Chapter 63: Fang Ying's Invitation

Brother Zhang was still a little stunned, but the audience roared!

"Good!"

"Kill these turtle suns!"

Although everyone couldn't understand it, they all knew that Murakithiro had suffered a big loss in the competition, otherwise he wouldn't have left so gloomy, and even his face turned pale with pain. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Murakita-kun, why are we leaving?" After walking out of the martial arts hall, the nostrils were facing the sky, and when he heard the cheers in the hallway, he finally couldn't help but ask, obviously as long as he worked harder, he could drive the martial arts hall out of the school, but he left in disgrace like this, and his face was burning panic.

"Are you questioning me?" Although Murakhimhiro was sweating in pain, he still looked at each other coldly after hearing the words.

"No, don't dare!" Inoshita was taken aback, only to feel that the other party's eyes were as cold as a knife, and hurriedly lowered his head, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that the president of the competition just now had fallen behind, otherwise it would not be this kind of cannibalistic expression.

Murashiro snorted, quietly looked at the brightly lit martial arts club, that competition, to be honest, he has lost inexplicably until now, the man's speed is as fast as the wind, and his power is infinite, but for him, it is just a threat, there is no systematic fighting skills, he believes that in the end, he has the greatest chance of winning.

But somehow, a chain of legs, kicked out, like an axe, but when it was withdrawn, the calf and the soles of the feet suddenly stabbed unbearably, and he couldn't stand up, if it weren't for his amazing perseverance, he was afraid that after the kick, the whole person would kneel, which was like someone holding a few sharp needles into his fleshy legs, not to mention fighting, and he couldn't wait to scream when he moved.

"A cry!" Although Murakithiro couldn't figure it out, he saw that his hands and feet were completely normal, and after rubbing them, he pouted his legs and walked outside the school; Then, a stop bar, both knees suddenly weakened, and the split head fell..

The gang leader fell into the pit, oh no, it's Murakita-kun! Murakita-kun shouted!

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"Thanks, Xiaolong'er!" After leaving the martial arts hall, Brother Zhang looked at Xiaolongnu with some amusement and said, if it wasn't for Xiaolongnu throwing it just right, things might not be as smooth as now.

Xiaolongnu shook her head, she also felt that the people in white clothes on the stage were a little too deceitful.

"By the way, Xiaolong'er, didn't you know that I had this kind of change for a long time?" Brother Zhang glanced at the quiet woman beside him, remembered the changes on the stage, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

Obviously, it was just an ordinary bend of the fingers, but when the qi in his body reached the palm of his hand, he could feel the sudden change of the five fingers, as if he was tightening a lot, if he really wanted to image it, it was like a pair of meat hands, suddenly turned into iron hands, and his every move was like a mechanical traction.

In the night, Xiaolongnu's eyes were cool, like a pool of water, not alarmed, only when Brother Zhang asked, there was a trace of brilliance.

"The breath of the human body is mild, but it is not without attack, as long as the gas is forced out of the acupuncture channel and hit in a specific form, it has a specific attack performance, for example, this way.." After the little dragon girl finished speaking, her left hand suddenly fanned a leaf on the inside of the lawn, lifting the weight lightly, lightly sprinkling freely, as if it was done at will; But Brother Zhang was surprised that although it was a small movement, the leaves made a sound at the right time, and the branches swayed, rustling as if they had been scraped by something.

This is the second time that Brother Zhang has seen Xiaolongnu make a move, and the first time was when the other party used his true qi to stabilize his body, which caused him to be surprised to learn martial arts; And this time, the little dragon girl showed his unattainable control and attack power, at least for him, he couldn't play this effect no matter what.

The little dragon goddess was calm, and she didn't seem to feel anything strange about this kind of scene, and said as she walked after the fight: "Your acupuncture points are not clear, although the gas can wander in the body, but for you, only a certain form can hit the gas." ”

"A specific form?" This is the second time that Brother Zhang has heard this word, and he was surprised: "Is that the claw you said?" ”

"Not bad!" Xiaolongnu nodded, looked at Brother Zhang and said: "The Nine Yin True Scripture takes the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian as the initial acupuncture vein, and the cultivation refers to twice the result with half the effort, although you only pass through 8 places, but you also have some veins; As long as you pour gas into your five fingers, in the collision with someone, more or less some gas will leak out of your fingertips, although it is a little, but for people who have not practiced qigong, every contact is like a thorn in the hand. ”

Thorns? No wonder!

Brother Zhang listened to Xiaolongnv's explanation, and only then did he understand why he won Muramurashiro so easily, every time he felt that the other party split his legs, the pain in his eyes was this reason, and he also said that he grabbed his legs with three times the strength of his stomach, and it turned out that the real reason was that his qigong turned needles into thorns.

Wait, Qigong???

Brother Zhang was full of surprise, "Xiaolong'er, what are you talking about qigong?" Isn't it my qigong practice? ”

"Why not?" The little dragon girl is a little strange.

Brother Zhang was stunned, stood for a moment, patted his head, and said after realizing it: "Then haven't I already become a qigong master?" ”

Qigong master?

Xiaolongnu stood on the side, and was asked by the man's jumping mind, for her, qigong is only used to cultivate the excesses of true qi, what can it be like to become a master? Although there are some incredible abilities to practice, but all this is completely the skin of internal force, the true qi can be clear, can increase vision, can run, can jump, can fly the eaves and walk the wall, can pick leaves to hurt people, and so on all this is completely Qigong does not have, if you have to pick up to describe the gap between the two, if Qigong is one, then the true qi is ten, and the gap of several times to the back is even more qualitative, why does the man give up his true qi achievements, and be excited for a small qigong?

Xiaolongnu didn't know what the man meant, but she still thought about it and said: "If you Shaoshang acupuncture points penetrate and reach the point of qi like an arm, you can also be called a teacher!" ”

The essence of the imperial envoy qigong and qigong master is whether the gas can be freely spit out from the body, Xiaolongnu is afraid that the man is not very clear, and adds vividly: "Once you can achieve a qigong master, like Muramurashiro just now, you can defeat it with one move." ”

"One move?"

Brother Zhang was shocked when he heard this, he was able to defeat the village just now, but in fact it was not as easy as it seemed, it was somewhat related to the woman's reminder, it was just a trick in Xiaolongnu's mouth, which also surprised him, because he could open the last 9 points tomorrow, that is, the Shaoshang point.

Wouldn't he be able to become a real martial arts master tomorrow?

The fingertips in front of him just leaked some gas, which could cause Murakhimhiro's defeat, so he could directly punch the gas out of the thumb of the young merchant **** in a pinprick shape tomorrow, this power will only increase several times, isn't it that no one can stand his fingers?

Just when Brother Zhang was thinking about it, a distant voice sounded from behind.

"Wait a minute!"

The sound was like a yellow warbler, and the thin man beckoned while screaming.

"You.. This is? ”

When the other party got closer, Brother Zhang was a little curious, the woman in front of him was the director of the martial arts hall, what was Fang Ying's woman.

Fang Ying took a breath and thanked: "I haven't thanked you yet, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid that our martial arts club would really be disbanded." ”

"Hehe, without us, maybe there would be someone else." Brother Zhang had a good impression of the curator in front of him and waved his hand.

"Anyway, I really want to thank you this time!" Fang Ying took a breath, bent over and said, "My name is Fang Ying, Fang Yuan, Jingying Ying!" ”

"Brother Zhang!"

In line with politeness, Brother Zhang looked at the little dragon girl beside him hesitantly, and continued: "He is. My girlfriend, you just call her ion! ”

Fang Ying pinched her hair, and when she heard the names of the man and woman, the corners of her mouth pursed slightly, and her neat teeth were porcelain white.

"You still have. What's the matter? Brother Zhang said tentatively, he saw Fang Ying standing in front of him, and suddenly stopped talking, a little uncertain.

Fang Ying hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, is your martial art a family tradition?" For others, they may think that Brother Zhang is lucky to win, but Fang Ying is a martial arts family, although it has declined, but some eyesight still exists.

"Sort of!" Brother Zhang didn't know how to answer, and said a little ambiguously.

"That's the case, my family has opened a martial arts gym in Nantou, and I usually recruit some students, I see that Senior Brother Zhang is good, I don't know if I would like to come to my family's martial arts hall to serve as a teacher?" Fang Ying invited.