Chapter Twenty-Three: Ghost Palm!

"Who are you, it doesn't seem to be in the same group as them?" He Dong said as he looked at Zhang Erwa.

"I—I used to be like them, but a pathetic little thug in the crowd. But luckily I woke up in time, and now I'm not like them. Zhang Erwa said indifferently.

In Zhang Erwa's eyes, the fallen group of people are just a group of insignificant little people, and it doesn't matter if they all die.

And the reason why he came back to find Daniel Zhang was to see how Daniel Zhang had developed during his absence, and if the development was good, he could also recommend him to the gang.

But the result is obvious, after he left Daniel Zhang, Daniel Zhang lost the heart to dare to fight, and the whole person became even more mixed, even worse than when he left.

"Heh, a big bastard, dare to talk about the difference, everyone is just ordinary people. He Dong sneered, although the other party was stronger, he was just a stronger gangster to him.

"Are the people of the Martial Arts Association so arrogant?" Zhang Erwa rushed forward in a few hurries before her words fell.

There is only a three-meter distance between him and He Dong, and this distance can be rushed up within half a second under the outbreak of a normal person, not to mention that Zhang Erwa is a practitioner.

"It's so fast, this person looks extremely thin, but I didn't expect to be able to burst out with such power. Zuo Xuan on the side couldn't help but sigh when he looked at this scene.

And the attendants around them also intuitively dispersed, and the scene in front of them was like a fairy fight, and the force was too great for them. Even the gangsters lying on the ground intuitively pulled the moaning Daniel Zhang to retreat into the distance.

"Well, that's it. He Dong sneered, and before Zhang Erwa could rush forward, he had already taken the initiative to meet him.

He Dong made the traditional Xingyi boxing method, and its playing style went straight forward, without too many Huaqiao moves and was extremely fierce, and it required the user's body to be fast.

The two of them came into contact with one punch and one palm, and they were both extremely fierce.

He Dong was obviously a late striker, but he chose to use his own fist technique to directly collide with the opponent's palm.

After the punch, He Dong took a step back and then stood firm. And Zhang Erwa seemed to have been hit by a train, took a few steps back, and finally leaned against the wall to barely stabilize her figure.

"Your strength is more than three junior ranks, right? After Zhang Erwa stabilized her figure, she looked at He Dong excitedly and said.

"A martial artist's pursuit of martial arts should be endless, and no one will stay in the same position forever. I don't know where you learned about my strength, but it's over here, so let's get out with your people. He Dong said in a flat tone and even with a hint of arrogance, in his opinion, he had already won the collision of the blow just now.

"Xingyi boxing is extremely fierce, and it is indeed a boxing method for everyone. Zhang Erwa said indifferently about what He Dong said. "Still, I wonder if you've ever heard of Ghostclaw?"

"No, you made it up, right?" He Dong said mercilessly.

"Heh, I'll let you see today, it's not just everyone's martial arts that are powerful. After Zhang Erwa finished speaking, she clasped her hands together, and then used a set of dazzling techniques.

Then Zhang Erwa approached He Dong at a strange speed, his speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and sometimes he couldn't even see Zhang Erwa's location clearly.

"It's kind of interesting. He Dong smiled coldly, his hands clenched into fists, and a set of shapes and meanings was ready.

"Is this martial arts? Like that man's technique, even science can't explain it. Zuo Xuan looked at Zhang Erwa, who had a strange body style, and said with curiosity on his face.

"Actually, it can be explained. A gentle voice suddenly appeared behind Zuo Xuan.

"Huh, Dad?" Zuo Xuan paused, looking at his father who was smoking a cigarette next to him.

"I don't know if you've noticed, but that person's body looks weird. But there are still traces. As he spoke, Zuo Xuan took another deep puff of his cigarette.

At this time, Zhang Erwa approached He Dong in a strange way, and He Dong had already faced Zhang Erwa at this time. That strange palm technique kept attacking He Dong, and at the same time, Zhang Erwa's figure was constantly changing. The situation seems to be moving in an unfavorable direction for Hedong.

He first used his hands to make a seemingly mysterious and complex set of movements, but his steps were quietly changing while being manual. In other words, he uses his dancing hands to interfere with the other party's vision, making the other party think that his mysteries are all in his hands, but in fact, his kung fu is all in his legs and feet. Zuo Quan in the distance continued unappreciatively.

He Dong in the fierce fight also seems to have discovered a problem, that is, no matter how he fights, he can't reach the other party. And the other party always attacked him in a tricky way and direction, although the attack strength was not large, but the number of attacks was extremely ordinary. What's more, his punches can't hit the opponent.

Moreover, every time he moved, he took different steps from side to side, and the speed and distance of his legs were also different. Such difficult movements definitely require a long period of training, and if you add the movements of your hands, it will be difficult for ordinary people to do it. Zuo Quan, who was not far away, continued while smoking a cigarette.

The situation in the field took a turn for the worse, He Dong's punches couldn't hit the opponent, but Zhang Erwa's attacks easily fell on He Dong, but they were all painless attacks. Over time, He Dong gave up his defense and instead concentrated on attacking Zhang Erwa. However, just when He Dong gave up his defense, Zhang Erwa's palm suddenly became fierce and fierce, and a heavy ghost palm hit He Dong directly, and He Dong was also shocked back by a palm.

"Generally speaking, his ghost palm routine should be to paralyze the enemy through two-handed movements, so that the opponent thinks that his palm is in his hand, but in fact, he relies on strange leg techniques to quickly approach and avoid the enemy's attacks, and finally use the strongest lore when the enemy is paralyzed. At this time, Zuo Quan also finished analyzing, and then threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and threw it into the trash can on the side.

"Dad, how did you see it at a glance?" Looking at the situation in front of him, Zuo Xuan said almost incredulously.

"It's a small meaning, just use your brain more, what kind of kung fu martial arts, but they are all people who even have muscles and routines, and in the end they still can't carry a bullet. Zuo Quan seemed to be deliberately didactic.

"Hmph, Xingyi Fist, but that's it. Zhang Erwa on the field sneered and said sarcastically.

"Ghost Shadow Palm, Ghost Shadow Palm, Heavy Ghost Shadow Doesn't Heavy Ghost Shadow Grasp Method? He Dong said with a smile indifferently.