Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-Six [Fight and Fight] (Part 2)
In the distance, Quan De'an and others saw something happening here, and wanted to get closer, but Qi Qi stopped him with her eyes. She looked at Hu Xiaotian with a smile and said: "Just hit him, are you afraid of him?"
Hu Xiaotian smiled and said to Zhu Dali: "Are we going to fight with words or force?"
Zhu Dali rolled his eyes. The last time he was cheated by Hu Xiaotian was still fresh in his memory. Thinking of that incident, he couldn't help but itch with hatred: "Wen Dou! But this time I will punch you three times first."
Hu Xiaotian said: "Okay!"
Zhu Dali didn't expect Hu Xiaotian to agree so happily, so he couldn't help but be stunned, thinking to himself, what on earth is this kid up to?
Qiqi didn't understand what Hu Xiaotian meant. Seeing Zhu Dali's fists the size of a jealous bowl, no matter his height or weight, he was undoubtedly much larger than Hu Xiaotian. If he asked him to punch three times first, Hu Xiaotian would be knocked down by him. This is Hu Xiaotian's usual trick.
Duan Duan, why are you so stupid today? You can't help but remind Hu Xiaotian: "Are you crazy? Are you really going to stand there and be punched three times by him?"
Hu Xiaotian smiled and said: "I fought first last time, and of course this brother should come first this time. However, I have to explain in advance, what if I beat you later?"
Zhu Dali laughed and said: "Impossible!" He was quite confident in himself.
Hu Xiaotian said: "What if I win?"
"There is no such thing as a contingency. If you beat me, I will call you "Lord" whenever I see you in the future! But if you lose, you have to call me Zhu Dali. "I am confident."
Hu Xiaotian nodded and said: "Okay, I won't take advantage of you, you punch me three times first." He came to the open space in front and stood, smiling at Zhu Dali, who put down the dog beating stick and the begging bowl.
On the ground, he tightened his belt and strode towards Hu Xiaotian. He raised his fist as big as a jealous bowl and said before preparing to punch: "Hey, I remembered one more thing. You are from the imperial court. If I take you
If you were injured or killed, should I pay for it with my life?"
Hu Xiaotian smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will never cause trouble for you if anything goes wrong. However, I also have a condition. No slaps in the face!"
Although Qi Qi was the instigator of this fight, she couldn't help but feel a little worried when she saw the situation in front of her. She reminded Hu Xiaotian: "Hu Xiaotian, you don't have to be as knowledgeable as him."
Hu Xiaotian said: "If a man makes a promise, how can he back down in the face of battle? Come on!"
Zhu Dali nodded, raised his fist and punched Hu Xiaotian in the lower abdomen. Zhu Dali only used five points of force this time. He believed that five points of force was enough to knock down Hu Xiaotian. Although he was reckless, he was not a fool.
, if you really beat the imperial official to death, you will definitely have to pay for it with his life, so he was quite measured in his attack.
Zhu Dali's punch hit Hu Xiaotian's lower abdomen with a loud bang. The energy in Hu Xiaotian's Dantian Qi sea suddenly searched, and his abdomen sank with the fist. Most of the power of Zhu Dali's punch was removed, which caused no harm to Hu Xiaotian.
No harm was done, and Hu Xiaotian's smile remained the same. He was as calm as ever.
Zhu Dali secretly called him evil. It seems that this kid does have some skills. Otherwise, he would not dare to be so arrogant. He actually stood and received three punches from himself, and now he only had two punches left. Zhu Dali took a step back, and then violently
With a roar, he no longer held back his strength this time, and the punch hit Hu Xiaotian in the chest with a strong wind and waves.
Qiqi, who was standing in the distance and watching, felt the fierce wind of the fist passing by him. For a moment, his clothes fluttered, and his pretty face changed color because of worry.
Hu Xiaotian was still calm and composed. He took a deep breath, and the breath filled his entire body cavity. Zhu Dali's punch hit Hu Xiaotian's chest hard. There was a louder bang, and Hu Xiaotian's body swayed slightly, but he did not take half a step back.
Because of Zhu Dali's fierce blow, the inner energy in Hu Xiaotian's body instantly surged, and then an invisible air shield erupted around him. Hu Xiaotian never thought that he could also cultivate body-protecting Gang Qi.
The Qi was completely inspired by Zhu Dali's powerful punch. Although it was invisible, it had quality. Hu Xiaotian could clearly feel that his whole body was enveloped in this layer of Gangqi. The power of Zhu Dali's punch should not be underestimated.
The beating made Hu Xiaotian choked for breath just now. The reason is that Hu Xiaotian cannot control his own internal energy freely. If he can control his strong internal energy at will, he can completely repulse Zhu Dali's punch without suffering any harm to him.
harm.
Zhu Dali was dumbfounded. He had never thought that Hu Xiaotian was so powerful. It would have been excusable if he had retained the power of the first punch. He had already used all his strength with the second punch, but he still could not knock back half a step of Hu Xiaotian, let alone hit him.
Hu Xiaotian caused damage.
Qi Qi, a layman, also noticed something. Hu Xiaotian seemed to have become an indestructible body. The rough man's two consecutive heavy blows did not cause any harm to him. He laughed and said: "I thought you were so powerful, but it turns out
Are you just showing off your fists and embroidering your legs, or are you tickling others?"
Zhu Dali's face turned red with embarrassment. He took five steps back, then strode forward, kicked his right foot on the ground, jumped into the air, raised his right fist and punched Hu Xiaotian in the face.
Luo, he was also so angry that he completely forgot about Hu Xiaotian's special request not to be slapped in the face just now. He only wanted to knock Hu Xiaotian to the ground with one punch to regain some face and avoid being ridiculed by Qi Qi.
Hu Xiaotian saw that this guy's punch was coming fiercely, and he didn't dare to neglect it. Looking at the momentum of the opponent's punch, he was afraid that it would be unwise to just stand there and take the punch. Hu Xiaotian's five fingers on his right hand were bent like tiger claws, and he volleyed towards Zhu Dali's wrist.
Grabbing it, he retracted and swung his left arm, like a dragon swinging its tail across Zhu Dali's chest and abdomen. This was exactly the technique taught to him by Monk Buwu: Subduing the Tiger and Capturing the Dragon.
The arm hit Zhu Dali's chest like a whip. Zhu Dali groaned, and his vision went dark. His burly body flew backwards like a cloud and mist, flying a full five feet before falling to the ground.
On the ground, he was hit in a mud puddle that accumulated water after the rain, and mud splashed everywhere. Qiqi couldn't avoid it and was splashed with a lot of mud. He hurriedly covered his face with his sleeves, and just escaped the bad luck of being washed by muddy water.
Hu Xiaotian stood calmly on the spot, looked at Zhu Dali, shook his head and said, "You told me not to hit me in the face!"
Zhu Dali fell so hard that his limbs and bones were in pain. He punched three times, but Hu Xiaotian only used one move to beat him into such a mess. He was heartbroken at the moment. There was a huge gap between him and others in martial arts. He was so arrogant just now.
He was arrogant and thought that he would definitely win, but he didn't expect such a result. Zhu Dali waited for a while before he had the strength to get up from the ground. Without saying a word, he grabbed the dog beating stick, picked up the rice bowl, and limped.
and walked away.
Qiqi said reluctantly: "Hey! Big man, you seem to have forgotten something."
Hu Xiaotian shook his head and said: "Forget it!" He didn't have the habit of adding insult to injury. Although Zhu Dali was reckless, he could tell that he was a straightforward person.
Zhu Dali turned around and said to Hu Xiaotian: "Master Hu, my skills are inferior to others..." Before he could finish his words, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his burly body staggered down.
Qiqi stuck out her tongue and said to Hu Xiaotian: "You hit too hard and killed someone."
Hu Xiaotian walked over and touched Zhu Dali's veins. He knew that Zhu Dali fainted because of shame and anger, which may have something to do with his lack of control over his actions. At this time, Quan De'an and the others were also walking away from a distance.
When they came over, Hu Xiaotian asked them to call a carriage and carried Zhu Dali into the carriage. Seeing that he couldn't wake up for a while, he sent them directly back to Shangshu Mansion.
The arrest of Hu Buwei and his wife alarmed many people. When they heard that Hu Xiaotian was back, Zhou Mo, Zhan Peng and others all came out to greet him. When they saw that he did not bring back Hu Buwei and his wife, but he brought a beggar.
Feeling a little strange, Hu Xiaotian simply said a few words and asked Liang Dazhuang to put Zhu Dali in his house to recuperate, and gave him a few Guiyuan Pills for him to take.
After everyone dispersed, Hu Xiaotian asked about Murong Feiyan's whereabouts. Liang Dazhuang said in a low voice: "Sir, your friend came to the Shangshu Mansion but said that he had something to do and insisted on going home to have a look. I couldn't stop him.
He can only let him go."
Hu Xiaotian was shocked when he heard that Murong Feiyan didn't come. He hurriedly got the horse and whipped it up to Murong Feiyan's former residence. When he came outside, he saw that the courtyard door was closed and the door lock was also there.
The outside was locked, so Hu Xiaotian jumped over the wall and entered.
Seeing that the door was ajar, he quietly came closer and looked in through the crack in the door, only to see Murong Feiyan burning incense in front of his mother's tomb. Hu Xiaotian was about to go over to meet him, but heard noise coming from outside and hurriedly
Hiding behind the house, not long after, he saw a black shadow crossing the courtyard wall, falling lightly on the ground like a fallen leaf, without making any sound. The man had silver hair, a complexion as pale as paper, and a pair of gray pupils.
Full of vigilance, he looked around, and then walked quickly to the door. This person was Murong Zhan, the commander of the imperial guards.
Murong Zhan came to the door and reached out to push the door open. Unexpectedly, the door opened from the inside, and a cold sword light shot out from the inside and went straight to Murong Zhan's throat.
Murong Zhan kicked his feet on the ground and retreated backwards. As he was retreating, he bent the middle finger of his right hand and flicked it hard on the tip of the sword. Murong Feiyan felt his arm go numb, and he couldn't handle the sword suddenly enough.
It flew back in a bright arc. Hu Xiaotian looked up and saw the long sword flying to the end, then falling downwards, heading in his direction, and the sword edge penetrated deeply between his feet.
After inserting deeply, Hu Xiaotian judged the landing point of the sword extremely accurately, so he always remained motionless to avoid being noticed by their father and daughter.
Considering that Xiao Hui was still left outside by him, Murong Zhan probably wouldn't turn a blind eye to the horse, but he might think it was Murong Feiyan's mount.
Even though Murong Feiyan wore a human skin mask, he could not hide it from Murong Zhan's eyes. Seeing that his daughter was safe and sound, Murong Zhan felt comforted and whispered: "Feiyan..."
Murong Feiyan looked at his father coldly: "Are you here to arrest me and ask for rewards for my meritorious service from the court?" (To be continued...) r1292
