Chapter 150: The Contest of Internal Forces
Looking at the other party's sturdy figure, Gu Shengchao arched his hand and said politely: "Please!" ”
The strong man glanced at Gu Shengchao with disdain: "If you can't bear it later, hurry up and roll down by yourself, otherwise you won't blame the master for not reminding you if you don't have an arm or leg." My name is Ge Kun, boy, you remember. ”
After saying that, Ge Kun spread ten halberds in both hands and grabbed Gu Shengchao's chest.
Before the ten fingers arrived, the wind had already swept in, which showed that the opponent's internal strength was deep.
Gu Shengchao was silent, still using luck to use the Iron Arm Divine Skill to deal with the enemy, but he made the muscles of his whole body bulge as hard as iron, and did not condense the armor on the surface of his skin.
That's his secret, and he can't show it until it's life or death.
Sometimes, the more you let outsiders know, the more passive and dangerous you become.
Gu Shengchao clenched his hands into fists, like two hammers facing Ge Kun's sharp claws.
There was a "bang" sound.
With a few dazzling sparks, the claws and fists collided to make a metallic sound.
Gu Shengchao didn't move, but Ge Kun took two steps back, staring at Gu Shengchao's intact fists, his eyes widening in disbelief.
After a moment of hesitation, Ge Kun crossed his claws and pounced on Gu Shengchao's chest, and at the same time parted outward, trying to tear his chest apart.
Although Gu Shengchao is invulnerable at the moment, his clothes can't withstand that brute force, and his clothes are messy in front of everyone, and he can't let the other party succeed.
Seeing Ge Kun's sharp claws on his chest, Gu Shengchao picked up his fists and smashed them down.
"Iron Arm Divine Skill" mainly cultivates internal strength, and there are not many changes in the moves. First of all, focus on "stability", and then pay attention to the "ruthlessness" of the shot, and pay attention to the strength of the fist to the flesh.
If it weren't for this, Liu Ximei, who seemed to be weak, would not be in a hurry and stoned the Northern Heavenly King of the Martial King Hall to death with a pair of iron fists.
Ge Kun saw that he was about to succeed, but Gu Shengchao's fist fell, and in the whistling wind, he didn't dare to act rashly, for fear that his finger would be broken by a rock-solid fist.
After failing to dodge with a blow, Ge Kun's feet turned to Gu Shengchao's back like the wind.
On the stage, many Taibao of the Tianqing Gang watched the battle, Gu Shengchao was unwilling to expose his strength prematurely, he responded to all changes with the same, did not look at the other party, and threw a punch as usual.
is such a seemingly clumsy method, which forced Ge Kun to have no countermeasures, so he could only dodge again.
After dozens of moves, there was a funny scene on the scene, Ge Kun, who seemed to be active, circled around Gu Shengchao, waiting for an opportunity to move, Gu Shengchao in the middle seemed to be passive, and he could always use a simple and rough fist to smash the opponent and not get close, every time he retreated with a false move, and he couldn't get close at all.
The onlookers were impatient and coaxed: "You guys are beating, children are playing at home." ”
"The one in the middle, don't keep standing!"
"The one on the side hurriedly rushed up, turned around and looked dizzy, and just went up and did it."
In the stalemate, Ge Kun couldn't hold his breath first, and he opened his claws and rubbed his body up.
Gu Shengchao was still smashing his fists indiscriminately, Ge Kun was not in a hurry or impatient to fight him hand-to-hand, and tried to trap him with grappling techniques.
After twenty or thirty moves, Gu Shengchao gradually became familiar with Ge Kun's grappling techniques, which are nothing more than pointing, locking, buckle, twisting, winding, leaning, throwing and other techniques, which seem to be bells and whistles, and the effect is far less practical than Beihu's wrestling.
Thinking of this, Gu Shengchao recalled the method of Xian Yutie, the first warrior of Beihu, to wrestle closely, and at the same time, he still used his fists to smash to prevent the other party from getting close.
He secretly instilled internal force into his fists, deliberately revealing flaws behind him.
Ge Kun was overjoyed, and rushed behind Gu Shengchao with an arrow step, put his hands on his shoulders, and made a gesture to pick him up.
Gu Shengchao used a thousand catties of kung fu, Ge Kun grabbed and saw that he didn't move, secretly screaming that it was not good, and just about to retreat, Gu Shengchao punched back, impartially and just smashed on his chest.
"Boom!"
The punch hit the ground, and Ge Kun flew out upside down.
Rao is his kung fu mastery, fell on the edge of the high platform and saw that he was about to fall, his feet were nailed to the platform to pull his body over, and he stood steadily.
"Good!"
There were people in the audience who cheered.
Ge Kun was annoyed, and his appearance in public made him embarrassed, so he naturally sprinkled all his resentment on Gu Shengchao.
"Look for death!"
Ge Kun burst out and flew towards Gu Shengchao.
This time, he no longer dodged, even if he was defeated, he would put the ancient saint to death.
This kind of desperate play, Gu Shengchao also had a headache, and he retreated again and again, and the situation that he had the advantage just now was immediately reversed, and it became Ge Kun chasing Gu Shengchao and not letting go.
"Good!"
"Beautiful!"
"Hit hard!"
The people in the audience wanted to be lively, and when they saw that the situation had changed, they cheered for Ge Kun.
Gu Shengchao relied on his strong internal strength, and waved his fists to resist while retreating.
"Bang! Bang! ”
"Bell! Clang! ”
The flesh of the two has been tempered by true qi, and they are extremely hard, and every time they fight, they are hard-hitting, and the Xuan Qi is stirring on the high platform, raising dust in the sky.
After more than 100 moves, there was no flat land on the competition field, and there were all potholes of different sizes and depths.
Gu Shengchao inadvertently absorbed the purest spirit fetus in Mengyou Mountain Villa, and the internal force can be said to be rare in the rivers and lakes.
He was not in a hurry or impatient, but Ge Kun on the opposite side was gradually unable to support himself, cold sweat was pouring out on his forehead, and the speed and strength of his palm were not as good as before.
Gu Shengchao saw Ge Kun's embarrassment, took a few steps back and said in a low voice: "Brother Tai's internal strength is not strong, don't fight, you can't win." ”
Ge Kun's shortcomings were recognized, and he became angry: "Fart, you're dead." ”
He reluctantly raised the last of his true qi, and used all his strength to attack Gu Shengchao like a storm, in a vain attempt to win with one blow.
Gu Shengchao saw his careful thoughts, and behind the seemingly crazy was already the end of the strong crossbow, and it couldn't last long.
Sure enough, Ge Kun became struggling to make a move, and his face became more and more ugly.
At first it was red, then gray-black, and then it was white, the kind of white without a trace of blood.
Gu Shengchao couldn't help but worry, lest he would be reckless and competitive, and finally die of exhaustion.
Kung Fu is practiced to their level, and it is all maintained by the qi of the dantian, and the qi will be exhausted, and those who are exhausted will die.
Gu Shengchao sighed softly and decisively punched the opponent's shoulder.
"Click!"
Ge Kun's shoulders were shattered, and the person was like a paper kite floating lightly down the stage.
Although he will fall half to death, at least he can save his life.
"Good!"
"High!"
The audience cheered continuously.
They only saw that Ge Kun's offensive was fierce but he was suddenly defeated, and they thought that Gu Shengchao was a fluke and turned defeat into victory.
I don't know why.
Gu Shengchao bowed his hand to the Taibao and walked down the stairs built next to the high platform.
Ma Guanshan, who was watching the battle, was the happiest, and took the lead to greet him: "Master Gu, I can see clearly, I used to think that the iron arm magic skill was just the boasting of my father's generation, but today I really understand that this kung fu is promising." I'm free today, when will the master teach me well. ”
Looking at his sincere gaze, Gu Shengchao also did not refuse: "It's still the boulder halfway up the mountain, and I won't see you after dinner." ”
"I'll wait for you." Ma Guanshan Meizizi went back to practice.
In the afternoon, the military advisor Zhou Hualiang led Gu Shengchao, and the two came to the tent of Taibao Zhou Chenglong.
Zhou Chenglong was very satisfied with Gu Shengchao's humble attitude, patted him on the shoulder and said comfortably: "I will arrange it for you tomorrow to ensure that you can advance, following us to do kung fu is second, but being a person is the first in the world, do you understand?" ”
"Serve the Taibao, and his subordinates will be smeared with liver and brain." Gu Shengchao stood up, which made Zhou Chenglong like it more and more.
After coming out, seeing that there was no one around, Zhou Hualiang settled down and said, "Do you understand what my uncle said?" ”
Gu Shengchao nodded again and again: "I understand, I have no place to live if I have no skills, thanks to the appreciation of the military advisor and the Taibao, I will definitely live up to the expectations and serve the dogs and horses." ”
Zhou Hualiang said happily when he heard this: "My uncle will move a little bit tomorrow, choose a weak one to compete with the Gu brothers, and the promotion to Tianqing Gongzi is just around the corner." ”
"Thank you for your support." Gu Shengchao was polite on the surface, but said in his heart: "Don't be happy too early, and let the two of you live a few more days, and when it comes to my eldest brother, you will feel better." ”
After dinner, Gu Shengchao came to the boulder halfway up the mountainside, where Maguanshan had already practiced hard.
"The master is here." Ma Guanshan trotted all the way and greeted him with a smile.
Gu Shengchao waved his hand: "Forget it, you and I are still brothers, don't talk about the master." ”
Ma Guanshan said with a smile: "I'm not afraid of neglecting Brother Gu, there is a way to reach out and not hit smiling people, my mouth dessert Master Gu can teach me more kung fu." ”
Gu Shengchao was also helpless, and patiently taught the inner strength of the Iron Arm Divine Skill at the moment.
At the third watch, the lights of all the tents in the canyon were basically extinguished, and the two ended the day's practice.
Ma Guanshan returned satisfied, Gu Shengchao was not tired, leaning against a tree and looking at the waning moon and thinking nonsense.
He misses Wan Ruo in the Valley of the Four Kings, Liu Ximei in the capital, and Ding Ying in Luoya Bay.
In a trance, the breath of three people approached this way.
Is it the righteous brother Baili Huan them?
Careful discernment is a stranger.
Then the sound of stumbling footsteps came.
Gu Shengchao didn't want to provoke right and wrong, so he climbed up against the trunk of the tree, hiding in the dense canopy.
"Are you sure it's here?" A man came to the road under the tree.
"That's right, Brother Tian Mang settled down clearly, and it won't be wrong." Another whispered.
"Why hasn't Brother Tian Mang come yet, although our Baixianzhuang and Tianqing Gang have always been friends, it's better to be careful." The other said anxiously.
Baixianso!
The other party's inadvertent words were like a thunderbolt that exploded in Gu Shengchao's mind.
He accompanied Wan Yanxi back to her grandfather's old mansion in the capital of Xileng this time, and another thing was that the emperor of the Dawu Dynasty personally ordered him to give Baixian Zhuang a silver ticket of one hundred taels of gold, and contacted them in order to help the Dawu Dynasty establish a way to transmit information in the Xileng Kingdom.
Coincidentally, I actually met the people of Baixianzhuang here.