Chapter 392

"Yu Xin, don't stick to a certain set of exercises, thinking that this set of methods is profound, the power is strong, and you can defeat the opponent. The use of exercises often depends on the person, and at the right time, the most powerful moves can be used, so that victory can be achieved. You're too dull, be flexible! ”

Hu Qing stood outside the bureau and kept pointing at Yu Yuxin's battle.

His guidance attracted everyone's attention here. In fact, if they didn't care about the safety of their master, they would also watch the battle between Yu Yuxin and Chasing the Wind, after all, the battle here is too exciting. And the master's is a bit boring, they know that between masters, victory is often in a small detail.

Yang Wanjun and Ruan Weixiong are now testing each other, as long as they find each other's flaws, they will strike first, hoping to defeat the enemy with one move.

In fact, although Hu Qing has been guiding Yu Yuxin's battle, he has always paid attention to the situation of the old man over there and this foreign devil. Although I don't know which guy came out of nowhere, but he actually dared to spread wild on his own land, and he was so arrogant, Hu Qing was not ready to give the other party good fruits to eat. But at the same time, he also wanted to know how effective this old man was.

But now it seems that there is some disappointment, the old man has old wounds on his body, and he is not well, plus he is old. It is not suitable for a long battle at all, and if you want to win, there is only one possibility, and that is to defeat the enemy with one move. It's just that the old man's idea is good, but it's too difficult.

This foreign devil is standing there, although there are flaws everywhere, but this is also his strongest place. Foreign devils can be said to be innate in foreign cultivation. Its combat effectiveness is stronger than that of Yang Wanjun. In addition, this person is young, although he is still much older than himself. If Hu Qing's estimate is correct, the age of this foreign devil is estimated to be between sixty and seventy years old. But definitely not more than eighty, relative to the congenital posterior, the average life expectancy is one hundred and fifty years. This man is too young and too young. Yang Wanjun and Hu Qing don't know how old they are, but it is estimated that they should be close to one hundred and fifty years old. After all, my father said that during the war years. Yang Wanjun alone was able to contain an army of millions, and it was already innate. According to Hu Qing's estimate, this old man was estimated to be around 100 years old at that time. Sixty years have passed, and his time has basically come.

At this moment, the old man's complexion suddenly changed, and Hu Qing looked at it and suddenly realized that in this battle between the momentum, the old man had been defeated. Because of the momentum of the fight, it triggered the recurrence of the old disease in the body, but he forcibly suppressed the injury, hoping before the injury broke out in full. Fight off the incoming enemy first.

But this foreign devil is not a simple character, he caught the changes of the old man at once, although he didn't know that the old man was exposed because of the old injury. I just take it for granted that in the battle with his own momentum, the old man can't stand it first.

"Old man. You've lost! Ha ha! Ruan Weixiong suddenly became full of momentum and rushed towards the old man.

At this moment, the old man could no longer withstand Ruan Weixiong's attack, his face became even paler, and he even moved half a step back.

Faced with such a situation, everyone was shocked. Especially the people around him, feeling Ruan Weixiong's murderous aura, his whole body seemed to be pierced into an ice cellar, cold and bone-chilling. The two people in the battle, under the influence of this, were a little unable to concentrate.

"Enough trouble! Your arrogance has affected my woman's state!! ”

At the sudden incoming change, a gloomy voice suddenly sounded, and when everyone's eyes widened and they didn't understand what it meant.

Hu Qing dodged and had already come to the old man, looking at Ruan Weixiong, whose face had changed and fell into extreme shock. Hu Qing couldn't look at him at all, and disappeared in front of him. …,

Hurry, too fast!

No one saw Hu Qing's movements, even Ruan Weixiong, who could only catch him roughly. Perhaps only the old man could see Hu Qing's movements, and at this time, the pale-faced old man, for some reason, actually showed a smile of relief on his pale face. Looking at the somewhat vague figure, the old man's eyes were full of joy, as if he had found some treasure.

"Smack!"

A crisp slap sounded, and the next scene completely shocked everyone. Including Yu Yuxin and Chaifeng, who were still fighting, the two of them stopped their movements and looked over there.

The two separated and stood at each other, with a look of indifference on Hu Qing's face. And Ruan Weixiong, who was arrogant and domineering just now, had five undisguised finger prints on his face, all explaining to everyone that the crisp and loud slap just now was Ruan Weixiong who was beaten by the young man in front of him.

"Who are you? It is rumored that there is only one innate master of Yang Wanjun in the huge republic, and I didn't believe it at first. After all, one of the teachers who helped me a lot in my cultivation was a native of the Republic. Although his strength is average, it is he who has made me understand and get in touch with the most systematic cultivation method that makes me who I am today. It can be said that I have been yearning for the martial arts of the Republic for a long time, and after I broke through the innate nature, I also believe that with the martial arts heritage of the Republic, there should be many innate talents. But later, through various channels, I learned that there is only one innate master in the Republic, and that is your god of war, that is, this Mr. Yang Wanjun. As for the rest, even your so-called martial arts are not innate. I don't want to, the republic is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, a young man who is not amazing, actually has such strength! Ruan Weixiong said in very non-standard Mandarin, no one knew what he meant by this, whether he was praising the Republic or lamenting Hu Qing's strength.

"I know now, but it's too late, and, perhaps, young and vigorous, I have never had a big heart, and since you dare to provoke on my land, you should pay the price you deserve. Maybe you don't know, I'm a person who will be punished. As he spoke, Hu Qing looked at the three people who were already stunned and even flushed, especially Zhu Yuyan, who were even more wide-eyed and looked at Hu Qing in disbelief.

Seeing that Hu Qing brought the topic to them, especially saying that Hu Qing's flaws must be reported, thinking of Hu Qing's bruised nose and swollen face from beating several of her senior brothers, her face suddenly turned red and white, and she didn't know what to say.

Ruan Weixiong also saw that maybe Hu Qing had a holiday with the people here. But that's not the main thing, now he's clearly going to fight himself. It's just that Ruan Weixiong is deeply jealous of Hu Qing's strength, Hu Qing, an ordinary person, although he has not been seen clearly, but he didn't pay attention to it at first, after all, he was too young, but just now, especially the cheeks that are still hot and painful, all reveal that this person's strength is too high and too high.

However, Ruan Weixiong also has a lot of bad races, and such a strong enemy provokes him to fight.

"Okay, good, it's worth the trip to meet an opponent like you!!" Saying that, Ruan Weixiong was not as tempted as he was just now, and he knew that his strength was worse than that of the other party, so he was the first to strike.

Hu Qingtie looked at this person with a blushing face, and suddenly a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Look at this guy's fist, so let's do it for myself.

Ruan Weixiong knew the strength of his fist, and if this punch went down, even the ultra-thick special steel plate could penetrate it, let alone the human body. His strength also relies on his fists. He believes that no matter how strong the opponent is, hitting the opponent will make him feel better.

Suddenly, he naturally wouldn't pick up his fist, Hu Qing still knew about people like Ruan Weixiong. Although his strength is stronger than him, in fact, he is just a Dan Xiu, and what Dan Xiu has is only realm and cultivation, and his combat effectiveness is basically negligible. As for the physical body, Dan Xiu can be said to be inferior to Qi cultivation, let alone physical cultivation. So just by taking his punch in the flesh, Hu Qing is not so stupid. …,

Instantly avoided Ruan Weixiong's fist, but the opponent's fist was not only powerful, but more importantly, the speed was not slow. Originally, Ruan Weixiong was good at fast boxing, but since breaking through the innate one, the punch speed is even more unimaginable. At this time, the speed of his fist was already several times the speed of sound, and it was difficult to see his fist clearly with the naked eye.

His punches were fast, and at the same time, each punch was full of force, and he never dropped a bit.

Hu Qing dodged his fist with his exquisite technique.

At this moment, two golden needles suddenly appeared in Hu Qing's hands, but Ruan Weixiong in the battle did not notice them. The people watching the battle couldn't see it clearly, and perhaps among these people, only Yang Wanjun could see a vague figure. But I don't know what it is.

"Hide, how long are you going to hide, and the warriors of the republic are hiding like this to be a turtle with a shrunken head? Do you dare to fight me? Ruan Weixiong attacked, and he couldn't even touch the corners of the opponent's clothes, and he was immediately angry, trying to provoke the other party and let the other party attack him head-on.

It was only then that he felt that there was danger, but he didn't know what danger was.

"What?"

Ruan Weixiong still didn't understand what was going on, and suddenly felt a burst of soreness in his arms in the punch, what's going on, how could there be such a situation, in the past, even if he swung his fist hundreds of millions of times a day, he didn't have this feeling, but now how can he write it down, he feels sore, his arms are a little disobedient to his own call, and in the sour numbness, if he exerts any more force, the pain in his heart suddenly comes out. It's just that although the pain is uncomfortable, I can bear it, but what the hell is going on, how can I feel this way.

"Is that him?"

"What did you do to me, what did you do?" As long as people face unknown dangers, they will burst out of fear, and Ruan Weixiong is no exception, although he is congenital. Even said that the fear he leaked out was even more ordinary, after all, he was born and stood at the top of this world, and he asked himself that nothing could scare him. But now it does scare him, what a horrible thing. (Your support on this site is my biggest motivation.) )