Chapter Fifty-Four: Martial Practice's Angry Flow
In Meng Meng's sight, the sky and the earth were pitch black, but in the void, there were two different figures colliding, one gray and one gold.
Not only did they collide, but the two figures were still rising, like flames rising, illuminating the dark void, and the golden was Uncle Gaojun, at this time, it was like a round of tomorrow, fighting with the tengu who devoured the glory of the sun and moon.
Mengmeng's palms were full of sweat, and seeing that now, she had understood what the two were doing.
Gao Jun and the old man Dong Cheng seemed to be polite and thoughtful just now, and they signed up for each other, but as soon as they came into contact, where was there any politeness to talk about, as soon as Gao Jun made his move, he was like a thunderbolt descending into the world, and a punch burst out of the air.
Dong Cheng knew that his strength was not as good as his strength, his feet moved, sideways, and he dodged it without any difference, and the left hand behind his back fiercely stepped forward, and a short blade came into view, like a knife but not a knife, half a foot, like a combination of a machete and a dagger, the deep cold was as black as ink, and there was no reflection in the sunlight, if it was in the dark, it should be a sneak attack weapon.
Gao Jun was injured by this weapon last time, leaving a scar on his chest, he had already taken precautions, and his right arm was raised to hit the old man's elbow, against the blade, and at the same time a whip leg was withdrawn, this time the sound of the air explosion was more intense.
But the old man dodged again, Gao Jun's fists and legs hit the air one after another, and his eyes were even colder, close combat, he was king. Taking a sharp breath, even the surrounding air was vaguely drained, the chest and abdomen visibly bulged up, and with one foot, a top knee hit it, the old man's momentum was not weak at all, and the short knife in his hand was held back, and it was inserted into Gao Jun's chest, once it hit, it would be killed.
"Roar!"
An angry roar, like thunder landing, exploded in his ears, Gao Jun's arms instantly blasted out more than 20 punches, this is a set of combination boxing routines he honed in the boxing ring, the waste of physical strength is super exaggerated, but the power is superb.
In the world-level professional boxing tournament, only lightweight boxers can play combination punches, because it consumes too much physical strength, and at this time, Gao Jun actually played a heavyweight super combination punch, each punch is enough to knock out the opponent, not to mention more than 20 punches are stacked layer by layer, like a storm, powerless to stop.
Dong Cheng felt a lot of pressure for a while, and the blade in his hand was useless, the fist wind was too dense, and the air was distorted, obscuring the scorching sun.
"Boom!" Dong Cheng stepped lightly on his legs, rose into the air, took the move with his legs, and faced Gao Jun's iron fist, and the two had a battle that required the help of stunts to appear on the screen.
"Bang bang bang!"
Fist facing the soles of his feet, Gao Jun stood firmly on the cement table tennis table, playing the strongest move, the old man Dong Cheng, stepped out of the ripples in the air, his legs became afterimages, and he punched with his legs, obviously the punch suffered more, especially the old man's speed was terrifying.
But this is not the case, Gao Jun turned in a circle in the process of punching, and the old man was like a spinning top drawn by a whip in the air, constantly flipping, as if Gao Jun had become a dot, and the old man drew a circumference.
"Boom!"
The cement table tennis was shattered, originally rectangular, but now it has become a small round platform with a radius of arms.
The sound of the explosion covered up the sound of the old man being knocked away, after all, he was an old man, how could he withstand the huge force of Gao Jun, and finally he was knocked out of the air, stumbling against the wall, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, dyed red with a chest scarf, and his ruddy face turned pale.
"How? Tell me why, spare your life! Gao Jun gasped violently, just like the state of the cheetah after the attack, the blow just now consumed too much physical strength.
But when he stretched out his fist and sprinkled the glass scum in his fist, it moved the old man Dong Cheng, and he was an expert in the doorway, Gao Jun didn't use all his strength just now.
"Not yet!" Dong Cheng's body squeezed back, like a gecko, and actually walked up the wall, and at the same time, the two steel balls in his right hand also fell to the ground, and the old man obviously didn't use all his strength.
Gao Jun kicked the tattered ping-pong net, tore off his shirt, exposed his solid chest, and said in a deep voice: "Your ability is gecko skill?" ”
"If you want to know the answer, I'm talking about winning." Dong Cheng is like sticking his back to the wall, and his hands and feet move automatically, but he does not fall off the wall.
Gao Jun clenched his fists, his knuckles exploded, the joints and muscles of his body had been warmed up, and the whole person jumped down, stepped on it violently, and shot at the old man on the wall, and the unpretentious Shuanglong went to sea to play.
A pair of iron fists are like dragons soaring into the air, to make waves and harm the world, the air on the fist road condenses into a line, like an air sword shot out, stabbing the old man's clothes and hunting.
"Boom!" In the midst of the lightning, the old man rolled away, dodging the deadly attack again.
Gao Jun's iron fist slammed into the air, turning his fist into a claw and clasping it on the edge of the wall, and at the same time let out an angry roar from his mouth, which shocked the old man's mind a little.
"Smack!" Another whip leg pulled.
But this time Gao Jun miscalculated, such an environment was not enough to give full play to his advantages, but the old man was like a fish in water, easily dodged, and walked freely on the wall, and his free right hand had an additional short blade of the same kind, without the slightest brilliance, but it was a murderous weapon.
"Flutter!" Gao Jun was injured in his left leg and was stabbed, but the old man also paid the price, he was hit by his foot, and was once again knocked out of the hall and fell to the colored steel tile on the roof of the bathhouse.
"That's a lot of force, not bad." Dong Cheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, just by being wiped, his sternum was broken twice, and it was almost inserted into his lungs.
Gao Jun was silent, he was calm and crazy in the process of doing it, he didn't like to say much, his right hand grabbed half of the wall from the eaves, and jumped up with this force, like a meteorite outside the sky, burning with raging flames and falling into the roof.
The old man turned over to dodge, but it was too late, Gao Jun's weight and his whole body strength exploded, and he collapsed the roof, and at the same time punched, when he fell into the air, the knuckles grazed the old man's legs, don't look at it just like this, it made the old man's right leg numb, and fell down with the roof.
At this time, Gao Jun had already fallen to the ground, roared angrily in the sky, and swept away the obstacles on his head and body with his arms outstretched, but also made several small wounds on his body, bleeding blood, the taste of blood was a little salty, and it also made him more calm and crazy, and he could burst out with an ordinary unattainable potential, he made himself angry, this was the source of his outburst - Wu Lian Anger Flow!
"Is that all you have? Can't win me. Dong Cheng stuck the short knife in his hand into the wall, hanging in the air, and did not really fall down, the narrow bathhouse was too beneficial to Gao Jun, and the old man would be crushed into slag if he fell.
Gao Jun didn't talk nonsense, since he couldn't ask anything, let's talk about the result, this battle, he was very happy, even if the old man didn't confront him head-on, but he was angry and happy.
"Click!" But seeing Gao Jun grasp the sewer pipe with both hands, twist it hard, form a bow with both arms, and pull out a full circle.
Airplanes! With a slight tremble, a long steel water pipe was pulled out by him, and the joint of the water pipe was twisted on one side, spraying torrential water, high and high, and his legs alternately stepped on the walls on both sides of each other, using strong explosive force, and suddenly rose into the air, the water pipe in his hand was used as a spear, and his arms were raised, and he stabbed out domineeringly, and went straight to the waist of the old man......
PS: It's a chapter today.,Something went out early in the morning.,It's late to go home.。 I will make up for it later!