Chapter Seventy-Six: A Mallet and a Palm
When Zhuyuntang saw Yuan Hao's appearance, he was taken aback, and his heart was full of doubts, how could the little family be so good, but suddenly screamed and fell to the ground, and he became sick, and his whole face was pale, and he couldn't move.
For Yuan Hao, who practiced the "Easy Concentration Technique", he was very different from the Central Plains people, he inherited the legacy of the old ancestors on the island, although he didn't know what the "martial law" was, but he would never follow the "martial law" as the avenue. He knows very well that martial arts are martial arts, not great avenues. On the contrary, the people of the Central Plains generally believe that the "martial law" is the great way, and should be pious and should be faithfully observed, trusting the rule of the "martial law", and should not be questioned.
Therefore, it is derived that it is not allowed to practice the Qi Extraction Heart Formula, the Iron Ring of Martial Law, and the Stone Tablet of Martial Law that are not recognized by martial arts. Taking advantage of the almost pathological beliefs of the people of the Central Plains, which led to the difference between the Yinghai Island people and the Central Plains people in extracting Dao Qi, it can be said that the "Easy Concentration Formula" is a tool used by the Wulu Stone Tablet to distinguish the difference between the enemy and the enemy.
For Yuan Hao, the martial arts stele, or all the items containing the martial arts energy, are all like poison, as the golden text on the martial law stone tablet in front of him becomes more and more prosperous, the energy that spreads out to the surroundings is getting stronger and stronger, and the shock and impact of his limbs and hundreds of bones are stronger than one time, every time the golden energy sweeps in, the pain is from the outside to the inside, and then from the inside to the outside, the survey is intense, as if it is uncomfortable.
Huo Feng was only stunned for half a beat, and then became even more angry, and scolded: "Pretend! Let you pretend again, do you think that three-legged cat trick can deceive people again? Yuan Hao, you are cunning, I have already seen it clearly. He let Yuan Hao deceive a few times, he didn't believe the other party's words and actions, only to feel that nine times out of ten, they were all deception, and when he finished speaking, he saw that the other party still didn't move, and continued: "You get up for me! Let's fight again, Yuan Hao, if you pretend to be asleep again and refuse to get up, don't blame me for slapping down, so that you are really seriously injured." 」
Huo Lan secretly hated Yuan Hao for hurting that kid and his grandson, and when he heard these words at this moment, he was also sure in his heart, and said: "This little slippery head is very clever, this change must be really as Feng'er said, it is intentional, and I want to take advantage of the slack to catch people off guard. Hmph, who would be afraid of using too many of these indiscriminate moves?"
Zhuyuntang admires Yuan Hao, who is much younger than himself, although he is flamboyant and behaves strangely, but when the two get along, they are like real friends who have nothing to talk about, they get along very happily and have infinite fun. He knew that Yuan Hao, this kid, was scheming, his ideas were out of the ordinary, and he couldn't even resist himself sometimes, even against children of the same age whose martial arts were higher than him, he could rely on that little head to be invincible. In the fight just now, except for being worried that Yuan Hao would not be hit and was a little worried, he was indifferent and relaxed, and he was not worried much.
But at this time, Zhuyuntang couldn't hold his breath anymore, and saw that Yuan Hao didn't move, and he could vaguely smell the sound of breathing in his ears, but at first glance, it seemed to be no different from a dead person. He was worried because of this, for fear that something would happen to Yuan Hao, so he couldn't move. He thought to himself, "This competition between disciples or juniors, as a master and an elder, must not be reckless, but Lao Huo's grandson is obviously angry, and he doesn't know the severity of his move, so let him slap him, the three veins of the deaconist realm are full of angry blows, how can an unarmed deaconist realm one vein resist it?"
Thinking of this, Zhu Yuntang couldn't help but be afraid for a while, he didn't want to lose his own child for a win or defeat in vain, so he hurriedly said, "Lao Huo, why don't we lose this time?"
When Huo Lan heard this, his face tightened, he shook his head, and said, "This ...... Lao Zhu, horror is not good. 」
Zhuyuntang was even more anxious, and said, "Why can't it? Lao Huo, you are your grandson's Lao Tzu, as soon as you open your mouth, how can he not listen?"
Huo Lan looked at Zhuyuntang coldly, and said in his heart: "Old Zhu, it was your friend who was rude in front, and now who agrees to the competition, all of them don't matter. Now that this friend of yours has hurt my grandson, according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, I must not let this kid leave unharmed. 」
After waiting for a while, seeing that Yuan Hao still didn't get up, Huo Feng finally couldn't bear it, his eyes lit up with murderous intent, he shouted, raised his right palm, and said, "Since this is the case, then it is offended. At this moment, he suddenly felt a cold wind hit his face, and saw a black body quickly covering the door, but it was the black mallet.
In this blink of an eye, Huo Feng's thoughts kept surging in his heart, cold sweat flowed down his back, he gritted his teeth, took two steps back, and avoided the attack of the black mallet.
I only heard Yuan Hao under him smile and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity, I pretended to be this routine for so long, but I didn't hit it." There was a bit of regret in his voice.
He quietly looked to the side, and the martial arts stone tablet that emitted annoying energy was gone. He secretly thought about Fang Cai's situation, and thought, "It's so dangerous, it's so dangerous! His turtle grandfather's bastard has been extracting qi for a long time, and it has hurt me for a long time, but fortunately, this dog lamb stopped extracting qi when he made a move, otherwise, I would have really been beaten to death by him with a palm." 」
It turned out that Yuan Hao had just now, because of the mutual exclusion of the Loose Concentration Technique and the Martial Law Stone Tablet, he couldn't move, although he was desperately trying his best to urge the Dao Qi in the meridians, but the golden energy of the Martial Law Stone Tablet was like a shackle that imprisoned the flesh, so that every time he urged the Dao Qi, it was in vain, and there was no way. It wasn't until the moment before Huo Feng made a move that he stopped extracting qi, and the martial arts stone tablet was like a candle flame that had lost its wick, and it suddenly dissipated, and then he regained his physical freedom.
Huo Feng's heart palpitations were at the mallet he had eaten before, but his dignity as a three-vein martial artist would never allow himself to show weakness, and he said coldly on the surface: "People like you, I have already seen through it, even if you use that strange mallet, you don't want to hit me again." 」
Yuan Hao was also worried that Huo Feng would not let him use a mallet, and when he heard this, he knew that the other party acquiesced in allowing him to use a black mallet to fight, and he was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Then be careful, I won't show mercy." He thought that Huo Feng didn't call himself a "brother", but this was in line with his own wishes, and if he wanted to keep claiming that a person who didn't fit his personality was a "brother", it would be very painful.
What's more, this Huo Feng is not worthy of saying so.
Huo Feng sneered: "You should be a little ......" The word "heart" has not been blurted out, and the black mallet is already coming. His heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to scold Yuan Hao for his shameless despicability, but he thought that he had done the same thing, so he was embarrassed to say it. Seeing that the black mallet was ushered in head-on, he didn't dare to take it hard, so he had to turn sideways and shoot back with his left palm.
Yuan Hao knew that the black mallet in his hand was a Dao treasure, and it was impossible to be destroyed by Huo Feng's palm, when he was bold and ran Dao Qi, he flashed the palm sideways, and with a flip of his wrist, the angle of the black mallet changed, and the whole person was bullied into Huo Feng's arms, and the mallet hit him at the same time. Huo Feng saw that the handle of the black mallet was not long, just larger than the palm of an ordinary person's hand, so that he could only fight closely, not far away, but he did not have any weapons on his body, only fist kung fu could make it, and fist kung fu was also a close-quarters fight, his own realm was higher than Yuan Hao, and he could seriously injure the opponent with just one palm; although Yuan Hao's realm was low, the mallet was very extraordinary, and he could also seriously injure himself with just one hammer.
This kind of situation of one palm and one hammer, which is as dangerous as an egg, is a dangerous and special path for Yuan Hao and Huo Feng.