"Master Ling, are you okay?" As soon as the man named Pu entered the martial arts hall, he saw the master of the martial arts hall, Master Ling, sitting weakly on a chair, while the disciples of the martial arts hall were falling to the ground with painful expressions on their faces.
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"Who are you?" Master Ling obviously didn't know the man named Pu, so he would have a strange look on his face when he saw the man named Pu.
"Yes, I forgot to introduce myself!" The man surnamed Pu took out the greeting note from his pocket which was actually a war note. However, given the current situation of Master Ling and all his disciples, this note could really only be used as a greeting note.
Here comes the greeting card. "My friend, Pu Wenxuan, is the coach of the newly opened Tornado Taekwondo Gym down the street. This time, I specially brought my greeting card to see you, Master Ling."
Master Ling took a look at the greeting card. He knew that the beautifully printed greeting card with a big golden "swastika" printed on it was actually a war card, but now he was seriously injured and could only
Like Park Wenxuan, you can use this post as a greeting post.
"Coach Park is so flattering to Ling that he actually came to visit in person, but it seems that my body is not suitable for meeting guests." Master Ling's words were very tactful, but Coach Park heard the meaning clearly, which means you can get out of here.
, Sure enough, Master Ling immediately added: "Coach Park, please come back!" Master Ling coughed twice and coughed up two large mouthfuls of blood.
"Master Ling, take care of yourself..." Coach Park suddenly discovered that Master Ling's face turned rosy after spitting out these two mouthfuls of blood, and his limbs no longer trembled. Could it be that he showed mercy to the person who seriously injured Master Ling?
"Master Ling, please don't be offended!" Coach Park was a little hesitant in speaking. He looked at Master Ling's miraculously improved body and was a little frightened: "Is it a boy in his twenties who hurt you?"
"How do you know?" Master Ling's face looked frightened. He has practiced martial arts all his life and asked himself that although he is not invincible, there are not many people in the world who can defeat him. But today, he was beaten by a boy who was less than twenty.
After beating himself and his disciples like this, he felt terrified in his heart.
Master Ling looked at the ceiling, his eyes became a little deep, and he recalled the situation just now in his mind.
"Okay, you forced me!" At that time, Qin Yifeng's face was stern, his eyes shot out with terrifying light, and then he punched Fang Tu with endless momentum.
When Fang Tu saw this punch, he suddenly felt his heart beating faster, and he immediately turned his attack into defense.
Fang Tu was just a layman who had learned some rudimentary fitness skills. He had no idea that Qin Yifeng's punch seemed ordinary, but it was punched according to a certain rhythm, which affected his heartbeat and pulse even more.
When his heartbeat was erratic and his breathing was not smooth, Fang Tu's defensive posture, which he had struggled to switch from offense to defense, suddenly collapsed, and then Qin Yifeng's fists went straight towards his heart and brain as if he were in an uninhabited land.
"Spare my life!" Fang Tu saw that the punch was about to hit him. As a human being, his survival instinct made him not only twist his body to try to avoid the punch, but also shouted involuntarily.
"It's too late!" Qin Yifeng punched Fang Tu's heart, and the second knuckle of his index finger slightly protruded, suppressing Fang Tu's heart pulse.
"Ah..." Fang Tu let out a long cry, and then fell to the ground with a bang. When Fang Tu fell to the ground, Qin Yifeng dodged and went to Su Xiaoling's side.
Although Su Xiaoling is his guest and should be respected, Su Xiaoling was the one who screamed the loudest and scolded her the most when she was attacked by Fang Tu just now, so Qin Yifeng did not intend to let her go just like that.
"What do you want to do?" Su Xiaoling was very panicked when she saw Qin Yifeng suddenly appeared.
Qin Yifeng smiled softly, and his smile was a bit cold: "Don't worry, you are a woman and I won't hit you hard." After saying that, Qin Yifeng waved his knife and struck Su Xiaoling on the shoulder, knocking Su Xiaoling unconscious.
As soon as Su Xiaoling fainted, Qin Yifeng immediately looked at the martial arts disciples who were still in a daze, "Who else wants to fight?"
A group of martial arts disciples usually think that they are peerless masters, but who would have thought that Fang Tu, the most expert among them, could actually defeat the opponent with one punch. Although Fang Tu is unconscious now, his face still shows pain from time to time.
With a look on his face, they realized that this seemingly ordinary flower delivery man was not really so easy to mess with.
"Who hurt my disciple!" At this moment, a tall and strong middle-aged man wearing Tang Dynasty clothes, with a Chinese character face and a tall and strong build walked out of the inner room of the martial arts hall.
Qin Yifeng took a look at the middle-aged man's footwork and saw that he was walking like a dragon and a tiger, letting Qin Yifeng know that he was a master who had practiced real Nanquan, and was not comparable to the disciples in front of him who regarded fitness techniques as boxing techniques.
"Is it you?" The middle-aged man looked at Qin Yifeng: "What on earth did they offend you to make you act so cruelly?"
"You talk a lot of nonsense. Either let me go, or I'll knock you down and leave on my own. Why are you talking so much?" Qin Yifeng was very annoyed. At the same time, he was also reflecting on himself. How could he be such a troublemaker?
, There is no reason. A man who is outstanding like me should be liked by many people. Why does someone want to hit me every time? Is it jealousy? Yes, I must be so handsome that even the sky is jealous of me!
"Okay, that's crazy!" The man sneered, and then pressed towards Qin Yifeng like a lion attacking a rabbit.
"Yifeng, you have to remember that the most ordinary martial arts in the world are often the best martial arts. If you encounter Nanquan in the future, don't underestimate it." At this time, Qin Yifeng thought of the person who taught him the skills on the mountain.
The three masters also said this to themselves, so they did not dare to underestimate this man who was good at Nanquan.
"Meet..." A gust of wind rang out. It must be said that the man's punch was as fierce as the Hong Fist in the Southern Fist. Qin Yifeng, who had not activated his true energy, had to retreat three feet.
The distance of three feet is exactly the distance that Hong Quan cannot hit. Hong Quan is a short-fighting boxing method. The boxing style is famous for its power and simplicity. With the unique sliding method of Hong Quan, it can be within three feet.
Become the world of Hongquan.
Qin Yifeng had long known the strengths of Hong Fist, so he deliberately avoided the effective attack range of Hong Fist and retreated three feet away.
"That's all!" Seeing Qin Yifeng being knocked back with one punch, the man couldn't help but snorted coldly, with even more contempt in his eyes.
"You..." Seeing the man's contempt, Qin Yifeng's heart became angry, and he suddenly imitated Hong Quan's footwork and slid forward, sliding into the three corners of the man's side.
When the man saw Qin Yifeng approaching, he was happy for a moment. He stuck Qin Yifeng's arm with his left hand, and then suddenly pulled Qin Yifeng towards him. At the same time, he suddenly punched with his right fist. It was obvious that this move was the Hong Fist's arrow punch.
Pulling arrows and hammering is the only move in the fierce boxing style of Hong Quan that relies on force to strike. Only by combining Hong Quan's unique luck method can the strongest combat power of this style be exerted. But obviously, the man's pulling move
Although the two blows of Zhan Chui and Chui are similar to each other, they have not learned the luck method of Hong Quan, making this powerful move a big hit.
Qin Yifeng saw the flaw in the man's move, and without saying anything, he sank a burst of true energy into his dantian, then jumped up for a few minutes, tightening his limbs and collapsing, exposing his dantian to the man's fist.
With a "boom", the man's fist hit Qin Yifeng's dantian, but when the punch hit hard, he did not see the effect he expected. Instead, he felt a strong suction force.
It emits from the opponent's Dantian and absorbs all the power of his own punch.
Qin Yifeng felt that the man's strength had been sucked away. Although this strength was only physical strength and not internal strength, after being converted by Dantian, a powerful force was formed from his mouth: "Roar..."
Qin Yifeng suddenly released his limbs and roared wildly at the man. As he screamed, a powerful force came out of his mouth and pushed the man three feet away.
The man stepped back several steps, but finally found that he could not withstand Qin Yifeng's strange attack and suddenly fell to the ground.
"Master Ling..." A group of disciples and masters were repulsed and immediately rushed towards Qin Yifeng. Qin Yifeng did not say anything. After a few ups and downs, he knocked down these martial arts disciples who had only learned rudimentary bodybuilding boxing.
"Who are you?" Master Ling looked at Qin Yifeng, "What you just used was not an ordinary boxing technique, but an internal energy that can only be found in legends."
"I'm just an ordinary flower delivery person, but your disciple thinks I'm dating his girlfriend and wants to beat me. What do you want me to do?" Qin Yifeng simply explained the reason for this incident, while feeling puzzled.
,How come the Southern Boxing, which the three masters admire so much, is so fragile?
In fact, Qin Yifeng doesn't know that the real Nanquan is a very terrifying boxing technique. Master Ling's Hongquan can't harm Qin Yifeng. It can't be said that Master Ling himself is not good. It can only be said that Master Ling has no chance. His student Hongquan has been lost for a long time.
The luck is expressed in the inner thoughts.
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