Chapter Eighty-Eight: Uncle?

It seems that this old man's strength is far more terrifying than he imagined!

In the midst of the internal strength, the old man's palm wind actually condensed into a substantial flame, and a huge burning palm swept straight towards Chen Dasheng.

Chen Dasheng only felt that the air around him suddenly became much hotter, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, so he immediately jumped a step and took a slight step.

Shenglong Fist!

"Roar!"

A roar was mixed with a dragon groan that shook the eardrums, and the thick internal strength turned into a fierce and incomparable qi, and as Chen Dasheng suddenly swung out a punch, it poured out along Chen Dasheng's arm.

A dragon-shaped qi nearly two feet long, roaring with teeth and claws, blasted towards the flaming giant palm.

"Boom!"

The deafening sound of the explosion shook the entire courtyard, and the dragon-shaped qi collided with the flaming giant palm, and at the same time annihilated into nothingness, leaving only a circle of violent shockwaves.

Several flower pots in the flower bed were directly shattered, and the old tree on the edge of the yard was also shaken to the ground, the dead branches and leaves fell to the ground, and the bluestone floor tiles in the courtyard were lifted up one by one, and were turned into debris by the scattered internal strength and gas.

The violent impact made Chen Dasheng staggered back a few steps, and almost sat on the ground, his internal breath surging, and he had the urge to vomit blood.

"It's so strong!"

Looking up, the old man didn't retreat half a step, just a wave of his sleeves, and calmed down the scattered anger, Chen Dasheng was not only frightened or frightened in his heart, is this really just a success? As soon as you succeed, you will defeat yourself?

"Ascending Dragon Fist? Have you met Deng Jiugong? ”

The old man put one hand behind his back, but his brows were furrowed, and a pair of tiger eyes looked at Chen Dasheng, and his tone was very sharp.

"Deng Jiugong?"

Chen Dasheng was stunned when he heard this, he was talking about Jiugongsanren, listening to the tone of this old man, it seems that he is not Jiugongsanren, he can have such a strong strength, who will this old man be?

"Great victory, no presumptuousness!"

At this moment, a familiar voice came from the corner of the courtyard, Chen Dasheng turned his face to look, and immediately smiled, "Sister!" ”

The person who came was Chen Xiaoli, Chen Xiaoli walked directly in front of Chen Dasheng and scolded Chen Dasheng, "Dasheng, you must not be presumptuous in front of your uncle!" ”

"Uncle?"

Chen Dasheng was immediately messy, and involuntarily turned his face to look at the old man, could this be the relative that my sister talked about on the phone before? It doesn't make sense, there are no relatives at home, even if this old man is his own relative, he shouldn't do it with himself as soon as they meet, right?

Chen Xiaoli ignored Chen Dasheng's doubts, but directly turned to the old man and asked, "Uncle, you have nothing to do, right?" ”

Chen Dasheng was speechless when he heard this, this old man is so powerful, he almost beat himself down as soon as he succeeded, how could there be anything? doesn't care about herself, but runs to care about others, is there such a sister?

Nangong Mu shook his head gently, his eyes never left Chen Dasheng, "Xiaoli, this is your brother Dasheng?" ”

"Yes, uncle, this is my brother, this kid is naughty, offended my uncle, uncle must not be surprised!" Chen Xiaoli nodded.

"It's no wonder, it's not weird, my uncle just wants to test his skills!" Nangong Mu stroked his beard and smiled.

"Ugh!"

When Chen Xiaoli heard this, her face twitched, it turned out to be like this, just now she heard a noise in the back, and ran to the yard to take a look, but she didn't expect Chen Dasheng and Nangong Mu to fight, she thought that Chen Dasheng offended Nangong Mu with a tiger's brain, so she quickly ran out to play a round, so as not to be injured by mistake.

"Dasheng, this is my uncle, hurry up and see you!" Chen Xiaoli turned his face to Chen Dasheng and said, his eyes were furious as he spoke.

It's not clear, Chen Dasheng will easily meet him, not to mention that this old man was still fighting himself just now, Chen Dasheng said, "Sister, our relatives are here, why haven't I heard of it?" ”

"Just because you haven't heard of it doesn't mean you haven't, my uncle came all the way from the capital!" Chen Xiaoli frowned, looking at that look, it seemed that he was about to beat Chen Dasheng.

Chen Dasheng was helpless, so he had to call his uncle to the old man who didn't know where he came from.

Nangong Mu nodded with satisfaction, turned his face to Chen Xiaoli with some confusion, and said, "Xiaoli, didn't you say before that Dasheng had just reached the realm of martial artists?" Why are all martial artists double? ”

Chen Xiaoli was also stunned when he heard this, and then sensed Chen Dasheng's qi, and sure enough, he was in the realm of a real second-level martial artist.

A pair of eyes fell on Chen Dasheng's body, wanting Chen Dasheng to give a reasonable explanation, this guy, when he called two weeks ago, he said that he had broken through the realm of martial artists, and now it has only been ten days, and he is a second-level martial artist, even if he has been empowered by the master, it won't be so fast, right?

Chen Dasheng scratched his head and said, "Last Saturday, I accidentally broke through, sister, I'm still waiting for you to come back and ask, am I in the realm of martial artists?" ”

Chen Xiaoli was suddenly confused, this kid was completely blind training, and he had actually cultivated to the realm of a second-level martial artist in such a short period of time, and he couldn't even be sure that he had cultivated to that level, she really didn't know what to say.

Breaking through last Saturday, that is to say, from breaking through the martial artist realm to breaking through the second-level martial artist, Chen Dasheng took only a week, less than ten days.

Nangong Mu pondered for a while as always, "The internal strength is majestic, and the strength is amazing, I'm afraid it's already comparable to a fourth- or fifth-level acquired martial artist, can you tell your uncle, how did you learn that domineering fist technique just now?" ”

"You mean the Ascending Dragon Fist Method?" Chen Dasheng asked, he has a set of Tai Chi boxing method and a set of ascending dragon fist method, just now Nangong Mu was surprised when he saw him perform the ascending dragon fist, Chen Dasheng took it for granted that Nangong Mu was asking him about the origin of the ascending dragon fist method.

Nangong Mu nodded slightly, "That's right, the Ascending Dragon Fist Method is the secret technique of Deng Jiugong of Jiugong Mountain, and only his personal disciples can do it, could it be that you worshipped Deng Jiugong as a teacher?" ”

Deng Jiugong is the first person under the congenital, except for the four innate martial arts sects, it is Deng Jiugong's strength that is the strongest, this Deng Jiugong is a figure of the same generation as Nangong Mu and others, but it is a pity that he has not been able to break through the innate for a long time. However, in terms of the status of the rivers and lakes, Deng Jiugong is only slightly inferior to Nangong Mu and others.

Nangong Mu is an extremely proud person, although the Nangong family does not have many grievances and grievances with Jiugong Mountain, but in his heart, Chen Dasheng is the successor of Chen Yunhe, where can he still worship others as teachers, such a thing of bullying teachers and destroying ancestors, if Chen Dasheng does it, no matter how talented he is, he will definitely not be able to be the grandson-in-law of Nangong Mansion.

Seeing the unkind expression on Nangong Mu's face, Chen Dasheng felt a little inexplicable, swallowed his saliva vigorously, and said, "I picked up that punching technique!" ”

"Picked up?" As soon as these words came out, Nangong Mu and Chen Xiaoli were stunned, what are you kidding, the secret technique of Jiugong Mountain is not a cabbage on the side of the road, so can you pick it up casually?

Chen Dasheng nodded, "That's right, it was also last Saturday that the head of the Cao family took a Taoist priest named Jinshi who claimed to be a great disciple of Jiugong Mountain and ran to Liu's house to look for trouble, and I had a fight with that Jinshi, but when they left, they left a book of boxing cheats, and then I picked it up!" ”

"Really?"

When Chen Xiaoli heard this, his brows gradually relaxed, and Chen Dasheng said the twists and turns of the whole process, but it was always an explanation.

Chen Dasheng nodded, what kind of Deng Jiugong, he hadn't even seen it, how could he apprentice?

Nangong Mu looked at Chen Dasheng strangely, "You mean, the exercises you picked up last Saturday have only been practiced to the level of the Ascending Dragon Fist in just a week now?" ”

Nangong Mu is not a fool, even if it is an ordinary boxing technique, it will take a lot of time to temper it on ordinary people, and according to the punch that Chen Dasheng just made, although it is still a little jerky, it is definitely not something that can be practiced in one or two days.

Even if Chen Xiaoli told him before, Chen Dasheng may have been empowered by the master Daigo, but even if it is initiated, it can only be infused with power, this practice of boxing can all depend on his own qualifications and talents, he has lived for such a long time, and he has never heard of anyone who can cultivate the world's most fierce Shenglong Fist to such a point in a week.