Liu Yu fought hand-to-hand with him for a long time, with more and more punches. Every time, his hands were numb from the shock, and he was complaining secretly: Although he was hit many times, his muscles were like steel plates equipped with springs.
Although his strength was strong, he could not dissipate his body-protecting Qigong. However, he punched him twice, but his energy and blood surged, and he almost vomited blood.
At this moment, the man suddenly changed his mind. I don't know whether he was out of strength or resorted to other tricks. Suddenly, a few words flashed into his mind, accompanied by Tan Pingzhi's exclamation from the side: "Brother Liu, be careful.
This is the Yinshan Yuan Seizing Palm."
Without Tan Pingzhi's warning, Liu Yu also realized that this was the Yinshan Duoyuan Palm, the Zhen clan palm of the Xianbei people who often live in the desert. Legend has it that many fierce generals of the Xianbei Murong family, such as Murong Ke and Murong Chui, etc., fought in the early years.
With this pair of fleshy palms, I have killed countless heroes, and managed to reach the position of famous general in the mountains of corpses and sea of blood.
This palm technique is vicious and cruel. The practitioner needs to hit the rotting corpses all day long to absorb the Yin energy. The person who is hit by the move will have the Yin wind enter the body and gradually lose his internal strength. However, the moves are changeable and extremely subtle, making it impossible to guard against.
Liu Yu didn't expect that this tough guy who was as tough as an iron tower could actually learn such cruel and vicious tricks. He was so nervous that he mustered up all his energy and made up his mind to use grappling techniques to avoid direct confrontation with him.
There was a terrifying blue light in Diao Qiu's eyes. His huge figure was like a loach, and his movement under his feet suddenly became extremely weird. The shadow of his palms was like the wind, disappearing in the blink of an eye, making it extremely difficult to judge the way out.
Liu Yu kept trying to grab his arm with a plum-breaking hand, but after fighting for more than half an hour, the two of them were already soaked. The arm was as slippery as a fish in the water, and it slipped away as soon as he caught it.
Diao Qiu, in turn, was a series of palms. Liu Yu did not dare to contact them head-on, so he could only dodge. Being swept by the cold wind felt like ice entering his body, which was indescribably uncomfortable.
After more than 30 moves like this, Liu Yu gradually figured out in his mind that this Diaoqiu was obviously still young and had insufficient cultivation, and his pure Yang Zhigang physique was not fully adapted to the secrets of Yinshan Yuan Seizing Palm.
, it cannot be done so that the yang turns to yin and it just has its own shape.
Only when Diao Qiu hits someone directly can the power of Yin Shan Yuan Seizing Palm be exerted. Liu Yu will feel uncomfortable for a while just by sweeping the body with the evil wind, but Diao Qiu's own energy consumption is also very large, only thirty
After a few more moves, the body's figure has slowed down a bit, and the palm wind is no longer as weird as it was at the beginning.
Liu Yu saw through this and immediately became more confident. He often used the mandarin duck kick method to attack from a distance, always keeping a certain distance from Diao Qiu and avoiding direct close combat with him.
As expected, the effect was remarkable. Diaoqiu could not be bullied in front of him. The wind from the palm three feet away had almost no big impact on Liu Yu. The biting feeling of the cold wind entering the body was also reduced a lot.
After another forty or fifty moves, Liu Yu gradually took the initiative and forced Diao Qiu to swim outside the circle.
Diao Qiu suddenly shouted loudly and regained his momentum. He no longer used the Yinshan Yuan Seizing Palm, but changed back to the Senluo Wanxiang Killer.
But after a few fists and kicks, Liu Yu understood in his heart that his opponent had consumed too much energy on the Yinshan Yuan Duo Palm. These strikes seemed like thunder to outsiders, but the power of the fists and kicks was much smaller than the previous one.
I can completely confront him head-on, and I don't have to rely on cleverness to defeat him like I did in the beginning.
Liu Yu couldn't help but sigh inwardly at the Jingkou Kung Fu he had practiced since he was a child. Although it was not as powerful as the foreign martial arts from other countries, it was better because of its long-lasting and continuous strength.
Liu Yu and Diao Qiu have been playing for more than an hour. Although it consumes a lot of money, the more they play, the more energetic they get. As expected of the Han refugees who have lived in Jingkou for generations and have gone south for generations. They have experienced the battle of blood and fire before they can exercise.
His top fighting skills were also developed with countless blood and sweat.
The soreness all over his body did not affect Liu Yu's agility in action, and Diao Qiu's body was obviously much slower. As long as he delayed for a while and a half, he would definitely be able to defeat him.
Thinking of this, Liu Yu was a hundred times more confident. When Diao Qiu punched him squarely in the face, he did not dodge or dodge this time. He shouted loudly and punched back with all his strength. The two fists met.
Touch, "Peng" sound, shaking the dust on the ground.
Liu Yu only took a small step back, while Diao Qiu took three full steps back. His left leg twisted and he almost fell to the ground.
Liu Yu didn't give Diao Qiu a chance to breathe anymore, he roared and kicked out with both feet continuously, mixed with the exquisite moves of the plum-breaking hand, and the moves were inseparable from Diao Qiu's vital points. Even though he had a physique like a bull, he kicked left and right in succession.
He received a lot of punches and kicks, and the "bang bang bang bang bang" sound of the fists and kicks hitting the flesh made everyone watching the fight moved.
After Liu Yu finished a set of combos, before Diao Qiu could counterattack him, he stepped down and ducked to a safe distance. The power of his previous set of moves was enough to crack stone monuments. Diao Qiu could still survive such heavy continuous attacks.
He staggered but did not fall to the ground. This was beyond his expectation.
He even couldn't bear to continue to attack him. Although this person was the foreigner from the foreign country he hated the most and was Diao Kui's number one, he had already won today, so it was not an exaggeration to leave a trace.
Liu Yu cupped his fists and said to Diao Qiu: "Diao Zhuangzhu's physique is really talented. Liu admires it. How about giving up on it?"
Blood flowed from Diao Qiu's mouth and nose. He held his knees with both hands to prevent himself from falling. His two bloodshot eyes stared at Liu Yu like evil wolves. He was panting like an ox and his chest was heaving violently.
, there were bruises and bruises everywhere on his body, and the bruises were so unbearable that it made people wonder if his tendons were swollen due to being beaten too hard.
Diao Kui was on the side, his face was ashen, and the corners of his mouth were twitching slightly. Diao Hong's face had already been washed away with white powder by sweat. Diao Mao was still jumping around just now, laughing and scolding.
, and even more so like a defeated rooster, with his eyes wide open but unable to speak a word.
Diao Qiu turned his head to look at Diao Kui, but there was a cold flash in Diao Kui's eyes: "What use are you keeping if you don't have the energy to do anything?!" Diao Qiu finally couldn't hold on any longer, his knees went weak, and he finally gave up.
Kneel down.
Liu Yu secretly sighed in his heart. This trick made Diao Kui lose face in public today. He was afraid that he would face punishment when he went back. Thinking of this, he felt a pity in his heart. He took two steps forward, stretched out his hand and said
: "Zhu Diao, please get up first."
Before he finished speaking, suddenly, a fierce light flashed in Diao Qiu's eyes, and Liu Yu's expression changed. Diao Qiu suddenly bounced up from the ground, flicked his right wrist, touched the waistband of his pants, and a black thing appeared.
It fell into his hand and pierced directly towards Liu Yu's chest, accompanied by his roar: "Child, give me a heart-piercing strike!"
This chapter has been completed!