Chapter Twenty-Five: Everyone Sends Each Other, and the Book Business Is Peaceful

What is the quenching body, walking and refining the whole body with the qi of the body, accumulating over time, the hands are attached to the power of a hundred catties, the flesh and skin meridians are tough to ordinary people, and the first time to enter the door of cultivation, it can withstand deeper martial arts in the future, which is to quench the body.

Thousands of high-rise buildings rise from the ground, and the quenching realm is the most inconspicuous realm for outsiders, especially the first two realms, that is, they are stronger than the veterans who have been boiling for half their lives on the battlefield, but they are the foundation of cultivation.

Su Qinghuang saw a burst of Venus in front of him, and this time he hit the wall, there would be a pit, where was it as easy as Miss Wu in the audience said, it was clearly the kind that almost died.

But even if his head was full of roaring sound because of this head hammer, and he was in a trance that he could barely control himself, Su Qinghuang gritted his teeth and didn't dare to let himself take half a step back.

In such a situation, there is a line of life and a line of death, and the danger during this period is far from being comparable to that of Miss Wu after a few fights. Huang Zhengguo's decisive killing was really a mistake and took Su Qinghuang's life in the ring, and the others below couldn't say anything, at most they gave the Su family some dispensable compensation, and then Miss Wu was widowed, and in the end, she didn't know which Wang Balamb would be cheaper.

His hands were twisted, and Su Qinghuang couldn't break free for a while, since his hands couldn't be used, the only way to do it was to kick out.

Su Qinghuang's right foot breathed and kicked towards the most part of Huang Zhengguo's waist with a thunderous momentum.

This kick does not want to be able to seriously injure him, at least it has to distance itself from him, and Su Qinghuang will indeed suffer a loss in the close-range grappling.

Experience says that I don't feel anything on weekdays, but the two of them are close to cultivation, this thing does play a vital role, more than ten years of thousands of fights, so that Huang Zhengguo is familiar with every vulnerable joint of the human body, ruthless and ruthless, and it is quite difficult to deal with.

But no one expected that in such a situation, Huang Zhengguo would choose to deal with the hopelessly stupid method of risking his life.

didn't think about how to stop Su Qinghuang's kick, Huang Zhengguo chose to kick Su Qinghuang's lower abdomen with the same kick.

He is gambling, betting that Su Qinghuang, a pampered son, will not be as decisive and desperate as him, and he will be saved by attacking him, and Su Qinghuang will inevitably retreat. And if Su Qinghuang is really like this, the so-called step by step is slow, step by step, when the time comes, he will press step by step, with the long and the short, the winning side will be at least 20%.

If you want to ask Huang Zhengguo why he is like this, first, it is because of his personality, and secondly, Su Qinghuang's methods are indeed quite desirable, and if it drags on, it will change later, and he will quickly separate so many troubles from the victory and defeat.

But since the move is out, how can there be a reason to take it back halfway.

"Damn, since you want to work hard, then I will simply do what you want. Su Qinghuang thought fiercely, not dodging or dodging, he was also gambling, betting that he could take this kick and stand up.

Bang, bang.

Two muffled sounds, accompanied by the sound of slight cracking of bones, everyone saw the two people on the stage entangled in the electric light and flint, and quickly separated in the two muffled sounds, each of them retreated and flew up a distance of more than ten steps, and finally fell down on the big bluestone table of hard healed stone together, motionless, life and death are unknown.

There was silence off the field, and the needle drop could be heard.

Before the opening, if anyone said that he Su Qinghuang could win this hand, he would definitely be scorned and think that you were crazy.

The entire Qingjun has a population of one million, who doesn't know the sparse virtues of this one, and even those who have not grown up in their own education will come to say, you can learn from anyone, but you can't learn from that Su Qinghuang. This is the goods that have been nailed to the pillar of shame for nearly five years, what is the matter today, how can he fight so hard with that person named Huang Zhengguo.

Huang Zhengguo, no one knows about ordinary people, but occasionally there are ninth-rate gangsters who have mixed up with the underground audience have heard of this name, once ten games and ten victories in one day, desperately earning a little meager silver two in order to let the old lady at home be able to catch medicine and see a doctor, and in the last game, when three bones were broken, he grabbed a little bit of space and bit the throat on the opposite side with his mouth, forcing the opponent to admit defeat, and then won the last twenty taels of silver.

However, the poor family has always been life and death, God wants to accept your life, you can't stop it without a thousand taels of silver, Huang Zhengguo, who almost bought the family, still didn't save his mother's life, and after more than 20 days, the old man finally died, and Huang Zhengguo withdrew from the field for half a year.

After returning to the field, this guy didn't know what was going on, his strength was even more refined, he actually pierced through that layer of shackles, broke through to quench the first realm, and then it was half a year, the second realm of quenching, and now, the peak of the second realm of quenching, it is difficult to find opponents below the three realms, except for the Yuan sledgehammer who just went to the third realm, this person can be called invincible. Some people even say that because Yuan Sledgehammer can't count a few rounds a year, he has already been hollowed out by wine on weekdays under slackness, and who is the real first person in the underground field. The following grams, although rare, are not impossible.

Xiao Cun clenched Wu Muxin's fingers, and her heart was raised to her throat, didn't the girl say that it was okay, how could the two of them lie on the stage together in a daze, without moving their hands and feet. Looking back at her girl sitting on the chair, her face was not wavering as usual, but the cold sweat in the palm of her hand, the little girl didn't know whether this slimy was the girl's or her own.

"It's going to be fine. Wu Muxin said softly.

"Ahem, ahem. As if in response, there was a voice on the stage.

"It's the young master, and he's still alive. Xiao's ears were the first to hear the sound, and when she saw that it was her young master who moved, she then sat up reluctantly with her body half-propped up, grinning in pain, and then she let out a sigh and said, it seems, even the girl's hand holding her was loose.

"It hurts. This was Su Qinghuang's first reaction when he sat up, and at the last moment, he tried his best to move his body slightly, and finally avoided the soft and weak part of his lower abdomen, but the ribs above were not so lucky.

Huang Zhengguo also half-sat up, and his injuries were no less severe than Su Qinghuang, but he was silent, staring at Su Qinghuang with a pair of bull's eyes. The last kick, he only felt that he had kicked on a layer of film, dissolving his strength by three points, otherwise Su Qinghuang's physique was obviously inferior to him, and he would definitely not be able to sit up.

Qi does not leave the body is one of the signs of the quenching realm, which means that before breaking through the five realms of quenching, Qi can only play an auxiliary role, the key to victory or defeat is still the kung fu on the fists and feet, as for the skillful control of martial arts, it must at least be the qi yuan or even the heartbeat realm, it is not Su Qinghuang who carries defensive treasures with him, the Su family always has some family business, there are one or two things that are human nature, but they have obviously checked it before going on the field, and everything is fine. Thinking about breaking Huang Zhengguo's head, he didn't know what was going on with the film that leaked his strength.

It's just that if he knew that Su Qinghuang's cultivation was not his own qi, but the aura of heaven and earth, which had its own wonderful use, so he could mention the little aura that could be mobilized in the meridians to protect his abdomen and chest when he couldn't do anything, what would he think.

It is also thanks to the method of practicing Reiki that has been lost for a hundred years, and there is a legend about it like a small stone in the long river of thousands of years, throwing it into the water at most to splash a splash, and the current juniors have almost forgotten this. Otherwise, if someone knows and recognizes it, it may cause some commotion.

Huang Zhengguo doesn't have Su Qinghuang's ability to mobilize aura, he is really heavy on the waist, which is the most important place to exert force around his body, this time is not only as simple as half of his body can't move and his bones are broken, but it is also difficult for him to get up and fight with Su Qinghuang again.

Just now, the two of them had the power of a bull with one kick, Huang Zhengguo knew that his internal organs were displaced, and he couldn't bargain for it if he started again, he was not greedy for life and afraid of death, but he didn't want to leave his life in this ring, it was not worth it. I'm afraid that the thing that promised that person will not be finished, and the godmother can't be left unattended for the rest of her life, thinking about it, Huang Zhengguo raised his right hand high, and actually said to the referee on the side to admit defeat.

"I throw in the towel. ”

Huang Zhengguo's face remained unchanged, he acted competently, he admitted defeat and admitted it simply, he didn't need the help of others, he endured the pain and walked off the stage, the people below watched him limp away, pointing behind his back, whispering and talking, many people had a dark face darker than the color of the bottom of the pot, and there was no good face if they lost the silver.

Su Qinghuang watched him leave, stood up and was about to step down, at this time there were some commotion sounds below, and there were even slightly frivolous whistles. Su Qinghuang only cared about himself and lowered his head, there was clearly a shadow on the ground, raised his head, and the fluttering white clothes were already standing in front of him, waiting for him to raise his head.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm tired, let's go home and rest. Su Qinghuang said with a heartless smile.

Miss Wu didn't respond, but just stretched out her right hand that was as clear as jade, almost transparent under the reflection of the sun in the sky. Su Qinghuang grinned, not because of how intense the pain in his ribs was, but because the eyes around him were really scorching, which could make so many men have a charcoal fire in their eyes, and I am afraid that there is only one in Qingjun.

Many people who could see the gods did not come back to their senses until the female companion next to them twisted their thighs fiercely, the women of Wu Di are gentle, and they can never talk about the pedantic dogma of three from the four virtues, women may not be as good as men and have more of their supporters, and when they go back at night, many old men should have to kneel on a washboard.

Miss Wu has given enough face here, Su Qinghuang finally stopped worrying, leaned forward gently, this scene almost exhausted all his mental strength, except for the killer feature of Starfall, he can be said to have exhausted all his means.

In the eyes, there is a piece of vegetarian brocade, and the mouth and nose are soft and fragrant, like the most comfortable pillow that makes people drowsy.

Wu Muxin looked at Su Qinghuang, who had his eyes slightly closed, leaned on his ear and lowered his eyebrows and said softly, "Okay, let's go home." ”

Immediately supported Su Qinghuang, and walked towards the outside of the venue step by step, the little girl followed, and everyone consciously divided a path.

A group of three people slowly left in the unbelievable or incorrigible gaze of everyone, wantonly publicizing.

According to the later "Qingjun Chronicles", there are only a few words in this paragraph.

"On the twentieth day of February of the lunar calendar, Qingjun Dabi, a woman in front of everyone, supported the seriously injured and came out, followed by a personal maid. More than 2,000 people outside the venue sent each other silently, magnificent waves. ”