Chapter Seventy-Two: The Mysterious Little Stone
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Mingtong's fingertips just touched the other party's chest, and he only felt that his calf seemed to be run over by a heavy truck weighing 20 tons, and the huge force not only destroyed his calf, but also destroyed his body's center of gravity, causing him to fly out sideways and fall heavily on the concrete floor.
Ling Qingfeng ran in front of him with a face full of unfinished eyes, and Ming Tong forcibly held back the sharp pain in his calf, and raised his arm to protect the door.
Bang! Ling Qingfeng stepped on it again, not only breaking through the opponent's arm defense, but also stepping on the opponent's face directly.
"Don't!"
"Stop!" Mingtong's two senior brothers exclaimed together.
Ling Qingfeng didn't continue to exert his strength, just let the other party's face stick to the sole of his shoe, and sneered: "Shaolin Zhengzong, but that's it!" It seems that it is also a deception and a stealing of fame, and it is very common. Compared to intelligence and force, you are not good. Remember to keep a low profile in the future, don't just find someone to compete, and you must have a long memory of being a man, we are a police academy here, not a martial arts hall. Alas, in fact, you see how low-key I am, I never show off my strength, what is this? If you can fight again, can you withstand the bullets? Cannonball? Missile? What age is it now, and it's long outdated to still play the trick of messing around! ”
After finishing speaking, Ling Qingfeng removed the soles of his shoes from Mingtong's face and slowly walked to Zhu Liming's side.
Jitong and Huitong hurriedly rushed to Mingtong and helped him up carefully.
Mingtong's left arm hung down, completely unresponsive, and his right leg couldn't even stand up, Jitong's eyes were red and he was about to step forward desperately, but he was pulled by Huitong, he knew that the three brothers had lost the upper hand today, and it would be a shame to fight again, not to mention that the kid just now was amazingly explosive, and he couldn't figure out the depth of the other party, so it was not appropriate to fight again.
"Ling Qingfeng, you are so ruthless! Dare to hurt my junior brother and insult my Shaolin name, our Shaolin monks will never give up! Just wait! When our senior brother comes back, I'll come back to you again! In order to get out quickly, Huitong had to move out of the name of the senior brother of the warrior monk.
As soon as he heard that they still had a senior brother, Ling Qingfeng secretly frowned, but Lou Hongyu next to him directly changed his face, and couldn't help but whisper: "The senior brother they are talking about is the leader of this group of warrior monks and special police, this person is very mysterious, he has only made one move, but it only took three moves to defeat the champion of the fighting group of the senior special police professional!" ”
"Damn! Such a hard source? Ling Qingfeng couldn't help but muttered softly, he knew that someone was stirring up trouble, so he wouldn't accept this interview. The superb royal jelly that I swallowed just now is already the last bit of leftover food at the bottom of the box, and if I have another hard hand, I can't beat it!
It is said that the world is unpredictable, but sometimes this person's luck is carried back, and it is really so evil!
Huitong and Jitong helped Mingtong and was about to leave, but found that a figure was in front of the way out.
Before they could react, the man flicked his hand, and the three warrior monks were like fragile babies, and they were all knocked to the ground.
"Amitabha, it's a few of you who are embarrassed, don't casually pull the name of Shaolin! Poor monks will not help you get ahead. The three of you are not good at martial arts, and your skills are not as good as others, so no one is to blame! The person who spoke had a face like a crown of jade, his forehead was wide and flat, his two sword eyebrows were straight into the temples, his eyes were bright, and his eyes swept the audience calmly, and few people dared to look directly at him.
"It's broken! Talking so well, and a big bald head, you don't need to ask to know that this guy who suddenly appeared must be the senior brother among the Shaolin monks! Miserable! Miserable! Ling Qingfeng's mind spun extremely fast, and as soon as he thought of this person's identity, he immediately turned around and snorted at Zhu Liming, and said with a smile: "Do you have a class today?" If you don't have class, you should go back to the dormitory and sleep! When I went out, I met a monk who was bald, unlucky! ”
Of course, that senior brother would not let Ling Qingfeng get away with it easily, and as soon as the words changed, he said in public: "However, if the other party is not a righteous and bright competition, but a trick and a trick, secretly harming the junior disciples, the poor monk Shi Yongkong will not let him go unpunished and deceive all sentient beings!" This classmate Ling, don't be afraid, the poor monk doesn't bother to do anything with you, do you dare to stay and compete with my junior brother again? ”
This handsome monk is not very young, but the city government is very deep, and there are words in the words, and Ling Qingfeng is not allowed to leave, nor is he staying, it is really very tricky. As Ling Qingfeng said, studying in the police academy and becoming a police officer depends not only on force, but also on wisdom.
Ling Qingfeng had no choice but to turn around in front of so many people and asked with a smile: "Little monk, the monks don't speak, what do you say?" I don't understand! ”
Shi Yongkong clasped his hands together, bowed his head and saluted Ling Qingfeng, and then said slowly: "Master Ling, you rely on the power of medicine to hurt people, and you are still treacherous, and you can't get into the hall of elegance. Today, the poor monk is going to fight a fake and uncover your painting skin, so as not to say that my Shaolin martial arts deceive the world and steal my name, which is unusual. ”
"Huitong, you go and take him! This son has eaten secret medicine, at most he is stronger, you take him down with a wrong hand, search out the medicine on his body, and make it public to the world! Let all the students of the police academy see clearly, he is just a waste wood relying on **, competing with our Shaolin authentic sect, he can only be a mantis arm blocking the car, a joke! ”
Huitong listened to the elder brother's explanation and was relieved. He was originally very confused, this Ling Qingfeng's footsteps were vain, he didn't seem to have much combat power, but he was able to defeat Mingtong with one move, it was precisely because he couldn't judge accurately, so he didn't have much confidence to fight against him, since Senior Brother Yongkong said that the other party relied on medicine to get away with it, then he was not afraid! How can subduing an infinitely powerful warrior and an infinitely powerful bear be the same thing!
Huitong's heart increased greatly, and he stepped forward and approached Ling Qingfeng.
Senior Brother Shi Yongkong here is still chanting, "The three of you remember that cultivators need to be brave and diligent, and they can't escape as soon as they encounter obstacles. ”
Ling Qingfeng's expression was solemn, staring closely at Huitong who came over step by step, the medicinal effect in his body had passed, and now he could only be regarded as a little excited at most, his strength was no different from that of ordinary freshman students, what could he rely on to defeat the Shaolin monk?
"You little thief, you almost deceived the monk! Hey! Come on! Let's fight again, let you taste the power of Shaolin's muscles! As he spoke, Huitong rushed into the middle circle and slapped Ling Qingfeng's shoulder with one claw.
This style is called turning the sky and pressing the ground, obviously patting the other party's shoulder, as long as the other party stretches out his hand to block a grid, he can immediately hold the opponent's elbow and arm, and the whole arm will be unloaded.
Ling Qingfeng has never learned martial arts, so he doesn't know how powerful this trick is, but he is also a little clever, so he simply kicked it in the chest, fighting to lose both, you slap me, I kick you, and neither of them will suffer!
As soon as Huitong saw this kid coming again, he didn't want to end up like his junior brother, he turned his claw into a palm, and cut Ling Qingfeng's knee with one palm.
Ling Qingfeng has never practiced moves, he doesn't know the truth of leaving three points of strength and half real and half virtual, his leg is kicked out with enough strength, the other party's change of moves, it looks extremely ingenious, he has no way at all, watching the other party slash down with one palm, and he seems to have stretched out his leg to cut it off.
Huitong was happy in his heart, this kid really doesn't understand martial arts! This palm slashed down and ruined his leg!
Just as he was about to make a move, an inconspicuous pebble swept through the air and lightly hit Ling Qingfeng's right ankle.
Ling Qingfeng kicked out his left leg, and his right foot was the support point, and when he was suddenly stressed, the whole person lost his center of gravity and fell directly backwards, while his left leg was naturally raised by ten centimeters, and his toes hit Huitong's throat first, and then he sat on the ground in embarrassment.
Ling Qingfeng bounced up as soon as his fart hit the ground, first stretched out his arms and legs to see if he was injured, and then recalled that he seemed to have kicked something with his toes. When he looked closely, he found that Huitong had a bitter face, and he clutched his throat with an extremely strange expression, and took a few steps back.
"What's going on?" The anger on Shi Yongkong's face flashed, and he hurriedly grabbed his junior brother.
Huitong clutched his throat, and Yi Yi couldn't speak, as if he had been hit with a dumb hole.
Shi Yongkong's brows furrowed, he didn't understand how this scene was done just now! That kid named Ling Qingfeng is obviously not proficient in martial arts, but he can easily resolve Huitong's misaligned muscles and bones, and can also hurt his throat, is there really a person in the world who is lucky enough to be so evil? If there are really people with this kind of heavenly luck, then what is the meaning of our existence for those of us who have practiced martial arts all our lives!
Thinking of this, Shi Yongkong forcibly suppressed the anger in his chest, and said loudly: "Master Ling Shi is really good, today it is the little monk who has lost his eyes!" I am ashamed! However, it is about the reputation of the Shaolin master, and the little monk has to be cheeky! Dare to fight with the little monk! ”
Shi Yongkong's last sentence used the roar of a lion with the magic power of Buddhism, which shocked the surrounding police academy students one after another, and their eyes turned black, and the momentum was really amazing!
Ling Qingfeng was the first to bear the brunt of the roar by him, and there was even more Venus in front of him, but he insisted on not covering his ears, but only treated himself as another person, staying out of the matter, and using this way to reduce the pain in his brain.
"War? Fight your sister! You monks, you really think this is a martial arts hall! After beating one after another, after beating one and one again, is there any end? If you can fight like this, why don't you go to the street and set up a ring? Your sister's! It's a big voice! This time it's really a best-of-three game, I won't play anymore, I don't accept you to bite me! ”
Ling Qingfeng endured the irritability and depression in his head, turned around and left, he knew very well that if he stayed here, Lao Tzu's nosebleed was about to be yelled out, it was too TM to hurt his body!
Shi Yongkong narrowed his eyes, and doubts rose again in his heart, because he was not sure whether Ling Qingfeng, this kid, was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, or holding on to his face!
At this moment, another inconspicuous pebble shot towards Shi Yongkong!