Chapter 515: The Battle of Fujitai

The qigong master took the stage, as if he was walking leisurely in front of Shen Ming.

The old man had a white beard and white hair and a smile, as kind as a grandfather next door, and couldn't help but let Shen Ming politely hug his fists and greet him.

"In the lower shadows, please advise."

"I don't dare to teach, an old man in the countryside doesn't know anything else, so he just plays Tai Chi. If the little brother doesn't dislike it, how about accompanying me, an old man, to push the pusher? The old man cordially invited.

"Pusher? Then give it a try. "When Shen Ming was angry with the Thief Saint Study, he also pushed his hand, and he still understood something.

This gentle way of killing, emphasizing the use of qi to fight qi, is the most direct method of qigong duel.

Shen Ming raised his hand and put the old man's hands together, it was hard to imagine that this old man, who looked to be over eighty years old, had ruddy and hot palms, as hot as fire.

"Little brother, the old man's push may be a little fast, you have to keep up." After the qigong master finished speaking, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

"Quick? How fast can it be? Shen Ming was puzzled, in his understanding, the pusher was the way of leisure and entertainment of the old man and the old lady, which could be regarded as square dancing before the invention of "Moonlight on the Lotus Pond" and the tweeter, right?

But when the qigong master launched, Shen Ming knew that his understanding was completely wrong. Who would have thought that his old hands, when they moved, their hands were as wide as lightning, and the hands that restrained Shen Ming followed the turn, and the speed was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Shen Ming only felt that he had inserted his hands into a centrifuge, and his hands were no longer his own.

Only the strength of the arm constantly strengthens the muscles and veins of the arm, protecting it from being torsional and tearing at this high speed. But no matter how much qi power was instilled, the hands of the qigong master still drained Shen Ming's qi away, like a bottomless whirlpool.

"He couldn't last 30 seconds." The second Feng Fengshan sighed.

"This little brother doesn't look so good, I bet it can last 1 minute." The third Feng Xixi said with a smile.

If he doesn't find a way to deal with it, Shen Ming will definitely let one of the two brothers win. Suddenly, in the midst of the high-speed rotation push, Shen Ming suddenly clasped his hands behind his back, grabbed the wrist of the qigong master, and stopped the whirlpool.

"The old man is good at kung fu, and others are attacking him with force, but you are doing the opposite, changing to live and pumping to the opponent and dying. Just a little bit, and I'm dead. Shen Ming gasped.

"But you're still not dead? Little brother, don't you understand the truth of early death and early reincarnation? Looking at your appearance, you know that you have offended the Feng family, and the longer you live, the more you will be offended, so let the old man give you a ride! The qigong master wanted to pull out his hands, only to find that Shen Ming's hands were like two pliers strengthened with qigong, grabbing his wrists and unable to break free.

This is exactly the stunt that Feng Ruotong once taught him in the train compartment - the inner hand, a close body technique far superior to Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu.

"It would be unfair for you to be alive so old and let me die. Besides, even if I give you my life, can you take it? "Shen Ming quickly stepped forward, and various joint techniques emerged one after another, fitting his body to the body of the qigong master, and the feeling became less and less like a fight, more like a dressing bed' scene.

Fighting and fighting, the clothes are torn, and they are getting more and more obscene...... In the end, Shen Ming clasped the qigong master's hands and rode on his neck from the front, and that posture was extremely obscene......

"Ah!!h The qigong master screamed sideways, his hands had been completely dislocated by Shen Ming, and even his phalanges were in a state of separation.

In this state, the only way to fight back is to bite Shen Ming's X, but for a straight man who has been straight for more than 80 years, he can lose...... But you can't win so humiliatingly, right?

Besides, if you bite it, you can definitely win? If he suddenly resorts to the Great Law of Excretion...... That scene was too ...... Disgusting.

"I lost!" The qigong master's hands were abolished, and he loudly said to forgive.

Shen Ming won another one, but the final victory was still far away.

There are new opponents on the stage, some of them are holding weapons that Shen Ming can't name, all kinds of Dafa are weird and changeable, and few of them play cards according to routines.

Shen Ming originally wanted to hold on a little longer and then use the qi, because this thing is different from the body, the body can be rested a little bit to make up for it in the interval, but the qi, once you don't stop using it, it will take a long time to recover after the qi is exhausted.

But he won't come exactly according to his plan, and the people who came to power later were all masters in the martial arts, not to mention locking their hands and feet, even if they let go to fight this wheel war, they didn't have much chance of winning.

From the beginning of the battle at sunrise to noon, even the coiling dragon in the middle of Fujitai had been dyed into a red dragon by blood, and Shen Ming still refused to fall.

Even if he has been defeated countless times, he can always support the earth to get back up and fight again.

After 10 hours of continuous fighting, he was defeated by as many as 100 opponents...... Shen Ming's various wounds and bruises all over his body had made him unrecognizable, but he still stood in the center of Fujitai, not flinching too much.

The entire Li Wulin was shocked by this person, they were all martial artists who had been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for many years, and they had never seen anyone as tenacious and capable of fighting as him.

His combat is no longer a simple move and technique, but a will and instinct. Every move he makes, every turn of his head, every step he takes, has only one purpose, to bring down any opponent who dares to stand in front of him.

There is too much blood flowing, both of their own and of their opponents. His clothes, and the chains on his hands and feet, were dyed bright red. Some of the blood has clotted, and some of it is still fresh.

Under that bloody face, Shen Ming was still smiling, and he was still looking at Feng Qianqi and smiling.

"I finally understand why Feng Quan can rest assured that he will hand over the Feng Family Seal to you, it seems that only if you are strong can you stand tall at any time, right?" Feng Qianqi also had to admit Shen Ming's amazing strength, and now he somewhat regretted his wayward play, if he could have a fair duel with him from the beginning, it should also be a great blessing in life?

And now, he is like a candle in the wind, and if he fights with him again, he will only appear to have no grace, and there is nothing to be happy about if he wins.

"Black and white, I don't want to see his face anymore." Feng Qianqi ordered softly, "Solve him for me." ”

I saw black and white impermanence jumping on the Fujitai from both sides with a long shackle, the remaining two protectors of the Feng family, they could smash a hole in a single platform, and the two went together, and even the heirs of the Feng family did not feel that they had the ability to resist it.

Although Feng Qianqi said that the Feng family does not participate in the world's No. 1 martial arts meeting, who knows if he is talking about "Feng Jiaren" or someone surnamed Feng? Who would dare to ask him why he couldn't do it?

"Hey, hey, I'm dead? I actually saw even black and white impermanence......" Shen Ming's right eye was swollen into a slit, and the picture he saw was slightly blurry.

The black and white impermanence in a half-length robe, wearing a mask, quickly came up from the left and right. They don't need weapons, as masters of internal boxing and tangjiao, one of them is the boxing teacher of the young masters and ladies of the Feng family, and the other is a leg instructor.

The left and right bows were opened, one hand resisted one person, and the dazzling fist and leg techniques were superimposed, and Shen Ming was overwhelmed. The missing punches and kicks are hard connected with the zero body of the body, although most of the strength is excluded from the body, but the bearing capacity of the muscle tissue is limited, and if there are too many injuries, the conduction will become incomplete, and the residual strength in the body causes local injuries. The bruises became darker, and some of the wounds were no longer in sight.

I saw that Hei Wuchang turned around and kicked straight with one move, and when he was dodged by Shen Ming's retreat, Bai Wuchang in mid-air landed on the back of his leg, and jumped several meters to catch up with Shen Ming with his strength, and a set of heavy punches were all red in his chest, Shen Ming flew out upside down, and fell heavily to the ground and smeared a long trace of blood.

"Ahem!" Shen Ming vomited a mouthful of blood from the side of his head, feeling that his lungs were about to be broken.

After having the reverse scales and learning to make decisions, it had been a long time since he had been beaten so badly, as if he had recalled the experience in the Nirvana camp at the beginning, and he was on the verge of death at any time.

"Don't stand up again...... Feng Jia and Ruotong's hearts almost shouted, they both knew that this fight could be resolved in another way, and there was no need for him to continue to insist.

But in Shen Ming's opinion, men are stubborn, you can be inferior to people for the sake of your beloved woman, kowtow and call your father, but you can only fight...... You can't afford to lose!

The ground supported by Shen Ming stood up again, leaning forward and almost falling on both sides, but still trying to stand up.

"Xiaobai, you are too light, he can still move." Black Impermanence blamed his teammates.

"Are you farting, I didn't keep my hand, and all the soul chasing fist strength was entered, a total of thirteen punches." Xiaobai is daughter scolded back.

"It's really strange, you can't die like this, even the fisherman's hard armor should be blown up, right?" Black Impermanence wondered about the back of his head.

"I'm going to die, and if I do it again, I'm going to die." Shen Ming raised a middle finger and beckoned to the two.

"If you want to die, we'll give you a ride!" The black and white impermanence stepped forward and rushed forward again, one after the other, and the movements overlapped like one person.

Breathing, breathing, breathing, dantian, Shen Ming calms the heart like stopping water, and the qigong that can only be used when he reverses the scales, was awakened by Shen Ming with an ordinary body, and used it with Feng Xidu......

At the moment when Hei Wuchang kicked out, a roundabout kick with the same rhythm directly broke the chains connected to his feet and kicked heavily on Hei Impermanence's feet.

"Ahh The screaming black impermanence calf bone was kicked out of his knees, and he took three steps back with one foot.

Bai Wuchang, who turned over and jumped up from behind at the same time, did not fall on the legs of the old man, but on Shen Ming's feet.

"Hello, I've been flying for too long, come down!" Shen Ming chuckled and broke the shackles on his hands, and pressed Bai Wuchang to the ground, and what happened next will not be described.