"Who else!"

Zhang Chu raised his sword to the sky and roared.

The crows are silent, one or two hundred Qinglong Gang gangs, no one dares to attack them directly!

"This kid is going to break the barrier!"

Seeing this, Hou Juntang here chuckled.

Liu Qiankun, Tie Ying and others all nodded: "This is the real Jiupin!"

Hou Juntang turned his gaze to Liu Wu, and said with interest: "What's the matter, Old Five, are you interested in going up to give your generals a hand?"

Liu Wu looked at him with flickering eyes, hesitated for a few breaths, and then picked up the wine bowl in front of him and drank it up.

He couldn't bear the boss's thoughts, but he knew that he must not show weakness at this time!

No matter how weak he is, no matter how bad he is, he will not be able to sit firmly in the position of the master of the Black Tiger Hall!

It's also time to let these juniors know that ginger is still old and spicy!

After a bowl, Liu Wu got up and said loudly: "Boss, you have spoken in person, then my fifth child will be a guide for him today!"

He turned around, moved his wrist, strode towards the field full of confidence, and shouted majestically: "Boy, don't be crazy!

Seeing him go, the onlookers, no matter who they were, felt that their brains were not enough at this time.

What's going on?

Isn't Zhang Chu the deputy hall master of the Black Tiger Hall?

How can you still fight your own people?

Could it be that Zhang Chu even offended his own hall master?

How bad is this popularity?

Zhang Chu is almost a demon obstacle at this time, seeing Liu Wu's end, it is too late for ecstasy, how can he have the heart to think about other issues.

"It's good to come!"

He roared, rushed up and picked up the horizontal knife and slashed, "Eat me!"

The blood of the horizontal knife rippled, and the sound of breaking the air was like muffled thunder!

There is no hand left!

Liu Wu was taken aback by his knife, and hurriedly jumped back to avoid Zhang Chu's knife.

He was as burly as a bear, but his movements were as nimble as that of an ape.

Zhang Chu slashed into the air with a knife, the anger in his heart became more and more intense, and he roared with his eyes blazing: "Don't hide, let me cut three times!"

Almost!

It's really just a little bit!

Liu Wu didn't want to talk to Zhang Chu, he just wanted to scold his mother!

Let you slash three times?

Today next year is Lao Tzu's death day, right?

Little Wang Eight Lambs, do you know how to respect the old and love the young!

However, he also knew that Zhang Chu was breaking through the barriers, and he needed someone to confront him and help him release the power of his blood and qi to break through this layer of fog.

What is Barrier Breaking?

Why is it that if you master ninety percent of your blood and qi, you are an apprentice of martial arts, but if you master ten percent of your blood, you can be called a martial artist?

Because after the blood qi is mastered by ten percent, the strength will usher in a qualitative change: the blood and qi condense through the body!

Attention, it's through the body!

And not outward!

The blood and qi condensate through the body, which cannot exist out of thin air, and must rely on a certain medium.

This medium is the fist and kick.

It is not impossible for the blade to be an extension of the fist and kick, but the time for transmitting blood and qi is extremely short, and it is only fleeting to say it.

Only a nine-rank martial artist who can control the blood qi condensation through the body as he wishes will have a crushing advantage over the martial arts apprentices!

If Zhang Chu had been able to achieve blood and qi condensation and penetrate his body before, Chen Dao would not have been able to receive his three knives at all!

It's just that he only went to completely master the qi and blood of his whole body the day before yesterday, and he was busy with trivial matters at the banquet in the past two days, and he had time to meet Liang Wufeng in the future, so he didn't know that there was still blood condensation and qi penetrating the body!

Of course, even if Liang Wufeng told him the trick of condensing blood and qi through the body, he wouldn't be able to learn the iron and wood stake at home.

It's a practical skill.

Must be forced by a strong external force to have a chance to comprehend the actual combat skills!

Chen Dao is not a ninth grade, and it is not enough to force Zhang Chu to comprehend this skill!

Liu Wu is also a ninth grade, stronger than Zhang Chu, but not too strong.

Just right!

......

Liu Wu no longer retreated.

He stretched out his arms and took the initiative to meet them like a big bird.

Zhang Chu picked up the horizontal knife and slashed diagonally at his neck.

Liu Wu used a thousand pound of kung fu, his body leaned straight back, and the blade brushed his forehead.

Without waiting for Zhang Chu to draw the knife, Liu Wu's hand slammed the ground, and his right foot was like a bowstring on Zhang Chu's chest.

A majestic force shook Zhang Chu's body on the spot, and the blood qi boiling in the sky suddenly stagnated.

Zhang Chu took four steps back in a row before he unloaded the strength of Liu Wu's kick and stabilized his figure.

The blood calmed down a little, and even his sanity regained a little.

He glanced at the horizontal knife in his hand, then at Liu Wu, and laughed: "Black Tiger Fist?"

"Me too!"

His pitcher shot a crossbar and nailed it to the post.

Pulling away the posture of the Black Tiger Fist with both hands, he pounced on Liu Wu again!

"Hahaha!"

When Liu Wu saw him playing Black Tiger Boxing, he also laughed: "Who gave you the courage to fight Black Tiger Boxing in front of Lao Tzu?"

"Black Tiger Digs Out Heart!"

The two shouted in unison, their fists condensed, and slammed into each other's chests.

And halfway through, he saw that the other party also made this move, and at the same time changed direction to block the opponent's fist.

"Bang. ”

Two punching bag-sized fists collided together, and the sound was muffled like an explosion.

Liu Wu took two steps back and poked it steadily.

Zhang Chu took four steps back, and smashed a floor tile with one foot.

However, the moment the two of them gained a firm foothold, they jumped up at the same time and pounced on each other.

"Tiger Jumping!"

The two shouted in unison, and the four arms collided with each other.

In the next second, the two rolled over at the same time, kicking their legs into each other's chests.

The tiger jumps over the stream, the fist is two doors, and the leg is the killer move!

"Bang!"

Foot Plate Foot Foot Plate!

The two rolled over in the air and landed on the ground.

"Black Tiger Flick Claw!"

"Black Tiger Drill Cloud!"

"Hungry Tiger Devouring Sheep!"

The two of them shot, all of them are killer moves!

Punch to the flesh!

Bursts of air!

One move is stronger than the other!

One move is more ferocious than the other!

It's like two big colorful insects, rolling and fighting in the plains!

No one wants to go back!

No one will admit defeat!

It's just that the two of them are both authentic Black Tiger Boxing, maybe the practice method is different, there is a slight gap, but in general, there is not much difference.

It looks like two apprentices taught by a master, feeding each other.

In the eyes of the layman, the boxing routines of the two are like juggling, which is extremely ornamental!

Only an expert was shocked by the majestic power contained in the two of them's punch and kick, and secretly felt frightened!

It was Zhao Changhui and Bu Feng and the others, looking at the two people in the field, they were all timid: these two people, any one of them, three moves are enough to kill themselves!

It's strange to say.

In this set of Black Tiger Boxing, Zhang Chu has also worked hard.

But the whole set of boxing methods is thirty scattered and six killing moves, he can understand every move and every style, but it is not always the same thing when he fights.

Especially these six killing moves, he pondered and practiced hard over and over again, but he couldn't grasp the essence of it, and it was all similar to the same thing.

In the end, I really felt that learning boxing was too slow, and the actual combat lethality was weak, so I gave up Black Tiger Boxing and changed to practice knives!

And now the blood in his body is boiling, his anger almost swallows his reason, he doesn't think about anything, he just thinks about defeating the person in front of him, and when his subordinates make this set of black tiger fists again, it is like a divine help!

There is even a sense of omnipotence that the heart desires and the fist can reach!

Very, very wonderful!

......

Hou Juntang didn't know when he had already stood on the sidelines.

Liu Qiankun and Tie Ying stood on both sides of him, one on the left and one on the right.

He saw that the two of them were fighting inseparably and inseparably, and asked with great interest: "Second brother, what do you think?"

Liu Qiankun smiled and stroked his three-inch clear beard and kept silent.

Hou Juntang glanced at him, and suddenly scolded with a smile: "If you can use half of your heart and eye on martial arts, you won't still be a half-step eight-grade now!"

Liu Qiankun smiled "hehe", but still didn't answer.

Hou Juntang changed his words and looked at Tie Ying: "Third child, what about you?"

Tie Ying frowned like thick eyebrows, was silent for a few breaths, and said in a low and powerful voice: "The tiger is still mighty, the minions are dull, and the young tiger is rising, like the sun rising!"

Hou Juntang didn't say anything more, and only sighed low after a long time.