Chapter Eighty-Three: Fighting
The thought floated, and the walker suddenly walked towards Chen Feng, arched his hand and said, "Brother Hurricane, I am happy to see Hunting, I don't know if I can give advice?" ”
As he spoke, the walker had already withdrawn his hand and put on a posture that was about to move.
Looking at the walker's appearance, Chen Feng was quite speechless, knowing that it was not good to meet this kind of battle maniac, but it was not good to refuse at this time, and Chen Feng had just broken through the first heaven, and he had already come to the twentieth week, to be honest, it was also the time to be proud.
"Good!"
Chen Feng is straightforward, with the strength of a single round of ancient martial arts, he Chen Feng is already in the Dacheng realm now, even if it is the Five Poisons Sect, as far as Chen Feng knows, only the Great Elder is in the same realm as him, and even the Five Poisons Sect Leader Yang Xu is only in the Xiaocheng realm!
"Brother Tempest!"
The walker looked at Chen Feng with a smile and said in a crepe manner.
"You were sent by the Ancient Martial Sect?"
Chen Feng looked at the style of the walker, and was quite curious, like him, who came out of the wild way, he could fight if he wanted to, and the only ones who had made an appointment to fight before the fight were those disciples from the orthodox ancient martial arts sect.
The so-called three major sects in the southern province, the five poison sects are just the lower nine streams, and the Phoenix Gate is not much better, at most it is a third-rate sect in the ancient martial arts world, and only the Tianlong Temple in Dali has a long history, it is a big sect that has been handed down from the Northern Song Dynasty, and the times are biased towards the southern province, and there are not many descendants in the past dynasties, but it is still one of the first-class sects today.
"Could it be that you are a disciple of the Heavenly Dragon Temple? It's not like Tianlong Temple is a monk, and I haven't heard of any practice on behalf of others. ”
When the walker heard Chen Feng's words, the expression on his face changed, and he couldn't help but say loudly: "Brother Hurricane, don't guess, I'm not from your Southern Province!" ”
"Oh?" Chen Feng frowned and said with a smile: "It just so happens that I'm not from Southern Province either!" ”
Before the words fell, between the lightning and flint, the two people were full of momentum, staggered with each other, like two tigers looking at each other, and the oppressive tyrants and others all retreated in horror, and their faces were involuntarily shocked.
"It's so strong!"
Someone muttered.
The next moment, the walker made the first move.
"Whew!"
A piercing sound sounded in the air, and the walker's right fist came straight towards Chen Feng's chest, moving forward without dodging or dodging.
It almost feels like it's inevitable!
However, who is Chen Feng?
He was not affected by the walker at all, and the opening and closing of the exhalation was also a punch, Luohan boxing, which can almost be said to be the most basic boxing technique, is widely spread in the north and south of the river, and there are many people who practice this boxing method.
However, the walker has never seen a person who will perform the Arhat Fist like this!
Invincible?
Or is it a coincidence?
The walker couldn't tell, he only knew now that his blood was extremely boiling, his fighting spirit was extremely high, and his fist speed was a few points faster.
The two fists collided with each other, and almost at the same time took a step back, shook their hands, and felt the heartache in their hands, the walker was even more excited, and involuntarily reached out and threw away the black robe on his body, revealing his white skin, and the blue-black blood vessels and meridians below, which was terrifying.
Chen Feng didn't have much to do, through the collision just now, he could already clearly sense that the strength of this walker was at most the late stage of Xiaocheng, the appearance of seventeen or eighteen weeks, and he was not afraid, but Chen Feng's brows were furrowed at this time.
"I'm afraid your body is not suitable for continuing to fight, right?"
Chen Feng said in a low voice, so subtle that only walkers could hear it.
And when the walker heard Chen Feng's headless and brainless words, he was also stunned, and couldn't help blurting out: "How do you know?" No, is that what you're capable of? ”
Hearing the words of the walker, Chen Feng did not answer, and asked an ancient martial artist what his ability was, which was a taboo, even the Qingdao people had never asked Chen Feng what his ability was.
As soon as the words came out, the walker also reacted, and said apologetically: "What, you just didn't ask, I was too anxious just now, let's continue to fight, you can rest assured that I can control myself, and when I really can't, I will admit defeat, okay?" ”
Hearing the Xing's words, Chen Feng nodded and said, "Yes!" ”
It turned out that as the walker became more and more excited and his heartbeat became faster and faster, Chen Feng heard a murmur in his heartbeat, this kind of murmur Chen Feng had only heard in people with congenital heart disease, but the walker's physique was too strong, so Chen Feng didn't hear it just now.
An ancient warrior, or such a belligerent ancient warrior, could actually have a congenital heart disease, this has to be said to be a great irony!
After all, people with congenital heart disease are born weaker and sicker than ordinary people, and even if they exercise a little harder, they may be unlucky.
Not to mention strenuous exercises like martial arts!
I have to say, the walker is a miracle!
While the thoughts were rolling, the walker knew that Chen Feng was powerful, so he took the lead again, pounced like a cheetah, and when he came to Chen Feng, he even lashed at Chen Feng with a whip leg.
The sound of breaking the air sounded!
Chen Feng's palm stretched out, and between the tumbles, it seemed to be a gossip turn, and an ordinary Bagua palm was also like Luohan Boxing, showing a different kind of brilliance.
The next moment, Chen Feng's two hands were like a gossip mill with a combination of two sides, wrapping around the traveler's legs and gently exerting force, and suddenly the walker's whole person was thrown out by Chen Feng.
Although the walker flying in mid-air is still enthusiastic, his heart has become extremely calm, this is his ability, there is a saying, a piece of ice heart in the jade pot, his ability is the ice heart, once it is running, it will become extremely calm, not to mention his body, even the wind and grass outside the body can feel a little.
That's where his confidence comes in when he stops before his heart is overwhelmed!
In this world, the person who knows his body best is himself!
Throwing the current Chen Feng away with a gossip palm, stepping forward, his whole body was full of momentum, and he shot out like a sharp sword out of the sheath!
Ever since Gu Wu broke through to Dacheng, Chen Feng felt that whether it was Luohan Boxing, Baguazhang, or military fighting techniques, they had all bloomed with a new vitality under his hands.
What is Dacheng? Maybe this is Dacheng!
Chen Feng's heart seemed to have an understanding, but his movements still did not stop, and between his footsteps, he had already quickly approached the walker who flew out.
And the walker looked at Chen Feng who was running over, and there was no fluctuation in his heart.