"There is no first, there is no second. Fighting between warriors, killing and wounding is a common thing, and you have to get used to it as soon as possible. ”

Old man Zheng advised, "In the same way, if you lose to others, or even be beaten to death, it is because you are not good at learning and your skills are not as good as others."

Because of this, we martial artists must either be cautious in our words and deeds, be more tolerant in everything, and easily do not do anything with others, or we must always be prepared and have the consciousness of putting life and death out of the way. ”

"Yes, the disciple remembers the teachings."

Dian Wei thoughtfully continued.

Old man Zheng nodded and waved his hand: "Okay, that's all for today, and continue tomorrow." ”

……

Following.

Dian Wei walked into the hall and had just finished warming up, and his body was covered with beads of sweat.

Old man Zheng was drinking morning tea, looked up at Dian Wei, and then beckoned, and the maid hurriedly ran over to listen to the order.

"Go, call 'Meng Di' in."

Ohqing, a young strong man with a dark complexion and cold eyebrows stepped in, one meter eight tall, and his arms were particularly thick, thicker than ordinary people's thighs, too strong.

I don't know if it's the reason for practicing the skill of moving mountains, it seems that the apprentices who break through the blood strength are all in the style of this kind of macho tough guy.

Dian Wei looked at himself, he was already in his early seventies at one meter tall, and his body was also bulging with muscles, without a trace of fat.

However, his figure does not look obvious strong and majestic, but tends to be tight and well-proportioned.

As soon as Meng Di entered the door, his gaze swept down, and his gaze fell on Dian Wei, staring deeply, looking like he was facing a great enemy.

Seeing him like this, Dian Wei's heart was inexplicably wonderful.

Old man Zheng slowly put down the teacup and said leisurely: "Meng Di, close the door, you have made a move with Dian Wei." ”

"Yes."

Meng Di took a deep breath, turned around and closed the door, turned around again, stared at Dian Wei, and said expressionlessly: "Senior Brother Dian Wei, Senior Brother Huang Yichang's arm is discounted by you, right?" ”

Dian Wei raised his eyebrows.

But before he could speak, Meng Di continued to himself: "Yesterday, I heard that Senior Brother Huang's arm was broken, so I went to take a look and asked him what was going on. But he never said it. Now I finally understand, it turns out that Senior Brother Huang was defeated by you, Senior Brother, and he is ashamed and embarrassed to say. ”

Dian Weilian said: "I was able to win Senior Brother Huang, it was just a fluke, no, it was actually an accident, he was not prepared." ”

When Meng Di heard this, his face was still solemn, and he even showed a little nervousness, and he clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "No matter what, please be merciful to your junior disciples." ”

Dian Wei was speechless for a moment, no matter how you look at it, you are better than me!

Seeing that Meng Di was nervous, Dian Wei himself was a little nervous, and he inhaled: "How can it, you should ask your senior brother to show mercy." ”

"Please!" Meng Di stopped talking nonsense, and took two steps back cautiously, and then put on a posture.

Dian Wei raised his fists, his toes pointing forward, highly concentrated, and observed Meng Di.

Unexpectedly, Meng Di stood there for a moment and didn't move, stunned.

See this.

Dian Wei was a little speechless, thinking to himself, this Meng Di is really a steady senior brother, such a person is definitely not weak.

But when he thought about it, that Huang Yichang also looked very strong, but he lost in one move, what about this Meng Di?

Thinking of this, Dian Wei immediately realized that Old Man Zheng's words were insightful.

It's like at this moment, he doesn't know how strong Meng Di is, and Meng Di doesn't know how strong he is.

You don't know until you've beaten it.

Then, before the start of the fight, they didn't know the details of each other, and they had no choice but to go all out, how could they have the leisure to consider whether they should show mercy to their subordinates, leave a little strength in their shots, and win first, even if the attack was too fierce and killed the opponent.

In this way......

Dian Wei stared at Meng Di intently, the blood under his feet spit out, and his body rushed forward, quickly closing the distance.

Meng Di's pupils shrank, and his fists were separated in front of him.

Dian Wei approached and punched out, and the white light flashed on the fist.

"Phew!" Meng Di shouted, and almost at the same time, he threw a round punch, and there was also a light spitting out of his fist.

Bang, two fists collide!

Between the fists, a shattered white light burst open.

The wind brought up by the fists blew the tips of the two people's hair backwards.

Dian Wei's right fist bounced back, and his left fist was immediately handed out, hitting Meng Di in the chest.

"Combo!" Meng Di was taken aback, and the blood in his chest gathered to form a defense.

There was a muffled thud.

Dian Wei's left fist was imprinted on Meng Di's chest, and he felt a resistance to his fist, but this resistance was not strong, like cotton, it was instantly pierced by the fist.

Next, Dian Wei felt his fist slam into the flesh.

Meng Di's chest was sunken, and his whole body trembled violently, as if all the air in his chest had been beaten out.

He took a step back, fell to one knee, clutched his chest, and his face turned blue.

Dian Wei stopped, looked at Meng Di who was kneeling in front of him, and blinked, a little incredulous.

At this time, Meng Di's fists were red and swollen, the skin was broken, and blood was oozing, and he didn't know what the wound on his chest looked like.

Old man Zheng stood up, walked in front of Meng Di, and said indifferently: "Go down and heal." ”

Meng Di breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Dian Wei with strange eyes, got up and said, "Elder Zheng, the disciple can still fight." ”

A little unconvinced.

Old man Zheng shook his head and said, "The total amount of your blood strength is actually about the same as Dian Wei, but your martial arts skills are too rough, and your use of blood strength is not as good as Dian Wei, you can't beat him." ”

Meng Di lowered his head gloomily.

Old man Zheng said: "Success or failure is only temporary, go back and hone hard, you still have hope to step into the triple blood strength." ”

Meng Di didn't speak, turned around and left.

Old man Zheng turned his head to look at Dian Wei, and said seriously: "Do you feel it, the mountain moving skill cultivates great strength, as long as you can hit others, you can often solve the battle with one punch." ”

Juli ......

Dian Wei couldn't help but look at his fist.

"Take a break, and you'll have another fight in the afternoon." Old man Zheng lay down on a bamboo chair and basked in the sun.

……

It was afternoon.

Old man Zheng summoned a person to enter the hall.

Dian Wei saw that the other party was a woman, surnamed Wei Xiuzhi, and her appearance was as flat as her chest.

"Old Zheng, what are you looking for me?" Wei Xiuzhi was arrogant, and asked with her hands on her hips.

Old man Zheng: "His name is Dian Wei, and you have played tricks with him." ”

Wei Xiuzhi looked at Dian Wei, and her expression changed: "Could it be that you have double blood strength?" ”

Dian Weilian said: "I just broke through not long ago, please ask my senior sister for advice." ”

"Don't worry, I'll give you good advice." Wei Xiuzhi clenched his fists, clicking, and a fierce look appeared on his face.

Dian Wei's heart was awe-inspiring.

In the next moment, Wei Xiuzhi had already rushed over, her footwork was quite good, and there was almost no sound in her footsteps.

Dian Wei hurriedly retreated, his fists clenched and raised.

Wei Xiuzhi slammed on the ground, suddenly accelerated and pounced, and slammed his fists.

"So fast!" Dian Wei's spirits perked up, predicting that Wei Xiuzhi would hit him on the left cheek, and immediately raised his left arm to protect it.

The blood was gushing and converging on the outside of his left arm.