In the martial arts arena, two strong figures kept flying, sometimes colliding hard, sometimes entangled and competing. Peak 23S.
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It is quite obvious that Wu Ming is at a disadvantage!
Zhao Po's offensive was extremely fierce, and he took advantage of his size advantage to overpower Wu Ming.
After a fierce attack, Wu Ming was almost unable to fight back!
The spectators were divided into two groups, and they all cheered and cheered for their little master.
"Hey, the moves the young prince used seem to be different from the ones he used against you that day?"
Hu Lai nudged Yuan Fei with his elbow, looking anxious.
"It's different. It seems to be similar to Brother Lu's usual posture!"
Yuan Fei has a high level of cultivation and extraordinary eyesight, and he can see some clues.
Hu Lai nodded thoughtfully.
But after all, Wu Ming's situation is really worrying, especially when he is moving around, I don't know if it is an illusion, but it always gives people a rather weird and dull feeling!
The young people here were worried, but another person not far away was amazed.
"After only ten days of practice, I have already begun to grasp the body skills and gradually entered the palace. How could it be so fast?"
At the corner, Lu Ziqing's eyes were full of disbelief, staring straight at the imposing figures moving around in the field.
"Brother, my cousin and we are a family. Even if he breaks into the house within ten days, what's the fuss?"
Lu Zijin's pretty face was red and dripping with sweat. He had just finished practicing martial arts.
Since the life fire in her heart was ignited by Zixia, her health has been getting better day by day, and she is now practicing "Youlong Fist Manual" with Wu Ming.
"You, a girl, have been studying the basics of martial arts at home since you were a child. You have also read the boxing manual under the protection of your grandfather. I don't think you can enter the palace in ten days!"
Lu Ziqing's handsome face twitched and he said angrily.
"Hehe, this shows that my cousin is a genius. He has made such rapid progress in practicing boxing, which is just the foundation for practicing the "Wandering Dragon Sutra" in the future!
As for me, with your protection, I don’t need to work too hard!”
Lu Zijin playfully stuck out his tongue.
"My young prince, you'd better admit defeat. With your current level of cultivation, you can't defeat me!"
Zhao Po, who had the upper hand, shouted loudly while punching.
"Haha, this is just the beginning, we still don't know who will win!"
Wu Ming shook his painful shoulders, secretly running the "Golden Bell", making a fist with one hand and a claw with the other, and fought again.
"In this case, young prince, don't blame me for taking action with all my strength!"
Zhao Po felt the change in Wu Ming's momentum, his face tightened, his foot stumbled, and his fists were thrown out fiercely.
Bang bang bang!
The dull sound resounded throughout the martial arts arena, shocking everyone.
This doesn't look like two warriors competing purely on physical strength. It clearly looks like two humanoid monsters competing.
As a son of a military strategist in Bianzhen, Zhao Po's moves were wide open and closed, and his sharp moves revealed the unique killing aura of the military.
On the other hand, Wu Ming, in the face of such a fierce offensive, never retreats but advances, always facing tough challenges, which makes people confused!
After just a few battles, the situation on the court gradually changed.
"How is that possible? You have just succeeded in refining your body, how could your strength suddenly increase?"
Zhao Po, who was originally very aggressive, looked increasingly uglier and could not hide the shock in his eyes.
In terms of age, Zhao Po, Wang Zhen, and Yuan Fei are similar, and their strength is also about the same.
As far as he knew, Wu Ming first disturbed Yuan Fei's mind that day and then managed to win by chance with a sneak attack.
But now after the fight, I found out that the information I got was not accurate at all.
"Haha, when competing in martial arts, the most important thing is to avoid distractions. You have to be careful!"
Wu Ming moved around with his feet, punched like a dragon, and was like a tiger, and he gradually took the dominant position.
The fierce wind of the fist swept past, causing Zhao Po's cheeks to ache. He mustered up his energy with a solemn heart and fought with all his strength.
The foundational body-building boxing techniques that Zhao Po practiced were called Five-Step Boxing and Luohan Boxing.
As a child of a military strategist, most of them practice basic martial arts like Shaolin to lay the foundation for Qi realm.
Even if it is a basic body training boxing technique, if you practice it to the extreme, you can open monuments and crack rocks.
Zhao Po himself is older and has a strong physique. Although he is not as tall as Yuan Fei, he is half a head taller than Wu Ming.
Using all his strength, Wu Ming's advantage that he had just reversed was broken after a few moves.
Bang bang bang!
In an instant, Wu Ming was hit with several punches. The blows were so powerful that one could not tell whether it was the dull sound of flesh or the dull sound of a bell buried deep in the air!
"This is...the counter-shock power of the third layer of the Golden Bell!"
Although Wu Ming was beaten and staggered backwards, Zhao Po's face became even more ugly, and he felt as if his hands were hitting an iron plate.
There was even a slight counter-shock force that struck into both arms, causing them to feel faintly numb, and even the strength was somewhat weakened!
A familiar feeling came into his mind, and Zhao Po finally found the clue.
But it was precisely this that made him unable to believe it, because now he was only on the third level.
On the other hand, Wu Ming had not yet entered the Qi realm and had no inner strength to cultivate his acupoints. How could he cultivate so quickly?
"Okay, come again!"
Wu Ming was not surprised but overjoyed, shouted and charged forward.
It is still a simple five-step boxing with the basic footwork in "Youlong Boxing Book" and is used continuously.
This was his first real head-to-head confrontation with someone of his own age, especially since the other party didn't use Qi, so he could act with confidence without worrying about seriously injuring the other party.
Although strange power can injure Qi realm warriors, as long as there is no overwhelming advantage, it is difficult to severely injure the opponent.
After all, internal body protection can effectively prevent damage caused by physical attacks!
Moreover, Zhao Po also practiced the "Golden Bell", which greatly protected him from his brute force attacks, allowing him to fight happily!
Bang bang bang!
After fighting for a long time, Zhao Po felt that he couldn't get off the stage, so he gradually showed his true fire, no longer showing mercy, and made three points more sharply than before!
In just a few rounds, Wu Ming was suppressed again, causing friends on both sides to watch and exclaim.
"The young prince is not familiar with this body and boxing technique, I'm afraid he will be defeated!"
Hu Lai had come to his senses and said worriedly.
"It doesn't matter, the young prince has always been very witty, so there must be deep meaning in what he does!"
Yuan Fei frowned slightly and shook his head slowly.
"Brother, cousin, why don't you use the martial arts you are accustomed to to fight against the enemy, but you have to use the unfamiliar dragon movement technique?"
Not far away, Lu Zijin's bright eyes were full of confusion, and when he looked at the field, there was a hint of worry.
"Haha, this cousin of ours is very ambitious. He is practicing boxing with that stupid boy!"
Lu Ziqing had extremely good eyesight and could see through Wu Ming's purpose at a glance.
"Practice boxing? But my cousin has clearly not reached the stage of actual combat where Ruju can command him, so how can he use it in actual combat?"
Lu Zijin said in confusion.
"You, you have read too many books and always use the above theories to look at things, but everything has its changes.
This is especially true for martial arts. The twelve meanings of martial arts, heaven and earth, each level has its own meaning, but it can also be used in actual combat. However, the lower the artistic conception, the more flaws. And in this
By practicing boxing during competition, you can identify your own shortcomings more quickly, thus further speeding up your training!"
Lu Ziqing touched Lu Zijin's little head lovingly.
As time passed, the battle finally took a turn.
I saw that Wu Ming became more and more proficient in his moves, from passive defense at the beginning to using a few basic punches from "Youlong Fist Book" and occasionally counterattacking.
Although he did not have the upper hand, anyone with a discerning eye could see that as long as Wu Ming made no mistakes, at least he would not be defeated!
In particular, Wu Ming's figure was wandering around. Compared with when he beat Yuan Fei violently before, his movement was more flexible, and it added a bit of majesty. It was far from the rogue style of stalking Yuan Fei.
"It's amazing that I can actually practice boxing in actual combat in a way that only gives me a first glimpse of the skills, and gradually I have a first glimpse of the skills."
Lu Ziqing felt that if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it was true.
In his opinion, the changes in Wu Ming's aura were signs of success in practicing "Youlong Fist Manual".
Comparing it with himself, it made him feel that Wu Ming's talent was still beyond imagination!
Lu Zijin's little eyes were filled with stars, and he held his pink fists excitedly, as if he was about to rush forward.
Sensing her sister's expression, Lu Ziqing couldn't help but frown slightly, feeling a vague premonition in her heart!
In the field, as time went by, Zhao Po felt more and more powerless, especially feeling that Wu Ming's physical strength was far beyond his imagination.
You Qi found that Wu Ming started to fight back more and more frequently, which made him even more anxious!
Being unable to fight for a long time, unable to use his internal strength, and feeling constrained, he gradually became angry and lost his usual composure.
"Take the mountains and cross the sea!"
After fighting for more than ten rounds, Zhao Po finally couldn't bear it anymore. He violently thrust his arms into his arms and pushed them out flatly.
The surging fist wind seems to be like a mountain overwhelming the sea, setting off a majestic wave of air!
"Well done, the dragon is waving its tail across the river!"
Wu Ming's eyes lit up, and he advanced instead of retreating. He spread his arms in a circle, staggered his steps, and actually pressed forward.
His arms were seen to go directly from top to bottom, encircling Zhao Po's forearm from the inside out, and before his fist touched his chest, he jerked it outward.
In an instant, Zhao Po felt a huge hole in his chest and screamed secretly.
But before he had time to react, Wu Ming slammed into his arms, and he rose up with a huge force. Although he was not injured, he was hit by a hit in the leg that followed, causing his blood to boil.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Ming took advantage of the situation and used his special locking technique to lock Zhao Po tightly.
"Okay, the little prince is mighty!"
Seeing that Zhao Po was no longer able to fight back, Hu Lai and the other boys cheered.
Yuan Fei smiled bitterly, as he was almost strangled to death by this move that day!
Goodbye now, don’t feel the same!
"I...I give up!"
Zhao Po was so strangled that he could hardly breathe and had to admit defeat.
"The young prince is indeed extraordinary in strength. Brother Zhao and I are similar in strength, so I won't show off. The young prince can choose treasures at any time if he needs them!"
Wang Zhen behaved very simply.
Although he was unwilling to do so, he was no more a match for Wu Ming than Zhao Po without using internal strength.
Moreover, as a warrior, his arrogance and youthfulness did not allow him to win the competition by fighting on wheels!
In particular, the moves Wu Ming used just now were obviously unskilled. If they fought at their peak, they would just be humiliating themselves.
"You still have some backbone. If you want to compete, just come to me next time!"
Yuan Fei said coldly.
The two of them looked annoyed and opened their mouths to speak.
"Haha, it doesn't count as a winner or loser. After all, Brother Zhao didn't use his internal strength!"
Wu Ming smiled and waved his hand.
On the side, Hong Lian stepped forward with her charming eyes and wiped Wu Ming's sweat as if no one else was watching, which made all the little eyes stare.