I want to take a bath because I want to fight between the two of us. I want to have a chariot fight." Sun Dewei suddenly became calm, his tiger eyes sparkling.
"A man fighting two? You really think highly of yourself! Old man Sun, you haven't dared to go to the Xingyi Sect because of a woman. You're like a dog at your age! Fighting with someone like you
It’s boring once, I’ll forget it the second time.” Ding Sanju sneered. This old man, who looks to be in his seventies, has extremely dark and vicious words, and an extremely twisted personality. Not to mention, he also exudes
A strong sense of murderous rage.
Zhang Wufeng has been staring at this person with a calm expression. You can tell from his expression that this person must be very vicious and cruel, and if he gets in his way, he will never show mercy and give the enemy a chance.
Sun Dewei's face was slightly pale. After a comparison of momentum, Sun Dewei's momentum was suppressed by a few words from the other party.
"If you don't have the guts, then there's no need to compete and get out of here! Ding Sancub, to be honest, you're nothing more than that. You have nothing to show off except your three cubits. You have nothing to show off!" Sun Dewei's face gradually calmed down.
He stared at Ding Sanju, without giving in at all.
"Hahaha, it's okay. Anyway, the matter of Baji Sect and Xingyi Sect has not happened for a day or two. It just happens to be settled together, so let's take action on you old guy first!" Ding Sanzu smiled arrogantly, his tone was arrogant.
Ashamed
Generally, domineering people also have a three-harmony process. First, they are ignorant and domineering. Secondly, they are arrogant and restrained with some ability. Thirdly, they are powerful and domineering. And this Ding Sanju is the third one.
"Grandpa Sun, let me do it!" Zhang Wufeng suddenly took a step and stood in front of Sun Dewei.
Sun Dewei didn't say anything, he just took Zhang Wufeng's arm, pulled him behind him with a slight force, and turned his head. His eyes showed a hint of relief and a hint of warning.
Those eyes that changed from cold and stern to kind reflected a feeling of "seeing him three cubits clearly."
Zhang Wufeng suddenly understood this look.
Sun Dewei knew he was outmatched, but he still stepped forward in order to test the "three elbows" of Ding Three Elbows and let him be careful.
This feeling surged in his heart, making people feel complicated. Zhang Wufeng's heart was heavy, and he suddenly felt that the ceremony of apprenticeship to Sun Dewei as a martial artist was so worth it. Perhaps, the affection carried by a silent look was too heavy.
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Zhang Wufeng's heart was burning with passion, and he suddenly had an inexplicable desire for martial arts and strength. If he was strong enough, these people would definitely be paper tigers that could be shattered with one punch.
But these people are not fools. Others know that he is powerful and they don't even fight him head-on. Therefore, this is impossible.
He bounces well, and even if others can't hit him, he can't hurt others.
He reacts well, but those top warriors focus on one thing, their own reaction. After decades of training, their speed, agility, and reaction are integrated into their bones, but he is unable to resist.
At this time, Zhang Wufeng was even more determined about the real martial arts. He must lay a solid foundation and learn it well.
He believes that with his gradually growing understanding and IQ, growing up in this area will definitely be much more powerful than taking over other people's abilities!
Even though he had killed Gu Ze with a fatal critical strike before, now, he still had the hidden weapon ability of the killer beetle and the ability to move his waist.
"I want to fight. Very good. As a member of the second generation, Old Man Sun, please invite me!" Ding Sanju sneered and gave the greeting that a warrior would give before taking action.
Sun Dewei and Ding Sanzu stood face to face. The person behind Ding Sanzu silently stepped back seven or eight steps, which was obviously a sign of respect for the competition between the two.
Even though Ding Sanju said he didn't mean to show respect, once he was ready to take action and respect his opponent, all warriors would do it.
Zhang Wufeng pulled Suru and took a few steps back.
The time he spent growing up was too short. From the time he left home for Wuhan to the present, it took less than a month. Before that, he was an incompetent otaku who knew nothing!
This time facing Ding Sanju, Zhang Wufeng knew with the uneasy beat between his brows that if he really fought, he would definitely suffer.
Sun Dewei himself had an old grudge with this person. He stepped forward to try his move. Zhang Wufeng really couldn't stop him.
Zhang Wufeng also knew Sun Dewei's temper. It was similar to his temper. He rarely regretted the things he decided.
Sun Dewei changed his usual slow fighting style, and immediately rushed out with a single step. His shot was a progressive punch, as fast as lightning.
The old man paused, turned aside, raised his knees, and swayed, knocking away Sun Dewei's progressive punch with his knees. At the same time, his knees sank, and his legs suddenly rushed forward, kicking Sun Dewei in the crotch.
This first move was so vicious, especially the natural movement of flowing water and moving clouds. It was so natural that even though this move was vicious and cruel, Zhang Wufeng and Sun Dewei couldn't help but secretly shout "Okay" at the same time.
Simply speaking from a warrior's point of view, the change of moves, body flexibility, etc., this move is already very wonderful and powerful.
Sun Dewei's body suddenly retreated, and when he exerted his strength, he used his slowness to strike fast, but he actually retreated and collapsed his fist.
At this time, Na Ding Sanxiaofu's second kick was in the air, his body deflected and he leaned over. He also used Baji punch to hit Sun Dewei's wrist from the side.
Sun Dewei sank his fist slightly and raised it upward. While parrying the punch, Zhang Wufeng's eyes flickered and he immediately felt two afterimages attacking Sun Dewei. At this moment, Ding San's elbow changed into a fist.
, raised his elbow, and at the same time the kneecaps of his legs exploded, hitting Sun Dewei's chest and lower abdomen at the same time.
Sun Dewei took three steps back in a hurry, but was still hit by Ding San's elbow, who was following closely. He staggered back several steps before he could stand still. Blood spurted out uncontrollably from his mouth.
At this time, Ding San's body suddenly flew up, like a cheetah, rushing towards Sun Dewei. His fist was clenched tightly, changing direction in the air, and his elbow was exposed. This time, he was going to hit Sun Dewei's temple hard.
superior.
Zhang Wufeng was furious when he saw it, and he immediately flew up. All the strength in his body burst out, and he stabbed his legs in succession towards Ding Sanyi.
No matter what kind of fight he was having at this moment, the other party was so shameless and ruthless that he didn't care about the morality of the world and just launched a sharp attack.
His sudden attack was very sudden and extremely fast, and the flying kick contained more than 90% of his own strength.
The huge strength of the ant was completely highlighted in this guillotine. Na Ding's three elbows could not change the direction in time, and this elbow was about to hit Sun Dewei's temple, but suddenly the hair on his body stood up, so he did not even think about a violent back elbow.
He hit it hard.
"boom!"
Ding San's right elbow hit Zhang Wufeng's foot hard, and the power of Zhang Wufeng's foot exploded instantly.
The crystal power and the opponent's internal energy collided hard like a flood.
"puff"
His body paused slightly, Zhang Fefeng kicked the opponent's elbow away and continued to move forward. His toes touched Ding Sanju's chest, but Ding Sanju had already rolled back three or four meters with the help of the force.
He staggered to his feet, one of his hands had been shattered by Zhang Wufeng's leg poke, and two ribs on his chest were directly kicked off. There was blood on the corner of his mouth.
After being hit by the opponent and the opponent's internal force, Zhang Wufeng's kick felt as if it had been stabbed on a steel plate. The bones of his right foot began to tremble.
He twisted his body, took two steps back and stood still. Zhang Wufeng stared at Ding Sanju with his eyes like a ferocious wolf.
Sun Dewei had already reacted at this time. Beside him, he remained silent and did not speak.
"Ahem, you are indeed an expert. The force of this kick is the heaviest I have ever seen. The two barbarians who poked at the door are not as strong as you." Ding San's elbow was suddenly attacked by Zhang Wufeng, and he kicked
He kicked a hand off, but suddenly he didn't care, but the expression on his face was not as domineering as before, but much more solemn.
This was the first time in a head-to-head encounter that Zhang Wufeng didn't really get any advantage. Even though Zhou Zheng didn't use the force of this kick, the opponent still felt like he was throwing a lot of weight, but in fact, nearly 50% of the force was used on the opponent.
on the arm.
In this way, the opponent's arm was not kicked away, but it was broken and the hand bones were shattered. This really made Zhang Wufeng a little disappointed.
"Grandpa Sun, you take a rest first, I'll do it!" Zhang Wufeng took two steps forward and tore off his somewhat restrictive white shirt, revealing his iron-like muscles.
These hard, iron-like muscle knots made the eight men and women with somewhat solemn expressions in the distance suddenly become even more solemn.
"Young people, with their brute strength, don't know how high the sky is!"
Ding San rubbed his unresponsive right arm with his elbow, without any expression on his face. It was as if the arm was not his.
Zhang Wufeng didn't even look at him. He burst out with strength under his feet and charged forward with a progressive punch.
Ding San's elbow sank, like a horse stance, and he took out Zhang Wufeng's fist like lightning. Zhang Wufeng retracted his fist, pressed down with the strength of his arm, and swept out his right foot.
Ding Sante straightened his feet, then twisted his waist and kicked out with the same sweep, and the two of them were in a head-to-head confrontation again.
Zhang Wufeng's body did not move at all, but Ding Sanju took a few steps back. It was obvious that he suffered another loss in terms of strength.
But what happened? The old man didn't seem to know how to use his strengths and avoid weaknesses. With a bounce of his body, he actually hit Zhang Wufeng's head with his knee.
He came down so fast and swiftly that he couldn't figure out the way out. Zhang Wufeng turned his head and stepped back to avoid it. However, he didn't want to retreat. The opponent was like a flash flood. He pulled his knees and smashed his left elbow directly into the opponent.
Touching his crotch, this move became strange, urgent, and extremely fast.
Zhang Wufeng's face changed drastically, and while his legs suddenly exerted force to clamp the opponent's elbow, the crystal power that had not been used turned into two spikes, which suddenly stabbed the opponent's eyes.
Thanks to the handsome guy Jie for "Army Broken Erosion. Generous reward. Thank you to the handsome guy."
Today’s update is about 46 chapters, I will try my best to update as many as possible.