Chapter 51: The Third Killer

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Li Jiguang also stood up, he really valued the good seedling in front of him.

"No send, teacher."

Duan Buqi hurriedly said: "I will come to disturb the teacher after class in the afternoon, is the teacher free?" ”

"I'll give you the key, just come." Li Jiguang smiled with his hands behind his back and said: "Even if I am no longer in the house, you can come in and read the book first, with your self-learning ability, maybe you can go to graduate school in a year." ”

"Then take the teacher's auspicious words." Duan Buqi also has this plan, in his opinion, the life of the university is too loose and boring, just feel it, and when he has a foundation, he can find time to do more things.

"Hmm."

Li Jiguang nodded, took out the keys to the door and room, handed it to Duan Buqi and asked him to put it away, waved his hand and said, "Go ahead." ”

Dahan sent Duan Buqi to the door, Duan Buqi turned around and said, "I still don't know the name of the strong man?" ”

"Strong?" The big man's forehead was full of black lines: "You should be in the martial arts world, my name is Li Poyue, and I am only twenty-seven years old this year." ”

"Haha."

Duan Buqi also felt that he was a little funny just now, and immediately bent down to apologize: "Then I will call you Senior Brother Li in the future." ”

"No."

Li Poyue shook his head: "I don't learn the same as you, you can just call me by my name." ”

"Then if you don't dislike it, how about I call you Brother Li?" Duan Buqi smiled faintly and continued to have a relationship with Li Poyue, there was a first-class master in front of him who did not socialize, that is, an idiot.

"You feel free."

Li Poyue didn't care, nodded and closed the door and entered the house.

"Looks like an unkind guy." Duan Buqi has a headache, why is it that there are either old foxes or hardwood around him recently, and his little cleverness is really getting more and more inadequate.

"He's playing with me."

Li Poyue walked into the study and said respectfully: "My purpose is probably in form rather than literature and art. ”

"It doesn't matter." Li Jiguang flipped through a copy of the "Tao Te Ching" and said calmly: "He does have the value of teaching, I have just abdicated, there are a lot of internal and external troubles, and it is okay to prepare some foreign aid, but his background is a little strange, and the sudden rise of An Heqi is the same, obviously I can't see the bottom, but it is extraordinary, investigate it." ”

"Yes."

Li Poyue bent down slightly, left the study backwards, and slowly closed the door.

"The Tao is the way, not the constant way; The name can be named, not the permanent name. Reading the ancient words, Li Jiguang's tone was blurred, out of the dust, stroking the original rubbings in his hand, Li Jiguang's eyes narrowed slightly: "Could it be that he has something to do with the people of Xianmen?" ”

At this time, Duan Buqi, who was suspected of coming again, had already walked to the door of the Guoshu Society, with the business card given by Wu Yong, he was enthusiastically pulled to the reception room by a young student who was even Taiji, and a sunny and handsome young man in the room stood up and smiled when he saw Duan Buqi: "Duan Buqi, you are finally here." ”

"You know me?"

Now that they know, Duan Buqi is not polite, and he sat on the sofa and drank a sip of herbal tea: "I'm so thirsty." ”

"If you're thirsty, drink more." The young man was not angry, and smiled lightly: "I was also there on the day of your competition." ”

"No wonder."

With such an attitude of the other party, it would be too much to test again, Duan Buqi immediately put down the water cup, stood up politely and stretched out his right hand: "Your name?" ”

"My name is Zhang He, a disciple of the Baji Sect." Zhang He shook hands with Duan Buqi, knowing that Duan Buqi had no hostility towards them for the time being.

"Hello."

Duan Buqi nodded, sat down again, and said, "It seems that you already know something, but I really don't know where you came from. ”

Brother Duan laughed. Although Zhang He had a young face, he spoke very old-fashionedly: "I don't hide it, it's just a routine to investigate the outsiders who suddenly appeared, but the origin of Brother Duan seems to be a little untrue." ”

"Huh."

Duan Buqi smiled faintly: "Then what do you think is true?" ”

"Then let's get straight to the point." Zhang He's eyes suddenly sharpened a lot: "Brother Duan is a friend of Taijimen. ”

Duan Buqi smiled lightly and didn't speak, stood up and hit Zhang He with a fierce tiger down the mountain, Zhang He sat on the sofa, met it with his elbow, and stopped Duan Buqi's punch.

"Xingyi Fist!"

Zhang He flicked his arm away from Duan Bu's fist, slowly stood up, and said solemnly: "Brother Duan, where did you come from?" ”

"What would you do if I said I had no self-education?" This problem is unavoidable, Duan Buqi wants to integrate into it and learn something, and some things must be explained clearly.

"It's simple."

Zhang He retracted his serious expression and glanced at Duan Bu playfully: "Now that society has opened up a lot, it is not impossible for a layman to surpass the inner door, but you need to prove it." ”

"How?"

Duan Buqi raised his eyebrows, and his eyes swelled with warlike intent.

"Now learn it for me."

Zhang He stepped forward, his right fist burst out like lightning, and the clenched fist fell on Duan Buqi's chest in a blink of an eye, and a sense of danger instantly swept through his body, Duan Buqi retreated violently, casting his cloud hand in front of his chest.

"Collapse!"

The virtual fist was clenched, and a domineering force erupted from Zhang He's protruding fist, with a muffled sound, Duan Buqi was against the sofa and mounted on the wall, Zhang He slowly retracted his fist, and a large piece of sweat oozed from his forehead, obviously using all his strength.

"What kind of move is this?" Duan Buqi sat down on the sofa, his slightly open hands trembling, and the edge of his right palm at the front was even more stained with a layer of blue gray.

"Half-step collapse fist."

Zhang He sat down weakly: "This is a desperate killing move, non-Baji Sect disciples have definitely not learned, I just used fifty percent of my strength to avoid your vital point, it should be just the limit of what you can bear." ”

"Interesting." Duan Buqi coughed and touched the clothes on his chest that were torn by the fist wind: "It's very interesting." ”

"How."

Zhang He said defiantly: "Can you prove it? ”

"Of course!"

Duan Buqi laughed, before Zhang He made a move, Duan Buqi had already started the scanning, and during the hand-to-hand fight, the system had already written down every step of that formula, and now in Duan Buqi's martial arts, he had filled in a Baji Boxing!

Although it is not as perfect as Tai Chi and Xingyi, it is not a problem to make this blow at all, and the breath in his chest was eased, and in Zhang He's surprised eyes, Duan Buqi stepped forward, and his shallowly injured left fist suddenly burst out, and in the heart of the clenched fist, a familiar force made Zhang He exclaim: "How is it possible?!" ”

"No is impossible."

Duan Buqi sent out a complete punch, his eyes were suddenly dark, his steps were vague, and he almost fell to the ground, Duan Buqi was half-squatting, and his right hand was weakly supporting his heavy body: "It's really a desperate move, it's too exhausting." ”

"I can actually comprehend the mental power immediately, I am really a martial arts genius." Suddenly, a beautiful figure appeared in Duan Buqi's blurred vision, getting closer and closer.