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"What do these foreign devils want to do?"

Qingyang said in a low voice.

Wang Cheng was also full of solemnity: "What else can you do, play on the field, this person is a master." ”

Qingyang looked at Philip who was walking towards the field, this person was very strong, and the physique of Westerners was generally stronger than that of Easterners, which was an innate advantage, and he looked one size bigger than Aoki.

However, Philip is not only physically strong, but also well-proportioned, which is rare in the West. Many Western martial arts masters specialize in muscles, which are bulging muscles with ups and downs, but in fact, most of them don't work, just look scary, and instead become a burden because of the added weight.

The muscles on Philip's body are not so scary, but they are very well-proportioned, indicating that his muscles are very reasonable, they are all accumulated little by little, not born by injections, they can be used, and the explosive power will be amazing.

"This person is a master? How can you tell it? Even if he is a master, he shouldn't be Aoki's opponent, right?

Qingyang said worriedly, at the critical moment, even if there are some small contradictions with Aoki, he still hopes that Aoki can win, which is instinctive national self-esteem.

Wang Cheng shook his head slightly: "I don't know!" It's just intuition, he seems to be able to sense the strong qi and blood aura on Philip's body, but he can't be sure, because he hasn't had such an intuition before.

In the field, Aoki was also slightly stunned, but he didn't expect another one to come up, and glanced at the master Changhe Daochang, and saw that the Taoist was expressionless, and Philip was also younger than Moss just now, about thirty years old, and there was a majesty in his body, which made Aoki vigilant in his heart.

"Please advise!"

Aoki still did the etiquette completely.

Philip also clenched his fists and spoke in broken Chinese: "Please, point, teach." ”

Aoki sinks his knees and poses a prancing horse pile, this pile method is a moving pile, which exercises the bouncing power and the instantaneous explosion ability of the legs, such as a war horse jumping, and at the same time can also aggravate the lower plate, more calm.

Philip, like Moss, takes the initiative to attack, but his movements are faster than Moss, his steps are more rhythmic, his feet alternate back and forth, and he always maintains the shape of a cross, which is a very clever footwork.

It is said that Western martial arts is something simple such as boxing and free fighting that relies solely on the body's reflexes, but in fact it is not, and the West also has a tradition of martial arts.

Cross religion is also a religion that has been inherited for thousands of years, and it has risen in the dark Europe of that year, and now it has become the world's largest religion, and it definitely has its own heritage and strength, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the ruler of half the world.

"Philip is a loyal warrior under our lord, with the title of knight. ”

Cardinal Charlie said to the chief from the sidelines.

Daoist Changxu smiled awkwardly: "The Cross Sect really lives up to its reputation. ”

Minister Zhao was dissatisfied, but he still smiled far-fetchedly, didn't speak, and glanced at the Changhe Taoist next to him, he had heard that there was a veteran master in the Tibetan Ding Temple, but he didn't know who it was, because the identity of the other party was a state secret, guessing whether it was the old Taoist priest with short silver hair in front of him, if so, then he had to pay attention to what he said.

In the Crucifixion, it is not simple to have a knight's title, a knight's title cannot be hereditary, and must rely on one's own strength to obtain it, that is, Charley said that loyal warriors, loyalty and strength are indispensable.

The two in the field have already fought each other.

Philip can get the knight title, in the West, the strength is absolutely not weak, rushing up extremely fast, both fists together, wrists intersecting, also like a cross, this is like a two-handed parrying action, but the impact is also extremely strong, both hands borrow each other's strength, the momentum is strong, both offensive and defensive.

Aoki is the actual combat boxing method of Wusheng Mountain, the Jiuyuan boxing method, which is the boxing method inherited by the Tibetan Dingguan for thousands of years, but because it is still a Taoist boxing method, it is still based on health preservation, and it is mainly based on consolidating the foundation and cultivating the yuan.

Bang bang!

The two of them intersected their fists, and there was a muffled sound, Philip was strong and did not move at all, but Aoki took a small step back, and in the eyes of experts, he was immediately distinguished.

The face of the chief of the long crane road is not good-looking.

"Hey, Wusheng Mountain has declined, there are more than a hundred, and there is not a single first-class top master. ”

Changhe Dao Chang shook his head, it seems that he is going to lose face today, Aoki is already the most powerful one among these hundreds of people, he was taught the Nine Yuan Boxing Method last year, but he is still not the opponent of that foreign devil, and the other disciples are definitely not opponents, and the name of Wusheng Mountain is going to be defeated in his hands.

It's a pity that this kid Qingyang is a little late!

Changhe Dao Chang turned his head to look at Qingyang, and saw Qingyang and Wang Cheng watching the competition in the field intently, and his eyes stayed on Wang Cheng for a moment, and then he turned back and continued to watch the fight between Aoki and Philip.

Because, the competition between the two in the field is extremely fast, and it has reached a critical moment, and the nine-yuan boxing method is also in the name of nine, not a weak one, but Aoki has not cultivated to a high level, let alone comprehended the essence, otherwise he would have entered the ranks of first-class top masters.

And Philip's boxing is very weird, the pace of his feet is like dancing Yangge, rotating back and forth in a cross, very flexible between square inches, the degree is extremely fast, the boxing method in his hand is also based on double fists, the boxing power is great, and people who are close to the surrounding distance can hear the sound of breaking the sky.

Very strong!

This Philip is only one step away from entering the ranks of first-class masters.

Aoki only fought with him for two moves, and then fell into a disadvantage, and the suppressed continued to retreat, insisting on more than a dozen moves, and finally was suddenly knocked to the ground by Philip's sudden leg skills.

Philip glanced at Aoki smugly and said, "You lost." ”

Aoki's face was dark, knowing that he had embarrassed his master and his master, and his heart was heavy, but he couldn't lose his demeanor, so he hurriedly got up, hugged his fists and said, "Thank you for your advice." ”

Cardinal Charlie smiled and said loudly: "It seems that our Crusader fighting is more powerful, and the Tibetan Dingguan Kung Fu has been inherited for two thousand years, and it is not the opponent of our brave knights." ”

Minister Zhao smiled ugly, and said in a deep voice: "Bishop Charlie's words are a little biased, Tibetan Dingguan is a Taoist school, and martial arts are mainly based on physical fitness, not good at actual combat. ”

Changxu Daoist also nodded in agreement: "Yes, our Tibetan Dingguan martial arts has been inherited for thousands of years, and it is mainly based on health preservation. ”

Moss, who had just been defeated by Aoki's move, had already changed back into his suit and tie, and said mockingly: "Oh? Didn't you just say that your kung fu was inherited from a great general of the Three Kingdoms two thousand years ago?

The Changhe Daoist had not spoken, and at this time he couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "The Martial Saint Fist Method has long been lost, otherwise, how can you be arrogant and presumptuous here?"

Charlie, Moss and the others all looked at Minister Zhao and Changxu Daoist, and Changxu Daoist hurriedly said: "This is my senior brother, and the disciples of Zangdingguan are all learning martial arts from him. ”

Charlie looked at Changhe and said with a smile, "Then you are the best?"

Changhe held his head high and didn't speak, because this was nonsense, if it was fifty years ago, he would have beaten this foreign devil to death with one punch.

"Then you go up and fight Philip, and if you also lose, you have nothing to say, right?"

Charlie said confidently.

Changhe said lightly: "I can defeat him with one move, but I can't win, this is a junior competition, I won't make a move." ”

Before, Changhe shot at Liu Qing, also because he wanted to test the mysterious person of Renhetang, otherwise, he would not have made a casual move at all, in the entire Jiangzhou, except for the old guy from the Yang family, everyone else was his junior, and the reputation of bullying the juniors was not good.

"There you go!"

In the crowd, Wang Cheng suddenly whispered to Qingyang.

Qingyang's face was also full of anger, it was the time of righteous indignation, but he didn't rush forward with a hot head, he saw Philip's strength, Aoki was not an opponent, and he was humiliated in vain when he went up, leaving a talk.

Suddenly hearing Wang Cheng's words, Qingyang turned his head to look at Wang Cheng in astonishment, to determine if he was joking, but seeing that Wang Cheng was full of seriousness, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Wang Cheng, what did you say?"

Qingyang asked suspiciously.

Wang Cheng said in a low voice: "Believe me, wait a minute, I'll give you two injections, so that your strength will be temporarily enhanced, you will go up and fight that foreign devil, remember not to delay time, go up and fight with him, don't compare boxing moves with him, you haven't learned enough, just go straight." ”

Qingyang's face was full of surprise: "You're not kidding, how can you make me increase my strength?"

Qingyang has been practicing martial arts for four or five years, and he has never heard of anything that can make people instantly increase their strength, which is something that only exists in novels.

Wang Cheng took out a cloth bag from his pocket, opened it, and there were a few silver needles inside, which he found in the morning, in Zangdingguan, this thing is very common, Changxu Dao Chang Chang Crane Dao Chang, even Qingsong Taoist priest will have a few medical skills, simple pulse diagnosis and prescription can be, and there are often a few silver needles at home.

"What are you going to do?"

Qingyang's expression was a little frightened, what he was most afraid of was injections.

Wang Cheng took out one and glared at the little Taoist: "Don't move." The little Taoist priest didn't dare to move, Wang Cheng's palm pressed on his back a few times, knocked hard, and said, "How do you feel?"

Qingyang said apprehensively: "It's a little hot!"

That's right!

The silver needle in Wang Cheng's hand was directly pierced into this acupuncture point, Qingyang's body suddenly burst for a while, and he felt a hot current rising, but Wang Cheng's silver needle did not stop, there were three needles in succession, connecting the three big points on the spine, Qingyang felt the boiling heat flow into the blood, and his whole body was restless, and his whole body seemed to be much stronger, and his strength could not be exhausted, his face was flushed, and his breathing became short.

"Go out, fight the foreign devils, you have two minutes, hurry up, otherwise you will be weak in wait, directly cast the tiger down the mountain, pounce over, and stun the foreign devils with one punch!"

Wang Cheng kicked this guy in the ass.

Qingyang was defenseless, he didn't stand still, he was kicked out of the team by Wang Cheng, and stood in front, and the people around him immediately looked at this little Taoist priest who stood up.

Changhe was in a bad mood, suppressing his anger, just now when he was thinking of the little Taoist priest of Qingyang, this kid came out, and suddenly shouted in a deep voice: "Qingyang, what are you doing?

Qingyang is called a grievance in his heart, and it is not for me to come out, Wang Cheng's strength is really not small, and he kicked me out with one kick.

However, feeling the boiling blood in his body, the strength in the muscles of his limbs was clear and abnormal, and one punch seemed to be able to kill a cow, and he was full of confidence in his heart, Qingyang said loudly: "Master, disciple, please fight!" A pair of eyes stared at Charlie and Moss, it was these two foreign devils who insulted my Martial Saint Mountain Martial Arts just now.

Changhe said in a deep voice, "What have you learned from Sleeping Tiger Style?"

Qingyang's tone was stagnant, and he couldn't practice that kung fu at all, okay, who can still practice when he sleeps, but he can't say it, so many people here are watching.

"I can beat him!"

Qingyang pointed to Philip in the field.

Charlie smiled: "Little brother's courage is visible, Philip, you can teach this little brother." ”

Moss shook his head disdainfully: "Zangdingguan is nothing more than this, let a little Taoist go up and be beaten." ”

Changxu Daoist and Minister Zhao both had unsightly faces, and Changxu Daoist gave Qingyang a hard look, telling him to go down and not continue to be embarrassed.

But Qingyang thought of what Wang Cheng said, he only had two minutes to maintain his current state of excess strength, and he would be weak after that, so he didn't wait for the master to agree, and walked directly to Philip with a big stride with a stern face: "Don't worry, master, see how I clean up this foreign devil." ”

Several of Qingyang's peer brothers wanted to stop it, but the elder of the Changhe Dao shook his head, and everyone fell silent.

"Senior Brother Aoki has failed, what else is Qingyang going to do, he was beaten in vain, and he was insulted. ”

"What a stupidity!"

A few little Taoist priests whispered, their eyes angry, and they also had disdain for Qingyang.

Wang Cheng's eyes flashed with confidence, and he was in control.

Vitality, vitality!

Wang Cheng just performed an extremely advanced method of activating vitality on the secret record of vitality, and the three big acupoints on the spine are all acupuncture points on the second vein of Ren Du, which is extremely important, and he is also forced to have no choice, so he will try it on Qingyang, and he can't watch foreign devils show off their might, right?

Moreover, it is impossible for Wang Cheng to go up by himself, he is not an official disciple of Zang Dingguan, and the most important thing is that his strength is not enough, even Qingyang is not as good, it seems that he will have to practice boxing well in the future and enhance his strength to deal with more situations.

Fortunately, it succeeded, if it failed, it would have a bad impact on Qingyang, at least the qi and blood would burn, and the body would be weak for several days, and at the worst, the second pulse of Ren Du would be blocked, and half of the body would be paralyzed.

Bang bang bang!

Qingyang walked over step by step, his steps were unusually calm, every step was sounding, and he said to Philip in a deep voice: "Please advise!"

Changhe looked at Qingyang in amazement, he knew best the changes in Qingyang at this time, his qi and blood were as strong as a rainbow, and his spirit and spirit had reached a kind of sublimation, when did this kid become so powerful?

Philip was Chinese and said one word directly: "Please!" His eyes were contemptuous, he didn't want to say more, he just wanted to quickly defeat this boy who didn't know the height of the sky.

However, the next moment, the contempt in Philip's eyes disappeared.

I saw that Qingyang suddenly roared, his body sank, and it was the tiger who had only learned for a few days to go down the mountain, at this time, his body was full of qi and blood, and his strength was also greatly increased, especially the momentum in his heart was the most, according to Wang Cheng's guidance, he now performed the best move, and the greatest power of one move exploded, defeating the enemy!

The core of this move is to have a tiger in your heart, turn into a tiger, and move forward bravely.

Philip felt a fishy wind blowing in his face, as if he was being targeted by a wild beast, and his muscles tensed.

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