Chapter Eighty-Seven: Sixty-Four Hands
With a grudge, Gong Ruomei left Chen Xiao's courtyard. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
This night, Chen Xiao stayed awake all night, and Gong Ruomei lay on the bed crying and her eyes were swollen.
I haven't seen each other for another three days.
On this day, Gong Ruomei found Chen Xiao, greeted him coldly, and took him to a wasteland. Snow covered the land, and only a few old trees with withered leaves stood in the vast wasteland.
Standing in the middle of the snow, Gong Ruomei stood still from a distance, didn't say a word, only buried her head in her fist. This punch is soft and rigid, profound and abnormal, every movement and step is perfect to the extreme, more perfect than any kind of internal boxing that Chen Xiao has ever seen.
"Sixty-four hands of the Gong family!" Chen Xiao muttered, by the way, this is this kung fu!
Although the Maiden Gong Ruomei did not fight so perfectly, Chen Xiao saw the profundity of this boxing technique.
couldn't help it, Chen Xiao imitated Gong Ruomei's boxing and fought.
He is a martial arts wizard, the inner boxing attainments are extremely profound, only followed Gong Ruomei to practice once, he has already played decently, boxing, Chen Xiao can no longer stop the car, he only feels a cool and transparent feeling surging into his mind, with this set of esoteric boxing techniques, he has entered a lot of wonderful realms.
His posture is sometimes soft and sometimes masculine, sometimes rigid and soft, the sixty-four hands of the palace family are a stunt that has been passed down for hundreds of years, from the early Qing Dynasty has been handed down, after dozens of generations of tempering, has been close to the edge of the road.
In a trance, Chen Xiao suddenly felt a change in the style of painting around him, he pointed to the long sword, and there was a person standing in front of him, with an arrogant temperament, standing between heaven and earth, holding a withered branch in his hand, looking at him mockingly.
"You're too weak, too far worse than me!" The figure mocked: "Look at the sword in your hand, tsk, how sharp it is, you still need this kind of sword to compete with me, you are not worthy of being my opponent!" ”
Chen Xiao's pupils shrank, his eyes were full of murderous intent, he swung his sword and slashed up, fighting with the arrogant figure.
Gong Ruomei finished punching again, looked back, and saw Chen Xiao as if he was stunned, waving his hands and feet indiscriminately, the move was the sixty-four hands she had just taught Chen Xiao, but he dismantled it, and the practice of one move after another, the donkey's lips were not on the horse's mouth between the moves, and there was no regularity at all with a hammer in the east and a stick in the west.
"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" Gong Ruomei was taken aback and stepped forward to stop Chen Xiao.
With a bang, Gong Ruomei was punched a few steps back by Chen Xiao before she could hand it over, and she fell to the ground, but fortunately Chen Xiao was unconscious at this time, and she didn't use all her strength to shoot, otherwise she could have made Gong Ruomei's soul return to the underworld at this time.
"Senior brother!" Gong Ruomei was not afraid of death, rushed up again, and fought with Chen Xiao.
"Bang bang bang!" There was a muffled sound, Gong Ruomei and Chen Xiao fought fiercely, and finally took advantage of Chen Xiao's unpreparedness to make a secret move to hit Chen Xiao's chest.
"Poof!" Chen Xiao snorted, spurted out a mouthful of blood, stopped the movement of his hand, took two steps backwards and fell to the ground.
came back to her senses, and saw that Gong Ruomei had been seriously injured by him, at this time she was bleeding from the corner of her mouth, looking at him with a miserable smile, her eyes closed, and her body softened.
"Senior sister!" Chen Xiao was shocked and hugged her.
……
Gong Ruomei was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, Chen Xiao held her white and tender palm, and fell asleep beside her.
With her fingers moving slightly, Gong Ruomei woke up faintly, feeling the warm touch of her palm, she looked down and saw Chen Xiao holding her jade hand, facing her and falling asleep.
She gently moved her palm, reached out and stroked Chen Xiao's cheek gently.
Chen Xiao's body trembled and woke up.
"Senior sister, you're awake!" Chen Xiao said happily.
Gong Ruomei nodded, her pale lips pitiful.
Gently pulling her palm out of Chen Xiao's hand, Gong Ruomei had a deliberate distancing on her face.
Chen Xiao paused, stood up, and said, "Thank you, junior sister, if you hadn't stopped me in time, I'm afraid I'd be really in danger!" "His crazy practice, that is the precursor to going mad, if it weren't for Gong Ruomei's desperate resistance, I really don't know what his fate would be.
Chen Xiao was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"I passed on your sixty-four hands, and my father didn't know about it!" Gong Ruomei suddenly spoke.
"Well, I understand," Chen Xiao responded.
"Let's go," Gong Ruomei said.
"Let's go?" Chen Xiao asked suspiciously.
"Don't come back, if Daddy knows that you have secretly practiced sixty-four hands, he will not let you leave safely!" Gong Ruomei said coldly.
Chen Xiao didn't speak, glanced at Gong Ruomei deeply, and turned to leave.
This love, he will always remember, it is he who owes Gong Ruomei!
Sixty-four hands are really as he expected, he has a strong sharpening effect on his kendo, he just has to fight once to be able to confront the shadow of Dugu kendo, as long as he practices diligently, one day he can defeat the person who is incomparably powerful in his consciousness, firmly believe in himself, and walk out of his own way.
My tricky sword swordsmanship will definitely not be worse than your Dugu Nine Swords in the future!
Without saying goodbye to anyone, Chen Xiao quietly left the small courtyard, carrying his bags, and left the Northeast overnight.
It's late at night, Gong family.
"Squeak" Gong Ruomei's closed door was suddenly opened, and a figure walked in.
Gong Ruomei got up, looked at the figure, and exclaimed, "Dad! ”
"Well, you're injured, lie down," Gong Baosen said gently.
"Chen Xiao is gone?" Gong Baosen asked.
"Daddy......!" Gong Ruomei was shocked and glanced at Gong Baosen with some fear.
"You have him in your heart, but he doesn't have you in his heart, why are you suffering?" Gong Baosen smiled bitterly.
"My daughter doesn't regret it, the matter of passing on the gong is my daughter's own opinion, and my father will punish me if he wants to punish me!" Gong Ruomei is stubborn and authentic.
"Alas!" Gong Baosen suddenly sighed, he flicked his sleeves, sat on the stool, and sighed: "Actually, I originally planned to pass on the sixty-four hands to him!" ”
"Dad, ...... you" Gong Ruomei looked puzzled.
Gong Baosen waved his hand, stopped Gong Ruomei's words, and continued: "He is the most talented martial artist I have ever seen, the Gong family has no offspring incense, and the sixty-four hands will be passed on to outsiders sooner or later!" It's just that I want to find someone who can inherit my mantle and take care of you, Chen Xiao is the best candidate, but it's a pity that he ...... you"
"Forget it, everything is fate, the twisted melon is not sweet, I hope you can see it"
"Dad, I can see it, but I am a little wronged...... Gong Ruomei's eyes burst into tears: "Why do you say that senior brother doesn't look down on me......"
"Child, how can everything in this world develop according to your wishes, you are still young, you will meet better people in the future, forget him!" Gong Baosen held Gong Ruomei in his arms and comforted him gently.
"Dad, shouldn't I let him leave, my daughter feels so painful!"
"Sleep, wake up......"
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