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Wang Cheng's pace is getting faster and faster, although it doesn't seem to be anything unusual, that is, he is pushing a wheelchair with both hands, and his feet are stepping step by step in a normal way.

But if you look closely, you can see that the distance of each step is amazing, not only is the distance very large, but the distance of each step is exactly the same.

It seems to be a slow pace, but the walking speed is surprisingly fast.

Dong Xingyue heard the whirring wind in her ears, and her hair fluttered, swaying on Wang Cheng's chest, and there was a hint of surprise in her calm eyes. She had heard that some of the Chinese martial artists were as obsessed with martial arts as she was with the sword.

Some of these warriors can never leave the earth with their feet in their hands, even when they are sleeping.

Dong Xingyue guessed that the teenager around him might be such a person. It can be felt that Wang Cheng's steps are mysterious, because she can hear them clearly. As a swordsman, the ears and eyes must be more intelligent than the average martial artist who practices boxing, and he must be able to distinguish a lot of information by relying on his ears to become a master of the sword.

The night gradually became more intense.

Wang Cheng didn't say a word all the way, but in his heart he was thinking about the boxing techniques he had practiced all afternoon, Wusheng Mountain Daomen Chunyang and Zhang's Taiji. Thinking in his heart, at the same time, the pace under his feet is constantly changing, integrating his own martial arts boxing techniques.

Because ≡ ↖ didn't take Wang Yuanyuan and Wang Xiaolin, the two little girls, to rub in, nor did he take his apprentices to drag him back, Wang Cheng let go of the speed alone, and it was not much slower than the speed of ordinary buses. In less than an hour, he was pushing his wheelchair to the edge of the city. I also have to say that the quality of this wheelchair is also good. On top of this. Wang Cheng wants to give the city hospital a thumbs up.

"Wang Cheng. It's good that you have a home. ”

At this time, Dong Xingyue, who had not spoken all the way, suddenly spoke lightly.

Wang Cheng snorted, also in a faint voice, and said, "I know." ”

Then, he stopped paying attention to this two-faced, changeable, and Japanese woman who couldn't see through it.

Dong Xingyue sighed, and the whole person leaned on the wheelchair. As if at this moment of relaxation, he continued: "When I was five years old, I didn't see my parents again, and I only remember my grandfather as a relative, and my knife. ”

"My master said that if you want to truly become a swordsman, you must only have a knife in your heart, and all your relatives and friends must be abandoned. When I was ten years old, I thought I had done it. I defeated all my senior brothers, and I was the first to come out of my master, Iga Changsei. The master said that I might surpass him in the future. ”

At this point, her voice paused, and then continued with mixed feelings.

"But the moment my grandfather died, I knew I hadn't done it yet. I looked at my grandfather's corpse and I was heartbroken, I found that my hand was not holding my knife steadily. ”

"Therefore, I will come to take revenge and kill the enemy, so that I can have no worries, and from now on I only have my sword in my heart. ”

"Unfortunately, I'm no match for you. ”

Dong Xingyue kept talking slowly, and finally, he came to this conclusion in a complicated tone.

Wang Cheng waited for her to stop, and then said lightly: "I'm not your enemy, even if your grandfather died because he came to Jiangzhou to compete." That's okay with me. Because I didn't compete with your grandfather, you should go to my master and take revenge on them. ”

"My master has never been your master's opponent in his life, let alone me, looking for revenge on your master, I am afraid that I will have no hope in this life. ”

Dong Xingyue said coldly.

"So you turned your hatred away and found me?"

Wang Cheng couldn't help but smile and said disdainfully.

Bully the soft and fear the hard!

"Yes, you are a disciple of the Changhe Daoist, and if I kill you, it will naturally be revenge. ”

Dong Xingyue said in a low voice, her eyes flashing with ruthlessness.

Wang Cheng frowned, and said in a deep voice: "If you say so, aren't you afraid that I will throw you on the road and be hit by a car and die?"

"Of course you can. ”

Dong Xingyue also said disdainfully: "If you do, it doesn't matter if I die, because you are not worthy of being my opponent." ”

Wang Cheng snorted coldly and stopped talking, obviously he knew that it was impossible for him to do such a thing. Dong Xingyue was sent to him by Sun Qing, and if something happened, he couldn't explain it to Sun Qing.

Moreover, taking advantage of people's danger or anything is not his style.

Seeing that Wang Cheng was silent, a glimmer of light flashed in Dong Xingyue's eyes, and then he also fell silent.

On the streets of Jiangzhou City, Wang Cheng pushed a wheelchair and was noticed by many newcomers on the street. Most people saw Dong Xingyue in a wheelchair like a cold fairy, and they looked sideways.

It's a pity that such a beautiful woman turned out to be lame.

It can only be said that God is fair.

Many people sighed like this.

Wang Cheng ignored the others and silently pushed the wheelchair towards the city hospital.

At the intersection of three streets away from the city hospital, Wang Cheng saw that the sidewalk was green, and the roadway was red, so he pushed his wheelchair over. However, a black off-road vehicle on the left suddenly rushed from the intersection without stopping, the engine made a roaring sound, the speed was extremely fast, and the lights were very dazzling.

Pedestrians on both sides hurriedly stopped, stopped crossing the road, and gave way to the off-road vehicle that ran the red light.

And Wang Cheng was pushing Dong Xingyue's wheelchair, but he was in the middle of the road at this time.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Wang Cheng's heart sank, his feet suddenly exerted force, his shoes rubbed off the paint on the zebra crossing, and almost instantly lifted Dong Xingyue and the wheelchair with both hands, the two leaped more than two meters away in the blink of an eye, and fell to the ground, Dong Xingyue's hair was messy.

Call......

The off-road vehicle brushed Wang Cheng's back and passed by, and the air flow whistled, blowing up the hair and clothes of Wang Cheng and Dong Xingyue.

Just when Wang Cheng and many others thought it was an accident, the passing off-road vehicle suddenly braked suddenly, and the tires rubbed against the side of the road to make a long and piercing sound, stopped twenty meters away, and then accelerated suddenly and reversed, changing direction slightly. still crashed into Wang Cheng and Dong Xingyue.

At this time. Even a fool knows that the other party's purpose is himself. So. Wang Cheng, who understood it, hurriedly accelerated, because the other party stopped this time and then retreated, giving him plenty of time, and when he pushed Dong Xingyue to the side of the road, the off-road vehicle reversed back from the zebra crossing.

Wang Cheng ignored the surprised and talking passers-by around him, and hurriedly walked into the distance.

The off-road vehicle did not stop, and after stopping at the zebra crossing, it also sped out again. With a roar, he disappeared at the intersection.

At this time, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, the traffic police couldn't see anyone or anything, many people saw that no one was injured, and no one saw a shadow, so they didn't bother to call the police or anything, more than one thing is better than less, just speed up and leave here in a hurry.

"Who are they?"

Wang Cheng pushed the wheelchair, his speed increased again, and the bumpy figure of Dong Xingyue continued to tremble. With a grim face, he asked in a deep voice.

Dong Xingyue, who was in a wheelchair, did not speak. Holding the armrest with both hands to stabilize his figure, he also kept his face cold, looking at the intersection in front of him with a cold face.

There are also two intersections to the city hospital.

Wang Cheng's heart was heavy, and he also looked at the dim road ahead, where there were almost no pedestrians, and he was on high alert, and said in a faint voice: "They are coming for you." ”

Dong Xingyue nodded this time, but still didn't speak.

Call!

In the dark grass beside the road, a black shadow suddenly rushed out, and Wang Cheng's eyes were stimulated by a white knife light, and the blade whistled and slashed directly at Wang Cheng's neck.

Wang Cheng hurriedly let go of the wheelchair with both hands, his feet froze, his waist twisted, and his hands crossed the semicircle, and where his hands crossed in the air, there was a crisp sound, just a knife light sandwiched between his hands.

The breathing was heavier, Wang Cheng exerted a little force, and snatched the blade from his hand in one fell swoop, this person's strength was obviously inferior to Dong Xingyue, so Wang Cheng snatched the blade almost without feeling any difficulty, and then swung out a punch and hit the opponent's chest, only to see that this person was covered with his face, and he couldn't see his face, only a pair of cold eyes.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

was punched in the chest by Wang Cheng, and the man in black flew out upside down, fell into the grass, convulsed twice, and lost his breath.

One punch kills, the heart is broken, and the gap is too big.

Wang Cheng wiped his clothes on the blade of the knife and wiped his fingerprints clean before throwing them in the grass, and then continued to push the wheelchair towards the city hospital.

At the corner of the intersection in front, seven or eight black shadows suddenly ran out, each holding a dazzling blade in their hands, and running over with neat steps.

Wang Cheng frowned, stopped, and said in a deep voice: "Are all your enemies? It seems that you are very unpopular in the Dongxing family." ”

In the past, Dong Xingtaro and Dong Xingchen wanted to kill her, but now that so many people have come out, Wang Cheng is very speechless, it seems that he has a very big trouble in his hands.

Dong Xingyue opened her mouth and said coldly: "The struggle of family interests has nothing to do with popularity. ”

"I can leave you behind. ”

Wang Cheng said lightly.

"You can do the same, and when I die, I won't resent you, and you're not obligated to protect me. ”

Dong Xingyue still said ruthlessly, as if she really didn't care about her life at all, but the hands holding the gauntlet were clenched together, showing that she was still a little nervous in her heart.

Wang Cheng was a little speechless, his hands still clutched the handle of the wheelchair, and said, "You were handed over to me by the police, and I can't handle it if I don't hand you back in good condition." ”

Knock knock knock......

In front, seven or eight men in black had already rushed over, like ninjas in the movie, all holding blades with both hands, and their feet were as fast as the wind. In a few breaths, he rushed to a short distance in front of Wang Cheng, and then quickly dispersed, surrounding Wang Cheng's body, and slashing at Wang Cheng from several directions.

Wang Cheng's face was grim, and he let go of the wheelchair again, but he didn't run, and in the face of seven or eight blades attacking from all directions, his comprehension of Tai Chi in the afternoon quickly came into play.

I saw that he was still holding his hands round, stepping on his feet, and rushed to the nearest two people in a weird blink of an eye, crossed with both hands, and grabbed the other party's blade so simply, this time it was not between his hands, but he grabbed the other party with one hand, completely relying on the palm of his hand, and then exerted a slight force, and pulled the two blades out of the hands of the two people lightly.

Seeing this scene, Dong Xingyue was frowning, but she also shook her head. She knew that this was not to prove how powerful Wang Cheng was. Rather, it proves how weak these two people are. It's obviously a lot worse than her.

Dangdang......

Wang Cheng threw out the two blades with his backhand, smashed the two blades that slashed at Dong Xingyue, making a crisp sound, and then turned his body, stepped on Tai Chi, returned to Dong Xingyue's side, and grabbed the tip of a knife that had reached Dong Xingyue's forehead again.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

Wang Cheng grabbed the sharp tip of the blade and spun it, once again blocking the remaining long knife that was slashing over. There was a series of crisp sounds, and then the arm suddenly exerted force, and after grabbing the blade, he pushed the few people in front of him to take a step back. Then he did not retreat, but advanced, quickly catching up, and successively waved his fists at several people, making a muffled thumping sound, and several figures flew out one after another, falling to the ground and trembling.

These are just high-level fighters with a little bit of martial arts foundation, even if they have knives. In front of Wang Cheng, he is no different from ordinary people.

The others didn't say a word, and turned around again and rushed towards Wang Cheng. The eyes are ruthless, only murderous intent.

However, the gap in strength between them and Wang Cheng is still there.

Wang Cheng's eyes stared, although it was still Tai Chi, but his movements were extremely fast, his shot was like lightning, he grabbed the blade of one of them, easily grabbed it, and then hit the chest with a punch, and the whole person flew out, and fell to the ground and lost his breath. The other two black-clothed men who had been snatched by Wang Cheng at the beginning paused slightly, then stopped their pace of rushing up, turned around and ran away when they saw the opportunity, running into the dim woods on the side of the road, and disappeared.

Wang Cheng didn't chase it, he threw the blade in his hand on the ground, and then piled all the long knives into a pile and threw them in a sewage puddle, so that the fingerprints on them could be washed off.

Dong Xingyue watched Wang Cheng do this, and said lightly: "You are very smart, very careful, and very powerful, maybe I will die under your hands in the future." ”

Wang Cheng took a deep breath, shook his palm, and said coldly: "Because I don't want to deal with troublesome things, if you are my enemy in the future, you will naturally die in my hands." Who are these people, are they from your Dongxing family, or are they someone else, and why are they killing you?"

Dong Xingyue looked at the dim road ahead, and did not answer Wang Cheng's question, but said affirmatively: "If you continue to move forward, we will all die, near the hospital, there are definitely their snipers waiting for me to appear." ”

Wang Cheng looked at Dong Xingyue with cold eyes, knowing in his heart that he was calculated by this woman. As soon as she started to go to her own house, it should be this calculation, she knew that it was not safe in the hospital, so she avoided the hospital, and at the same time wanted to pull herself into the water to protect her.

In this case, even if he knew that there was danger ahead, he would not be able to go home now, and that would only bring danger home. Pushing the wheelchair at the moment, Wang Cheng turned around and walked towards the old street, the villa by the river can't go back, so he can only go back to the old house.

After the fight just now, Wang Cheng didn't see other enemies reappear along the way, and it seemed to be very calm. But he knew that this was not a sign that the other party had given up, but a tranquility that was accumulating strength and preparing to give himself a fatal blow in the end.

When I entered the community, most of the people were sleeping and seemed very quiet.

Wang Cheng also didn't say a word along the way, thinking about things in his heart.

Dong Xingyue spoke again at this time: "They are coming soon, if my expectations are good, there will definitely be a master this time, it should be a master of the Edo Daoguan." ”

"Who is it, how strong is it, how does it compare to you. ”

Wang Cheng directly asked for substantive information, he must protect Dong Xingyue now, so he must defeat the enemy.

"The Edo Gym was established 80 years ago, and although it has a relatively short history, it also gathered a group of wandering masters at that time. Today, they are one of the most complicated martial arts halls in our Japanese martial arts world, with a wide variety of masters. So, I don't know who it is or how powerful it is. But what is certain is that with the importance that the other party attaches to me, he should send a master who can defeat me. ”

Dong Xingyue explained calmly.

Wang Cheng pushed Dong Xingyue's wheelchair and did not go upstairs, since he knew that the other party would definitely come, if he went up with a patient number in a wheelchair, he would be purely looking for trouble, and it would be inconvenient to go up and down.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Cheng looked at the palm of his hand, just now he forcibly grabbed the enemy's blade with his palm, relying on strength and the defensive power of Zhang's Taiji, as well as his own rough skin and thick flesh. But this also left a few clearly visible wounds in the palms of his hands, fortunately, he practiced boxing every day, and the calluses in the palms were relatively thick, so he did not hurt the muscles and bones, but only a little bloodshot oozed.

At that moment, Wang Cheng pushed Dong Xingyue under a tree, and he began to practice boxing beside him.

"You can call a police officer you know. ”

Dong Xingyue was slightly surprised when she saw that Wang Cheng suddenly started practicing boxing, and a trace of appreciation flashed in her eyes that could not be hidden, but she still spoke.

Wang Cheng ignored her, but continued to practice boxing, his feet moved back and forth around Dong Xingyue who was sitting in a wheelchair, and every step out would cross a semicircle to form a Tai Chi, and his fists also moved with him, and his breath was very harmonious, almost reaching the state of mind, mind, and body in modern national arts.

When you think in your heart, your mind will be moved, and your body will follow it accurately.

Many people have heard the phrase "where to hit", and think that it seems very simple, their fists are not hit wherever they want? In fact, ordinary people will know when they try it, and it is good to be able to hit the target with one or two punches if they can quickly throw ten punches. This is the reason why what is thought and what is done is not consistent, and it is also the reason why many martial artists and Western boxers constantly practice their attacks against a moving target, not to practice strength, but to practice the accuracy and execution of the body.

Wang Cheng used to major in the Earth Evil Boxing Method and the Tiger Nine Style, which are fierce and calm boxing methods, so the accuracy requirements for strength are really not high, and the main thing is momentum and strength, to suppress people with momentum, to suppress people with force, no one can stop them. Recently, after letting go of the Earth Demon Fist Method and the Tiger Nine Styles, and comprehending the pure yang of the Daomen, Wang Cheng's state of mind has gradually grasped this realm of the integration of heart, mind, and body.

As for the ** realm of the legendary boxing method, Wang Cheng still can't touch it for the time being. He estimated that the master Changhe and the old Taoist priest had not reached it, at most, it was about the same three-in-one realm as he was now. Because the old Taoist priest has not comprehended the pure yang of the Daomen until now, his understanding can be said to be dull, and he has practiced the powerful and heavy earth evil boxing method all his life, and then in his later years, he forcibly practiced the Tiangang boxing method at the cost of burning qi and blood, and the boxing methods of these two martial arts mountains are also powerful boxing methods that are overwhelming with strength and momentum.

Huhuhu......

Wang Cheng sensed the crisis around him in his heart, and under pressure, many descriptions of Zhang's Taijiquan in Huang Ting's mantra became clearer, his body moved with his heart, and the movements of his hands and feet became more and more rounded, faster and faster, and more and more wonderful.

Dong Xingyue looked at it carefully, and his expression was slightly shocked, and he no longer spoke, but carefully looked at Wang Cheng, who was constantly circling around him, and an extremely accurate circle had appeared on the ground.

I don't know how long it took, the lights of the entire community had all disappeared, and a crisp clapping sound suddenly sounded in the darkness.

Bang Bang Bang ......

A middle-aged man in a black samurai suit slowly walked out of the darkness, a sheathed katana hanging casually from his waist, only his eyes flashed brightly in the dark night, and he said in a casual tone: "The disciple of the Martial Saint Mountain, it really deserves its name." (To be continued......)