As a demon hunter who has been hunting for many years and has a brilliant record, even among the clan nobles, he can hear bad news even among the clan nobles, except for the basics such as hot weapons, Ji Qiu's hand-to-hand combat ability is naturally not weak, not only is it not weak, but in this modern era when firearms are popular, he is also one of the strongest people.

In his thinking, guns are powerful and simple to use, but they are ultimately restrictive, especially when you are in some special terrain or performing some hidden and assassination missions, not to mention pistols, even if there is an extra metal bar on your body, and some slightly stronger smell of gunsmoke, it may make you die an ugly death. As a well-trained warrior, it is far more important to be able to distinguish between powerful conditions in any situation and effectively use the surrounding conditions to match your body in battle, rather than only relying on firearms. After all, a killer who lurks at hand and will suddenly burst out to kill is more terrifying than those who blatantly rely on guns and bullets to eat.

Ji Qiu's hometown is in Cangzhou County, Hebei Province, where the people are fierce, and there have been many martial arts since ancient times.

This fist is said to have been created by a wandering master in the Qing Dynasty, which was originally born from the battlefield marksmanship of the Song Dynasty, and has been introduced to the people as a technique since then. Since then, it has continued to evolve over the centuries, gradually growing and branching out. Ji Qiuxue's branch was originally called Jiquan, and then changed its name to Bajiquan during the Qing Dynasty. The boxing method takes the gun as the bone, pays attention to "opening the door and sitting in the hall, starting the dantian, and reaching the distance of the eight directions", in a word, it is the hands, shoulders, elbows, feet, knees and other parts of the body can be used to attack. This fist comes from the battlefield, born from marksmanship, and pays attention to the body like a hard iron hand like a gun. In ancient times, the generals who fought on the battlefield were always inseparable from their horses, and they could not become generals without horses. Therefore, the upper body is a human, the lower body is like a whistling horse, and the spine is a tough ash gun, which twists the strength of the upper and lower joints of the whole body into a single force, and then hits it through the body. As soon as Ji Qiu's posture fell just now, eighty percent of the strength of his whole body hung on his legs, and when he kicked out, it was as if the weight of people and horses was pressed together, although it was just taken from the meaning, but the power was still not to be underestimated. Under the man's contempt for the enemy, he immediately suffered a loss.

Losing balance under his feet, the original defensive posture naturally revealed a flaw, Ji Qiu saw that he couldn't miss the opportunity, and immediately stepped to follow, shooting out with both hands, one hand against the man's arm to his head, and the other hand pressed down from the top of his head, as if a transparent solid ball was sandwiched between his hands, and wrapped around his neck from a tricky angle.

At this time, the two of them squatted and stood together, the difference in body shape just shortened the distance between them, and the other party was caught off guard, Ji Qiu's hands were wrapped around the man's neck almost instantly, and then one left and one right, directly clasping his palms together, and he was about to twist his neck.

The man reacted quickly, his hands almost at an anti-joint angle against his body, and he rose from the bottom, and inserted them between Ji Qiu's two arms, restraining his movements.

"Drink!" The man took a deep breath, a deep voice coming out of his throat, his hands were like two bundles of tightly held steel bars, heavy and hard, tightly tying Ji Qiu's arms to their fixed positions, making him unable to take an inch. Then with a flip of his wrist, his ten fingers were on Ji Qiu's forearm, and with a hard press, his nails pierced into it fiercely.

Laugh at!

The sound of clothes breaking sounded, and bright red blood gushed out from under Ji Qiu's skin, staining the cuffs of his coat red, mixed with the warmth that gradually dissipated, and sprinkled on the ground drop by drop.

The man poked out his tongue, took a few drops of blood and licked it, Ziba smacked his mouth a few times, and then smiled viciously, with a look of endless aftertaste.

"Fuck ......" The other party's ten fingers pierced into the flesh, the intense pain stirred Ji Qiu's nerves, he gritted his teeth suddenly, his waist sank, his strength suddenly struck, he bent down, picked up his shoulders and slammed into the other party.

The man was not afraid, and he also raised his left shoulder and slammed it forward!

Boom!

Their shoulders collided with each other, and then they pressed forward at the same time with a deep sound.

The two of them went up and down, confronting each other in a strange posture, like two statues standing silently, one bolting, the other struggling, and the two opposing forces kept pushing each other in place.

This is a real muscle confrontation, because of the mutual restraint of the joints, can not rely on any motor skills to attack, can only be used, the muscle strength of their own continuous training and the subtle control of various parts of the body.

"Drink!" The man roared again, his muscles bulged violently, and his hind feet stepped on the ground, as if a strong wind swirled from his legs out of thin air, with the help of this force, he put his arms against Ji Qiu's body, and then pushed it up hard......

Ji Qiu only felt a huge force coming from the other party, his legs were gradually lifted off the ground by him, there was nothing to rely on under his feet, and he could not maintain it with strength, the deadlock between the two sides was broken, and his whole body was suddenly pushed into the air.

"Die, waste!" The man began to shout, with a strange accent, and with a twist of his body, he was about to be thrown out.

At this moment, Ji Qiu's back trembled, and the whole body seemed to suddenly rise a few inches, and with this trembling, a sudden force rushed out from his arms, colliding on the man's arm at close range, and under one blow, the man's already formed lock technique was beaten out of a little gap.

This is the foundation of Bajiquan, with the lumbar spine as the central axis, the two hands are horizontal, the front and back struggle into the power of explosion, from the inside to the outside to explode the opponent's containment, relying on a little gap between his arms, Ji Qiu shrank his body and broke free from the man's confinement.

The man was a god, and his arms were already light, but he saw that Ji Qiu's body had not yet landed, and a palm had already shot into his face.

The most suitable distance, the most fierce strength, Ji Qiu pressed all the weight of his entire body on this palm, entered the tip joint, poured five fingers, and the whole arm suddenly shot out like a spring, and before the palm arrived, a strong wind had already hit the man's face, stabbing his eyelids painfully.

Tiger hard climbing, one of the most famous moves in Bajiquan. The ancients watched the tiger climb the hillside obliquely, the vertical tail bowed, the center of gravity of the body is on the front legs, this move is the same, take a move to explore the horse's potential, cross strength from the dantian, and then concentrate all the strength on the hand, a palm to shoot out, straight like a tiger pounces on the face, destroying people's hearts.

If this move hits, then turn the palm into a claw, and the five fingers are separated and deeply buckled to the opponent's face, regardless of whether the buckle is deducted or not, but these two times, as long as the hit, the enemy is basically seriously damaged.

Ji Qiu made up his mind and slapped it with one palm, but when he saw that the other party was in danger, his head shrank back, and at the same time, the hands hanging in front of him quickly raised and covered his face.

A palm slapped the opponent's arm, Ji Qiu pressed it, poured all the strength into it, and heard a crisp click, and the sound of fractures came from the opponent's arms, at this time, both feet landed, Ji Qiu stepped forward, and the other hand made an uppercut punch, directly to the man's chin.

Boom!

The real sense of hit came, Ji Qiu was overjoyed, and before he could withdraw his hands, he saw a flash of leg shadows in the corner of his eyes, and he came in a trance, and the next moment, he had been hit by a heavy kick in the chest.

Boom!

Flying four or five meters, Ji Qiu fell to the ground, then clutched his chest and coughed violently.

"Ahem, ahem......" He quickly turned over and stood up, rubbed his chest vigorously, and then looked up.

The man's right hand was pulled on his waist, and the part from the joint of his hand fell down in an unnatural posture, like a bamboo pole that was suddenly broken, he slowly raised his arm in front of him, and then clenched his fist hard, accompanied by a few 'click' sounds, the muscles of his forearm rose and contracted, Ji Qiu seemed to hear the bones in his body shaking, but in a few seconds, his forearm was connected back to the original joint.

"Troublesome guy......" Ji Qiu's face turned slightly blue, if there were any doubts just now, then now he can basically confirm that this guy in front of him is a werewolf. It's not an ordinary werewolf, but a 'king' class that can't be found among werewolves.

The so-called kings, according to the words of his original world, are the direct descendants of the legendary werewolf ancient ancestor 'Lycaon', and the type of anti-ancestor phenomenon among the werewolves is the most prominent. These werewolves possess much greater agility, stamina, and resilience than other werewolves at a young age. And in the process of growing up, what is hidden in their bodies will gradually merge with themselves, compared to the general wolf clan needs to transform to stimulate the powerful power hidden in the bloodline, they only need to have it in an ordinary state, not afraid of silver bullets and holy water, almost except for the direct blow at the physical level, the rest of the things that can form restraint on ordinary werewolves cannot cause them harm.

The man put down his right hand and pinched his arm, suddenly he stopped moving, his ears moved, as if he was listening to something, and the next moment, several loud wolf howls sounded from a distance, the man's face sank, he raised his head, opened his mouth and let out a howl.

"Woooooooo The howl pierced the night sky, and it was unusually clear and audible in the silent community, and soon after, the distant cry sounded again, and judging by the position of the two sounds, Ji Qiu found that the other party seemed to be rapidly approaching in this direction.

"Damn—" he scolded, turned and ran.