Chapter 282: Beat You Up
The strength of the fist breaks through the air, and the fighting spirit.
Although this fist intent is not as palpitating as Huangqishan's heart palpitation in Dongyun's impression, it should not be underestimated.
"Po-"
There are no waves in the ancient well, and there is no sound in the slightest.
With the horizontal attack, Dongyun's casual gear, this fist intent that was not too strong, disappeared.
In this regard-
Xinming was not shocked.
This is a tentative shot, and it is impossible to have the idea of repelling Shinonome with one punch. Peel off the cocoon layer by layer, and hit people with all your might.
This is just a small test.
"Not bad, a little bit stronger than I thought." In the face of Dongyun's being so bland, Xinming's expression was even more bland, but in those eyes that were not particularly bright, there was a strong fighting spirit.
Dongyun was silent, just waiting for him to make a move.
"Master Qishan once said that the fist is heavier than the shape, the fist is heavier than the mountain, and every blow can be plain, but it must be offensive and defensive." Xinming pointed out Huang Qishan's philosophical teachings, and it can be seen that he is very serious.
"Long-winded, just take down Shigumo, kid. If you defeat him, I will give you a deputy hall master." Facing Xinming's words again, Wei Pan's urgency flashed.
Everyone""
Xinming was even more speechless.
I had to be depressed, and when I raised my hand, I flashed out with the wind willow's close-range boxing.
Close to the body
Dongyun understands that this kid may have a bit of combat power, and only a strong monk will focus on close combat, although he didn't know it before, but he slowly realized it in this year's time, the Dao is strong, not the strongest, and the physical body is strong, it is the strongest.
Faced with Bo Kill, Dongyun smiled.
The steps are ordinary, one step at a time, one hand behind him, and one hand like a willow.
"Whew!"
The fist intent was mixed with bursts of aura exhalation, and it attacked Dongyun head-on.
Dongyun never fought back, this is to see Xinming's foundation.
The cry sounded, and the fist strength came.
"Bang-"
A sound of solid porcelain was heard.
Everyone looked at Dongyun in disbelief, because under this punch, a faint bloodshot appeared at the corner of Dongyun's mouth.
"Hurt".
"It is"
"Isn't it the Holy Sacrament, why is it defeated?"
All the disciples exchanged their heads and had different opinions. Because they saw that Dongyun did not make a rung, and suffered this blow stubbornly, is this the result of arrogance?
"You lost" Xinming said with some disbelief, his punch seemed to hit a piece of divine iron, and his fist hurt, but Dongyun's mouth did overflow with blood, and in his heart, he thought that this was impossible. However, the facts are in front of you.
Shook his head.
Dongyun wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth with his slender hand.
Then the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and there was no wave in his deep eyes.
At this time—
Mo said that these disciples of Lingyin Peak, even the three hall masters and Huangqi Mountain, all looked at the two people in the field in surprise. They all exclaimed in shock in their hearts: "This is impossible."
A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Dongyun's mouth.
Right now.
Shinonome moved.
With the hand that is like a willow, it is a casual flick to the heart that is still stunned.
"Bang-"
Xinming, who was stunned, was like a kite with a broken string, flying upside down, the posture of falling sideways, the shocked face, and the blood spit out at the corner of his mouth, which made him understand that he was careless, and he was even more shocked by Dongyun's strength.
"Bang bang bang-"
The heart of the upside-down flight is clear, and when it lands, it breaks several crowds and makes a 'bang' sound. Only then did he stop. With a look of surprise, he said, "How can you be so strong."
Strong attitude, tough means.
Everyone let Dongyun's blow and a direct blow be confused. But I saw the gap between the two.
Although they all vomit blood, one person flies sideways, and one person does not move or shake like an old tree with its roots.
Dongyun vomited blood, not because of Xinming's injury, to be precise, it was a coincidence, and the Dao injury occurred at this time. It makes people misunderstand, and it also makes Xinming misunderstand.
The heart in the defeat, although the heart is shocked. But there was a hint of spiritual comfort, that is, a punch could injure Dongyun, so as soon as he wiped the blood on his mouth, he casually pushed the disciples who were protecting him behind him. came up horizontally, and his face was stern: "Okay, you Dongyun, so powerful, although you are physically stronger than me, but I don't him, I still have many means."
As soon as the words turned, the wind under his feet was like a whirlwind, and it was as fast as lightning in the field.
Surprised, really surprised.
Dongyun never thought that this Xinming actually had such an achievement in the body method, and it was not ordinary.
"Dongyun, look at it, I have an advantage over you in speed, this is the Lingyun step passed by Master Qishan, step by step Lingyun, see me beat you."
"Bang-"
As soon as Xinming's words were finished, a white figure instantly arrived, and it was a horizontal blow to him who had just finished speaking.
Again.
A trapeze artist appeared in the field.
Xinming flew out upside down like the last time. There was blood in his mouth, and in the process of flying upside down, he didn't understand what was going on, so he let people beat him up.
"Shhhh
Many disciples gasped, and no one could see how Dongyun reached it and when he struck, but he appeared in the last place where Xinming appeared.
"This is," Huang Qishan stood up sharply.
A pair of eyes seemed to burst out of the posture, staring at Dongyun in the field, this speed, this pace, his heart could not be calm for a long time.
"Ahem, cough, cough"
Xinming, who was caught horizontally, coughed up blood in his mouth, looked at the gentle and elegant Dongyun in the field in shock, and didn't know what to say for a while. Just now, he was as pompous as a cloud, and his mouth was like a cold Zen.
"How can you be faster than me. ”
Half Ringing –
Xin Ming spat out shocked words from his mouth. This is also what many disciples want to know. A few days ago, that is, when Xiaobawang Xinming became famous, he swept many people with this amazing speed, and at this time, his advantage, his tough methods, in front of Dongyun, lost in seconds.
Faced with inquiries.
Dongyun just didn't answer and asked: "Is there a stronger way, come out and see, besides, why can't I be faster than you." Calm and quiet, guest-oriented
Oh, yes!
Why others should be slower, why others can't be faster than you, this is not a profound esoteric method, it is just a simple question.
"I have 13 horizontal strikes, I have 24 leg sweeps, I have 36 palm slashes, and I have gold and steel not to break my body." In the face of Shinonome's inquiry. Xinming jumped up excitedly, it was obvious that this was provoked.
All the disciples were speechless, and they all watched carefully in the field.
Nodding.
Dongyun put his hands behind his back, and the breath of a person in high position was revealed casually, and he said lightly: "Let you understand what it means that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, today I will not attack you, I will not be angry with you, and I will only beat you with one hand."
These last few sentences.
Like a silver needle with poison, it emerges in Xinming's heart.
Half ringing.
Xin Mingcai woke up in disbelief, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then shouted: "I can't be defeated, I don't believe you have been so harmful." After finishing speaking, the wind under his feet was one point faster than just now.
In the field, figures shuttle.
In the field, the fist is flowing.
In the field, the Dao Law overflowed.
In the field, the horizontal strikes continued.
In the twitching corners of the mouths of all the disciples who were watching, a figure made the hand like a willow in the standing field of Na Jing again and again, gently striking, every blow was so accurate and in place, and every blow was so solid and not hungry.
"Ahem, ahem".
On the periphery of the human wall, several disciples helped up Xinming, whose chest was full of blood, and Xinming at this time was like a mad demon, and his expression could not be explained.
In the crowd.
A white-clothed figure shook his head, and said a little pitifully: "Another stupid person, against him, it is simply death."
This person—
It is the overlord of the past realm about the rising sun.
These days, I have been in retreat and practice, and I just woke up and learned that Dongyun had returned, and I was overjoyed and laughed, so I came to the hidden hall.
A flick of the robe.
Shinonome took the initiative.
not with hands, but with feet. Facing the previous one, disobeying everyone, the eyes were empty, and the heart was clear, one kick, and another kick.
"Bang Bang Bang"
In the field——
Many people twitched the corners of their mouths, looking at this person who lost in horror, lost face, and won the beating Xinming. That miserable appearance, that beating people, like a pig's head, have some sympathy.
"Deputy hall master, his subordinates are merciful! he is going crazy." When Dongyun kicked his heart wildly, Yue Chaoyang stepped forward and hurriedly persuaded him. Others don't know, but he knows that this kind of blow is not pleasant, so he enters the peace court.
In the face of summing, Shinonome was indifferent.
Continuing to put his feet in place, with just the right amount of force, this is beating, this is to make him remember that there are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven. Such a heart will understand in the future that he did not suffer in vain today's beating.
"This competition without rules is to make the other party admit defeat, Chaoyang, you see, this kid is sturdy and can stand up, don't worry." Dongyun was talking in his mouth, but the wind came out under his feet, and he only used the strength of the Holy Body itself to kick this blue nose and swollen Xin Ming in the field.
This is a reminder, take a scream, otherwise you will continue to beat the nickname!
Facing the blow.
Xinming was stunned and did not beg for mercy, but choked and shouted: "I don't accept it, I don't accept it."
Okay! You're not convinced, right?
Beat it until you wear it.
Okay!
Kick you until you don't talk about it.
Dongyun did not show mercy to his subordinates, but used the power of the Holy Body to kick sideways like this.
But he was greeted by the resistance that was being kicked hard.
"If you don't accept it, I just don't accept it, you can beat my body, you can't beat my heart, one day, I can surpass you." In Dongyun's horizontal beating, Xinming's mouth was very hard, as if he was like a Xiaoqiang who was not afraid of death, which made many people despise his stinky and hard temper.
Sympathy, pitiful, stubborn, unconvinced.
These opposite tones are unmistakable in Xinming's body.
At a time when everyone couldn't bear to look at it.
Shinonome stopped.
looked at this Xinming who was lying on the ground with his head in his hands, but said very strictly: "Okay, you win, I will obey you."
Damn-
What are these words.
Everyone was amazed.
Isn't this obviously talking nonsense with your eyes open, you beat people like this, and you still let people win
When everyone was speechless.
Xinming knelt on the spot and bowed to Dongyun: "Deputy hall master, I am convinced, thank you for giving me this hopeless punishment, thank you for making me understand that pride is not used to show Xiàn, thank you for setting me a bigger goal."
Exciting and excited, cautious.
Dongyun nodded, but said lightly: "Confucianism can be taught." He said no more, and turned to his seat.