Chapter 33 Competition

Wild, a flat meadow.

Fu Qiu put out the inner boxing fight, and a pair of eyes stared at Feng Yuxiu.

Drink!

Feng Yuxiu roared, stepped out like lightning, and his long arms went straight through, piercing Fu Qiu's face door like a gun.

Through the arm fist.

The muscles and bones were transparent, and a series of crackling sounds were made, like waves crashing into the air.

Just this punch is already the kung fu of the upper echelons of Ming Jin.

Fu Qiu's left hand slammed into one arm, blocked it horizontally, and immediately latched on his forearm, and swept away this fierce punch at once, and the two of them hit each other's arms, making a real hand-to-hand combat sound.

Feng Yu Xiu's touch, his arm hurt, and he was immediately alert, and his body made an ape shape and bounced back.

This guy is a martial arts idiot, and he has worshiped all kinds of famous teachers, and what he has learned includes draping, xingyi, tongji, hongquan, tan leg, wing chun, swordsmanship......

In the movie, he first punched and then kicked his legs, then grappled, and then weapons, challenging the masters of the Tao respectively, and what he learned can be described as both miscellaneous and refined.

In time, it will inevitably be a generation.

Fu Qiu stepped forward and struck with two arms, just like two steel whips.

This is the double whip strength in Liu's boxing, with the joint of the hand to exert force, Fu Qiu also melted into some elbow methods, if the opponent is not properly defended, it will be elbow after elbow, like a bamboo.

Feng Yuxiu made an ape and jumped away, and with a move of his footsteps, he actually reached Fu Qiu's side, and hit Fu Qiu's shoulder with a blow.

At this moment, Fu Qiu's pores trembled, and he suddenly stepped sideways, and between the changes in his footsteps, this punch was empty.

At the same time, he lifted his fist and sent it extremely fast.

Sealed in the repair of the cross arm to resist, the change of moves is extremely fast, the fists of both hands instantly pecked into the beak of the crane, the arms are wrapped inward, the spiral wind is blowing, and the face is coming!

It is the crane shape in the form of meaning.

Roar!

Fu Qiu stepped back, his body arched forward, his back bulging, and at the same time raised his arms, like a big axe opening the mountain, and throwing it out.

It is the bear shape in Liu's boxing, which opens the mountain with great power.

Feng Yuxiu still had some strength left, and at the same time as Fu Qiu's bear paw slashed his fist, he turned into a fist, and his five fingers were suddenly clenched! The joints crackled.

With the explosive strength of this five-finger fist, Feng Yuxiu's fist became as solid as steel in an instant, colliding violently with Fu Qiu's fist.

The muscles beat, the joints crunch, and they are connected.

After the two punched each other, Fu Qiu took three steps back in a row, and pushed his legs down, his breath sank to the end, step by step heavier, and by the third step, two deep pits had formed under his feet.

Feng Yuxiu's footsteps moved, silently, his arms were slightly opened, and his body seemed to slide back on the grass, as light as a monkey.

The two of them fought hard, collided vigorously with each other, and the skeletal muscles of their arms were painfully damaged, and neither of them took advantage.

Taking advantage of the momentum, they retreated, and each secretly recovered their fists and arms.

Feng Yuxiu stepped on one foot violently again, and his body pounced again.

Fu Qiu's two arms were horizontal, blocking this move, and the return hand was an elbow stab.

There was a strong crisp sound, and after the crisp sound, it was a clear elbow wind.

Facing Fu Qiu's elbow, he sealed Yu Xiu's heart, his fist was clenched into a force, and he exerted force with his fingertips, and in an instant, it was a random blow, like a raging storm, like a woodpecker pecking at a tree.

Fu Qiu's fist shook, and the bones of his arm and elbow joints made a sharp grinding sound.

The shaking of the elbow joint led to the trembling of the fist and wrist, which was a rapid jab continuous blow.

Driven the body to shake, the footwork was continuous, and countless circles were drawn under the feet.

The fists of the two pecked and stabbed, and their bodies rolled and struck, and in less than ten seconds, they had already collided thirty-four times.

The strength was transmitted to the legs of the two of them, and with each step, the grass under their feet was a deep imprint.

Whether it is Feng Yuxiu or Fu Qiu, their boxing skills have reached the realm of penetrating the outer membrane of the muscles and bones, and they have great strength with every punch and kick.

Among them, the internal strength of Feng Yuxiu is obviously deep and round, and it changes freely, giving it the upper hand.

At the same time, there are many changes in the kung fu in the hands of the cultivators, such as draping, Wing Chun, form and meaning, knowing and heart, and the god and form are one, all of which are in line with the internal kung fu style, and the fire has been completed.

However, although Fu Qiu has become a dark force, the kung fu he has learned is incomplete, but the time is still short, and it is not systematic at all.

Dealing with it inappropriately before, he used his own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strengths, and obviously lost his rhythm.

However, after that regression, Fu Qiu changed his mind, changed the number of paths, and used the foreign masters such as Sanda and Muay Thai that he had learned before to dominate the enemy, both offensive and defensive, and gradually adapted to it.

Whew, whew!

Feng Yuxiu and Fu Qiu retreated and separated, separated by seven or eight meters, both of their hands and feet slowed down, breathing violently, and at the same time adjusting their breathing, secretly trembling slightly, dredge the numbness and blockage of the blood veins caused by the hard collision of their arms and fists.

Although their fists were many times harder than ordinary people, they were not real steel in the end, and after many fierce collisions, they naturally had some injuries and discomfort.

After a few minutes of vigorous hand-to-hand work, the physical wear and tear of the two of them was also very intense, and they had to take the opportunity to ease and adjust.

Suddenly, Feng Yuxiu took three breaths violently, his chest bulged, his legs kicked violently, and arrows swept over.

Its open arms, force split Huashan, open and close, long bridge horse, route into I-shaped, a shot is like a tiger down the mountain to pounce on the antelope, it is the I-shaped tiger fist in the Hong boxing.

Feng Yuxiu's move, Fu Qiu only felt that his eyes were flickering, and the other party had already swept in front of him, and punched his chest.

"So fast!"

Fu Qiu didn't have time to think about it, he naturally erupted when he encountered the enemy, and crossed his arms to his chest, just to block Feng Yuxiu's fierce punch.

After holding the fist of Yu Xiu, Fu Qiu twisted and twisted, surrounded by a Jiu-Jitsu rack, and locked his arm.

Feng Yuxiu roared, squatted down on his knees, the shoulder joints of his two arms were misplaced forward, and the shoulder bones seemed to have bounced out of the shoulder socket.

With a twist and step, he turned into a tiger-shaped drape, and the power of his fist increased sharply!

"What a punch!"

After the collision, the tiger pounced with great momentum, and the amount of forward pressure was incredible.

Fu Qiu didn't have time to make a hard connection, he couldn't resist it, his mind moved, his muscles and bones were soft, his left foot was wrong, his body was backwards, and he was relieved with his soft strength.

I took more than seven or eight steps back.

Fu Qiu raised his hand and sighed: "Lost, lost!" ”

To be honest, Fu Qiu still has a killing move that he hasn't used, to be precise, it is a state - the limit state.

Fu Qiu has read a nonsense paper, which probably means that the specific kinetic energy of the muzzle when peeing is 1.8 joules per square centimeter, which is 95.6% of the national team's gun standard and ten times that of the imitation gun.

**It can reach 6.25 joules per square centimeter, all on the street** serious violation of the firearms control law, which is illegal possession of firearms and ammunition.

Taking this as inspiration, I looked for emotion in the wind collection again and again, and gradually realized an extreme state with the repetition of behaviors.

In this state, the heart beats faster, the blood circulation is rapid, the whole body is hot, and the adrenaline is rushing, as if the potential of the whole body is stimulated, and every move and style are superimposed with the berserker buff, like a crazy demon.

More importantly, in this state, there is no lack of clarity, but the mind is calm, the whole person is quick in thinking, aware of external objects, as if entering the state of a sage.

The only side effect is that the pants need to be washed every time they are used, which is very indecent.

It's not a life-and-death duel, or a bedside fight, Fu Qiu doesn't want to do it.

Speaking of which, after all, this is communication, and the purpose is to improve one's own moves.

If he really entered a life-and-death duel, Feng Yuxiu couldn't walk ten meters, so he was suddenly sudden.

Feng Yu Xiu's fist arched his hand: "Accept." ”

Fu Qiu smiled: "I thought that there were few opponents in boxing, but I didn't want to underestimate the heroes of the world, but today I met a real master." ”

Feng Yuxiu had a smile on his face: "Brother Fu's practice is not complete enough, and he was disrupted by me at the beginning, and then he was treated by other schools, and he gradually became harmonious." ”

Fu Qiu nodded, Kung Fu really wanted to fight, and with this hand, he instantly discovered many problems with himself.

The inner boxing has its own system, and the system of using the rest of the boxing methods is not beautiful after all, and once you meet an expert, it is easy to find a loophole.

"However, Brother Fu has learned both Chinese and Western, and he has a unique style, and he combines Japanese and Western culture, so he may have his own faction."

Fu Qiu smiled: "I have passed the prize, and I am about to ask Brother Feng for some methods of form and meaning." ”

"Well said, well said!"