When I was on stage, the crowd of onlookers became lively and discussed.

Suppressing the anger in my heart, I deliberately didn't go to see Ma Bowen on the stage, turned my back to him, and threw my fists at the heroes in the audience.

said that Xiao Ke's name is Su Bai, from Quancheng Tiandi and consulting, I have been in the industry for a short time, but I am a nobody, and I have no intention of fighting. But this Ma Daoyou is not disrespectful, and he has found trouble with me several times, since this is the case, he is willing to learn from the tricks.

As for who is the thief and who is the rat, the heroes will know later.

I said this very flatteringly. China pays attention to the golden mean, and talks about reasoning in advance. What I mean is quite clear, that is, I didn't want to fight, but I was forced to take the stage because I had no choice, and I took the moral advantage.

These words were actually specially explained to me by the blind man before he took the stage. He told me that the time has now entered the tiger's escape, and these people in the audience themselves have their own aura, as long as they take advantage of the situation, they can use the aura of the group to strengthen the tiger's escape.

Sure enough, when I said this, many of the people in the audience nodded, seemingly agreeing with my point of view.

Moreover, after entering the ring, I could feel an indescribable air current, which seemed to be speeding towards me from all directions, slowly enveloping me.

There is something strange about these air currents, they are not gangqi, but more like some kind of natural magnetic field, I don't know what it is.

Ma Bowen was annoyed by what I said, and I didn't look at him at all after I came to power, so I was even more angry, and I burst into a shout and raised my fist to hit my heart.

I was silent on the surface, but in fact, I secretly guarded against his sneak attack, and I didn't turn around at the moment, silently reciting the five-character proverb in my heart, pouring the true qi of my whole body into my legs, and stepping on the sky and flashing to the side.

I don't know if it's because of concentration or what, unexpectedly, the Tianxuan step under my feet was more flexible than I remembered, and while easily avoiding Ma Bowen's heavy punch behind me, I even pulled out a gap.

The sound of Ma Bowen's fist carried the wind, and it could be seen that this blow was full of force, he was menacing, but the side of his body was wide open.

This thing is a blatant insult to heaven and earth, I was already holding back the anger in my heart, this opportunity is not in vain, and I did not hesitate at the moment, raised my right hand, slapped him in the face.

Ma Bowen's reaction speed was faster than I expected, he saw that the punch missed, he knew that he had already exposed the gap, his feet flashed, and his whole body took a few steps back to the side.

Even so, the white face was slid by the fingertips of my slap, leaving four red marks.

"Good ......"

We fought on the stage, but after a short period of lightning, some people in the audience could see clearly and cheered.

I recently forgot to cut my nails, which are a little long, and this slap is round again, so half of Ma Bowen's face quickly became swollen, and it looks a little funny, like a hooligan who has been caught, and it is better to be fanned by me to make it look good.

He suffered a loss, so he naturally refused to give up, and he didn't care about the injury on his face, and his body jumped forward, and one leg swept in the air, sweeping straight to my lower ribs.

If you look closely, this guy's whole body exudes a faint aura, this aura is not strong, but it is all over the body, as if the body is covered with a layer of mist. Old Friends Book House

This kind of aura is very similar to our previous teammate Orange Cat on a desert island in the East China Sea, which is the obvious characteristics of a person who cultivates his body at first glance.

The learning in the world is both literary and martial, and cultivation is no exception, but it is relatively special. For cultivators, in addition to the basic Dao knowledge that must be mastered, such as qi, mind, spirit, and array, there are two main types: body cultivation and method cultivation.

To put it simply, body cultivation is to use the true qi condensed by cultivation mainly for fighting and fighting, while the cultivation method is biased towards mudras and talismans. If it is explained according to the game, the person who cultivates the body is equal to the warrior profession, and the person who cultivates the law is a mage and a wizard.

In fact, the two are essentially interconnected, and both are based on true qi, but the direction of development is different. There are also initiates of the human body and the Dharma, but as the so-called broad but not refined, the effect of the initiates is obviously not as good as the single development.

Generally speaking, cultivators tend to have a certain foundation of kung fu before cultivating, such as fat people. Objectively speaking, he has no formal teacher, but because he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, he is basically following the path of physical cultivation.

So don't look fat, his speed and endurance are not below me, maybe there is a thousand years of demon spirit in the body, but the fundamental reason is because of the martial arts foundation, as mentioned above.

And although I have a master, the old man taught me from beginning to end, in addition to doing and reciting mantras, it is a seal, a talisman, a word and a step.

After the little stinky fart was transformed, most of what I was taught was mudras, and most of what was recorded in the parchment scroll "Longitudinal Boundary Record" was theoretical knowledge and mudra knotting, so our ghost eating sect should be regarded as a typical sect of cultivation.

After having glutinous rice dumplings, I have made great progress in physical arts, but after all, I am a cultivator, and in terms of hand-to-hand combat, I still can't compare with a cultivator who specializes in physical arts.

There are pros and cons to those who cultivate the body and those who practice the Dharma, and in the monastic world, there has been a saying since ancient times that "the cultivation of the Dharma is disturbed, and the cultivation of the body is damaged".

In actual combat, it depends on the opponent and the use on the spot, but in the ring where magic weapons and talismans are not allowed, the cultivator obviously has a clear advantage.

Ma Bowen was menacing, and the whip leg swept under my ribs. I knew that grappling was not my strong point, and I wasn't sure about the strength of the other party, so I didn't get entangled, urged Tianxuanbu, dodged and retreated.

Who knew that this Ma Bowen's body was erratic, one leg fell into the air and landed instantly, but as a supporting foot, his body turned sharply three hundred and sixty degrees, and the other leg was as fast as a long whip, and he swept towards my front door again.

Since my debut, I have experienced many vicious battles of all sizes, but this is the first time I have seen someone use the leg method in this way, not only elegant, but also a chain of legs, which is obviously a set of carefully rehearsed moves.

And I dodged back just to dodge a position, the purpose was just to dodge the opponent's sweep under the ribs, and when Ma Bowen's second leg swept through the air, it was too late to dodge.

I didn't dare to slack off, relying on my quick reflexes, I shrunk my neck and hid my head, ready to dodge this leg first.

When it was too late, the sound of the wind swept over my head, and the force sank with a strong wind, which made people's cheeks hurt.

I was contemplating whether to attack or defend next, when I felt a sudden darkness overhead, and the whip leg unexpectedly stopped diagonally above me, and with the momentum of Tarzan, the heel slashed down at my head......

At the moment, my position is limited, and I am in a half-squatting posture, so I can only hide to the side in embarrassment.

Who knew that Ma Bowen's volley split leg had not yet fallen, and the other leg also broke through the air and swept directly from the other side.

Almost instantaneously, his whole body was in the air, and his two legs were like a pair of scissors that opened and closed, directly blocking my way, unable to advance, unable to retreat......