Under the sun, in the backyard martial arts training ground.
Li Chengyi, wearing a tight-fitting black training suit, stood quietly facing the Prison Dragon opposite.
The practice clothes are customized and have a structure similar to the fine scales of a certain fish, which can reduce friction, breathable, absorb sweat and dissipate heat.
It should be as close to the body as possible so that when practicing fighting skills, it will not be interfered by sleeves and trouser legs.
After all, the main body of the Longxu Sect is assassination, which focuses on a one-hit kill burst.
Therefore, it is necessary to reduce any interference during the outbreak as much as possible.
At this time, Li Chengyi stood two meters in front of the prison dragon and assumed the standard starting position in the dragon whisker fighting technique.
The starting position is very simple, just bend down, hold your hands empty, and raise them in front and back to protect your face.
It looked like a beast that could pounce forward at any time.
Prison Dragon usually sparres with Li Chengyi.
But this time.
He felt something was wrong.
Something is very wrong.
Just standing two meters away, he felt an inexplicable dangerous aura that was constantly eroding his nerves.
Looking at the meticulous Li Chengyi opposite.
He felt that the student had disappeared for a while, and it seemed that his body had grown taller. His muscle lines seemed to be more symmetrical, and there was no longer any tendency to swell and expand.
Become more streamlined, strong and well-proportioned.
only
But why do you feel that your temperament has changed a bit?
Prison Dragon stared at Li Chengyi closely, feeling goosebumps constantly appearing on the skin of his face and arms.
It's like facing an open refrigerator.
"You're not allowed to use Rou Qi. You're just swapping moves to give a demonstration to the newbie Xiao Jing. Is that okay?"
With doubts in his mind, Prison Dragon suppressed his thoughts for the time being and looked at Li Chengyi.
"No problem. Teacher, feel free to take action." Li Chengyi replied.
"Then. Be careful."
The Prison Dragon paused in its steps, and all its strength suddenly poured into its right arm from bottom to top.
Bang!
He stepped forward, and like an arrow from the string, he struck out with his palm and hit Li Chengyi's arm head-on.
He thought he was already very fast, but...
Swish.
Li Chengyi turned sideways slightly, narrowly avoiding the palm.
The two of them seemed to have practiced it countless times, and they were extremely precise.
"!??"
The prison dragon was stunned, but his hands kept chopping his palms in a series, bursting out soft energy continuously.
He said it was not allowed to use Rouqi, but he only meant that Li Chengyi was not allowed to use it.
But he can.
Otherwise, the two of them wouldn't be able to fight at all.
After all, he is an old man. He is getting older. Without explosive fighting, his strength and speed cannot keep up.
But now.
Swish, swish, swish!
Three times in a row, Li Chengyi avoided the chopping palm with the slightest precision.
For a while, the two of them moved back and forth on the field without exchanging a single move.
Zhuang Yijing on the side watched intently, thinking that this was part of a deliberate demonstration for her.
She was also wearing a black tight-fitting training suit, which also completely outlined her hot figure.
However, in order to cover up the embarrassment caused by being too tight, she also put on black soft protective sheets on her chest and lower body, which were similar in shape to a tube top and shorts, as a cover-up.
"Teacher is so awesome! Strong! I beat Brother Cheng so hard that he couldn't even fight back!" She said loudly, not knowing whether she was trying to get angry or something else.
At this time, the prison dragon in the scene was unable to express its suffering.
He broke out many times and his physical strength declined rapidly, but two weeks ago, he could still force Li Chengyi to panic.
But now.
What the hell is it that can’t be touched!!?
Whoosh!
The last palm failed.
He took two steps back, calmed his breathing, and acted like a master.
"Okay, the test just now was in good condition. Next, let's give Xiao Jing a hard fight to show the power of our Dragon Beard Sect."
"Okay, teacher." Li Chengyi nodded calmly, as if the violent dodge just now was simply fake.
This terrifying physical reserve made the prison dragon's eyes twitch.
The two returned to the previous distance again and resumed their confrontation.
Waited for a full minute.
The prison dragon pretended to be posing and gathering momentum, but it was actually taking the opportunity to rest.
"Be careful!"
This time, in order to regain his old face, he decided to use a new trick that had not yet been taught to Li Chengyi.
As a traditional fighting school, Ryuuxusmen cannot kill Zhuxing Longying with only one move.
As one of the assassination fighting schools, Zhuxing Longying simply uses a burst of soft energy and the use of hidden weapons.
Therefore, within the genre, there are also real close-range kills.
The Prison Dragon slowly inhaled, mobilized its soft energy, and gathered strength from its whole body toward its right arm.
But this time it was not a simple outburst, but he used a special technique to precipitate and accumulate some of it.
Then, the soft energy condenses for the second time.
Power like ocean waves gathered on his right arm again.
"Prepare!"
The prison dragon roared.
"Don't resist this move!"
Bang!!
In an instant, his feet stepped on the ground and a circle of dust exploded.
Make a fist with your right hand, and it seems as if the entire arm muscles have swelled and become larger.
call!!
The violent wind brought a scream.
Prison Dragon punched straight and hit Li Chengyi with all his strength.
The power of this punch is still the prison dragon's limit of three tons.
But the difference lies in the area.
Soft Qi explosion area!
Under the same force, the smaller the area, the greater the pressure!
Bang!!!
The two faced each other head-on.
Fist to fist.
Li Chengyi immediately felt something was wrong.
This time the power was the same as before, but it felt like a sharp knife piercing his fist instantly, easily defeating his explosive power.
puff.
He took a step back and raised his hand, seeing that the surface of his fist was already a little red.
"What a powerful move!" He exclaimed in a deep voice. "Teacher, what is this move called? I've never seen it before."
"Long Sha." Prison Dragon took back his hand and looked at Li Chengyi, whose fists were just a little red, and his eyelids twitched even more.
"Dragon Evil Fist! This is the second killer move in our sect. It can accumulate soft energy in a short period of time, and it can be superimposed twice and explode together. But compared with Zhuxing Longying, the difference is that Dragon Evil Fist requires time to accumulate power.
Therefore, it is suitable to prepare in advance, then get close to the target and kill it with one strike." He explained in a deep voice.
"This move is very strong." Li Chengyi could clearly feel his body changing in the past few days since he activated the Inferior Shadow Dragon Bloodline Flower Language three days ago.
It is lighter when moving, the shooting speed is faster, and the skin seems to be tougher, as if there is an extra layer of transparent cuticle.
If you scratch it with an ordinary knife, you won't feel anything with even a little force.
When Li Chengyi tried it, he compared the strength. His current skin was similar to the hardwood door at home, and there would be no trace when scratched with a normal strength knife.
Only with enough force to scratch the hardwood door could he get a little red mark on the back of his hand.
The inferior shadow dragon bloodline seems to be further strengthening his body in all aspects.
But the weird thing is that his body shape hasn't changed much.
"Next step, when you reach the realm of strength, you can learn this move." Prison Dragon continued at this time, while quietly retracting the red and swollen right fist into his sleeve.
"I understand." Li Chengyi nodded.
"Teacher, you are so strong, can you tell us what we martial arts practitioners should do when faced with gunmen?" Zhuang Yijing approached and asked expectantly.
"It's very simple. It depends on the distance you can cover in an instant burst." Prison Dragon smiled, "After mastering Rou Qi, just like Xiao Yi, combined with your basic strength, facing people who don't take strengthening injections, you can defeat them in less than a second.
It can cross three meters."
"So, within three meters, if the opponent has not received special training or received strengthening injections, you win."
"Three meters away. You'd better pray that the opponent's marksmanship is not good."
The prison dragon explained carefully.
It can be seen that he is still very happy about Zhuang Yijing's arrival.
It's not because of beauty. After all, his own daughter is not bad either. He was in a high position before and has seen too much beauty.
Mainly because Zhuang Yijing’s qualifications are really good!
I passed the station board training in one week and passed the Wanlong Formation in the second week.
She looks like a delicate and beautiful girl, but in fact her strong willpower and high resilience are comparable to those of Li Chengyi.
"What if it's you and Brother Cheng?" Zhuang Yijing was a little disappointed, but continued to ask.
"Me?" Prison Dragon showed a slightly arrogant look, "When I was young, whoever came within ten meters would die. Now, seven or eight meters is fine. But the premise is that the opponent is not a top gunner, a top enhancer, or a reformer
people.
After all, it is unrealistic to deal with those monsters with bare hands. Wearing equipment is fine."
"What about Brother Cheng?" She had seen with her own eyes the fight between Li Chengyi and his sister.
Knowing how powerful Li Chengyi is, I am even more curious about him.
"I don't know. I haven't tried it." Li Chengyi shook his head.
He killed too many dead soldiers in Utopia, and he really didn't pay attention to firearms and other things.
After all, several of the omnics who controlled the flying instrument had been killed, and ordinary firearms could not even break the skin of his flower-lined clothes. Who would care about the clods of sand accidentally stepped on by the roadside?
"Okay, okay, don't do anything, just practice the basic skills! You have already felt the soft energy through the Ten Thousand Dragons Formation. The next step is to practice. Practice it desperately! Make its activation into instinct!"
The prison dragon urged.
"I understand, teacher!" Zhuang Yijing nodded seriously.
"It's good to know. By the way, Xiaoyi, my daughter will be back in a while. She has a bad temper. If you are offended by her," Prison Dragon reminded.
"I know, I will make more concessions to her." Li Chengyi nodded.
"Why? Hit me! Beat me hard!! Let her know that our fighting skills are no worse than anyone else's! That little brat wanted to have a relationship, but I didn't let him. Now he has a grudge against me." Prison Dragon
He said with an unhappy expression.
"As long as you don't get beaten to death, everything else will be fine!" He patted Li Chengyi hard on the shoulder.
"You are a genius, it's up to you."
"Don't worry, teacher." Li Chengyi nodded.
A trace of relief flashed in the prison dragon's eyes.
He actually recommended Li Chengyi to his eldest apprentice in private, and wanted to arrange for him to develop in the military based on his talent.
But I passed all other inspections except this one.
That's the dead spot.
Li Chengyi is a dead man, so he cannot join the army. No matter how strong or talented he is, it is useless. A dead man has no future and will die in a few years.
The country has worked hard and tried, but without exception, they have failed.
Next, Prison Dragon gave guidance and corrected some of Li Chengyi's mistakes in the power of his moves.
The course of the day went by as time went by, and finally ended in the evening.
After dinner, Li Chengyi took his things and was about to leave with Zhuang Yijing.
The two of them left the villa, walked along the internal roads of the community, and headed towards the exit of the community.
Didn't go far.
"Are you the disciples of that guy from Prison Dragon?"
Suddenly, a deep, cold male voice floated from the front of the road.
Li Chengyi raised his eyes and looked up.
Standing on the sidewalk in front was a burly, strong old man at least two meters tall.
His chin beard reaches down to his heart, and he is dressed in gray and black slim-fitting training clothes, highlighting his strong and well-proportioned muscle lines.
"He is a student, not even an apprentice." Li Chengyi said.
Yes, so far, Prison Dragon has not really accepted him as his disciple. The relationship between the two at the beginning was just to pass on and expand the fighting skills.
He is not an authentic and close successor like a master and a disciple.
"Where is the Prison Dragon? Where is he?" The old man stepped forward and approached the two of them.