The palm suddenly smashed down, the Zhenmen martial artist did not expect this move, and was immediately caught off guard, and the shoulder was firmly touched, and for a moment his body was unstable, and at the same time, the Xunmen master suddenly advanced sideways, making it a "sheep mountaineering" step!

Goats can jump on the slopes of sloping hills at will, because their hooves are very pointed, the area is small, and they only need to find a little plane to stand still, and the steps of sheep climbing mountains are also the essence of drunken fists.

The body is shaking but not falling, and the arms are like dragons.

Walking gossip on his legs, drunk and hazy, stumbling, but all the tricks are hidden and killed!

This arm was copied and drilled to the shoulder blade, this Xunmen martial artist's arm was vigorous, and with such a shaking, the Zhenmen martial artist was actually directly dropped out by him with a palm!

Drunk and powerful!

In an instant, it went straight to the heart, splitting down from above, and pressing the top of the mountain.

In the end, with such a shake and a fall, the man was thrown out like a wine jug!

The Zhenmen warrior fell to the ground hard, and his body rolled three or four times in a row, and then he stood up in embarrassment, and the Xunmen warrior was still floating in his footsteps, and he couldn't help but look like the wind.

Four or two dial a thousand catties, there is no thousand catties of strength, how to dial a thousand catties?

The strength of this Xunmen martial artist surprised this Zhenmen martial artist, and at the same time, impossible shouts sounded at the eight gates of the ring.

At the gate, Wang Huai'an's eyes widened, and he roared violently: "This is impossible!"

"It's... This Xunmen martial artist is really a master of drunken boxing!"

His face was pale, and the few people beside him were whispering, most of them were surprised voices, and these voices were no less than a storm in Wang Huai'an's ears.

He was still saying just now that this person is not proficient, and he will be knocked out of the ring if he can't make a few moves, but in the blink of an eye, the shocking martial artist was slapped out by this person, which is like a slap in his own face for Wang Huai'an!

It hurts, it hurts!

Sun Changning looked at the fighting style of the Xunmen martial artist, and saw some doorways, this person's palm just now just threw the Zhenmen martial artist out, not directly tearing off his muscles and breaking his bones, so this kind of drunken fist based on grappling should be Wen Baxian Boxing.

Wen Eight Immortals mainly grabbed and folded tendons, and Wu Eight Immortals mainly tore flesh and bones.

And the Big Eight Immortals are extremely fierce, and if you don't deliberately observe, you can't see the traces of drunken fists.

This Xunmen boxer is wearing a sportswear, he is very young, and he looks like he is about twenty-three or four, and he will not be more than twenty-six years old at most, and the Zhenmen martial artist looks similar, estimated at twenty-five or six.

This is the period when the spirit of a person's life rises the fastest and most vigorously, and the value of force increases rapidly.

Zhenmen boxer stared at the Xunmen boxer, at this time, the pace was stepping, and it was another move "Qinglong absorbing water" to hit out, the fist wrist trembled quickly, and the wrist strength was used again and again, so eight times in a row, and the Xunmen boxer dismantled eight moves in a row!

A punch was smashed, and the wrist was not withdrawn, so the opponent held the wrist with a claw, and at this time, the Xunmen boxer's body turned, and the lower plate shook violently, only looking at the waist and hips, and the knee directly hit the lower abdomen of the shocking boxer!

One by one, at this time, the Xunmen boxer made a move to hit the jaw of the Zhenmen boxer, and this time he suddenly heard the sound of bone cracking, and the Zhenmen boxer also stumbled, and his fists began to swing indiscriminately, and he couldn't see the frame of Qinglong's fist going to sea.

"Haha, good punch, good Eight Immortal Fist!"

Leaving the door, Liu Shengji laughed, looking at the Xunmen warriors on the stage, his eyes flashed brightly, and his fighting spirit was surging.

In the pavilion, Bai Lao looked at the boxing skills of the Xunmen boxer, and was also quite surprised, and commented again and again: "Not bad, these two moves are the parietal bones of the knees, and the cooperation of the Heavenly King Tota is really wonderful!"

Crash!

In the center of the ring, there was a shock, and the shaking boxer was put down again by the Xunmen boxer, the arm was twisted, and even the tendons were torn off three times, and one arm was directly dislocated.

"He can't fight, his muscles and bones have been broken by me, and he needs to recuperate for a while. ”

The Xunmen boxer shook his body and made a crackling sound, while the Zhenmen boxer staggered out of the ring with a dead face, unable to even admit defeat.

Because it's so humiliating.

"In the first battle, the winner was Du Shenxian. ”

Du Shenxian, this is the name of the Xunmen boxer, and as for the Zhenmen boxer who failed to step down, no one knows what his name is.

was originally an unknown person, if he won in the ring, he would be famous in Jiangdong, if he failed, it would be nothing, at most he would lose a little face, change places, practice hard for three or five years, and then come out, and he is a good man.

Of course, there are also people who don't realize that there is a heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, and they often fall into a slump, completely stop fighting, withdraw from the industry, and change to other livelihoods.

Sun Changning kept the name of this boxer in his heart, and silently figured out the opponent's boxing skills before, deduced the movements in his mind repeatedly, and tried to practice.

A set of actions, but one can be two can not be repeated, and the other party has made moves again and again, I am afraid that the other party will learn it directly.

Of course, most boxers do not have this kind of comprehension, a set of boxing to be proficient in a fight for a long time, touch the routine, this can know the key, which is a feint, which is a killing move, and a feint attack is also a killing move, the so-called can't hit is a feint, hit is a killing move.

But Sun Changning is different, it's not once or twice that he learns martial arts after watching two or three times, so this time, Sun Changning is also confident that he will learn the way to play the drunken Eight Immortals.

"Drunk lifting pot force, this trick is to use the power of a thousand catties to dial a thousand catties, the strength of the human bones, the force of the double, Du Shenxian's strength must not reach a thousand catties, far inferior to me, and even such a palm can make people fall out of three or four meters, if I come to perform this trick, then ......"

Sun Changning silently calculated, and then came to a result.

If he had performed this trick by himself, the shaking door boxer just now estimated that he would have to break even the bones of the person, and he was afraid that he would be able to fall out of the big fight directly.

This is not bragging, after all, three thousand catties of divine power are placed here, even if the old cow elephant is hit, he will faint, or even be directly beaten out of the brain, let alone a person.

Sun Changning raised his head, his eyes swept around, and then he saw Wang Huai'an, whose face was extremely ugly, and the few martial artists around him, who were relatively close to Wang Huai'an, also did not look good.

Wang Huai'an noticed Sun Changning's gaze, and what made him angry was that Sun Changning's gaze only stayed on him for a moment, and then withdrew it, his expression was full of indifference, as if he felt ..... Himself is a ridiculous bedbug.

His complexion turned red, and then began to change, blue and white, like a master of changing faces.