It's drunken boxing, and the martial arts that this young man is good at turned out to be drunken boxing!

Because Wang Yue is not from the rivers and lakes, he is a martial artist in a regular martial arts competition, so he doesn't know the name of this drunkard. But seeing that this young man's martial arts turned out to be drunken boxing, this made him a little vigilant in his heart.

Glancing at the young man in front of him, his eyes were slightly red, and his face was full of cold smiles. The smell of alcohol emanated from his body. Although the feet are shaking, there is a solid basic skill in the faint light.

And drunken boxing, as one of the many boxing techniques in Chinese martial arts, is an extremely difficult to practice, and after practice, it is a powerful martial art. It is characterized by movement and stillness without beginning, impermanence, virtual and real, and natural. If he punches me and I stop it, then his move is a false move. And if he punches me and I don't defend it, then this move will become a real move, and I may be injured by his punch, or even fly out heavily.

And this young man, his drunken boxing has been practiced to the point that he can freely switch between virtual and real, although he stumbles like a drunk, but in fact his playing style is very strict, and he has practiced to the highest level.

And in the next step, all he needs to practice is qi, like Wang Yue, he has to rely on the battle of life and death and the assistance of external forces to break through.

I really didn't expect that before I hit the province, I had already met a grandmaster-level master. Moreover, he is still a grandmaster-level middle master, and it seems that there will be some twists and turns in today's big battle.

"Drunkard, who sent you to kill me?" A pair of brows furrowed slightly, Wang Yue asked.

"You should know who you have offended lately. The drunkard sneered, his eyes were red, his steps were swaying, and he took a gourd from his body and poured it violently.

"Is it Hou Shaofei, the eldest brother of Jincheng?" After thinking about it for a while, Wang Yue came up with a person he had recently offended after returning to Jincheng. Only Hou Shaofei can afford to hire a master like a drunkard.

"Yes. The drunkard sneered.

Listening to the drunkard's words, Wang Yue's brows furrowed even deeper. Grandmaster-level masters are rare, and this Hou Shaofei actually invited a grandmaster-level mid-level master as soon as he made a move, it seems that Li Mingxi was right to ask him Wang Yue for help.

If there was no Wang Yue, this Li family was indeed not Hou Shaofei's opponent.

Since Hou Shaofei had already invited a grandmaster-level master to deal with him, he would definitely not go back empty-handed. He glanced around, only to see Brother Zhu and Xiao Tao and a large group of students looking at him nervously, as well as the owner of the restaurant and some drinkers also held their breath and looked at him.

"How about we go out and fight?" Wang Yue said to the drunkard.

"If you want to fight, fight right here!" Suddenly, the drunkard made a move.

When the drunkard made a move, he rushed towards Wang Yue in a posture that almost fell. And Wang Yue quickly retreated, in order not to affect the innocent, in order not to smash the hotel, his eyes changed and turned around and ran outside the hotel.

"Do you want to run?" snorted, throwing something out of the drunkard's hand.

It was the wine gourd on his body.

When Wang Yue ran out of the hotel, he only heard a gust of wind, and he felt that something was wrapped around his neck. Then he felt his neck tighten, and the whole person was immediately pulled backwards by a huge force.

It was the wine gourd in the drunkard's hand, and it was tied to a red hand-woven rope. When the drunkard threw the gourd at Wang Yue, he wrapped the red hand-braided rope around his neck.

And Wang Yue didn't expect his weapon to have this kind of function, seeing that he was pulled backwards by him, he simply gave up and ran away outside the hotel. Although his strength is above that of an alcoholic, it is only his internal strength that is above him. And the drunkard's superb boxing skills can completely make up for the gap between the two of them. If he keeps backing down, I'm afraid he'll have to fold here today.

Thinking of this, he immediately rushed towards him with the strength of the drunkard. Letting the hand-woven rope still wrap around his neck, he saw a punch from the drunkard, and struck at him with a single punch.

"Let's go!"

With this punch, Wang Yue used seventy percent of his strength. When his fist hit the drunkard's fist, the drunkard's punch suddenly turned into a false move, and he quickly withdrew his fist backwards.

Not good!

He screamed in his heart that something was wrong, and he saw the drunkard come to him with his other hand holding the rope. This is the subtlety of his martial arts, his fists can change back and forth between the virtual and the real. If he had just punched himself, he would have immediately used his dark power to injure himself in an instant. And if he can't hurt himself with that punch, he can dodge his edge, turn that punch into a false move, and use another punch to hit him.

False and real, real and false, this enemy is so difficult to deal with.

However, Wang Yue is not easy to get along with. As soon as he threw his fist, he raised his other hand to block, and then swept at him with a kick.

"Hehe!" At this moment, the drunkard let out a sneer. I only saw him retreat quickly with a pair of feet, and the whole person almost fell on Wang Yue's body. When he dodged Wang Yue's kick, the whole person simply lay on the ground. Then he rolled on the ground, raised his head and punched Wang Yue's.

"Despicable!"

Seeing the punch from the drunkard, Wang Yue immediately clamped his legs and shrank the lower three roads back. However, at this moment, the drunkard's hand was still holding the rope around Wang Yue's neck. Just like that, Wang Yue only felt a huge force and couldn't help leaning down. If he stiffens his neck and insists, there is a good chance that his neck will be pulled off by his rope. He simply threw himself down at him, and then slammed his fists at him.

"Boy, you want to hit me?" the drunkard laughed, suddenly putting a foot against his chest.

At the moment of "..................", Wang Yue only felt that the rope wrapped around his neck was tighter, and his face turned red. And the drunkard put one foot against his chest so that he could not hit him, and with a wicked smile on his face, he pulled the rope in his hand tighter.

"Just by you, you want to trick me?" only felt that it was difficult to breathe, and Wang Yue's face became even redder. His voice was difficult, and he hated the drunkard's fickle tricks.

Since he couldn't hit him with his foot against his chest, he simply pulled his rope off!

Gritting his teeth, Wang Yue suddenly let out a loud roar and slowly pushed his neck up. I only heard the rattling sound of the rope braided by the hand, and Wang Yue's neck was also strangled with a deep blood mark.

However, Wang Yue still gritted his teeth and persevered, slowly pushing up his neck.

With a rattle, I saw that the hand-braided rope was pulled tighter and was about to break. The drunkard was frightened, thinking that this was also an outlaw who would fight and die.

And he also saw the strength of this Wang Yue, although this Wang Yue didn't seem to know any subtle martial arts, but his strength was definitely not below him. If he is allowed to pull the rope hard, then the outcome of the next fight will be unpredictable.

Simply take advantage of the trick first.

Thinking of this, the drunkard suddenly tensed the muscles in his arm and pulled the rope down again. And at this moment, the hand-braided rope was almost about to break, and his right foot suddenly pushed Wang Yue backwards, directly throwing Wang Yue out of the air.

With a pop, when Wang Yue's body flew out, he directly smashed a table. And when Wang Yue just landed, he grabbed a fragment of a plate and cut it fiercely at the rope around his neck.

The competition is like a game, and the drunkard has long guessed that Wang Yue is going to cut the rope. Without waiting for Wang Yue to get up, the drunkard shook his body and rushed directly towards Wang Yue.

"Get out!" At this moment, Wang Yue finally became angry. Picking up a table leg, Wang Yue swung it at the drunkard.

And the drunkard was not afraid when he saw Wang Yue's swinging table legs, he tilted his body to avoid the table legs, and then turned sideways and smashed Wang Yue with his elbow, "Lan Caihe, just mention the toast and stop the waist!"

With a pop, he fell to Wang Yue hard, and his elbow smashed into his ribs.

"Ah!" was smashed hard by him, and Wang Yue suddenly couldn't help but let out a roar of pain.

Since returning to Jincheng, this is the first time he has suffered a loss.

"Zhang Guolao, drunk toss a glass and kicks a chain. Lying on Wang Yue's body, he took out a wine gourd and took a sip of liquor, and the drunkard suddenly rolled to the side, and then kicked Wang Yue more than a dozen times in a row. When the last kick came out, he directly kicked Wang Yue out of the ground and knocked down rows of tables.

However, the drunkard did not just let him go. Instead, he ran a few steps quickly, grabbed the clothes on Wang Yue's chest and picked him up, and then fell heavily on him, so that Wang Yue couldn't help but take a step back, and fell down again, causing Wang Yue to take a step back again. When Wang Yue took seven or eight steps back in a row, he suddenly pinched his hand in the shape of a cup, and directly hit Wang Yue's chest.

"Han Zhongli, stumble and hold on to your heart!"

This hand directly gathered ninety percent of the strength of the drunkard. When he sent out the dark energy and hit Wang Yue's chest directly, a red light directly emanated from his hand.

And Wang Yue, even if he is a grandmaster-level master, he is always flesh and blood. How could he have eaten this trick, and flew out directly from his mouth with blood spitting out.

When, Wang Yue spat out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily on a table, which was instantly smashed to pieces. Then, he fell to the ground, and a shelf next to him lost its balance, and it weighed heavily on him.

Seeing that Wang Yue was pressed under the shelves without a sound, the drunkard directly picked up the wine gourd and poured a sip of liquor. Then, he burped loudly and sneered and said, "It's not good to eat my three moves, it seems that the bodyguard newly recruited by the Li family is nothing more than that." ”

"Brother Yue!" Brother Pig couldn't help but let out a loud roar.

Suddenly, the shelf flew out with a thud. Then, Wang Yue's eyes emitted black light and got up from the ground.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wang Yue looked at the drunkard coldly and said, "If I am defeated by you in only three moves, I, Wang Yue, am afraid that I will not be able to afford the title of grandmaster-level master." ”

"Can you still fight?" the drunkard poured a sip of liquor, his eyes startled.

"Hehe............" With a sneer, Wang Yue tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of bloody foam to the side. Then, as he walked towards the drunkard, he said, "My family is ordinary, and I can't afford to hire a peerless master as my teacher. I didn't learn the subtle martial arts, but I didn't give up. Because I believe that as long as I persist on this road, as long as I work this road. Even the most superficial martial arts, I can also practice the strongest martial arts. ”

"As long as I persevere, I don't give up on my dreams. Even if the gods of heaven stand in my way, I will knock him down with one punch!"

"Regardless of your thousands of exquisite martial arts, I have a pair of iron fists. ”

"Your trick is over, now it's time for me to make a move!" Suddenly, Wang Yue's eyes became sharp.

"This is ................." Seeing Wang Yue's luck, the drunkard's eyes gradually changed.

"Taizu long fist, one punch shakes the rivers and mountains!" A loud roar suddenly emanated from Wang Yue's body. When Wang Yue punched the drunkard fiercely, a black dragon seemed to appear from the thick black aura emanating from his body.

The black dragon tightly wrapped around Wang Yue's body and let out a loud roar at the drunkard.

When the dragon roared at the drunkard, and rushed at the drunkard, the drunkard's eyes gradually became glazed.............

Is this the power of the most superficial martial arts...............