhongqiu is both.
Ding Ying looked down upon the warriors in the world, but looked down upon Zhong Qiu. Of course he had his reasons.
Chen Pingan stood there, motionless.
Zhong Qiu’s “walking in the courtyard” reminded him of the scene when Ding Ying entered the main hall of Baihe Temple.
Chen Pingan could only roughly understand the invincible appearance of the desolate old man in Shanzhulou. However, there was a huge disparity in cultivation and the distance between the two sides was too far. Chen Pingan could not figure out its purpose.
The old man surnamed Cui's martial arts is too high. Although it is not a boost to Chen Ping'an's talents, it will not be of great benefit to Chen Ping'an as he climbs every level after entering the fourth realm, down to every step he takes.
However, the unique meaning of Ding Ying and Zhong Qiu's unity of nature and man was not deeply impressed by Chen Pingan the first time, but it became chewy and tasted a little bit the second time.
Zhong Qiu simply came towards him like this, without the fierceness of Pink Vajra Ma Xuan, without the cunning and insidiousness of the smiling face, and without the boldness and sharpness of Feng Qingbai's assassination sword.
Zhong Qiu's unnoticeable shoulders swayed slightly. He was wearing a green shirt, and the mystery on his shoulders was like the passing clouds beside the ancient pine trees.
Zhong Qiu punched in front of Chen Ping'an. There was no leakage of the punch, and there was no huge movement like wind and thunder.
Because Zhongqiu's punches were too weird, Chen Ping'an was distracted for the first time. He hesitated whether to fight the enemy with the drum beat style of a god and fight for the final word, or to calm down the god from "The Classic of Swordsmanship" Fortunately, Chen Ping'an gave up the two options immediately, retreated, and slid out. At the same time, he instinctively raised his arms and covered his face with his palms.
Zhong Qiu punched Chen Pingan in the palm of his hand.
Click to stop.
But Chen Pingan was slapped hard on the face with the back of his hand.
Floated upside down with a bang.
He twisted his body, his two snow-white sleeves swayed in the air, and stood again three feet away.
Sowing autumn is still a skillAfter holding it back, he said calmly: "You don't want to be distracted."
Chen Pingan clenched and unclenched his left hand, as if the numbness in the palm of his hand had been struck by lightning, and then it was gone.
Zhong Qiu said with a smile: "You are too smart. Without this test, I wouldn't be sure if you were left-handed. You can probably hit Lu Fang's ten punches." He was sure that Lu Fang would die, so he deliberately exchanged left and right punches, six on the left and four on the right. I guess he started preparing for the next battle at that time, right?"
Chen Ping'an didn't say anything.
Zhong Qiu didn't take it seriously, "The reason why I suppressed my temper and told you that I didn't have this is because in order to save Lu Fang, my punch was very unkind, so just now You were distracted. I was merciful and didn't kill you. I won't be polite to you anymore."
Zhong Qiu turned to Feng Qingbai and the others and said, "The one on the bench. Little girl, no one should touch her, otherwise don’t blame me for killing innocent people indiscriminately..."
Chen Pingan was behind Zhong Qiu in an instant, swung his arm, then suddenly shook his forearm, and punched out like an arrow. The arrow hit Zhongqiu on the back of the head.
Zhong Qiu's back collapsed. His back was bulging like a mountain, and his left and right ribs were swimming like dragons. He didn't even move a step, and he was forced to take Chen Ping'an's powerful and ferocious punch.
Because Chen Pingan did not use the drum-beating style of a god, his fists were too big and the momentum was huge. Against a great master like Zhong Qiu who has profound kung fu, I am afraid that this punch will fail.
A pure martial artist who has practiced kung fu deeply will be able to avoid being seen or heard, and avoid danger. He can even kill the person who is close to the bed in his sleep, and then continue to sleep soundly. situation.
Chen Pingan just punched with all his strength
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In addition, Zhong Qiu unexpectedly managed to stand up It was as solid as a mountain. If you wanted to succeed with one punch, it would be difficult to stop immediately. Zhongqiu hit Chen Pingan in the ribs with a backhand punch, sending Chen Pingan flying horizontally. It was just Zhongqiu's second punch. Being kicked by Chen Pingan, Zhong Qiu lost the opportunity to beat the drowned dog.
The two stood apart again.
Zhong Qiu twitched his lips. It turned out that the Nanyuan Imperial Master did this on purpose. In order to make up for his sneak punch, of course it was also a bait.
The two hedged almost at the same time.
It was often a small space, and the fists of both sides either missed each other, or they exchanged punches seemingly casually. This fight turned out to be silent.
Compared with the earth-shattering battle between Chen Pingan and Lu Fang, it was completely opposite.
Zhou Shi couldn’t understand it at all.
The banished immortal Feng Qingbai is slightly better, because he has come into contact with some martial arts masters in Tongyezhou.
A truly majestic punch, when it hits a person, is like a boulder thrown into a lake, causing external injuries and causing internal injuries with ripples.
Zhong Qiu once beat a Henglian master so hard that he lay in bed for several years with just one punch. Under his clothes, his skin was like porcelain.The vessel was shattered, not to mention the internal organs inside.
The skinny little girl on the small bench, after hearing the teacher's words, smiled as if she had been granted amnesty. At this moment, she opened her teeth and claws heartlessly, imitating Chen Ping'an and Zhong Qiu's punches.
The first small victory was finally determined.
Chen Pingan was pushed aside by a tricky elbow and his fist was pushed away by Zhong Qiu. He jumped over the ravine and hit the opposite wall.
Zhong Qiu stepped across the ravine drawn by Lu Fang's sword.
Chen Pingan did not collapse like Pipa Girl and Lu Fang did before. He shook his shoulders and shook his clothes. The rocks on the wall that were smashed by his back fell with a clatter. Chen Pingan was about to make a move, sowing autumn. The punches suddenly became much faster. One punch came, another punch came, and in an instant there were ten punches.
Left fist six and right hand four.
It was the Shenren drum-beating boxing frame that Zhongqiu imitated. Even the order of punching the left and right hands was exactly the same.
What’s even more strange is that after Zhong Qiu’s ten punches, the high wall still has not been completely broken, and Chen Ping’an is still trapped in the wall.
Chen Pingan did not sit back and wait for death. He was too familiar with the drumming style of the God and his fight with Zhongqiu, and he roughly knew the method of attack. Four of Zhongqiu's ten punches were blocked by him.
But after six punches hit him firmly, blood oozed from the corners of Chen Pingan's mouth, especially the last punch, which caused Chen Pingan's body to bounce.
Even though it was his first time imitating someone else's boxing, Zhongqiu still punched calmly and well-organized. Just when he was about to strike again with ten punches, he immediately took a few steps back, then stepped back, and then stepped back. As he passed through the ravine, it turned out that at the moment when Chen Pingan seemed to be exhausted, the body in the wall bounced slightly. At that moment, Zhong Qiu felt like his hair was exploding. As soon as his thoughts tightened, Zhong Qiu gave up on his own initiative without thinking too much. Seeing a good situation, he chose to stop and retreat.
Zhong Qiu was extremely vigilant, but he still underestimated this young man's ability to take pain, and almost got killed.
Chen Ping'an felt a little regretful. He was only a hair away from being able to successfully deliver a punch in the God-man-beating-drum style.
So Zhongqiu’s ten punches, which looked like fakes, were in vain.
After Chen Pingan landed on the ground, he slowly walked towards the ravine.
Zhong Qiu laughed dumbly.
I learn your boxing skills, and you learn my steps?
But Zhongqiu narrowed his eyes.
The big boxing stance he realized by himself has nothing to do with boxing moves. It is about practicing the back like a mountain, the shoulders like flowing clouds, and then the tip of the elbow like an eagle's beak. Finally, the hands and fists are completed in one go. , seamlessly integrated, once such a frame is set up and kept fighting, it is like a mountain taking root in the earth. The opponent's punch or sword, no matter how fierce or subtle, is always against Zhongqiu's entire spiritual energy.
Such a proud boxing stance, which Zhongqiu privately named "Peak", even if it is given to a grand master of foreign boxing like Xue Yuan, the eight-armed god, he can watch with wide eyes and steal his master. After watching it over and over again, I’m afraid I still can’t really see the inner essence., it’s not difficult to look like it in appearance, but without several years of dedicated study, it’s impossible to imagine that it looks like it in spirit!
But the young man in front of him actually had some of his own boxing skills.
The two faced off again across a ravine.
Chen Pingan took a deep breath. It was rare that he took the initiative to speak during the fight, "Does your boxing stance have a name?"
Zhong Qiu nodded and said with a smile: " It is called Peak. When I realized it in my early years, I was still young and energetic. I felt that if I continued to practice, I would be able to stand on the top of the world. Later, I was too lazy to change it. Among the ten direct disciples, most of them had practiced it for twenty years. Thirty years ago, I haven't even seen you casually, and I am worthy of being an immortal."
Chen Ping'an suddenly laughed and said, "The first boxing book I practiced was called Mountain Shaking Fist."
Zhong Qiu said with a smile: "Should I lift the mountains with my fists, or can you shake the mountains with your fists? Give it a try?" Lift it up, tilt your wrist slightly, hold your palm like an object, and make a fist with one hand in front of you.
Even if he stood still, at this moment, Zhong Qiu still made the people watching the whole street feel the suffocation of the coming rain.
This is the best move in the world, the first time that he has put on a real boxing stance.
Chen Ping'an's heart felt like water had stopped.
This time I was looking for the Taoist temple in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom. I wandered around for so long that it finally made Chen Pingan so upset that he even delayed his boxing and sword skills. During this period, many people and things happened. , I’ve just seen it, but there are some things that I didn’t pay attention to at the time, but after facing the enemy Zhong Qiu, I became aware of it and accumulated a lot of experience.
When he first lived in that house, because he often passed by the nearby martial arts gym, Chen Pingan had nothing to do, so he sat silently in the shadows where no one noticed, peeking at the market. In the eyes of the common people, the "Lianjiazi" and "old style" boxing master is an old man who is regarded as a god by his disciples. In addition to teaching stance, steps and boxing, he will also say that he used to Although Chen Pingan's deeds and feats in the martial arts world were not good enough, in Chen Pingan's view, the old man's boxing skills were really not up to par.
That time, Chen Pingan left quickly and quietly.
Later, I searched for the Taoist temple but had no clue, so I went to the martial arts school to relax.
At that time, the master of the martial arts school was watching the disciples standing, with his hands behind his back, and he was talking about very empty martial arts principles, such as one branch shakes a hundred branches, but our internal boxing does not listen to the sound. Don't look at the form, but listen to the energy. Only when you reach this point can you consider yourself at home. The muscles and bones needed to be loosened, and the fur needed to be attacked. Someone once attacked me from behind. Out of pure instinct, I turned around and punched him out, beating him half to death.
Chen Pingan heard it a little funny, and finally the old master did something rare that Chen Pingan had seen for the first time.
It made him look at the old man in a new light for the first time.
The old man asked a young man who had just become a disciple to stand still, and then asked the two of them to hold his hands tightly, making his arms tense and straight, and there wasThe two squatted on the ground and hugged the man's legs and knees. Then the old man began to straighten the spine, not by pinching the muscles, but by straightening the disciple's neck and cervical vertebrae all the way down. , this is called the "school dragon" who does not distinguish between internal and external fists!
Finally, when the old man reached the end of the body, he suddenly pressed it with gentle force. The disciple was startled and shuddered. The hairs all over his body stood up like a dense forest.
The young disciple's struggle caused the two senior brothers who were holding his arms to stagger, and he pulled him to take a step. The two people holding his legs only moved slightly.
The old man was a little disappointed, but didn't say anything.
If the four people who held down the limbs were all unable to stabilize their bodies, then they would be considered good martial arts practitioners. The disciple who was trained as a disciple of Dalong had acceptable qualifications, but he definitely did not have a big future.
Chen Pingan watched it with gusto at the time, but did not think about it deeply afterwards.
Until this moment today, people were inexplicably blocked here, fighting one after another, trapped in a tight siege, almost certain to die, Chen Pingan suddenly understood.
Before he became the enemy of Lu Fang, his boxing skills were very flexible.
But the mood did not keep up.
But after fighting Zhongqiu, his mood improved.
Especially after learning Zhong Qiu’s big boxing style, and remembering the “school dragon”, Chen Ping’an’s heart strings moved, his thoughts came together, and he couldn’t help but use the initial six-step move of Shanshanquan. , moving straight forward, whether to close or release the fist, he didn't care at all, and unknowingly, he was flying step by step.
But Chen Pingan, who has practiced boxing for millions of years, after taking the fifth step, his entire spine was like a self-adjusting dragon, making a series of cracking sounds of soybeans.
Zhong Qiu surged forward and punched out, trying to knock the young man back from the ravine with one punch!
Chen Pingan, who was riding the wind, also punched out.
The two were an arm's length apart, and their fists hit each other's chest almost simultaneously.
Zhong Qiu’s green shirt was fluttering in a mess, and he disappeared on the street in an instant with a rumbling sound. If someone looked down at the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom from the air, they would find that a long straight line was torn apart. , and Zhongqiu, who was knocked back twenty feet by a punch, finally stopped his retreat, and his legs had already sunk deep into the ground.
Although he was only slightly injured, Zhongqiu lost after all.
The man in white robe stood beside the gully in the street, never taking a step back.
If we only talk about the world, Zhong Qiu is no longer the best in the world.
But Chen Wudi is within an arm's length.
(End of this chapter)