Chapter 83: The Battle of the Three Palms (Pick Me Up)
"As the saying goes, three days of farewell, when you look at each other, I have never had a three-day difference with my brother, and when I look at it today, I never thought that my brother's martial arts have improved again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info "Regardless of whether this sentence is false or a sincere compliment, Tuoba Ruchen's expression is sincere from beginning to end.
Brother Xian laughed. Xuan Daofeng smiled and waved his hand, "It's uncomfortable to be unmoved, so I can't help but fight a few sets of punches, all of which are ordinary martial arts, and they are very ordinary." ā
"Brother, it's not interesting to practice boxing alone, you see, it's a coincidence today, General Tuoba is also here, or the two of you can learn from each other, so you can prove what you have learned." Tuoba Ruchen looked sideways at Tuoba Xinglie, and the two naturally hit it off with a tacit understanding.
"I heard that the Dao Feng is from the Guigu Sect, I don't know if I am lucky enough to be able to ask for a few tricks today?" Tuoba Xinglie stepped forward and spoke.
He is Tuoba Ruchen's uncle, and Tuoba Ruchen and Xuan Daofeng are commensurate with elder brother and virtuous brother, and Tuoba Xinglie is an elder, so the title is naturally a little more cordial.
I saw Xuan Daofeng speak without hesitation, "I can't ask for it." ā
"Okay, please. Tuoba Xinglie made a gesture of invitation with his right hand, and then stepped aside.
Xuan Daofeng did not hesitate, a smile appeared imperceptibly at the corner of his mouth, and he followed in a few steps.
It's no wonder he's so happy, you have to know that the vitality is the origin of the human body, just ask Tuoba Xinglie who was injured last night, how can it be so fast.
Last night, the two of them fought each other, and they were already evenly matched, and now, the Xuandao style is naturally a sure winner.
Tuoba Xinglie's footsteps opened, the four fingers of his right hand were extended, and between every move, he had the demeanor of everyone.
"General Tuoba, according to my meaning, we might as well avoid the cumbersome moves and compete directly with internal strength, I don't know what you think?" asked Xuan Daofeng.
Tuoba Ruchen, who was standing far away, heard this, and a trace of surprise flashed in his heart, although the internal force can be directly divided into high and low, but if there are no moves, then it is not good-looking, it seems too boring, and it will inevitably be boring.
When Tuoba Xinglie heard this, he couldn't help but suspect in his heart, and there was also a hint of scrutiny in his eyes when he looked at Xuan Daofeng, could it be that he knew that he had suffered internal injuries last night, so he deliberately proposed this way of fighting, no, if...
Just as Tuoba Xinglie was thinking alone with a lot of thoughts, a voice summoned his fugue soul back.
"General Tuoba, be careful. As he spoke, Xuan Dao Feng had already flown forward.
Tuoba Xinglie looked up, and sighed in his heart, but he didn't hesitate in his hand, and hurriedly blocked with his palm.
The palms of the two intersected, feeling each other's internal force, Xuan Dao Feng was secretly happy, thinking that this was the case, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.
Tuoba Xinglie's feeling is the strongest, because he made a move in a hurry, which caused the strength in his body to not be fully accumulated, and the strength around his body had not yet been mobilized in one place.
It's just that this palm makes him feel that in fact, the so-called heirs of the Ghost Valley Sect, one of the seven sons, are all soft eggs who are not worthy of the name, maybe they are stronger who have lived in the desert for many years.
Tuoba Xinglie didn't seem to take Xuandao Feng seriously, but just regarded him as a child who was born superiorly.
The two of them had their own thoughts, and then withdrew their palms, and retreated one after another, this time accumulating experience, Tuoba Xinglie retreated while accumulating strength, and when the footsteps settled, he was ready to go.
The two of them fought each other again, this time Xuan Dao Feng felt the strength of the other party's palm, which was obviously much stronger than the previous palm, but he didn't take it to heart, Xuan Dao Feng had already reserved a point for Tuoba Xinglie in his heart, and Tuoba Xinglie failed to reach this height with two palms in a row, how could he treat him differently.
Compared to Xuan Daofeng's strategizing and calmness, Tuoba Xinglie was expressionless, but under this calm face, he was already overjoyed, although he felt that the second palm of the young man in front of him was a little stronger than the first palm, but he was obviously more willing to believe that this was already his full strength.
When the two of them withdrew their palms for the second time, this time they did not immediately face the third palm, but stayed for a long time.
People who are serious often don't have much feeling, on the contrary, the words and deeds of the bystanders, every move is the best interpretation of the two in the competition.
Whether it is due to the relationship between uncle and nephew, or other reasons, Tuoba Ruchen, as a spectator, his thoughts are the closest to Tuoba Xinglie.
Maybe a certain master of the Guigu faction is indeed very strong, there is no one before, no one after him, shaking the ancient and the modern, but this is by no means a mysterious style, although he is so young and his ability is not bad, but it is obviously impossible to have the strength to match Tuoba Xinglie, who is known as the first warrior of the desert country, at least for now, yes.
If Xuan Daofeng knew the hearts of Tuoba Ruchen and Tuoba Xinglie, I don't know how he would feel, I don't know if he was happy or sad.
Tuoba Xinglie looked at Xuan Dao Feng, thinking that he was not ready, as an elder and a master, he naturally would not urge.
The next moment, the corners of the Xuandao trench coat flew up, making a rustling sound, the green tendons of the naked upper body burst out, and the snowflakes that fell down magically fell elsewhere when they were about to touch his skin.
In fact, Xuan Dao Feng had already completed the accumulation, not that he was struggling with whether he should use all his strength, but he wanted to give both sides the same amount of time, so as to verify what level he had reached now.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and then stepped forward in tacit understanding, whether it was Tuoba Xinglie or Xuandao Feng, both of them used their full strength to strike, these palms, as if they had the power to destroy the world.
Just when the two were about to come into contact, Tuoba Xinglie felt the momentum emanating from Xuandao Feng's body, which was different from the previous two times, thick and strong, but he only thought too much about himself.
Because of this careless thought, but of course, even if he wants to do something now, it will be too late.
As soon as the palms of the two people touched, the next moment the two figures retreated one after another, but the Xuan Dao Wind retreated, and Tuoba Xinglie was exaggerated, and the whole person flew upside down, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.
The concise and clear sound of "bang" seems to be not lightly injured.
Just as Xuan Daofeng looked at his hands in a daze, a hurried voice sounded.
"Brother, we'll talk another day. With that, Tuoba Ruchen picked up Tuoba Xinglie and walked back.
Although Tuoba Xinglie's right hand was fractured, judging from the eyes he looked at Xuan Dao Feng when he was leaving, there was no resentment and ruthlessness in it, on the contrary, there was some awe and shock.
Xuan Daofeng waved his hand, didn't care about the two of them, and went straight back to the room.