Martial arts competition, Dizi sub-venue, afternoon group.
With a spinning elbow strike, Zhu Laosan's arms like cast iron swept towards the fair-skinned boy opposite him. The strike was extremely fast and fierce, causing a burst of exclamations from the crowd in the audience.
The "thin" young man received the "Running Wolf Fang" with an elbow strike to the front.
Judging from the scene, the two fought equally well, but only Zhu Laosan knew it. The more he fought, the more shocked he became.
The other party is obviously just a young man, but his physical strength and fighting consciousness are not weaker than his own. As for the level of internal strength, Lao Zhu is not sure of its depth, but it is definitely not weaker than his own. As for whether he is stronger than himself, he has no idea.
Dare to think more.
"Is this move the Benlang Fang in the Benlang Fist? The Wanxiang-level Benlang Fist is indeed extremely powerful."
It was Yi Xifeng who spoke. Zhu Laosan had just taken off his short shirt and attacked the fair young man with all his strength. After dozens of rounds, the young man saw his tricks, and naturally he had a more comprehensive understanding of the big man in front of him.
Zhu Laosan should be at the top level among young men, similar to the level of a captain. He is capable of fighting against warriors below the peak of the general realm.
Of course, he relies not only on internal strength, but also on strong external skills!
"I have to say that you are very powerful, kid! Your strength is no worse than that of any strong man. I underestimated you before."
Having said this, the man scratched his head and asked embarrassedly:
"What was that move you just used? I, Lao Zhu, think that I have a lot of experience in boxing, but I am blind but I didn't see it."
Yi Xifeng naturally understood the other party's plan, but he did not expose it. It was rare to encounter such a tough guy, so he couldn't be impatient.
"Oh, this is the top elbow of Bajiquan. I read it from a book." The fair boy showed a shy smile.
"Heart-to-heart elbow? Bajiquan? I've never heard of it, but it's interesting!" After saying that, he stopped talking nonsense and jumped forward with a strong step.
The young man shortened his stature and raised his arms to catch the opponent's sweeping arms. Then he kicked the man's chest and abdomen three times with his feet, using the force to jump away.
Zhu Laosan practiced kung fu all his life, so naturally he would not take these three things to heart.
But when these kicks hit the man firmly, he felt like a huge force coming from him. Lao Zhu quickly summoned his inner strength and could barely stabilize his body, let alone pursue the opponent again.
Yi Xifeng was secretly surprised when he saw that the opponent suddenly switched from attack to defense and stopped pursuing.
In fact, I don't know, he is carrying a load of three thousand iron. How can ordinary warriors withstand such strength? Just those three kicks almost knocked the opponent over.
Seeing that the opponent had turned to defense, without thinking much, the fair boy summoned his inner strength and launched a set of Wandering Dragon Splitting Air Palms.
This palm technique was originally created by Li Chengqian, and is as famous as the "Vajra Arm Fist" created by him. It is called "One Punch, One Palm" by people in the world.
Although these two Kung Fu were both created by Instructor Cheng Qian, their fighting styles are quite different.
Wandering Dragon Splitting the Air Palm, you practice both palm skills and body skills, the palm power is sharp, you can use the inner energy from the air, practice it to a high and deep level, you can swing your palm to "split the air", when facing the enemy, you can hit the enemy severely even if they are several feet away.
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Moreover, the body-building method of the Wandering Dragon Splitting the Air Palm is even more superb. When moving, the palms are used to move with strength. It can always use the force to move at angles that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve. With its palm skills, it is really like a swimming dragon, leaving no trace.
Can be found.
Yi Xifeng circulated the wine energy control method throughout his body, and at the same time controlled the output of the internal energy in his palms. Every move he used was also at the level of the Qi realm in terms of internal energy.
Zhu Laosan, who was fighting against the young man, was even more confused. He had just received the young man's three kicks in the air, and he was a little confused.
How could such a thin body contain such terrifying weight, or power?
The man was quite confident in the external martial arts he had practiced. It was difficult for the same level of internal strength to hurt him, so he immediately put away his doubts and concentrated on dealing with it.
I saw that this little devil's palm techniques are varied and his body movements are also exquisite. When he moves, his palms change by his side like clouds and flowing water. It is a set of palm techniques that can both attack and defend.
The two of them went back and forth, and after more than a dozen moves, Yi Xifeng suddenly changed his palm wind, and the move was three points faster than before.
Zhu Laosan could no longer see clearly the path of the opponent's palm technique, so he had to use his own internal strength techniques crazily, flexing his muscles, and resisting the flying dragon's air-splitting palm.
When the fair boy saw his opponent using the turtle shell style, he also became interested in practicing. He used all the moves he had learned about the Flying Dragon Splitting Air Palm on his opponent.
"Brother, be careful, try my swimming dragon-Double Dragon Palm!"
As he spoke, Yi Xifeng disappeared two feet to the left of the man and appeared in front of him the next moment.
The boy's palms overlap to form a calyx shape. The calyx-shaped hands are placed on the waist, the legs are slightly squatted in a lunge, and then the force is accumulated.
"not good!"
As soon as Zhu Laosan saw the opponent's posture of accumulating energy, he knew that the situation was not good. He quickly crossed his arms to protect his vital points.
"boom!"
The man responded and was blown out of the ring.
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As the referee of the mountain patrol team, he nodded slightly to Yi Xifeng and announced the end of the game.
The fair boy touched the tip of his nose sheepishly. He understood the referee's look.
Maybe Zhu Laosan still doesn't know the depth of the young man's skills, but as the referees of the mountain patrol members, each of them is a strong man in the knight realm, so they naturally know the strength gap between the two sides.
For low-level warriors like Yi Xifeng, there are basically no secrets in front of warriors who have truly set foot on the third level and the twelfth level.
The look in the mountain ranger's eyes just reminded him that if he wanted to practice martial arts, he could use his moves, but this was a martial arts competition, so it shouldn't be too trivial.
The man surnamed Zhu got up from the ground at this time. He thought that he might be seriously injured, but after moving around, he found that it was only a minor injury that shocked his internal organs.
At this point, no matter how honest and stupid he is, he understands that the young man in front of him didn't use his inner energy at all just now, and that the opponent's strength is indeed much higher than his own.
Thinking of this, Zhu Laosan couldn't help but feel a little resentful. Thinking of the big words he had said before, even his dark complexion could not hide his red face.
"Brother, I accept it!" Yi Xifeng stood at the edge of the ring and said sincerely to Zhu Laosan.
"I, Lao Zhu, am a real person, but I am not as good as others in terms of skills. I will be convinced if I lose!"
Zhu Laosan was also open-minded. He bowed his hand to the young man, saluted the mountain ranger who was the referee, and then retreated into the crowd——
Dividing line--
Yinren Village, Presbyterian Church.
Lin Hengshan was still sitting on the ebony Taishi chair in the middle as usual, but at this time, besides him, there was another person present.
He is one of the founders of the "Rate List" and the intelligence chief of Yinren Village, Zhao Yunming.
"General, the martial arts competition is going on as planned." Zhao Yunming bowed and saluted.
"What's going on over there in Luoye City?" Lin Hengshan took a sip of tea without raising his eyes to look at the other party.
"Ji Shen has sent a caravan to help, and it is now stationed near the Chunfeng River to the west of the village."
The tall, thin middle-aged man casually found a chair and sat down and replied.
"Very honest?" Lin Hengshan glanced at Zhao Yunming and asked.
Zhao Yunming picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, smacked his mouth and said, "You are dishonest, some of them will die."
The leader of the old man did not express his views on this matter, and then asked: "How many villages are around?"
The tall, thin middle-aged man put down his cup and said with a smile: "There are two or three kittens and puppies. They can't escape Chengtao's grasp."
There was another moment of silence. Zhao Yunming drank the tea in his cup and stood up to leave. Before leaving, he turned around and said:
"I've seen those kids, they're really good. Do you still insist on letting them participate in this matter?"
Lin Hengshan sighed softly: "They are not young anymore. We don't have much time. Let's act as planned."
"As ordered, I will let people from the mountain patrol team be the referees for these group matches. They should be able to protect them."
After that, Zhao Yunming left the lobby, leaving only the old man Lin Hengshan sitting on the ebony Taishi chair.
After a long time, a sigh sounded, and the old man murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "The hatred between the country and the family, the love between children..."