"Your Excellency, are you here to see me?" Wu Di looked at the middle-aged man and said in a deep voice.
The middle-aged man laughed loudly, then nodded and said: "Yes, it is a matter of loyalty to others. I came to you to compare skills. Now it seems that I have not found the wrong person, you are worthy of my action!"
"Then you talk so much nonsense. Seeing how ruthless you are, you are obviously not a kind person. I will hurt you and you will be able to vent your anger on the security guard. I am actually a very talkative person, but your behavior just now
It angered me, and I must seek some justice from you for him!"
Wu Di walked toward the square, but his voice reached everyone's ears clearly.
The middle-aged man's face suddenly became a little gloomy, then he grinned, and suddenly strode towards the square with Wu Di. There were some cracks on the ground, and his disdainful voice also came out at the same time.
"Young monk, you have such a strong tone. After all these years of traveling around, this is the first time that Du has seen such a young and energetic junior. What is the purpose of practicing martial arts? It is to prevent myself from being bullied, so I have to bully others!"
"Kindness and morality are all bullshit in my opinion. If you can win, you will be the boss. If you cannot win, you can only be the grandson. I have also been the boss, and the grandson has also done it, so what you are talking about is nothing.
It’s bullshit. If you beat me, everything is easy to talk about. But I think you are young. Don’t let me slap you in the face and beg for mercy..."
"Since you know that I practice Iron Sand Palm, and seeing that you, a bald monk, probably have some connection with Shaolin, then you shouldn't be like those gangsters who think Iron Sand Palm is a low-level martial art after practicing for several years.
?”
After saying this, the middle-aged man had completely stood on the square, and Wu Di, opposite him, had stood with his eyes closed. He did not refute or respond to the middle-aged man's words.
This naked silence made the middle-aged man's face twitch a few times, and Wu Di's eyes were still closed, which clearly contained elements of contempt and provocation.
"Little monk, don't blame my subordinates for being merciless. You brought all this on yourself!" the middle-aged man roared angrily, and then he struck Wu's enemy head-on with his big hand like a cattail leaf fan.
This palm is full of energy, and it also carries a smell of iron sand. Just looking at the posture of the middle-aged man's first palm, it feels like it is piercing gold and cracking stone. No one present doubts that this palm will hit the stone.
If you put it on, it will turn into powder directly.
As for Wu Di's head, of course, it's not a problem either. If it hits him with this palm, it will definitely kill him.
Experts will know the depth and shallowness as soon as they look at it!
Wu Di felt the strength, his ears couldn't help but twitch, and he suddenly had thoughts in his heart, and he also had an idea of the opponent's strength.
"Little monk, remember my name, lest you become disabled and still don't know who made you disabled. Remember, my name is Du Li, Iron Hand Du Li!"
Du Li laughed evilly, and struck Wu Di directly on top of his head with his powerful iron sand palm.
"Iron hand?"
Wu Di had a smile on his lips, and then his eyes suddenly opened, revealing a strange look. He looked at the giant red and black hands that were less than a few centimeters away from him, and raised his arms suddenly, "I really want to see who you are.
My hands are powerful, but my iron arm is stronger..."
Bang!
The iron sand palm directly hit Wu Di's arm, and everyone felt their hearts tremble. This little monk seemed to be like a mantis with his arm as a chariot. The opponent's iron sand palm was fierce and masculine, but the arm bone itself was very fragile. Wu Di's hand was indeed quite...
Unwise.
Even Du Li had a sneer on his face: "You are really looking for death. Let me beat your arm bones to pieces and make you a one-armed monk for once!"
But to everyone's surprise, Wu Di's arm didn't move at all, and the monk's clothes didn't break even a bit.
"Really? I'd rather turn your iron hand into a one-handed one!"
As soon as the hand sign was finished, Du Li's iron sand palm slapped Wu Di's arm with fierce force, and Wu Di's raised arm was also raised directly to the elbow, and the two forces burst out at the same time.
"Huh?" Surprise flashed across Du Li's eyes.
"You're surprised, aren't you? What's even more surprising is yet to come..."
tread!
Wu Di's left foot kicked hard on the ground, and his elbow hit Du Li's chest. His other hand, containing the powerful Luohan Fist from his whole body, moved violently.
A series of attacks forward and backward, hitting Du Li crosswise.
She salutes as quietly as a virgin, opens her fists and moves like a stray rabbit, moves as swiftly as an eagle, and attacks as swiftly as a tiger or a lion!
Wu Di stood still and punched so heartily for the first time. He closed his eyes and calmed down just now, all because of the fierce tiger coming out. This continuous attack suddenly changed from passive to active, and the situation was reversed...
…
"Good boy, Shaolin Iron Arm Kung Fu...but that's not right. Iron Arm Kung Fu requires more than ten years of hard work. Judging from your delicate skin and tender flesh, you are probably not more than twenty years old, but you can actually practice this iron arm."
It’s harder than the iron sand I practice on, how is this possible?”
Du Li exclaimed, but his steps quickly moved backwards. He crossed his hands and blocked Wu Di's elbow attack. He instantly ducked and avoided Wu Di's powerful Arhat Fist.
This ability to deal with things calmly makes him a real combat master.
As for his strength, the moment the Iron Sand Palm Jin came into contact with his arm, Wu Di already knew that the opponent had already twisted his whole body into one force, which was clearly the peak of his Ming Jin.
Wu Di was also surprised. This iron sand palm is a hard skill outside the sect. Just by practicing this palm technique, the highest achievement is what Du Li is now - the peak of Ming Jin.
But no one would do this, because it takes too much time and energy. And the most important thing is that by the end of the iron sand palm training, the hands are like iron sand, almost indistinguishable from steel bars.
You can imagine how miserable it would be for a person to have hands like iron.
And Du Li actually gave up his own hands in order to practice Iron Sand Palm to perfection. This tenacity and perseverance moved Wu Di once again.
Du Li is indeed worthy of the title of Iron Hand. His hands are a pair of Iron Hands!
But no matter how iron the iron hand is, it is still iron... Wu Di's arms are tied with tungsten steel bandages. This tungsten steel is many times harder than iron sand. So the iron sand palm, for Wu Di,
There is no difference from normal palm power. Unless you are hit in the head, this palm power is just to scratch an itch.
Therefore, Wu Di was somewhat heroic and said: "Since you believe in your palm power so much, I won't be polite."
Luohan Fist - a colorful hammer!
This is the most powerful killing move in Luohan Fist. It is a boxing technique in which the fist is used as a hammer and the arm bone is used as a wave to violently bombard the opponent.
So Wu Di directly hammered his arm towards Du Li's backhand, which was waiting for an opportunity.
Bang!
Of course Du Li would not flinch, his eyes were shining brightly, and he also patted the hammer arm coming from Wu enemy...
"hiss--"
Du Li took a breath of cold air and swayed. Before he could prepare again, Wu Di's colorful hammer struck in front of him again.
"Come again!"
Bang!
There was another confrontation between hammer arm and palm force, but Wu Di's strength was obviously stronger, more fierce, and more ruthless than before.
Tsk-
As soon as the two strong forces came into contact, Du Li couldn't help but step back with one foot. Wu Di's attack had obviously gained the upper hand.
"Come again! You're not strong enough!"
Wu Di shouted loudly, his eyes widened, and with all his strength, the colorful hammer struck down again.
"grass!"
Du Li gritted his teeth unwillingly: "MD, you really think you are very powerful, I will fight for you!"