"How is that possible..." Yu Ruyi clenched her silver teeth and focused her eyes on the dark-skinned and skinny young man across from him. He was covered in blood, scratches, lacerations, penetrating wounds... almost all external forces that could be caused by man-made things.
The damage was concentrated on his body.
But he can still stand.
Yu Ruyi's offensive was extremely powerful, and she would often condense out more than a dozen Qi balls and throw them out at once. The Zhen Qi that ordinary people need to plan carefully and arrange for reasonable use was like spreading beans here, which made people feel distressed——
Of course, even if others wanted to imitate her, they would not be able to imitate her. Anyone who dares to act like Yu Ruyi in the empty air sea would be killed by her within two or three rounds.
And how high can Yu Ruyi's hit rate be if she throws these dozen Qiguan balls? She has never calculated it herself and doesn't want to calculate it. If she can hit the opponent, she will make a profit. If she can't, there will be no loss. At least it can act as a distraction.
"This girl..." Wei Kui smacked his lips and touched the newly shaved stubble on his chin: "Is it possible to beat the opponent to exhaustion like this?"
"No...no..." This game is very important for Yu Ruyi, and it is also for He Nan, so there is no possibility that he will be absent, but at this time his face is obviously not very good-looking: "She doesn't want to use this
Tactics, but only this tactic can be used..."
He Nan's attainments in martial arts are not high. Even if he has three generations of masters around him, it is not as good as practicing with punches and kicks. But the reason why he can see through the battle situation is that he understands Xiao Yu very well...
What he said was right. While most people saw how badly Xiao Yu had beaten him with such unscrupulous tactics, He Nan saw Xiao Yu's inner thoughts...
Riding a tiger, it is difficult to get off, and you are in a dilemma.
Xiaoyu is not attacking, but defending.
When she and He Nan first met, her words about "not knowing martial arts" were not hypocritical. If her internal strength and true energy were perfect, then her fists and kicks were not even up to standard.
She is very aware of her own weakness, which is that her defense ability is very poor. If she is really attacked by Na Guai, she may be defeated within a few rounds, so she can only use this extravagant method... to cover it up.
Unfortunately, his opponent Na Guai also saw through this, and he was confident that he could win this victory as long as he hit the opponent with a real punch.
But you have to hit the opponent first.
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"Master..." Na Guai, who was picking up the rice with a spoon, was knocked out of his seat by a square brick from the side and behind. The half-mouthful of food in his mouth splashed out and splashed everywhere.
"If you fail, you will be punished to practice extra today." Before Nacai, who was lying on the ground, could get up completely, a voice sounded above his head. The voice sounded hoarse, like a baritone in his fifties.
His throat was burned by charcoal, but the owner of the voice was surprisingly young, looking no more than forty years old: "By the way, you still have to clean up this mess."
Na Gui really wanted to argue with his master, but he also understood that his reaction was indeed not fast enough, so he could only go and clean up the scene where he knocked over.
Yes, the response is not fast enough. This has always been Nachai's problem. It has been like this since he was adopted by Sanpan, and it is still like this after six years of formal training.
As the old boxing champion of New Siam, San Pan was not the only disciple of Na Chai, but Na Chai was the adopted son of San Pan, and he naturally put the most effort into it.
Having said that, how can he become an "old boxing champion" when he is only in his forties?
Because there is a saying that "boxing is afraid of the young." This is true in the martial arts of the Sheng Kingdom, where the older you get, the stronger your inner strength is, let alone the New Siam Kingdom, which does not advocate the practice of true energy. Just like many swordsmen in the Izumo Kingdom
, in the traditional concept of martial arts masters in New Siam, it is believed that physical training is the right way of martial arts. This pursuit of perfection not only brings tough fists and kicks, but also aggravates physical overload, which was used by young people.
There are many martial arts masters who have suffered lifelong injuries and injuries, and Sanpan is obviously no exception. When he was just forty years old, he lost to the young and strong new boxing champion, and he has been silent in the martial arts since then.
Go down.
Na Guai is a person who has witnessed Master's most glorious moments, so proving Master's strength again is his lifelong pursuit. With this mentality, Na Guai must undergo extremely difficult training every day. This kind of training intensity is even
I can't even compare to the slanderous talk in my youth.
However, hard training may only result in hardship and nothing more. The first person to hit him was his fellow disciple. Among the sparring within the sect, Nachai ranked second.
"Stop it...what you are doing now is useless." On the night of his defeat, Nachai spontaneously started a new round of additional training, but was stopped by someone yelling at him.
"Why..." Na Guai turned back to look at the master, but couldn't understand.
San Pan suddenly struck out with an elbow, and the wooden stake in front of him was instantly smashed into pieces: "Can you punch such a punch?"
As if out of anger, Na Guai also made the same elbow strike, but the effect achieved was no less than that of San Pan.
"Then you try this trick on me again." Sanpan walked up to Nacai without expression. Sanpan was not very tall either, only less than half taller than Nacai who was not yet fully developed.
Head to head, the distance between the two is so short that they can even feel each other's breath.
After Nacai got permission from his master, he took action, but after several consecutive attacks, they all fell into the air. San Peng's method of defeating Nacai was not very clever, but he managed to dodge this powerful attack completely.
"Do you know now?" Sanpan glanced at Na Guai, "In terms of body alone, you already belong to the top group, and your strength is also the strongest in the sect... But you have to understand that you can't hit.
The opponent's moves are useless moves."
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"A move that cannot hit the opponent, no matter how powerful it is, is a useless move." Guess I still remember this sentence.
Yu Ruyi doesn't care whether her moves hit or not, but she does care. Yu Ruyi's seemingly reckless and unrestrained attacks are actually thick and subtle, hiding murderous intent. It seems that every Qigong group is similar, but in fact she selectively adjusts it.
With the power of Qi Tuan, 90% of them appear to be dangerous but are actually ordinary, and only 10% of them are fatal.
Na Guai had obviously seen through this, so he had been avoiding the truth and attacking the fictitious, creating an illusion by withstanding those artillery fires with loud thunder and small raindrops. Hidden under the bloody trauma was the most critical counterattack.
The fists of San Panyi lineage, with knees hitting like hammers and elbows crossing like knives, are extremely ferocious, and Nachai is the most outstanding one among them. Nacai has already shown his performance against Su Chong from Changfeng Academy before.
With his amazing offensive and defensive skills, he could beat Su Chong until he vomited blood with just three punches and two elbows.
"If it can be solved with one move, don't use the second move."
This is also one of the essentials that Sanpan taught Nachai.
Xiaoyu's attack was urgent, but she also knew that there was actually no serious damage to Na Guai, and she could suppress it within a short while, so she kept boiling the frog in warm water, which was really...
There is no good way to break the situation.
The first one to change his moves was Na Guai. When Xiao Yu condensed more than a dozen Qing Blades and was ready to go out, Na Guai took the initiative to face him this time. He saw his arms covering his head and chest, and the sole of his left foot.
Twist three-thirds of the way outward, lift your right leg into the air, push the tips of your knees forward, exert force on your lower back, and move forward like a vajra pestle that subdues demons!
Yu Ruyi saw it clearly, and immediately used his energy to attack the opponent with all his blades. At this time, Nachai was in mid-air with nowhere to hide, and his vital legs were exposed. The door was wide open. If this move was true,
, that means the winner is determined.
The air blades flew past like locusts, but they all fell into the air. Guess this flying knee move was not an attack, but a deception of Xiao Yu's move. Instead, he rolled forward on the spot, pulling away in an instant.
It was much closer, and it was already within reach with just one more swoop.
Although Xiao Yu's breath was not exhausted, it still took time to condense the moves, and Na Guai was obviously not prepared to let Xiao Yu make the next round of attacks. Yun Tengwu Xingdi bullied him in front of Yu Ruyi, and held Xiao Yu's two hands forward.
Her shoulders and hammer-like knees had hit her heart!
"Haha..." Unexpectedly, at this juncture, Xiaoyu actually chuckled, then leaned back, turned half a circle in the air, and slapped his two slender palms on the ground at the same time...
In this war of attrition over distance, Xiaoyu almost never left the same place. It wasn't that he couldn't, but that he didn't want to.
There is a lot of things under her feet!
After laying out the arrangements at his feet, the Qi that had been accumulated for half a stick of incense was finally put to use, and the time came for it to explode.
"The crane... soars into the sky."
The huge energy of the immortal body condensed and transformed in this moment, and a lonely white crane rose from the ground.