"Haha, I was careless that day and lost a move to that ugly guy Yuan Taiping, which made you look down upon." Bai Wuyuan sneered at Su Mou, with a contemptuous look on his face. He never took Su Mou seriously.
Su Mou frowned slightly, showing an impatient expression.
"Qin Xinru"
Bai Wuwen looked up at the private room on the second floor and shouted loudly, "Open your eyes and see how I will cripple your man with one knife. Don't worry, I will only cripple him but not kill him. I will make him harbor feelings for me."
Your resentment is alive. I will not kill you, I will let you live in self-blame and regret that is worse than death."
"Brother Su, kill him!" Qin Xinru shouted fiercely from a private room on the second floor.
"Stupid woman!" Bai Wuwu sneered, "He is only at the fifth level of heaven, why should I kill him?"
"Are you here to quarrel with women?" Su Mou interrupted Bai Wuwu impatiently, exuding a violent aura.
"Hmph!" Bai Wuwu snorted awkwardly, and moved his hands forward. Two gleaming scimitars appeared in his hands, and flew and spun in his hands, as flexible as elves.
"This knife will take out both of your eyes!"
Bai Wuwen's eyes shot out two vicious rays of light, and his body swung towards Su Mou, so fast that he could only see a white shadow.
Canglang!
Su Mou rushed forward, drew his sword, and raised it.
Ding!
The sword was as fast as lightning, and it struck Bai Wuwen's scimitar without any pause. It was like cutting tofu, and the scimitar broke into two pieces.
laugh!
Jianfeng Confessions sweeps endlessly across the chest, throat, chin, mouth, nose, eyebrows, forehead, blood splatters.
boom!
Bai Wuwu fell on his back, his eyes widened, and he refused to rest in silence.
He didn't understand why Su Mou's sword was so fast.
high speed!
The sword is faster!
Su Mou sheathed his sword, with a satisfied smile on his lips, and said, "I forgot to tell you that my master's cultivation level is not the fifth heaven realm, but the seventh heaven realm!"
The silent boxing ring echoed with Su Mou's quiet voice.
Bai Wuwen's sudden defeat and death caught everyone off guard, and Su Mou's soft voice made them even more shocked and speechless.
Su Mou, seventh heaven realm.
They couldn't believe their ears.
Su Mou looked around the audience with cold eyes and said loudly, "Remember, the reason why I, Su Mou, is the number one genius in Baiyun City is not because my father is the King of Zhennan, but because I am Su Mou!"
The entire audience couldn't help but gasp, feeling Su Mou's unparalleled domineering power.
In the private room on the second floor, Qin Xinru looked at Su Mou's tall and straight body, her heart filled with admiration. At this moment, she felt that she was completely conquered by Su Mou's domineering power.
She couldn't help but straighten her body, raised her chin slightly, and looked proud. She wanted to tell the world that this domineering man in the ring was her Qin Xinru's man.
Su Mou went down to the second floor of the arena and entered Qin Xinru's private room.
Qin Xinru stepped forward with a smile and was about to say congratulations when Su Mou slapped her in the face. She was caught off guard and was slapped with such force that she fell into a soft chair beside her.
Qin Xinru covered her cheeks with tears in her eyes. She didn't know what she had done wrong.
Just listen to Su Mou's cold words: "Do I need to obey your order to kill Bai Wuwu?"
Only then did Qin Xinru realize that Su Mou was angry because she said too much, "Brother Su, kill him." But that was what she blurted out when she was angered by Bai Wuwen's words. She was not ordering Su Mou.
She felt extremely wronged, feeling that Su Mou had misunderstood her, but then she thought about it, and it seemed that she had really said the wrong thing. How could a woman order her husband in front of tens of thousands of people, so that the man would lose face?
"You bitch, get out of here!" Qin Xinru scolded the two maids.
The two maids were so frightened that their legs were shaking and they didn't dare to take a breath. When they heard Qin Xinru's scolding, they immediately left the room as if they were running away.
"Second brother, I was wrong, I don't dare to do it anymore!" Qin Xinru got up and timidly apologized to Su Mou who had a frosty face.
Su Mou suddenly took a step forward, forced Qin Xinru down into the soft chair, and stretched his hand along her collar.
Qin Xinru was ashamed and angry, but was unable to resist Su Mou's domineering attack. After a few symbolic struggles, he surrendered.
…
In a dimly lit corner of the stands, Qi Ronger looked at Su Mou's leaving figure with a particularly solemn expression.
Su Mou's sudden strength made her feel suffocated and frightened. She felt that she had to send someone to Yancheng to inform Zhang Xiaozu and the others of the news.
In another part of the stands, Qin Rulan murmured in surprise, "The second brother of the Su family is so awesome!"
"Well, it's really surprising." The great elder sitting next to him nodded and admitted.
"His cultivation has broken through two realms in a row. At the age of twenty, he reached the seventh level of heaven. He is worthy of being the first genius in Baiyun City."
"But what's even more amazing is that his Sword Realm state of mind has broken through to the second level of Jian Wufeng!"
"In addition, there is an aura about him that makes my heart tremble. Although it is still weak, it does exist."
"This trip to Yancheng must have given him a great opportunity."
…
July twenty-three.
Zhang Xiaozu woke up from hunger again.
This time, he didn't waste time eating or drinking. He threw two pills into his mouth to satisfy his hunger, and then he couldn't wait to sink his thoughts into the fourth battle gate.
The mind becomes a human being and touches the bones of dry bones.
The scenery in front of me changed, and a little boy appeared on the beach. There was actually one more little boy than before waking up. There were already three little boys in total.
Zhang Xiaozu was pleasantly surprised.
To be precise, they are not three little boys, but three illusory figures of the same boy, but they practice different techniques.
The first little boy practiced punching left and right while walking on horseback.
The second little boy was the little boy who appeared when Zhang Xiaozu woke up from hunger for the first time and continued to meditate after filling his stomach. He did not practice any punching movements, but planted his feet firmly, squatted slightly with his thighs, and lowered his waist.
The back, neck, and top hang down on a straight line, and the arms wrap around the chest, as if hugging a big tree.
His chest is relaxed and his breath is moderate.
Sinking in the Dantian, it circulates peacefully and smoothly throughout the body.
Zhang Xiaozu thought it was very simple at first, but after practicing it, he realized how difficult it was.
He can learn the movements as soon as he does them, and he can quickly achieve them without any flaws, but his Qi may not sink, or it may not come up after sinking, or it may not flow smoothly, or it may not flow smoothly throughout the body, or it may not last long.
It took him three full days to find the state and the feeling. As soon as his feet stepped firmly, he could feel a deep rhyme in his Dantian, which made him feel calm and peaceful, flowing freely throughout his body.
Use the body's luck, and use the Qi to transport the body. The Qi moves at will, and the mind moves with the Qi.
This was an extremely wonderful state. As soon as Zhang Xiaozu entered it, he completely forgot himself.
The third little boy, the little boy who was just added, is no longer standing still, but is practicing a simple set of boxing techniques.
He advances and retreats with his feet in a controlled manner, and punches in an orderly manner.
It seems very simple.
But Zhang Xiaozu, who had had the experience, would never believe this "look" again. After some careful observation, he said that it was indeed true. Although the little boy practiced a simple set of boxing techniques, he had three skills: fists, steps and Qi.
are integrated into one.
Zhang Xiaozu did not follow the practice in a hurry, but carefully observed it little by little, and engraved every movement in his mind exactly, and then tried to practice.
As soon as you make a move, you immediately realize how difficult it is. Either the fist cannot catch up with the foot, or the foot breaks away from the fist. Coupled with the circulation of Qi, it can be said that you are in a hurry.
Five hours later, Zhang Xiaozu withdrew his thoughts from the fourth battle gate and opened his eyes, his eyes showing deep tiredness.
He was shocked because it was the first time he felt mentally exhausted.
He woke up from hunger before and didn't feel any mental fatigue at all. But this time he had just practiced with the little boy for such a short time. The heavy mental fatigue made him feel like he had just returned from the enemy's thousands of troops.
It's like being killed.
He was really exhausted to the extreme. He glanced at the Tianwu Taoist in the distance and then around. After making sure that everything was normal and safe, he curled up and lay down on the ground. Before his eyelids were completely closed, he was already asleep.
It’s on.
This sleep lasts for twelve hours, a whole day.
When he woke up, it was already the second night. His energy had recovered a lot, but he still felt a little tired. This made Zhang Xiaochu uneasy, because in this state, he could not learn this boxing technique.
Zhang Xiaozu shook his head to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, stood up and jumped off the bluestone, walked a few steps to the flat ground next to him, then used his breath, stepped forward, and punched.
Snapped!
With one punch, the air in front of him was knocked out with an explosive sound.
Zhang Xiaozu opened his mouth in shock. He was just practicing this punch. He didn't use too much force, nor did he use the power of the three colors. It was incredible that the air exploded.
Moreover, this punch was still full of flaws, far from the smooth and natural punch of the little boy on the beach.
Zhang Xiaozu took a breath to calm down his turbulent emotions, moved his breath again, stepped forward, and punched.
This time, he applied physical force to his fists.
boom!
The loud sound was like a punch hitting a heavy iron plate.
Zhang Xiaozu clearly saw that a pillar of air was blasted out by his fist. The pillar of air rushed forward for more than thirty steps before slowing down and dissipating.
"So strong!" Zhang Xiaozu exclaimed, staring at his fist.
After calming down from the shock for a while, he used the power of the three colors and punched again.
boom!
The explosion was deafening.
Zhang Xiaozu felt that this punch had crushed the air within three feet in front of him. He even saw the twisting of the space. Although there was only a slight twisting, he really saw it.
"powerful!"
"too strong!"
"It's worth spending a year or more practicing this boxing technique."
Zhang Xiaozu was shocked and exclaimed again and again.
"You kid, you're up in the middle of the night, what are you doing with the clanging?" Taoist Tianwu's voice suddenly sounded not far away, as if he had been disturbed by Zhang Xiaopou.
"Disciple is reckless and has disturbed Master's healing. Please punish me." When Zhang Xiaozhu heard Tianwu Taoist's voice, he immediately blamed himself. Just now, he was so focused on his fists that he forgot that Tianwu Taoist was meditating not far away.
Heal.
"No problem." Taoist Tianwu smiled and waved his hand.
"How are you recovering from your old injury?" Zhang Xiaozhu asked with concern.
"No need to worry, it's no problem." Taoist Tianwu replied, and then asked curiously, "What are you kid doing? Do you think it's worth spending a year practicing boxing?" (https:)
This chapter has been completed!