Lu Menglin's words made Ba Shengrong speechless, while the other two Gang Jin martial artists behind him listened to it with uncertain eyes, as if they were really moved.

Before the fight, the fight is to shake the opponent's will and destroy the inner balance, and once the heart is messed up, the kung fu will be discounted.

Ba Shengrong knew that if he let that kid continue to speak, his mentality would be shaken, so he glared at the bull's eye and yelled: "It's useless to talk more, see how I beat you to death!"

After saying that, Ba Shengrong sank his shoulders and rushed towards Lu Menglin like an old cow plowing the land.

He rushed with a bow, fierce, with an invincible behemoth, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Lu Menglin.

Lu Menglin didn't avoid it, he still pulled his fist away, and a cannon-shaped fist blasted straight out.

Who knew that Ba Shengrong suddenly stepped forward, and the whole person seemed to rise sharply, like a giant bear standing upright in front of people, and his momentum skyrocketed.

Lu Menglin only felt that it was dark in front of him, and even the light was mostly blocked, which showed that the other party's momentum was enough, and there was a feeling of covering the sky and the sun.

In the face of the cannon fist bombarding his chest, Ba Shengrong did not dodge, but straightened his chest, opened his arms, and slapped Lu Menglin's head on both sides like a bear's paw.

His move seems to be a lose-lose play, but it is not.

Lu Menglin's body was extremely sensitive, and as soon as his mind moved slightly, he had already sensed that the qi and blood in the other party's body were surging, and the body's defense had reached its peak.

Even if his fist hit the opponent's chest, at most it would only hurt but not die, but if the opponent's two slaps like an old bear slapped him, he was afraid that his head would be flattened under the explosion of strength.

At this moment, Ba Shengrong is using the bear-shaped fighting style in Xingyi Boxing, his body is full of qi and blood, his body is like a giant bear, his defense is extremely high, and he is very durable.

Between the lightning and flint, Lu Menglin turned his fist into a palm, and his body suddenly sank downward, and the tip of his palm was like a knife blade, slashing towards Ba Shengrong's lower abdomen dantian.

He changed from a cannon fist to a split fist, and there was a hint of Wing Chun's iron finger punch, concentrating on the opponent's weakness while avoiding the fierce blow.

Ba Shengrong is a famous Xingyi boxer who has been famous for many years, and he knows Xingyi Five Elements Boxing well, Lu Menglin's change is not unfamiliar to him, and it is expected.

In an instant, Ba Shengrong twisted the bear body slightly, and while taking a deep breath, the strength of his palms changed from rigid to soft, becoming without the slightest sound of wind, and gently pressed on Lu Menglin's shoulder.

He inhaled this breath into his abdomen, and immediately caused the entire abdominal cavity to sink inward, just avoiding Lu Menglin's iron fingers, making his moves old, and all his strength was in the air.

And his palms turned into softness, and fell silently, which was to use the snake-shaped mind on the palms, and a pair of palms were slapped out with the strength of the snake, which seemed to be weak and silent, as long as it was glued to the other party's shoulders, it would immediately show its fangs and choose people to devour.

Lu Menglin's shoulders were cold at the same time, and before the other party's killing move came, his skin had already sensed the stimulation of the qi first, and his strength came out through his shoulders.

Smack!

Ba Shengrong's palms patted Lu Menglin's shoulders, and before his fingertips could be transformed into snake tooth hooks, he had already sensed the strength of the other party's shoulders, and the fingertips were stagnant, and the next changes could not be used.

At this time, Lu Menglin seized the opportunity and first tilted his head back as if he was dying

The neck was suddenly stretched to the maximum, and then it was pressed against Ba Shengrong's chest all at once.

Boom! Ba Shengrong was beaten by this hammer and took two steps back, his body swayed, and his blood was churning.

"Chicken-shaped head hit?" four words popped out of Ba Shengrong's teeth.

He is the great master of Xingyi Boxing, and he knows the changes in the twelve styles of Xingyi in his chest, and the blow just now is a change in the chicken shape.

However, although the strength of this hammer was not bad, it did not use its strength, so Ba Shengrong was only beaten back a few steps and was not injured.

"Your strength has really reached your shoulders! I want to see how much you have practiced!" Ba Shengrong roared loudly and pounced again.

This time, Ba Shengrong took the shape of a tiger, and the whole person was like a big tiger, extremely fierce, and his movements were extremely fast, and he was close in the blink of an eye.

Because he has already seen that although this young man's strength is powerful, he has not practiced kung fu at home, and he can definitely win in terms of trick changes.

The tiger-shaped fist is the heaviest momentum, a pounce, a bite, a cut of the tiger's tail, and the enemy will be separated from life and death within a few moves.

Tiger Fist is not good at fighting for a long time, but the first few blows are fierce and fast, and few people can block it.

Lu Menglin is not proficient in the Xingyi Twelve Styles, he just learned some from the Xingyi Boxing Book like a cat and a tiger, and it is okay to beat ordinary people, and when he meets the great master of Xingyi in front of him, he is immediately dwarfed.

Facing Ba Shengrong's tiger-shaped attack, Lu Menglin knew that he had to temporarily avoid his front, and it would be easy to deal with it if he avoided the tiger-shaped momentum, so he carried the pile skill of the Eight Che Shi Taijiao, and retreated again and again under his feet, and played a horizontal punch in the Five Elements Fist in his hand, locking Hengjiang with iron to block the opponent's offensive.

Ba Shengrong pounced three times in a row, but he was avoided by Lu Menglin with a pile skill, which provoked him to be ferocious, and he yelled in his mouth: "Good pile skill!"

After that, Ba Shengrong's tiger body twisted, and he really looked like a big tiger, stepping on the ground on all fours, lying on the ground, and a pair of tiger eyes glared at Lu Menglin fiercely.

Suddenly, Ba Shengrong rushed towards Lu Menglin, a pair of arms like tiger claws, and the tiger was full of wind, and all the moves were attacking the opponent's next plate.

He wanted to break up Lu Menglin's pile skills, so that the opponent would lose his speed and couldn't dodge.

Lu Menglin took four steps back, he knew that there was a cliff behind him, and if he was forced to retreat again, it was estimated that he would follow in the footsteps of the person just now and fall.

Therefore, after Lu Menglin retreated to the fourth step, he suddenly sank his body, with his left leg in front and his back foot behind, and the whole person was pulled into a bow.

This is a lunge, and it is also the simplest and most subtle horse step among the pile skills taught to Lu Menglin by the Eight Che Master.

At this moment, when Lu Menglin pulled out the lunge, the whole person seemed to be riding on horseback, the center of gravity fluctuated slightly, and the qi and blood around his body also fluctuated, like waves.

The next moment, Ba Shengrong's tiger claw also happened to be photographed in front of him.

Lu Menglin lifted his body, and the entire front half of his body rose from the ground, as if a horse was frightened and raised its front hooves.

It looked like a big movement, but in fact it was only his upper body that moved, and his legs were still firmly pinned to the ground.

This is also a kind of clever realm in Xingyi Boxing, the intention does not move, and the mind creates momentum, so that the other party has a wrong judgment.

Ba Shengrong's claws broke through the air, but it turned out to be empty.

In an instant, he already knew that his opponent wanted to break the tiger form in the form of a horse.

"Can it be broken?" Ba Shengrong shouted, kicked his legs hard, and also supported his body, his body was tall, and he pulled out his chest with a claw.

Although the horse shape is powerful and fast, Ba Shengrong does not think that it is enough to break the tiger fist style.

The tiger is the king of beasts, and the horse is only the prey in its mouth, at most it can only be regarded as a difficult prey to deal with, not a natural enemy.

And he knows too much about Xingyi Quan and knows all the changes after the horse shape, so the artist is bold and still insists on fighting the enemy in the shape of a tiger.

If the boxing move he used just now was to take the artistic conception of the tiger in the forest, then now his flying body jump, taking the artistic conception of the jumping tiger, the pounce is more ferocious, and there is a momentum of success.

Seeing that the other party suddenly pounced in front of him, Lu Menglin leaned back slightly, as if he was startled, and his face looked a little flustered.

How could the horse not panic when he was pounced on by a tiger?

At this moment, Ba Shengrong's tiger claw had already reached his chest.

And in this digging, Ba Shengrong also implied three changes in his claws.

He knew that the other party had practiced Gang Jin to his chest nine times out of ten, so he didn't plan to hit Gang Jin directly, but was ready to use his finger strength to condense it on his fingertips, and as long as he touched his body, he would tear off a large piece of flesh on the opponent's chest, he wanted to make the other party lose his fighting spirit, and even his physical strength continued to lose.

Seeing that Ba Shengrong's fingertips were about to touch Lu Menglin's chest, the finger wind that shot out from between his five fingers had already pressed his clothes into five clear dents.

At this moment, Lu Menglin leaned slightly to the side, stretched his elbows and arms, twisted his waist and sank down, and made a rattling sound from his back and spine, like fried beans.

Immediately after, Lu Menglin straightened his chest, swung his left arm, and shot his fist between Ba Shengrong's claws like an arrow.

At this moment, this pair of tiger claws pulled out of the air is the strongest place of the opponent's attack, and in Lu Menglin's eyes, it is also where the weakness of the tiger shape lies.

The difference between strong and weak is at the moment when strength and weakness are transformed.

This punch broke through the air, and the fist actually pulled out a white mark in the transparent air.

Because this is a type of arrow fist played by Lu Menglin with his own spine as a bow, with the strength in his body as a string, and his fist as an arrow.

Moreover, this type of arrow fist is still built on a horse-shaped shelf, condescending, and the action is extremely resolute, just like the allusion of the ancient famous general "Li Guang shooting stone".

Legend has it that when the famous general Li Guang was patrolling the border in a certain time, because the sky was dark, he suddenly saw a tiger lying in the grass, making a pounce on people, and the flying general Li Guang resolutely pulled his bow and fired arrows, and shot an arrow with all his strength.

As a result, it was found that it was not a tiger, but a lying stone shaped like a tiger, and General Li Guang's arrow was deep into the stone and could not be pulled out, which shows that the power of this arrow is so great that it is rare in the world.

Of course, it is not only the strength of the bow, but also the impatience of the flying general Li Guang, that when encountering the enemy, it is like burning his body, and when a person is in a hurry, he will burst out the heat in his body and hit Gang Jin, and that arrow already has the intention of Gang Jin, so he can pierce the stone with an arrow.

And the punch that Lu Menglin improvised at the moment was not a five-element cannon fist, and it did not have the bombardment power of artillery power, but it had the urgency of General Fei to bend his bow and shoot the tiger, and the power was only strong and not weak, and it was extremely fast.

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