Following Xue Huaiyong’s reminder, Jia Qiang returned his attention to Cao Zhan and Zhao Daizong on the court.
The two were facing each other, only a few meters apart. One was tall and burly, as strong as a bear, while the other was short and skinny, as if he would fall over in the wind. There was really a strong sense of contrast and contrast.
However, no one will underestimate Zhao Daizong. Being chosen by an innate powerhouse like Lou Guanlan is an ability in itself. What's more, he also carries the fate of more than a thousand members of the Iron Hand Society, which is even more rare. p>
Cracking, a series of firecracker-like sounds suddenly sounded in the silent air. Cao Zhan's squinted eyes suddenly burst into light, and he took the lead in taking action.
At the same time as he stepped forward, he stretched his muscles and bones, and his arms suddenly stretched out for more than a few inches, like a pair of tiger claws, and grabbed the thin and short Zhao Daizong, with a red aura faintly emerging between his palms.
Because the force was too strong and too fast, the air seemed to be overturned, making a whining sound, and merged into a fierce airflow. It can be seen that the force of his attack was heavy and heavy. Let alone a flesh and blood body, it was just a stone. Facing it
If you catch me, you may not be able to escape the fate of being broken into pieces.
Before Zhao Daizong went into battle, he had received guidance from Lou Guanlan. He was well aware of his own strengths and weaknesses, and knew how to use his strengths and avoid weaknesses. The moment Cao Zhan made his move, he jumped up, his back bent, his heels raised, and only his toes landed on the ground.
When he jumped, he was as nimble and nimble as a mountain ape, retreating easily and avoiding Cao Zhan's grasp.
With his backhand, he made a finger with one hand, like a sword or a needle, and stabbed towards the elbow where Cao Zhan struck. The strength was concise, the technique was accurate and ruthless, and the movements were coherent, skillful, and quite mellow.
The martial arts he practices are somewhat complicated, but the basic method is a Taoist martial arts, with the continuous strength of turtles and snakes.
This skill is taken from the breath breathing of the turtle and the breath shooting of the python. It is created by Taoist sages who realized the essence of the two. The inner breath that has been cultivated has the characteristics of purity, flexibility, and vitality. Even if the martial arts talent is not strong, after years of practice,
It can also be used to prolong life, so health care is more important than fighting and killing.
Therefore, Zhao Daizong did not have enough internal strength to kill, so he could only work hard on external recruitment.
He studied under a master and had the opportunity to practice thirteen martial arts. This finger is actually a qi-energy condensation method of green pine needles, which specializes in breaking the inner qi. He also has certain restraint in horizontal training methods. Although Zhao Daizong wanted to avoid the edge first and wait for an opportunity to counterattack, blind defense would not work. Anyone who studies martial arts will understand that if you defend for a long time, you will lose.
Moreover, martial arts battles are also related to personal status. If you increase your opponent's momentum, you are likely to fall into a passive or even desperate situation. Therefore, while avoiding a move, counterattacking with a backhand can be considered a test.
Cao Zhan's face was calm, he didn't care, and he didn't dodge.
The condensed green pine needles shot hard to the back of the elbow, as if hitting the extremely tough cow slope, making a weak whirring sound, and then there was no more movement.
This is the advantage brought by his successful cultivation, tempering of blood and skin, and greatly increased defense ability.
The Great Sage Splitting Heaven Technique he practiced is a unique skill for heaven and man. The Great Sage Technique in the first volume is a horizontal training method. It cultivates the body, tempers the skin, flesh, bones, organs, and can even reach the ends of the hair, training the hair on the body to be as immortal as a diamond.
If it is not broken, it will eventually become the true form of the great ape saint, possessing immeasurable magical powers.
Although Cao Zhan has not even achieved Xiaocheng, he still has extremely terrifying defensive capabilities.
Stepping forward again, Qi and blood surged throughout his body. Within his body, there was an endless sound like a river lapping the shore. His palms also grew stronger. He shook his hands into a fist and smashed them in the direction of Zhao Daizong's retreat.
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The fists were like meteors falling from the sky. They started to move at first, but they used the Tongbei Fist contained in the Great Sage's Sky-Splitting Technique.
Zhao Daizong still used his extremely dexterous body and footwork to dodge. His eyes moved around with great seriousness, observing and looking for Cao Zhan's weaknesses.
Defensively, he is like a tortoise, with its head tucked into its shell. No matter how crazy the opponent attacks, they can't do anything to hurt him. At the same time, he is like a poisonous snake hiding in ambush, waiting for a fatal blow. p>
In a short period of time, the two of them chased each other and fled, running around seven or eight times on this huge blank concrete floor.
However, the real fight only involves three or five moves. Most of the time, it's like hiding and hiding rather than fighting.
At this time, neither of them had any injuries. It seems that if allowed, this situation will continue.
"Bah, you're a thing without eggs. You just know how to run. If you have the ability to fight with real swords and guns!"
"That's right, how can you escape just by practicing martial arts? You are a coward, what a disgrace to a martial artist"
On the Meng family's side, some warriors couldn't hold it in any longer and began to reprimand and boo.
Firstly, they were also worried that Cao Zhan's internal strength would be exhausted and that others would take advantage of him. Secondly, this kind of one-on-one martial arts competition was really not very entertaining.
Someone from the Iron Hand Club suddenly quit, with a red face and thick neck, and angrily said, not to be outdone,
"Isn't there no Qing Gong and body skills in martial arts? I am clumsy and can't catch anyone, so how can I blame others for running too fast?"
"It's just a bunch of stupid old men who don't know that Zhao Daizong is best at protracted battles. When that guy's internal strength is almost exhausted, Zhao Daizong will give him a severe lesson!"...
The mutual accusations and insults between the two sides aroused anger for a while, and the originally quiet field became noisy. However, it did not affect the fight between the two people in the field at all.
Outside the court, the people watching in Han Pu Tower watched silently and did not express any opinions.
Jia Qiang was a little worried and sent a message to Xue Huaiyong,
"Brother Xue, the situation doesn't seem to be good. The other party's body technique is too flexible and his Qi pulse is long. Will Cao Zhan capsize?"
Xue Huaiyong's face was also very solemn, but as he looked, he gradually discovered some clues and smiled and said,
"No, Cao Zhan is not simple. You only see him attacking fiercely, like a gust of wind and rain, which seems to be unsustainable, but you ignore that he has gradually mastered the opponent's footwork skills and body movements. It is very obvious.
, the circle the two of them circled has become smaller and smaller."
Jia Qiang looked again, and sure enough, if the circle where the two men were chasing and escaping before was about ten square meters, now it was only six square meters, which was an exaggerated reduction.
This is not because the other party did this deliberately, but because he was forced by Cao Zhan little by little.
He is also an innate master, and he understands at a glance. He immediately understood that Cao Zhan was working step by step to force the opponent to this level.
"Okay, I didn't expect that this kid Cao Zhan is so sophisticated in martial arts. He almost deceived me. I really don't know where his grandfather learned this powerful magic skill."
Xue Huaiyong shook his head. This is not about exquisite martial arts. It is clearly a competition of personal abilities.
Cao Zhan followed the right path, while the other party followed the strange path.
Between good and strange, there is actually no difference, it all depends on the methods of each.
Obviously, Cao Zhan is better than the person opposite him in every aspect.