"They can't be serious, can they?" Wang Ran looked at us and asked in a low voice.
Lin Wan'er bit her red lips: "I don't know...it looks like I'm not too optimistic..."
Dong Chengyue crossed his arms and said with a slight smile: "Come on Xiaoyao, I support you!"
Wenjian pursed his lips and said with a speechless smile: "Dongcheng, after all, Jiantan and you are in the same guild, a deputy leader and an elder. Speaking of which, they are still your subordinates, and you actually cheer for each other..."
Dongcheng Yue smiled lightly: "Leader, Xiaoyao is my friend, that's all. If I don't cheer for my friends, it would seem that I am too unloyal..."
Lin Wan'er smiled and said nothing.
Wenjian shook his head silently, there was nothing he could do against these two beautiful deputy leaders.
…
"rustle……"
With his cloth-soled shoes stepping on the ground, Jiantan took off his coat, revealing his strong muscles. He slowly raised his right hand and said with a faint smile: "Henan Beichen Family, Xingyiquan, Beichenhong, please teach me!"
I frowned, took off my coat, and hung it on the shelf nearby. The upper body was just a casual shirt. I rolled up the sleeves, stood with my hands behind my back, and said with a smile: "I don't know where my boxing routine comes from.
He sect, but I know it’s Northern Boxing, come on, let me learn how powerful Beichen’s Xingyi Boxing is!”
"good!"
Without saying a word, Jian Tan slid forward at least two meters with the sole of his foot, and struck out with his right fist suddenly, going straight to my chest, and there was a faint air current surrounding the fist!
Air control level!?
I was slightly shocked. I never thought that Jiantan had reached the air-bending level, but judging from the intensity of his aura, he must have just entered the air-bending realm, because he was not strong enough yet.
"Snapped!"
Putting hands together, I took advantage of the situation, exerted force with my left foot, and suddenly raised my right knee and went straight to Jiantan's chest.
"scare?!"
Jian Tan was startled and hurriedly crossed his arms across his chest to resist my blow.
There was an explosion of "Bang". Jiantan was shocked by my blow and was pushed back continuously. His arms trembled slightly. His eyes were full of surprise and anger. He suddenly raised his arms and attacked like a wild dragon out of the sea. The steps on his feet were unpredictable.
The angle of the punch is even more surprising. It really captures the essence of Xingyiquan. The shape can be moved at will and the changes are amazing.
I used my lucky fists to send out two punches in an instant. With two "bang bang" blows, I directly repelled Jian Tan's two blows. At the same time, I bullied myself, raised my arms and punched wildly!
"drink!"
Jian Tan was punched in the chest, and his whole body almost slipped out. His face turned pale. This punch had completely disrupted his aura, and even his ability to control the air was temporarily lost.
Wenjian suddenly supported Jiantan and said in shock: "Third uncle, are you okay?"
Jian Tan slowly shook his head, looked at me, and said calmly: "This Li Xiaoyao... is indeed a master. I was so suppressed by him that I could hardly lift my energy. His punching routine was a combination of Tai Chi and Xingyiquan.
Zhong is a difficult opponent!"
Saying that, Jian Tan glanced at Wen Jian and said, "A Feng, do you want to give it a try?"
"I think so too!"
Wenjian clenched his fist and said with a slight smile: "Li Xiaoyao, can you let me learn your unique skills?"
I stood with my hands behind my back, calming myself, and said calmly: "The leader of the Hero Tomb is a guest from afar. If you want to have a discussion, then come, but stop here, I don't want to hurt you, and I don't want to be hurt by you!"
Wenjian laughed: "That's natural!"
…
Wenjian took off his coat, his eyes were determined, his arms slowly exerted force, and the air flow that was almost invisible to the naked eye lingered around his fists. He was another master of air control, and his aura intensity was even much higher than that of Jian Tan.
!
Lin Wan'er seemed to have seen something, and frowned: "Wenjian, Xiaoyao, let's stop here. If we continue to compete, I'm afraid it will hurt the harmony..."
Wenjian couldn't help but laugh: "Wan'er doesn't need to worry. It's rare for me to meet such a young and strong opponent. If I don't compete today, I will regret it for the rest of my life!"
Lin Wan'er looked at me: "Li Xiaoyao..."
"Well, Wan'er?" I looked at her with a smile.
"Be careful..." She looked at me nervously.
I smiled slightly: "Don't worry Wan'er, I'm fine."
…
It seems that Lin Wan'er can also see that although Wenjian is neither angry nor happy, in fact, I almost hurt Jiantan. Wenjian is already slightly angry in his heart. Once he makes a move, it is almost impossible for Wenjian to show mercy.
Yes, broken arms and legs happen from time to time in sparring sessions, especially when it comes to masters like us who have transcended the realm of physical training.
"rustle……"
Wenjian suddenly came closer, the soles of his feet stepping on the fine dust in the stadium, and he followed suit, sweeping his right fist forward.
My mind was clear, and I moved my arms to block, but Wenjian's feet were free, and his arms exerted force, and he suddenly struck three times quickly, and his fists were wrapped with strong air currents. He knew that I was also at the air-bending level, so he didn't stop at all.
There's no energy left.
Under the sudden attack, I couldn't counterattack forcefully, so I raised my arms and withstood three blows with a bang. The power of Wenjian was too strong, and the sole of my foot slid backwards uncontrollably, and hit with a "bang" sound.
Wenjian saw the training man behind him, shouted low, raised his foot and kicked him hard!
"Wow!"
He suddenly dodged away, and there was a "bang" behind him. The iron man trembled violently, leaving a deep footprint on it, and the iron skin was severely deformed by the kick!
My foot was too weak, so I took a step to the right, turned my back to Wenjian, and struck hard with my elbow!
With a "bang" sound, Wenjian was struck, and his whole body fell towards Iron Man. Without any hesitation, I turned around smoothly and punched Wenjian directly in the back!
"Well……"
Wenjian let out a low groan, swinging his arms to support Iron Man, using his strength to dodge to the left! I punched out with a swift punch, and there was a "bang" sound. Iron Man broke from it, and the screws and iron pieces rolled away with a clanking sound.
One place.
…
"Oh my god..." Wang Ran opened his mouth wide: "This... are Li Xiaoyao and Wenjian still normal people? What kind of power is this, that... can actually be so tyrannical..."
Lin Wan'er looked at me with her beautiful eyes and remained silent.
Dong Chengyue clenched her pink fist and said softly: "Xiaoyao, don't lose..."
…
"Wow..."
As the wind blew, Wenjian's next attack had already come. He jumped up slightly and struck a powerful punch, which looked like an axe. It was the essence of Xingyi Quan in which the mind reveals the form.
I raised my arms to block, then "bang" I took two steps back, Wenjian pressed forward step by step, my body sank slightly, and my fists rose from the bottom up, like a tiger's collapse fist!
I hurriedly separated my fists, and suddenly a sharp energy almost passed between my nose. Wenjian struck in succession, leaned back, and launched two more rapid attacks.
"call……"
The breath flowed slowly in the body, endlessly, and there was a clear sky in the sea of mind. Between the lightning and flint, I sensed the changes in the breath around me. My left fist changed into a palm, and I "pop" knocked away Wenjian's attack twice. Suddenly,
He moved quickly, swung his right fist back, concentrated almost 100% of his strength and energy, and blasted out suddenly!
"ah!?"
Wenjian turned pale with shock, his body did not stop, and he crossed his arms in front of his chest to bear my blow!
"Bang!"
With one punch, Wenjian's body was almost blown away. He stepped back for more than ten steps and hit the bamboo sword stand in the venue with a "bang" sound. The stand suddenly shattered, and countless bamboo swords were broken. Wenjian's body
He fell into the broken sword in a rather embarrassed state, his face was pale, his arms were shaking slightly, and his eyebrows were furrowed.
"A Feng!"
Jian Tan hurried over, supported Jian and asked, "How are you doing, are you okay?"
Wenjian's expression was not good, and he breathed heavily and said: "Li Xiaoyao is indeed a master. He can see the opportunity for me to breathe, otherwise I would not lose so easily...and, he..."
"What's wrong with him?" Jiantan asked.
Wenjian took a deep breath: "Li Xiaoyao is probably at the peak level of Qi control, and the intensity of Qi far exceeds that of you and me!"
Jian Tan looked horrified: "Dizzy, no... isn't it? Who is this kid? I have never heard of a master of peak air control in modern China, and he is still so young..."
…
I walked forward, stretched out my hand and smiled: "Are you okay?"
Wenjian grabbed my hand, stood up, patted the dust on his body, and said with a smile: "It's no big deal, but Li Xiaoyao, your boxing skills are indeed better. My third uncle and I are convinced that we lost!"
On the side, Wang Ran smiled and said: "Actually, Li Xiaoyao is not the best at boxing. His strongest skill is probably swordsmanship, right? I want to ask Jian, you are also a master-level master of Zhanfuliu swordsman, do you want to compete with him?"
Wenjian hurriedly shook his head and said with a smile: "Farewell, I focused on Xingyiquan, and in the end I lost like this. In terms of swordsmanship, Li Xiaoyao's swordsmanship should be my teacher."
After saying that, Wenjian looked at his arms and said speechlessly: "Well, the buttons of the Armani shirt I just bought were all broken by your punch. What a pity. One piece cost 1.7W..."
My heart trembled: "You...you won't let me compensate, will you?"
Wenjian laughed and patted my shoulder: "Don't worry, brother, I'm not that mean. Besides, I learned your skills today. I didn't even pay the tuition. This shirt counts as paying the tuition, right?"
I nodded: "Well, the leader of the Tomb of Heroes is indeed open-minded, much stronger than his sharpness!"
Wen Jian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Are you talking about that guy Jian Fenghan? Hey, Jian Fenghan is from Hangzhou. I have sparred with him once. The strength of the through-arm fist is strong, and it can be opened and closed in a big way.
It's very enjoyable, but Jian Fenghan's character... we won't judge, a gentleman doesn't speak evil behind his back, anyway, Li Xiaoyao come to our Luoyang, Henan Province as a guest when you have time, and I will let my Grand Master learn your kung fu..."
The corner of my mouth twitched: "Okay..."
In fact, there is another way of saying it in my heart. The Grand Master is probably at least Yang Yan level, and he should be one of the few masters in China. If I challenge him, it is tantamount to seeking death, so I might as well avoid it. The most valuable thing in being a human being is self-awareness...
…
In the afternoon, I sent Wenjian and Jiantan to leave Hangzhou.
On the way back.
Dong Chengyue was particularly happy and said with a smile: "Xiaoyao, that punch was so exciting... It was so powerful that Wenjian couldn't fight back at all. You were retreating steadily before, and I was worried that you would lose! Hehe, fortunately,
Won……"
Lin Wan'er said from the side: "Hmph, Dongcheng, the alliance leader lost, but you are so happy!"
Dong Chengyue raised the corner of his mouth: "Come on, young master, didn't someone also laugh when Li Xiaoyao defeated Wenjian with one punch?"
Lin Wan'er: "..."
I rubbed my fists and frowned.
"What's wrong?" Lin Wan'er asked with concern.
I groaned: "When I missed the punch and hit Iron Man, a screw hit me. It hurt me to death..."
