Chapter 37 You are not worthy of being my opponent!
Immediately afterwards, Gu Jianfeng, Long Aotian and others also rushed over. Long Geyue ran to Long Aotian's side, took grandpa's arm, frowned coquettishly and said: "Grandpa, what are you doing with brother Jun?"
Fighting?"
"It's just an ordinary sparring competition. It's normal for martial arts practitioners." Long Aotian said calmly.
Gu Jianfeng said with a smile: "This is Ji Shuan, the current member of the Yanlong Brigade. He has practiced martial arts to the bright realm at the age of twenty-eight. Now he has first glimpsed the door of dark power."
"Hmph, Ah Jun is my personal guard. He has been with me for many years. I have trained him since he was a child and he has won the title of King of Soldiers in the army three times. Could it be that he is afraid of others?" Long Aotian snorted softly, refusing to show weakness.
Long Geyue looked helpless. Although the old man held a high position, he had a strong temper. Especially with his old enemy, the old man, he would definitely have to decide the outcome.
As they were talking, Jun Ge and Ji Suan were already fighting each other, with their movements wide open and wide, each punch and kick making a strong sound. If an ordinary person had been punched and kicked, they would have been shattered to pieces on the spot.
The strong wind blowing on the two of them caused the willows on the lakeside to float, and the waves on the lakeside rippled in circles.
Zhuo Bufan took a look and shook his head. Although both of them had true energy in their bodies, the amount of true energy was too small. They had not yet reached the stage where the true energy could leave the body, exhale to kill people, and catch the wind as a sword.
The true energy in the body is still running through the meridians. "It turns out that this is the Ming state in martial arts. After the muscles and bones have been trained to a great extent, it looks the same as during the Qi training period, but the true energy cannot be moved outside the body. Although you cannot use spells during the Qi training period,
It has magical powers, but the spiritual energy in the body can be exported from the body, and the quality is not comparable to the martial arts true energy."
"The extremely calculated martial arts has reached the peak of Mingjing, and the concrete dark power is only one step away." Gu Jianfeng showed a proud look on his face.
Long Aotian frowned, snorted coldly and stopped talking. Long Geyue took her grandfather's arm and curled her lips and said, "Brother Jun hasn't lost yet. Is that guy even better than Brother Jun?"
When masters compete with each other, it would seem to ordinary people that the two of them are equally matched, but only those who have reached a certain level of martial arts can see that the extremely calculated martial arts is faintly superior to Brother Jun, and it is ridiculous for the masters to miss a single move.
Thousands of miles.
The winner had actually been decided long ago. Everything was a matter of time. Sure enough, Brother Jun was caught in the flaw and was kicked in the arm by Jishu. He stumbled back seven or eight steps before regaining his balance.
"If you could have used your strength on your arms just now, you wouldn't have suffered a loss!" Zhuo Bufan put one hand behind his back, shook his head and said calmly.
His voice was originally very low, but martial arts practitioners have keen ears and eyes, and the lakeside was very quiet. When Brother Jun heard what he said, he clenched his fists, glared at him fiercely and blamed him for talking too much, and then continued to fight with Jisuan.
together.
"This move would be perfect if the back of the Eight Diagrams Backer was stronger and lighter." Zhuo Bufan continued to taste.
In his previous life, Zhuo Bufan was obsessed with martial arts novels, and later read a lot of martial arts such as Chinese martial arts. However, at that time, he encountered a family crisis, was emotionally frustrated, and lived in confusion all day long. How could he have the leisure to study Chinese martial arts? Besides, Chinese martial arts is not as sophisticated as it has been for decades.
Without the skill or the guidance of experts, you can’t even touch the threshold.
Later, he followed his master to practice in the starry sky. When he became interested, he looked at martial arts like a doctoral student looking at elementary school mathematics olympiads. It was easy to understand thoroughly. He even did his own research and improved a lot. However, after practicing, his magic power can destroy the world.
The earth, the planet, and the national arts are of no use to him at all.
"Noisy!" Brother Jun frowned and glared at Zhuo Bufan. Just now he used Bagua Backer, but instead of overthrowing Jishuang, the other party took the upper hand.
"Bang!" Jisuan seized the moment and punched Brother Jun on the shoulder. Brother Jun fell back again, a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth and he covered his shoulder, his face became ugly.
Brother Jun grabbed his fist, with fighting spirit burning in his eyes. He was about to continue going up, but was stopped by Long Aotian. He sighed and said: "Forget it, Jun. The opponent is indeed a master among masters. You won't be the same if you go up again."
His opponent."
"I'm sorry, Chief." Brother Jun lowered his fists and said guiltily.
"Winning or losing is a common thing for military strategists." Long Aotian said calmly.
But Gu Jianfeng burst into laughter, "Old Gu, look at the talents I have trained. If you don't have two skills, how dare you take the position of captain of the Yanlong Brigade."
"Chief Long, Master Jun, I'm offended." Jisuan stood on the spot and cupped his hands.
Long Aotian looked at him and muttered: "You are in your early thirties this year. You should be able to break through An Jin in two years. It is not impossible to become a Huajin Grandmaster in the future."
"Chief, I still have a long way to go, and the military commander's martial arts are not bad either." Jisuan seemed humble, but in fact his tone showed pride and smugness.
There are many martial arts practitioners in China, especially in the army. Those who can become masters of Huajin will at least have the rank of major general in the future, and their future is limitless.
The military commander gritted his steel teeth and snorted coldly: "If someone hadn't pointed out the situation just now, I might not have been at a disadvantage to you."
The person who randomly pointed out the country in his words was naturally referring to Zhuo Bufan. Gu Jianfeng saw that he was regarded as a miracle doctor at a young age, and even Chinese medicine masters like Zuo Lao respected him, so he said with some interest: "This young man
, I just heard your comment, do you also have insights into Chinese martial arts in addition to medical skills?"
"We can't talk about it, just talking casually." Zhuo Bufan said calmly.
"Just talking casually, isn't it just talking on paper? What you said is clear and logical, how can you do it yourself?" Brother Jun said unconvinced.
It's like some people say what they say is sound and reasonable, but in fact they don't know anything. In his eyes, Zhuo Bufan is this kind of person.
In fact, what he said just now was very accurate and he also thought about it in his mind. If A Jun could really do what Zhuo Bufan said just now, he would never defeat A Jun so quickly. "This little brother, otherwise you have to fight with me."
Come on, let me learn a lesson?"
"You are already a member of the Yanlong Brigade, are you bullying my classmate by doing this?" Long Geyue said dissatisfied. Everyone has seen that Jisuan's martial arts is very high. Even if Zhuo Bufan knows a little martial arts, everyone admits that he is the only one with medical skills.
, a seventeen-year-old boy, no matter how powerful his martial arts is, how powerful can he be?
Jisuan smiled and said: "I just think what this little classmate just said makes sense. He must be good at martial arts. I will be careful not to hurt him."
Long Aotian frowned and shook his head. Martial arts are different from medical skills. Even if martial arts has powerful mental skills and expert assistance, it still needs time to practice and accumulate. There is never a quick way to learn martial arts.
Zhuo Bufan looked at Ji Ji without saying a word. A Jun thought he was scared. He was still arrogantly pointing out the country just now and snorted disdainfully.
Gu Jianfeng also felt that he had won. Zhuo Bufan was the guest invited by Long Aotian. He did not want to ruin his old friend's face. He said calmly: "In the end, you should not bully the small with the big."
"You are not worthy of being my opponent at all." Zhuo Bufan looked at Jisuan calmly and said in a calm tone, his voice falling into everyone's ears like thunder. (To be continued)