Sun Bocheng's eyes were dazzled, and he hurriedly took back his move and looked around. Before he could see the situation clearly, he suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from his vest - it's over, he's been hit!
Masters like them, whose force value exceeds 100, rarely hit each other's weak points once they start fighting.
Generally speaking, everyone uses their skills to exploit each other. When the strength is equal, it is really difficult to hit the opponent seriously once.
Of course, once you hit the target, the victory is basically established. As long as you don't waste or make mistakes, you won't be counterattacked.
Chu Zhendong's temperament has always been very calm. After he succeeded in one attack, he immediately launched a stormy combo, giving Sun Bocheng no chance to breathe.
At the same time, Chu Zhendong also secretly reserved some strength to guard against the other party's sudden tricks.
Sun Bocheng almost couldn't breathe after receiving a slap on his vest. However, he was also a famous master of Shanxi Xingyi Sect, so of course he couldn't just let it go.
"Brush!" Sun Bocheng suddenly turned around and spun around like a big top. His arms moved in circles and sent out two extremely sharp energy. The first blow hit the ground, and the ground was immediately smashed.
Two deep ravines were cut!
Xingyi? Secret skill - Samsara Iron Wings!
This move is very powerful. Although Chu Zhendong has practiced Eagle Shape Boxing, he has never seen this move. He thinks it must be the secret of Shanxi Xingyi Sect.
"Death!" Sun Bocheng roared, and he rushed towards Chu Zhendong again, but this time it was not only the posture of a meat bomb tank, but also upgraded to a propeller!
Chu Zhendong sneered, and while the special effect of "Flying on Grass" was still there, a "Kite turned over" soared into the sky and retreated for more than ten meters. Then he waved his arm, lifted up a piece of sand, and used "Iron Feather".
Attack Sun Bocheng fiercely.
A wave of sand activated by Gang Qi flew out and hit Sun Bocheng. Although he would not be beaten to death, it was inevitable to break the skin and cause blood.
"Bo Cheng!" Sun Lihai stood up again - it seems that this master is always very uneasy and cares about his disciples. If there is even the slightest mistake, he will transform into the Roaring Emperor.
Sun Bocheng is also riding a tiger now, because the Samsara Iron Wing is a desperate move. Once launched, it cannot be stopped easily.
It's a pity that Chu Zhendong is now riding on the clouds with his feet, and his movement speed is off the charts. Sun Bocheng has no way to get close to him, let alone do anything to him.
"Senior Brother Sun, I'm sorry." Chu Zhendong suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth, and his figure once again drew a strange trajectory, dragging out a string of afterimages...
Most of the people present did not see clearly what happened, but suddenly their eyes blurred, and then Sun Bocheng, who was in the field, lost his legs and knelt on the ground, covering his chest with his hands, and three words were written on his face: I don't believe it.
!
Sun Lihai's fist suddenly clenched - he was different from others. Although Chu Zhendong's move was fast, it could not escape his eyes.
Hui Feng Yan Hui! It turned out to be Hui Feng Yan Hui!!
This move is a secret that is not taught in Yan Xingquan. Even Sun Lihai himself has not been able to learn it completely. This is not his fault, because his master, the old man sitting next to him, has never learned it completely.
How can you teach your disciples this skill?
Of course, the unique skills of the ancestors have been lost, and the younger generations have to find ways to make up for it. It is not that the old man has never made efforts in this area. Unfortunately, his talent is limited. No matter how he makes up for it, he will always be like a dog's tail...
In order not to teach his apprentice a bad lesson, the old man had no choice but to teach Sun Lihai the half-move to return to Feng Yanhui, and explained the origin of this move in detail.
Even so, Sun Lihai benefited a lot and used this move to win many times in actual combat. It can be said that it is one of the unique skills that can be used to control the bottom of the box when facing the enemy, and he will not show it to others easily.
But today, he actually saw this move on a junior, and... Moreover, the move used by the other person seemed to be more subtle and mysterious. Even if it was just a glimpse, it still had an unbearable charm!
When Sun Bocheng was a child, he heard Sun Lihai tell the story of Hui Feng Yan Hui, but he just listened to the story - that's all! As for his eyesight, he didn't have it, let alone teach it.
Just now, Chu Zhendong rushed over in one step, and his figure was everywhere. One moment he was clearly on the left, and the next moment he suddenly appeared on the right like a ghost. It was hard to guard against him!
It's no wonder that the secret of Hui Feng Yan Hui is originally the word "quick" and "odd". At the moment of launching the move, it attacks the enemy's vital points at the front, rear, left and right at the same time. No one can tell where the attack point will be.
No matter where, what you want is to make it impossible for the enemy to avoid it!
Even if your reaction is almost guessed, what's the use? One is ready to attack with all his strength, but the other is hastily attacking and resisting hastily. Needless to say, there are advantages and disadvantages to this situation.
Sun Bocheng suffered a big loss just now. His legs, knees, chest, abdomen and back were hit continuously. At this time, he could not even stand up, so naturally he could not continue the competition.
"Okay! Well done! Brother Dong is so powerful!" Zhao Xiaohu and Atong were cheering and cheering happily, which attracted scoldings and eye-rolls from the neighbors.
"Senior Brother Sun, I accept." Chu Zhendong stepped forward and helped Sun Bocheng up, with a smile on his face.
"Thank you for showing mercy..." Fatty Sun gasped heavily, his whole body weight hanging on Chu Zhendong's body, as soft as a noodle... Oh no, dough.
"Where is it..." Chu Zhendong was about to say a few polite words, but before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming from his ribs...
After two "bang" and "bang" sounds, Chu Zhendong and Sun Bocheng both fell to the ground. Chen Tairan, Zhao Xiaohu and others all changed their expressions and hurriedly went up to help them.
***, this rotten fat guy actually took the opportunity to act mean and do some dirty tricks!!
"Grass mud horse!" Zhao Xiaohu is an impatient man, how could he endure such a thing? He immediately stepped on Fatty Sun on the ground!
"Xiaohu!" Chen Tairan quickly raised his hand to block Zhao Xiaohu's flying kick, "Stand back, I will handle this matter."
"But Brother Tai..."
"Stop talking, let's help your brother Dong go down first." Chen Tairan interrupted Zhao Xiaohu with a wave of his hand.
"Yes..." Zhao Xiaohu nodded, looked at Fatty Sun on the ground, suddenly spat on his face, then helped Chu Zhendong up and left.
At this time, Zhao Yuantong's face in the room was also very ugly. He was holding the handle of the rattan chair with both hands, but hearing the slight crackling sound of the bamboo tube, it was obvious that the owner was in a very bad mood.
"Senior Brother Sun!" Zhao Yuantong suddenly spoke: "The martial arts competition between fellow disciples is just a competition, and it should be done to the point. Doesn't the behavior of this disciple of yours seem a little inappropriate?"
"What's wrong?" Sun Lihai sneered and replied: "A martial arts competition is not just about martial arts, but also about wisdom. No matter when traveling in ancient times or in today's mixed society, the most important thing is not fighting, but fighting.
