Uh... Because of his insufficient height, although the little bear cub had already lifted his side kick over his head, he still couldn't kick Ma Qianxiao, but landed between his legs with great accuracy.
"Um..." Ma Qianxiao's old face froze, and the long sword fell to the ground with a clang. He covered his lower abdomen and arched his body like a shrimp, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.
"Ah...beat!" The little bear cub tilted his body, flipped in an extremely strange position, and kicked Ma Qianxiao's face with his other foot. The latter was arching like a shrimp, its
Height is barely enough.
"Ao..." Ma Qianxiao took a cold breath and let out another shrill scream.
"Ah...ah...ah...ah..." Then, the little bear cub screamed in a row, and his short arms and legs fell on Ma Qianxiao like a storm.
Its movements are so weird, like drunken wine, but it has a wonderful beauty that looks so harmonious.
Everyone around was stunned: Could it be that it used the Drunken Fist, but is Drunken Fist really so powerful? It can actually beat a master of the Ninth-grade Tiansheng master like this? Wuji Shengtian has many combat skills, and Drunken
Fist is also one of them, but usually only low-level saints can practice it. As their cultivation level gradually improves, saints will choose more exquisite combat skills and holy methods to practice it. In their impression, Drunken Fist is fundamental.
It's not as powerful as that, right?
Gu Fenghua and Luo Enen also looked dull. They had long seen that the little bear cub used not the drunken fist, but the boxing techniques they practiced during the past exchanges. I remember that the little bear cub followed them at that time.
I followed the example, but I had to not take it. I either tripped my left foot and fell to the sky, or I was not careful and punched my face, making them laugh back and forth. But I didn't expect that time had changed,
The little guy actually relied on those boxing techniques to comprehend such a powerful set of "drunk fists".
Looking at Ma Qianxiao, who had been beaten into a pig's head by a bear cub and was tilted like a thin willow in the wind, Gu Fenghua and others couldn't help but sigh: It turns out that pandas know how to kung fu, and even the Heavenly Saint can't stop it!
Well, although I already know the true origin of the little bear cub eating iron beast, from the romantic books brought back by Gu Fenghua and his brothers from some unknown place, they knew its other name and also liked it more.
.It's more appropriate and cute, right?
"Ah...beat!" Finally, with another side kick from the panda cub, Ma Qianxiao flew out with his nose bleeding.
Bang, Ma Qianxiao flew five feet away before hitting heavily on the ground. He got up and wiped his nose bleeding, but he no longer rushed to take action.
After this beaten beaten, he finally recovered completely. He knew that his injuries had not healed at this time and his blood was not calmed down. He was no match for the iron-eating beast. More importantly, Gu Fenghua and others had not taken action yet.
If they waited for their actions, they would probably not even have a chance to escape.
"For the sake of Yidao Academy and Ku Zen Buddhism, let you go for the time being. If I meet you next time, you will not be so lucky." Although his face had been completely forgotten, Ma Qianxiao still covered his ears and stole the bell.
He put some gold on his face. After saying this, he flew up and fled to the distance.