"Dragon Fist!"

Lin Qi's eyes also flashed with an amber halo, overflowing with bloodthirsty light, his expression was moved, almost devouring Wang Cheng, and said lightly: "Dragon slaying is also my favorite." Wang Cheng, take the call. ”

"Hmph, it's not certain who slaughters whom!"

Wang Cheng snorted coldly, his eyes also flashed with indifference, obviously he also had the intention to defeat the other party, so as to increase the true meaning of his dragon-shaped fist technique, and accumulate the artistic conception of the fist technique in his heart!

The last time he defeated the dragon shaped fist of the Zhao family, he gained a lot, and if he could defeat the condensed tiger fist of Ning Gang this time, the harvest would definitely be even greater.

Rise......

A dragon roar rose up.

Wang Cheng chose to take the initiative this time, which is also his consistent style. Before the words fell, he just stepped out in one step, and the second step of the god elephant step. I saw that his kick directly stepped out of a small pit on the ground, and a punch roared, and the breath around his body surged, circulating up and down his body, and vaguely almost condensed the image of a real dragon.

However, in the end, it is still a little bit worse, and this point is also the biggest gap. Otherwise, Wang Cheng might directly condense the power of the true dragon, as strong as the power of a tiger. But he himself knew that he was still some distance away from the power of the true dragon, after all, he hadn't comprehended much of the true intent of the dragon form in his heart.

A dragon fist attacked.

Lin Qi did not show weakness, and once again made a move of tiger fist and Wang Cheng to fight hard. In the sound of the tiger's roar, he himself also let out a low roar to cooperate, and the sound and the tiger's roar merged into one, regardless of each other, enhancing the momentum of the fist, and the fist's qi condensed into substance.

Rumble......

There was a roar again, and the roar of dragons and tigers continued to echo each other around.

The dragon and tiger fought, the aura around them shot out in all directions, and everyone felt the roar of their eardrums, and Wen Jiancheng, who was blowing in the air, almost stood unsteadily.

Colonel Zhang was shocked, he didn't expect Wang Cheng's strength to be about the same as Lin Qi. I knew I was reckless just now. He immediately hurriedly escorted Wen Jiancheng out of the courtyard behind him. Standing at the door, Wen Jiancheng's face was a little better-looking, as an ordinary person, he was almost fainted by the collision of the breath of the two just now, and the idea of inviting Wang Cheng to be an instructor became even more firm in his heart.

In the field, Lin Qi and Wang Cheng took a step back again. One foot of both men sank more than two inches into the ground.

And when Lin Qi was about to speak, Wang Cheng, who had just stood firmly, suddenly exerted his strength again, stomped his feet, and at the same time fell into the ground, the soil flew, and he stepped out of the third step of the divine elephant step!

At the time of the Fierce Tiger Nine Style, his qi and blood were too strong, and he could barely step on the third step of the Divine Elephant Step, because then the qi and blood would burst his heart and blood. And now. Based on the True Dragon Fist Technique, which had just been introduced, he could step out of the third step of the Divine Elephant Step.

And, with the help of the real dragon fist technique, Wang Cheng punched Lin Qi in one step.

This is the power of the advanced and profound boxing method, just a skill that quickly exerts force, it doesn't seem to be a big deal. But the more master battles, the greater the effect shown, and the time that is a split second faster than the opponent. It can almost be said that the winner is directly decided.

This time, Lin Qi was really shocked. The amber color in his eyes had almost disappeared by half, and the true intent of the tiger had been suppressed by the dragon-shaped fist technique. However, he is also in danger, after all, he is a strong person who has risen to this position step by step from a small soldier, and his psychological quality is absolutely strong.

At the critical moment, I saw that he gave up the tiger fist in an instant, and his body retreated and turned half a circle at the same time. Half a circle was drawn under his feet, and what he stepped out of was the pile method of Taijiquan, but a fist roared, and the fist was like a big gun.

It is the drill fist of Xingyi Boxing!

The most suitable boxing method for battlefield fighting is this Xingyi boxing. And he is the Tai Chi and Xingyi two completely different national martial arts boxing methods unhindered together, which shows that the martial arts background is extremely profound, and he is proficient in the essence of the national martial arts boxing of major schools.

Lin Qi's body shook, like shaking a big gun, and the strength of his whole body condensed into his fist almost in the blink of an eye, and the fist turned into the tip of a spear to pierce the air, leaving a sharp whistling for a lifetime, but unfortunately he couldn't condense his qi after all.

After all, the Tiger Shape Fist is his strongest, but his Guoshu Fist is definitely the strongest strength of the late stage of the Bao Dan realm.

Syllable!

It was just a crisp sound, and there was no huge movement of the dragon and tiger colliding just now.

The moment Lin Qi and Wang Cheng's dragon fist came into contact, his complexion changed drastically, his whole body trembled, and the strength of his fist shattered. Then he stomped his feet and hurriedly retreated, and the entire arm of his right hand was no longer able to move, and was dislocated by the huge force impact of Wang Cheng's fist, and the skeletal muscles were also damaged.

He retreated, and Wang Cheng chased after him!

Two steps later, Wang Cheng's fist stopped in front of Lin Qi, and a dragon-shaped aura hit Lin Qi's face, causing a trace of blood to slowly overflow between his snorts, obviously suffering some internal injuries, and the tiger's aura almost disappeared cleanly, because of failure, the tiger fled.

On the other hand, the dragon-shaped aura on Wang Cheng's body was more condensed, and his spirit was high, although his fist was almost unconscious, he still looked at Lin Qi condescendingly, and said indifferently: "You are defeated, Instructor Lin." ”

When he said the three words of Instructor Lin, Wang Cheng's tone became heavier, letting the other party know his identity.

Lin Qi's face became even more ugly, almost iron-blue, looking at the still fist in front of him, his expression was calm, and he said in a deep voice: "The first martial arts champion since the founding of the People's Republic of China, sure enough, there is no void under the fame, and the attainments of the dragon and tiger fists are so profound, under Lin Qi is served!"

"Oh?"

Wang Cheng glanced at Lin Qi in surprise and slowly withdrew his fist. The other party admitted defeat so calmly, and he was a little unaccustomed to the kraft candy-like style of those masters in taekwondo and Japan, and his voice immediately softened, and said: "Then since the fist has also seen, a few of them will leave, I won't send it." ”

As a soldier, Lin Qi acted simply and decisively, and immediately hugged his fist at Wang Cheng and said, "Thank you for your advice, who are you going to hand over that tiger to?"

Wang Cheng knew that Lin Qi had not given up his thoughts on the tiger, and his breath was slowly adjusted in his heart, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and said, "Tomorrow I will go to Sun's house for dinner, and I plan to use this tiger as a meeting gift, if Instructor Lin has time......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Qi: "Okay, I will definitely arrive tomorrow night, farewell!"

After speaking. Lin Qi turned around and nodded to Wen Jiancheng and Colonel Zhang, and without saying anything to the two, he walked away directly, obviously not really with them.

After walking out of the door, he got into the car and hurriedly asked his subordinates to drive out of here. His expression quickly became sluggish, and a large mouthful of blood spat in the car.

Pictographic boxing, the most important attention to the shape and meaning, in fact, this is also the origin of the name of the national art boxing method Xingyi boxing, shape, meaning, the two words actually exhaust the essence of martial arts. However, pictographic boxing is more real than Xingyi boxing, because the master who cultivates pictographic boxing really integrates the true meaning of boxing into his own spirit and spirit, once defeated by the opponent's pictographic boxing. Then the spirit of the whole person will be damaged, and the victor will have some benefits.

It's as if a beast in the jungle kills another beast and builds up its ferocity. Soldiers who have fought on the battlefield for many years also have the momentum of not being angry and arrogant, and the soldiers who have seen blood are completely different from those who have not seen blood.

Lin Qi was defeated by Wang Cheng today, and the tiger true intent in his heart became wilted, and it took a long time to recover. Therefore, he is more like the jade tiger from Wang Cheng's hand, which can not only allow him to recover from his injuries quickly. may also allow him to go one step further and completely stabilize the Tiger Shape Fist of the Gang Qi Realm.

And Wang Cheng's whole person's spirit has become abundant at this moment. After seeing Lin Qi leave. He looked at Wen Jiancheng and didn't speak, just looked at each other like this, and Wen Jiancheng and Colonel Zhang, who were suppressed by the dragon-shaped true intention, sweated on their foreheads.

Wen Jiancheng looked at Wang Cheng and frowned: "Wang Cheng, you are powerful, and you are a martial arts genius who has not been born for a thousand years. So I still want you to think about my proposal, and you have to trust me, I definitely don't have the slightest bit of a dead heart. ”

At this moment, Colonel Zhang looked at Wang Cheng and didn't dare to say more, but his expression was solemn and serious, and he also knew the reason why Wen Jiancheng came to Wang Cheng at this moment.

In some ways. Wang Cheng is indeed irreplaceable.

Wang Cheng didn't think much about it, and shook his head on the spot and said, "Thank you General Wen for trusting me so much, but I don't believe in myself, so I'm sorry." ”

In the field of soldiers, Wang Cheng definitely does not want to be contaminated.

Wen Jiancheng sighed, seeing that Wang Cheng was so resolute, he didn't say anything more, and immediately hugged Wang Cheng, then turned around and left.

Colonel Zhang thought about it, and solemnly hugged his fist at Wang Cheng, and said in a low voice: "I offended just now, forgive me." After speaking, he hurriedly left here with Wen Jiancheng.

Wang Cheng watched them disappear at the door, and after getting into the car and leaving, he turned around and walked inside, and with every step, he spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, but the golden color in his eyes was even stronger.

After killing the tiger in this battle, coupled with the experience of defeating the heirs of the Zhao family last time, and the experience of killing his own tiger true intention, he truly condensed the true meaning of the dragon fist of the true dragon fist method, and a prototype of a true dragon appeared in his heart.

When Zhang Shaoyun saw this scene, he was shocked, and hurriedly came up to support his master Wang Cheng's arm, and said in a low voice: "Master, are you injured?"

Huhuhu......

Wang Cheng took a few breaths quickly, his face looked a little better, his body shape and bones were slightly different from before, he became lighter when he walked, stretched out his hand to push Zhang Shaoyun away, shook his head and said, "It's okay, a little injury, it'll be fine in a day." ”

Since Zhang Shaoyun worshiped Wang Cheng's door, he really felt that he was a waste all the time, he couldn't help when he fought, and he didn't know how to have any medical skills, but he had a little money at home, but it was useless to Wang Cheng, so he could only agree at the moment and said, "I'll call Shiniang." ”

Wang Cheng hurriedly pressed this guy's shoulder and said in a deep voice: "What's the mess, clean up this place and eat later." ”

Zhang Shaoyun sighed, knowing that the master didn't want Yang Qingyu to know, he immediately smiled bitterly, feeling that his brain was not enough, so he could only call Liu Shicheng to clean up here together, and it was enough to do something purely contributed.

In the battle with Lin Qi just now, on the surface, Wang Cheng defeated Lin Qi, slaughtered the tiger, and condensed the true intent of the Dragon Fist. But in fact, Wang Cheng also suffered a lot of internal injuries, the True Dragon Fist was extremely domineering, and under the blessing of the divine elephant's pace, the retrograde qi and blood soared, and his heart almost couldn't stand it.

He still has to comprehend more of the mysteries of the true dragon before his body can withstand it.

Fortunately, after tempering again and again, the bones, muscles, veins and organs of the body are much stronger, so Wang Cheng only spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and only needs to carry more than a dozen breaths of qi and blood, and he is almost recovered.

Looking at the jade tiger on the table, Wang Cheng wrapped it in a piece of cloth and asked Yang Qingyu and Wang Ying to come out to eat together. Wang Ying only becomes a little more lively when she is with Wang Cheng, and when there are other people, she becomes quiet and silent, so she is next to Wang Cheng at the dinner table.

On the other side, the competition has completely ended, and the top players in the major regions have also returned to the station one after another to pack up their things and leave, completely ending the journey of the competition and seeing the top masters of their peers all over the country.

Because Wang Cheng was going north to the Great Snow Mountain, he had to live in the capital for a few days.

Therefore, most of the top players in various regions who left here came to Wang Cheng to say goodbye in person, and had the intention to have a good relationship with Wang Cheng, the champion of the same year, after all, there are many friends and many roads, not to mention such a powerful friend.

Wang Cheng also responded one by one, and those who came did not refuse. Because he rarely drank alcohol, he said goodbye to the visiting young men with tea.

After some entertainment, dozens of young masters left Wang Cheng one after another, and it was already afternoon time. In order to keep Wang Ying from being exposed in front of more people, Wang Cheng asked her and Yang Qingyu to study the secret legend of Tianpeng inside, and she practiced the True Dragon Fist method outside, and by the way, she sent away the visiting young masters one by one.

Among the top ten masters, only Shaolin, Wudang, the Chen family and Li Shengyang, who was still being treated, did not come to see Wang Cheng, and the other six people all met with Wang Cheng before leaving, including Zhou Yu, who spoke coldly to Wang Cheng, and Zhou Yu, who was hard.

In the evening, the sun hangs over the horizon, and the remaining round of red light envelops the earth, making everything on the ground red.

And the athletes' station for this tournament has become empty at this time. At this time, a agile black figure walked quickly from a distance, the pace seemed to be unhurried, but the speed was fast and strange, and it came to the outside of the courtyard where Wang Cheng lived, and without knocking on the door, he pulled out a blade from his waist and waved it in place behind a rockery.

The sword light flickered, and the figures shuttled through it, as if dancing, but the danger was definitely not something ordinary people could imagine.

Wang Cheng, who was practicing the True Dragon Fist in the courtyard, suddenly stopped his movements, his ears trembled, and he heard the sound of the blade breaking through the air, his heart was slightly startled, his eyes looked in that direction, and after struggling slightly, he still walked out slowly.

Standing at the door, Wang Cheng saw the black figure not far away at a glance, her knife was even faster and sharper, and there was some domineering, which became easy to ignore in this twilight.

At the same time, his mind flashed back to the scene of that night.

The one who can kill his elder brother from behind with a knife for his own sake. (To be continued......)