Chapter 13: Hand-to-hand

In the fighting skill hall, it is divided into two parts, the east part is the place where the family fighting skills are stored, and the west part is a training ground of considerable scale.

"Brother Lao's advice!" Although there was no nutritious cliché, Xiao Yue still thanked the other party with great humility.

"Hehe, don't worry, Xiao Yezi, I will also suppress my strength in the fourth stage of Douzhiqi, and I will not use fighting skills. Xiao Ding waved his hand and said with relief.

"Thank you!" Xiao Yue said softly, then took a light breath, slightly relieving the tension in her heart.

Xiao Ding smiled and nodded to Xiao Yue, signaling that he could start.

Looking at Xiao Ding who was standing casually in front of him, Xiao Yue was not polite, she took a deep breath, her fists were slowly clenched, and a faint fighting spirit flowed rapidly in her body, bringing a sense of strong power.

Slightly silent, Xiao Yue's soles slammed on the ground, and her body quickly bullied into Xiao Ding's side, and when she rushed, Xiao Yue's fists opened and bent slightly, and above her ten fingers, the fighting spirit was slightly condensed, and some sharp nails immediately flashed a little cold, and she slammed straight at Xiao Ding's chest.

However, when he was only half a meter away from Xiao Ding, Xiao Yue's figure suddenly stopped, and his right claw changed the angle strangely, drawing a tricky arc and taking Xiao Ding's throat. Looking at this posture, if he is hit, I am afraid that Xiao Ding's throat will be torn apart directly, Xiao Yue did not look at the other party from the beginning, and she had no intention of keeping her hand from the first shot.

Xiao Ding's slightly narrowed eyes stared faintly at the palm that was getting closer and closer, and the oncoming gust of wind blew the hair in front of Xiao Ding's forehead, revealing a pair of dark eyes under him, and his eyelids blinked, just when Xiao Yue's palm was about to hit his throat, Xiao Ding moved a step to the left without hurrying.

No more, no less, just dodging Xiao Yue's attack, looking at the claws that rushed through the side of the head with a calm face, Xiao Ding's body was slightly on one side, and he raised his palm not in a hurry as if he was wearing flowers and picking leaves, through Xiao Yue's arm, it was randomly imprinted on his shoulder, and the slightly curled palm was violently opened, and the strong thrust rushed out...

Under this huge thrust without warning, Xiao Yue's face changed, and her body was as if she had been hit by a heavy hammer, so she involuntarily shot backwards, and hurriedly jumped into the air with a sharp force under her feet, and landed on the ground with a somersault.

"Why, you won't just do this! That's far from it!"

Before Xiao Yue could react, Xiao Ding's figure was like lightning and walked close to him, the corners of his mouth hooked up with an inexplicable smile, his fists clenched violently, and a sharp wind-breaking energy sounded in mid-air, and then fell towards Xiao Yue's shoulder.

It can be seen that Xiao Ding's fighting style is also direct, simple, and rough, and there is no dazzling feeling, or there is no need at all, it is the simplest confrontation, but it has already made Xiao Yue feel the oppression of the past and the future.

This made Xiao Yue suddenly understand that he might have been too whimsical before, this kind of unaesthetic fighting style can exist for so many years, there must be something unique, he forgot one thing, sometimes the simplest, but the most direct and effective!

"It's not that simple!"

Looking at Xiao Ding, who rushed to him in a hurry, Xiao Yue squinted his eyes slightly, the corners of his mouth slowly pulled up a cold arc, and his newly stabilized body danced again, before Xiao Ding's fist hit him, Xiao Yue, who had a keen soul, had already predicted the trajectory of his attack, although he reacted a little late, but in the end he narrowly avoided it.

Seeing this, Xiao Ding was not discouraged, but chuckled appreciatively, quickly withdrew his arm, clenched his fists again, and took advantage of Xiao Yue's unstable foothold, taking advantage of the victory, his hands turned into afterimages, and brought up a strong wind, hitting the opponent's body while not forgetting to seal all his dodging retreats.

However, Xiao Yue's situation seemed to be critical, but she was always able to avoid the fist shadow by a fraction of a second, and as time went by, Xiao Yue had gradually become familiar with Xiao Ding's attack rhythm, no longer panicking at the beginning, and occasionally able to make a few extremely good counterattacks.

On the contrary, Xiao Ding's little face was no longer as relaxed as it was at the beginning, and his face was completely dignified, and he could see that Xiao Yue had obviously not experienced any actual combat when he fought. Therefore, he opened his head and left some strength, but he didn't expect the opponent's combat adaptability to be so strong, and in less than a moment, he showed that he was not inferior to his own appearance.

Especially when the opponent attacks, he will be fast, slow for a while, or simply combine fast and slow, so that he can't grasp the rhythm at all, such a strange fighting style makes him depressed to the point of spitting, and before he knows it, he has already liberated the five-stage fighting qi, and he shot with all his might, only to barely suppress it.

However, Xiao Yue was also uncomfortable at this time, and after sensing that the other party was using all his strength, he understood that it was not good. After all, his own cultivation is much worse than the other party, his strength is far inferior to the other party, and the experience is too different, although he temporarily caught the opponent off guard with the time difference in the time difference of the move attack, but continuing to fight against each other is simply looking for death, so Xiao Yue decided that it was necessary to end the battle as much as possible, regardless of victory or defeat.

Squinting his eyes slightly and feeling the sharp energy around his body, Xiao Yue's body exhaled heavily, the operation route of the fighting qi in his body, his body suddenly slammed, and the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and his body slammed into Xiao Ding's arms with the violent thrust, regardless of the fist shadow that might hit him.

"Shhhh......h

Feeling the pain of the opponent's fist falling on herself, Xiao Yue couldn't help grinning inhale, a trace of fierceness flashed in her eyes, and she still continued to grit her teeth and rush towards the other party in Xiao Ding's stunned gaze, and the fighting spirit quickly condensed on the fist, smashing directly into the opponent's head.

"Damn it......!"

Looking at Xiao Yue, who was in a hurry, Xiao Ding's face changed, feeling the sense of danger on the other party's body that made his hairs stand on end, and he suddenly forgot all about the promise he had just made not to use fighting skills.

"Beast Dragon Legs!"

Xiao Ding's swinging figure suddenly turned to a standstill, his right foot supported the ground, his body rotated violently, and the muscles on his left leg suddenly increased sharply, and the lines were clearly like a dragon, after drawing an arc full of power in mid-air, with a sharp and piercing crit whistle, he threw away the oncoming Xiao Yue whip.

Raising her eyes to look at Xiao Ding's ferocious melee attack, Xiao Yue's cold eyes couldn't help but narrow, and her little face was full of solemnity. The movements in his hand were not slow, and the fist that was full of fighting spirit danced rapidly, and immediately hit the left leg that Xiao Ding attacked without hesitation.

"Bang!"

The fists and legs were handed over, there was a muffled sound, and the dust on the ground was swept away at this moment, flying all over the sky.

One kick and one punch, after a moment of stalemate in mid-air, both of them retreated sharply.

The body was directly bombarded by the energy coming from his hand to a height of four or five meters, Xiao Yue shook his head in amazement, and when his body was about to fall, his right foot kicked against the wall on the side, and an interactive force dissolved his rapidly falling energy, and immediately fell back to the ground steadily.

Raising his head and looking at Xiao Ding, who had also only taken a few steps back, Xiao Yue covered his palm, which was bruised and blackened by the shock, grinned and inhaled, and admired Xiao Ding: "This is your true strength, brother!

Hearing this, Xiao Ding's face was a little embarrassed, and he shook his head with a wry smile: "Xiao Yezi, you will bury me again, you will only use the four-stage fighting qi and no fighting skills, but you will break your promise, and you will not be martial arts for your brother!"

Xiao Yue chuckled lightly, didn't care, but comforted the other party and said: "That's also the strength of the clan brother, the skills are not as good as others, I have no complaints, there is no need to mind!"

Outside the training ground, looking at this scene, Xiao Li's face was very surprised, although he believed that Xiao Yue's strength would definitely reach the strength of the fourth stage of fighting, but he didn't expect that the opponent's combat power could force the big brother he was in awe of to the point where he almost exhausted his hole cards.

The rest of the people on the side were also full of sluggishness, Xiao Yue not only proved to them that his true strength did not have a trace of water, but also showed a combat power that was not inferior to Xiao Ding, which really shocked them.

How strong Xiao Ding's strength is, they naturally know that they only have the strength of the peak of the fifth stage of Dou Qi on the surface, but the real combat power is to defeat many teenagers in the sixth stage of the Dou Qi in the clan. And although Xiao Yue didn't have the strength to defeat Xiao Ding, this kind of Cheng Dù was already completely comparable to the clansmen of the fifth or even sixth stage of the ordinary fighting qi, and for a while, they only felt that their throats were dry.

"This little guy, I'm afraid it's not easy..."

What Xiao Yue didn't know was that not long after Xiao Ding entered the Douji Hall, two pairs of eyes appeared outside the door, silently watching what happened in the lobby.

"Well, indeed, this Xiao Yue's appearance is really good, and he can even compete with the eldest young master with his four-stage fighting qi!" An old man in a green shirt stared at Xiao Yue's eyes full of appreciation, nodded and said respectfully to the person in front of him.

"Hehe! That's not the point!" Xiao Zhan said with an inexplicable brilliance in his eyes, and his tone revealed a trace of excitement that could not be concealed, Xiao Zhan is only thirty or forty years old now, and he is in the prime of life, and he has a terrifying demeanor in his every move.

"Oh, what does the patriarch mean?" said the old man Qingshan's cloudy old eyes with puzzlement.

"Didn't you notice what Li Yue said just now, this Xiao Yue's cultivation speed is too weird!" Xiao Zhan suppressed the strangeness in his heart, his face was solemn, and he turned his head to the old man Qingshan and said in a deep voice: "Steward Mo, you immediately go and investigate everything about Xiao Yue for me, especially since he began to cultivate his fighting qi, it is very important to find out as much as possible!"

Seeing Xiao Zhan so solemn, Steward Mo's face suddenly turned grim, and he replied in a deep voice: "Understood, patriarch!"

Seeing Xiao Zhan's eagerness, Steward Mo didn't care about anything else, and when the words fell, he saluted Xiao Zhan, turned around and hurriedly went to handle Xiao Zhan's orders.

Seeing the figure of Steward Mo leaving, Xiao Zhan turned his head again and stared firmly at Xiao Yue's young figure surrounded by Xiao Ding and others in the lobby, and a pair of eagle eyes flashed with a complex color of heat, expectation, and apprehension.

He muttered in a low voice: "The cultivation speed is strangely reversed? This situation seems to be only recorded in the ancestral hometown, and only those ancestors whose bloodlines have awakened, is it possible that my Xiao family's Doudi bloodline has not been completely severed! If it is true, then... Maybe one day the Xiao family will be able to go back there......"