Liu Zimo looked at Qin Feng proudly. His grandfather had said since he was a child that Qin Feng's talent in martial arts was higher than his. Although Liu Zimo was happy for Qin Feng, he was still a little unconvinced.
Now that he has entered the realm of An Jin before Qin Feng, and can just show off in front of Qin Feng, Liu Zimo is in a very happy mood.
"Is that you? You can't beat Alessandro even on stage. I think you'd better not go up and fight."
Seeing Liu Zimo's self-satisfied look, Qin Feng said angrily: "The most taboo thing for martial arts practitioners is impetuousness. You have just entered the realm of Anjin and you haven't figured out the way yet, so you are so complacent?
"
Qin Feng could see that Alessandro's movements and moves were all deadly moves, almost out of the category of fighting, and he was just a killing machine.
If you fight against this kind of person, even if your level of kung fu is higher than the opponent, you may not be able to win, because they are not only competing with fists and kicks, but also with momentum and perseverance.
More importantly, Alejandro's experience was much higher than Liu Zimo's. If Liu Zimo hadn't had a few lives on his hands, then in Qin Feng's eyes, Liu Zimo wouldn't even have a chance to win.
It's like a boxer who has practiced boxing all his life and a gangster who fights in the streets all day long. The boxer will definitely lose in the end.
Not long ago, Qin Feng saw a piece of news in a domestic newspaper. The president of a provincial martial arts association, a "master" who had practiced kung fu for more than 20 years, had a conflict due to some conflicts between neighbors.
The final result made many people not expect that the "big master" was seriously injured by a neighbor who had not practiced for a day with a kitchen knife. What he lacked was actual combat experience and a kind of courage to move forward.
"Qin Feng. You don't know the state after entering An Jin, otherwise you wouldn't have said that."
Liu Zimo was very dissatisfied with Qin Feng's words. He looked around and said, "There is a small forest over there. How about we go over and join hands and let you see what An Jin is?"
Liu Zimo was not such a good person originally. However, after entering the realm of An Jin, his ability to control his body became more subtle, which naturally gave him a belief in invincibility.
Of course, this kind of belief is good, but if it turns into arrogance, it is just the opposite.
"Okay, then let me see what I can do if my kung fu reaches An Jin level."
Master Zaishi's cultivation is An Jin, how could Qin Feng not see it before? However, Qin Feng did not point out Liu Zimo. He followed him to a small forest beside the park.
"Let's just join hands." After standing still in the woods, Liu Zimo calmly stretched out his right hand.
Joining hands is a form of competition, that is, both parties first extend an arm, put it together, and then start fighting. Generally, when elders and juniors fight, the most common use is joining hands.
"Zimo, you have arrived at Anjin. You should be able to move freely, right?"
Qin Feng stood there and shook his head, saying: "A life-and-death fight is different from a hand-to-hand fight. Let's be more serious..."
"Seriously? Qin Feng, do you want to fight? This is not possible..."
Liu Zimo was stunned for a moment when he heard this. To be honest, he had just entered An Jin, and he really couldn't control it freely. If he missed it, something big would happen.
"It's okay. If you don't vomit with all your strength, it won't cause any harm. At most, it will only cause some pain to your skin."
Qin Feng squatted down and rubbed his hands on the ground. He said, "Just hit the vital points. Whoever has more dust on his body will lose. What do you think?"
"This is so kind. I heard my grandpa say that when we competed in the past, we always used lime..."
After hearing Qin Feng's words, Liu Zimo's eyes lit up. In the past, when the older generation competed among friends, they would often apply lime on their hands. After the fight, just count the handprints on the opponent's body, and the winner would be determined naturally.
After the two of them dipped their hands in dust, they each stretched out their right fists to block each other. Their bodies that were originally relaxed suddenly became tense.
"Let's start!" Liu Zimo let out a soft shout, squeezed forward with his right fist, and a strong force suddenly pushed Qin Feng's body back.
The moment Qin Feng leaned back, all the strength in Liu Zimo's right arm suddenly disappeared, and his entire right arm became as soft as if it were boneless. He bypassed Qin Feng's wrist and struck directly at the vital part under his ribs.
In a martial arts competition, most people would protect their face, temples and other vital parts very tightly, but in fact, many parts of the body have places that can be fatal if touched, and Liu Zimo attacked the exact same spot under his ribs.
"sharp!"
When the strength in Liu Zimo's arms disappeared, Qin Feng's backward body couldn't help but lean forward because he was blocking with all his strength. To outsiders, it looked like he was pushing his ribs up.
However, the reason why Qin Feng has not entered An Jin yet is because his knowledge is mixed. Although the use of Jin is inferior to Liu Zimo's, his reaction is much faster.
Just when Liu Zimo's palm was about to hit Qin Feng's ribs, Qin Feng's body suddenly twisted, and his entire body moved flatly to the left for almost twenty centimeters, barely avoiding Liu Zimo's palm.
"Good work!"
Liu Zimo praised Qin Feng, but he was unyielding. He made a mistake with his feet, turned his palms into fists, and attacked Qin Feng like a gust of wind and rain.
But at this time, Qin Feng had calmed down. Although he was on the defensive, he guarded all the vital points around him. The occasional move was a sure-fire way for Liu Zimo to save him. In just a few minutes, the two of them fought.
They are evenly matched.
"Zimo, be careful!"
After a few rounds, Qin Feng found out the details of Liu Zimo. Although he had entered the realm of dark strength, his style of play did not change much from before, except that the distribution of energy during attacks became more subtle.
Qin Feng shook his head secretly, and his boxing technique suddenly changed. From the initial open and closed block, it suddenly became weird, and he no longer blocked Liu Zimo.
Qin Feng's arm, which originally seemed to be hitting Liu Zimo's chest, suddenly took the bait and went straight to Liu Zimo's chin, which made Liu Zimo feel uncomfortable.
Not only that, Qin Feng's pace also changed, and his feet kept changing. His speed suddenly increased a few points. He was clearly in front of Liu Zimo before, but with one wrong step, he was already behind Liu Zimo.
"Hey, I said, martial arts competitions must be fair and aboveboard. What's the point of you always hiding?"
This sudden change made Liu Zimo very uncomfortable. After about three minutes, Liu Zimo jumped back, waved his hand and said: "No fight, no fight, I don't dare to hit hard. If we keep fighting like this,
Fighting all day with no results..."
The two of them were just sparring. Liu Zimo had several secrets that were passed down from his family but he couldn't use them, so the fight with Qin Feng was quite frustrating. In terms of small skills, he was really not as good as his opponent.
"Who said it won't work?" Qin Feng shook his head and said, "Zimo, take off your coat and take a look."
"Take off your coat? Did you hit me?" Liu Zimo was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He lowered his head and looked at his chest. There was no dust on his chest. However, he still took off his coat.
"Huh? Damn it, when did you get into this position?"
When he took off his coat, Liu Zimo's face suddenly turned ugly because he found that there were several dark palm prints on the back of his white coat.
"This... this is impossible." Looking at those palm prints, Liu Zimo murmured: "I have already entered the realm of dark strength. There is no reason why I was hit by you and you don't know?"
Although it had only been a day since he entered the Anjin cultivation level, Liu Zimo could feel that his reaction ability and control over the strength were much higher than before. He really couldn't believe that these palm prints were made by Qin Feng.
"Zimo, having a high level of cultivation doesn't mean you can fight!"
Qin Feng sighed and said: "Even in a normal martial arts competition, the party with a higher level may lose, let alone a life and death fight. It does not mean that the person with a high level will definitely win...
Apart from anything else, Zimo, even if I wanted to kill you, there were at least three ways to kill you in the competition just now, and Alessandro is even more of a killing machine. His methods are probably even worse than mine.
Many……"
The special skills of the killer sect among the eight outer sects are almost all deadly and sinister moves. If Qin Feng had used it just now, Liu Zimo might not have been able to dodge even one move, and he would have been beaten to the ground long ago.
This also shows that one must be at a high enough level and have rich fighting experience in order to transform one's cultivation into combat effectiveness.
Liu Zimo's current state is like a five-year-old child who can lift a sledgehammer, but cannot use it correctly. The final result may be to hurt himself.
On the contrary, no matter how weak an adult is, his judgment and experience of things are far better than that of a five-year-old child. If two people fight, the result will not even be thought about.
"I understand, it's... I was a little too hasty."
After hearing the principles explained by Qin Feng, Liu Zimo immediately understood. He knew that the breakthrough in realm made him a little impetuous, so he impulsively agreed to the competition with Alessandro.
"Qin Feng, no matter what, since I agreed, I will definitely fight this fist!"
Liu Zimo is also a determined person. He gritted his teeth and said: "Even if I am beaten to death by him in the boxing ring, I can't lose the face of the Chinese and Hongmen..."
The most important thing for those who practice martial arts is blood, and what Liu Zimo admires the most is his grandfather who defeated the Russian boxing champion. Therefore, even if he dies in this fight, he will not give up without a fight.
"Zimo, you are still a virgin!"
After hearing Liu Zimo's words, Qin Feng suddenly laughed and said: "You have just broken through to find a woman, and you are about to be beaten to death. Do you think you have lived an unfair life?"
"Then...then what should I do?"
Liu Zimo's face dropped, and he said with a sad face: "I've said all the big words just now. If I don't go to the ring by then, what will the brothers in the sect think of me?"
Qin Feng's words hit Liu Zimo's weakness. No one would want to die even if they spend such a good time. After seeing the difference between a competition and a life and death fight, Liu Zimo wished he could turn back time and tell the big words he said.
Swallow it back.
"How about... let's shoot Alejandro with a black gun?" With a roll of his eyes, Liu Zimo came up with an idea. Alejandro is the only one in the mafia organization who can fight. After getting rid of him, Liu Zimo will no longer be afraid of others.
Already.
"Come on, that person is probably the ancestor of assassins, can he be shot in the dark by you?"
Qin Feng curled his lips when he heard this. When Chen Shihao and others drew their guns and confronted Alejandro, Qin Feng discovered that Alejandro's position was very smart.
Even when a gunfight broke out, Alejandro was able to hide behind the pillars of the restaurant as soon as possible. His actions at that time were similar to Qin Feng's action of getting into the table.
This is the instinctive reaction displayed by a top killer. After long-term training and walking on the edge of life and death, their ability to sense and avoid danger is far higher than that of ordinary people.
"What should we do? Qin Feng, you can't just watch your brother die generously, can you?"
Liu Zimo's original righteous and awe-inspiring face has long since disappeared. Of course, this is the little brother facing him. If he were in front of everyone in Hongmen, he would probably have to hold on. (To be continued...)
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