Chapter 40 Life and death battle, do you still remember my grandfather?
And after Fan Qi on the stage heard the name, he had been closing his eyes and concentrating, but suddenly opened his eyes, seemingly surprised.
At this moment, an unusually tall man jumped up from the bottom of the ring with a "boom" sound.
"Old thief Fan Qi, you still remember my great-grandfather Fan Sheng!"
Fan Zhong roared angrily as soon as he entered the ring.
"Your great-grandfather, how are you doing lately?"
Fan Qi turned to look at Fan Zhong.
"My great-grandfather died six years ago. Before he died, he only said one sentence to me. Do you want to know?"
Fan Zhong looked at Fan Qi with a sneer.
"Which sentence?"
Fan Qi asked coldly.
"The descendants of the Fan family will one day bring Fan Qi's head to my grave. Generations to come will never forget it!"
Fan Zhong snorted coldly.
Hearing this, Fan Qi sneered.
The laughter was as cold as the wind blowing from the north.
"No wonder some members of the Fan family have always come to my place to seek death in recent years."
As Fan Qi spoke, he took off his mask and said:
"Since the Fan family is here, I won't wear a mask today."
The face under the mask is unremarkable, but apart from a few folds and the wispy hair on one end, there is not much aging to be seen.
"Today, I will send you to reunite with your great-grandfather."
As Fan Qi spoke, he opened a boxing stance, and then stared at Fan Zhong with cold and cruel eyes.
“It’s not certain who will live and who will die!”
Fan Zhong snorted coldly.
Immediately, a strong energy formed by internal force suddenly rose around his body, and then he stepped forward and punched Fan Qi with a punch.
But Fan Qi seemed to have seen through Fan Zhong's punch. The moment Fan Zhong's fist was about to hit his face, he suddenly dodged sideways, and at the same time, the fist he had prepared hit him hard.
Fan Zhong's lower abdomen.
With a "bang" sound, Fan Zhong's tall body suddenly flew backwards, and the leather armor on his back cracked with a "stab" sound.
But the moment Fan Zhong's body flew backwards, the aura around him suddenly exploded with a "boom".
In just a moment, Fan Zhong's momentum suddenly surged.
Then he saw his figure suddenly twisting in the air, and his long and thick legs were like a big knife, "striking" hard at Fan Qi.
"boom!"
Although Fan Qi still raised his arms to block at the critical moment, Fan Zhong's leg was so powerful that it made Fan Qi take several steps back.
But Fan Zhong's offensive did not stop there. The Gang Qi around him exploded with a "boom" again, and the speed and strength of his figure suddenly increased again.
Fan Zhong, who was as powerful as the wind, let out another "boom" and swept his leg towards Fan Qi.
"boom!"
Fan Qi couldn't dodge, and was hit hard in the abdomen by this leg, and he took a few steps back.
But when Fan Zhong was about to kick out the third kick, Fan Qi suddenly took a step forward, and then suddenly slapped Fan Zhong's leg with his palm.
And at the moment when this palm was struck, the Gang Qi around his palm suddenly condensed into a huge palm shadow. Then it hit Fan Zhong's thigh heavily.
"boom!"
With a huge explosion of air, Fan Zhong's leg "clicked" and was cut off by Fan Qi's palm.
With just one palm, Fan Zhong's hard-earned offensive was neutralized by Fan Qi.
However, Fan Zhong was not discouraged. Instead, he used the force of the counter-shock to retreat to the edge of the ring. He then put one foot on the ground and used his inner strength with his other hand to turn his palm into a knife and directly cut off the broken leg.
"You actually learned the hole blasting technique?"
Fan Qi did not pursue Fan Zhong immediately, but looked at Fan Zhongdao with slight admiration.
"Can't you think of it?"
Fan Zhong laughed ferociously.
While speaking, he raised his hand and slapped his broken leg suddenly, sealing the acupuncture points on it and stopping the blood that kept flowing out.
"I'm going to blast the third hole next, old thief, are you ready?" ??
As Fan Zhong spoke, he raised his index and middle fingers together, and then roared:
"Qingming!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Qingming point in his left eye suddenly exploded, exploding his eye socket and eyeball together.
At the same time, the aura around him surged again.
"boom!"
Fan Zhong, who was resting on one leg, suddenly jumped up and punched Fan Qi.
Fan Qi did not block this time, but waved his palm to meet the attack. For a moment, the shadows of his palms and fists were flying on the field.
No one expected that Fan Zhong could actually fight against Fan Qi.
"The acupoint blasting skill uses self-destruction of acupoints to improve the skill, but after using it, you will either die or become disabled."
Just as Xu Taiping was wondering what Fan Zhong's technique was to improve his power, Huang Que suddenly came to him.
Xu Taiping was not surprised that Huang Que could appear here.
The two nodded to each other, then followed the oriole and said:
"After the Qingming point is opened, the martial artist's other eye's vision will be greatly enhanced, and he can easily see through the opponent's moves. Otherwise, with Fan Zhong's skill, he would not be able to catch Fan Qi's three palms."
"Fellow Taoist Huangque, how much more power can this acupoint blasting skill increase at most?"
Xu Taiping asked curiously.
"After all the seven life points are exploded, the skill should be temporarily improved to that of a martial arts master.
, the specific amount depends on individual talent, but after all seven acupoints are exploded, the person who performs this method will not survive for ten breaths."
Oriole sighed.
"This Fan Zhong is risking his life against that Fan Qi."
As he said this, he stood next to Xu Taiping and looked at the arena in front of him again.
"boom!"
At this moment, Fan Zhong's sword struck Fan Qi's waist and abdomen with great ferocity, causing Fan Qi to take several steps back.
"boom!"
Without waiting for Fan Qi to stand still, Fan Zhong once again kicked the ground with one leg. The palm knife in his right palm condensed his internal energy and ignited flames, and struck Fan Qi's neck with a "swish" sound.
This palm strike was so fast and fierce that it gathered a huge amount of internal energy. Everyone in the audience was shocked and felt that even if Fan Qi did not die, he should at least be injured.
But at that critical moment, Fan Qi's head suddenly tilted back, and he dodged Fan Zhong's knife with great precision, and then his thick and powerful thigh suddenly kicked upwards, hard.
On Fan Zhong's lower abdomen.
There was a loud "boom", and Fan Zhong's burly body was kicked off the ring.
The moment Fan Zhong's body was about to hit the ground, Fan Qi made a "click" sound and made a fist with his right hand.
He punched Fan Zhong hard as he fell from the air.
"boom!"
Amidst the huge earthquake, Fan Zhong's body was hit by the punch and a cloud of blood mist exploded, and then flew out of the ring like a straight line.
Finally it hit the ground with a "bang".
This is Fan Qi's first time punching.
With just this simple punch, the killing intent enveloped this huge courtyard like a dark cloud.
From a distance, Fan Qi on the stage looks like a god of death, giving people a heart-stopping sense of terror and oppression.