Zhong Li took the stack of house cards in his hand and rattled. Then he heard unhurried words coming from behind, "Courtyard room, don't rush to take it first." ”

The young student with the golden silk dragon and phoenix wrapped around the brocade robe, standing in the gate with the backlight, the front face is all shadows, and the golden silk dragon and phoenix on the robe, under the contrast of light and dark, are more and more lifelike, soaring for nine days, proud of all beings.

"Are you Gong Jili of the Evergreen Daoist Academy?" Lei Zhenyu seemed to be talking to himself, asking and answering himself, so that the other party didn't know how to answer.

"Exactly, don't dare. The scholar in the long shirt had no choice but to do the same, but he still waved slightly. Although the identities of both parties are old, they should be regarded as elders to juniors.

Lei Zhenyu did not avoid it at all, and accepted the blow straightly, and after saying that he was disrespectful, he did not show any solemn respect. He turned his head slightly, and looked at the withered middle-aged man who had lightly resolved a life-and-death confrontation, "This immortal master, can you see the name of the teacher?"

This Tieliuyi son of the sky, every word, the tone is polite enough; it's just that when we meet in Pingshui, the enemy and I are not divided, they will bluntly ask each other's roots, and those who have walked through the rivers and lakes for three days know that those who dare to do this, if they are not a fool, are really qualified to do so in this world. For example, Hongmeng Mountain Heavenly Master He Lanping.

The middle-aged man seemed to have no mind or disdain for the young man who didn't know the rules, and only responded lightly: "The idle people in the rivers and lakes are not enough to worry about." ”

"I want to play three games against you. Lei Zhenyu still spoke in that slow and logical tone, but his words were amazing, "No matter whether you win or lose, you will finish three games." If you win, we will give up the courtyard, and if you lose, we will not want the courtyard. This hotel will be blocked. As for whether to burn or not, the shopkeeper is in charge. ”

The middle-aged man with his eyes shining brightly, stared coldly at the handsome and handsome face at the door, and said, "Your head was caught by the door panel, or was you born with a braincase?"

Lei Zhenyu tilted his head slightly, and instead of being angry, he smiled and said, "I'm just a pure martial artist." As for the head, it doesn't matter, but talking always counts. By the way, there is another requirement, even if you and I have two games to determine the winner, the third game, the same to play. ”

"Good. The middle-aged man said expressionlessly. The two of them were far away from each other, and the entire hall was instantly filled with a cold atmosphere.

The more than 20 young students gathered in the lobby hurriedly pushed each other out, but they all gathered not far from the door to watch the battle. The scholar in the long shirt shook his head and sighed slightly, but he took the time to move the bookcases and miscellaneous items that had been neatly placed in another place, so that the tall shopkeeper could receive the thick counter.

Helian Wuji respectfully took the things in Mr.'s hand, found a clean lattice in the counter and put it away carefully, and looked up to see where Mr. was still standing with a smile on his face. The tall shopkeeper had no choice but to go around the counter and go out with Mr.

In fact, even if Gong Ji didn't wait for this student, who was already young, the shopkeeper would not stay in the lobby to watch the battle.

The depth of Mr.'s friend, Helian Wuji didn't know, but with his own strength just now, he lightly resolved the fight between the two people's lifelong cultivation, it is conceivable that if the withered man can't deal with the scene, the ten Helian Wuji together are useless.

After there are only two people left in the store, the difference in strength between the two opposing sides, who are very different in age just by looking at their age, will only be greater.

In the three battles, Lei Zhenyu took the lead

hands, but the process and the result, are bland.

In the first game, Lei Zhenyu naturally stood in a non-trivial position, and a fist burst out, which was very shocking. Then he swept forward and punched, and the majestic fist instantly condensed into a line and broke through the air. The middle-aged man stood with his hands around his chest, not moving or fighting, and just like that, he took the powerful punch with his body, and his body didn't shake for a moment.

When Lei Zhenyu's fists touched the opponent's body together, it was known that it was not good. That scrawny body was as if it were nothing!

But as the descendant of the ancestor of Tieliuyi Martial Arts, Lei Zhenyu has his own extraordinary skills. That seemingly indomitable punch, once the strength fails, there will be twelve follow-up punches, which continue to strike, not only stronger than the other, but once it is introduced, the strength will not fail, but one after another the fist strength is superimposed.

The continuous twelve fists only need to be solid, which is a solid one. You can take one punch, but you may not be able to take the punch that has accumulated from twelve punches!

However, the withered middle-aged man remained indifferent. Until Lei Zhenyu's last fist hit, the middle-aged man suddenly had a firm chest, and he took the power of the punch that condensed the twelve fists.

Not only that, after Lei Zhenyu punched hard, it was like hitting a copper wall, the other party did not move at all, and the powerful power of the twelve fists rebounded back without diminishing. Lei Zhenyu's body suddenly flew straight backwards like a kite with a broken string, hitting the wall with a loud bang.

The classmates outside the door couldn't help but feel shocked.

This time, it must be very painful!

However, Lei Zhenyu slipped from the wall and fell to the ground, only took a few deep breaths, and then staggered to his feet, raised his hand to wipe the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth and nostrils, and walked back to the original confrontation position.

Lei Zhenyu was halfway through the second punch, and suddenly changed his move, and the hand that took the lead in punching sank his elbow to recover the lining strength, while the other hand that was originally bent and defended was hit out with a standing palm at the same time. The momentum of the palm, such as the Buddha holding flowers, not only did not burst out with fierce fists, but instead blew out a gentle warm breeze, which was refreshing.

This punch style, itself is called the Buddha's fancy style, a total of forty-nine moves. Take the Buddha to pick up the flowers, the leaves smile, the two sides of the Zen machine.

One flower is one world, one leaf is one Bodhi. No matter how far you go, no matter how powerful your opponent is, and where the wind passes, it is the world where I am seated. My world, life and death, I have the final say.

In the Xuanhuang world, where Taoism is dominant, Buddhism and the three religions and nine streams, and the hundreds of schools of thought have gradually declined and become miscellaneous studies. However, those who enter the Tao with martial arts in the world, the martial arts they cultivate are all mixed ways that take the Tao as the key link and collect the essence of the hundreds of schools of thought. As far as martial arts are concerned, the tempering of the body, the cultivation of true qi, and the condensation of martial soul and martial courage are all pure martial arts, and those who can finally break through the trap of martial arts and fit the way of heaven, the opportunity to preach the Tao, and the cultivation method taught by Taiyi are actually the same way.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Lei Zhenyu implements martial arts cultivation with Zen.

However, even this method of building a world with Zen martial arts was still caused by the tragic scene of the collapse of heaven and earth by the other party's gestures.

Lei Zhenyu didn't fly out sideways this time, and he didn't even take half a step back, but like a bodhisattva's clay golden body, he was washed down by the water of a heavenly river, turned into a pile of mud, and instantly collapsed to the ground.

Lei Zhenyu's golden silk dragon and phoenix brocade robe was shattered and embarrassed. The skin that is difficult to cover the clothes, stained with blood, and even blood in many places

The flesh is turned outward, and the white bones are visible.

The young man who knew that he had hit the stone with an egg did not have the slightest intention of flinching, raised his head, opened his mouth and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, then showed his bloodstained white teeth, grinned, and said word by word, "Congratulations." There is another one, as long as you take it, this inn will be saved. ”

The withered middle-aged man still has his hands around his chest, as if he has never made a move from beginning to end. He looked down at a young man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and said coldly: "It's good that you don't have a hole in your brain, but unfortunately I don't have either." Therefore, if you are looking for it, you can continue, but if you think that you can use it to temper your muscles and bones, and temper your courage, you will be persuaded to die of this heart. Because my counterattack is to directly smash your state of mind and soul, which is harmful to you martial artists. ”

Lei Zhenyu, who was covered in bruises, bent his knees, and then supported the ground with his hands, but he still couldn't straighten his body, so he took a few deep breaths, and then staggered to his feet, his movements and tone were like that of a drunkard, "You think too much, I want to find someone to feed your fists, grab a handful, and your combat strength may not lose you." Nonsense, less talk. Pick me up again......"

As soon as the word "move" fell, Lei Zhenyu turned out to have no moves, staggered, and staggered towards the withered middle-aged man. This is like a martial artist against the enemy, it is simply a drunkard who is crazy with alcohol, his whole body is wide open, and he pours it on others, and he doesn't care if others will avoid it sideways, but still help him.

However, it was such a tricky look, and the withered middle-aged face actually showed a hint of vigilance. It's just that he still chose not to dodge or dodge.

Lei Zhenyu's staggering skills seemed to be out of order, accompanied by a powerful Wang Ba fist, and his hands slapped at the withered middle-aged man one after another.

The middle-aged man suddenly burst into a loud shout, "The kid is looking for death!"

......

The crowd watching outside the door saw a flower in front of them, and Lei Zhenyu had lost his figure in the field!

Immediately after that, there was a loud bang, and everyone could clearly feel the whole house shaking, and dust was falling from the pillars at the bottom of the eaves. A group of young students outside the door hurriedly swarmed in, and even Shen Gongjie, who had been stubbornly fighting against the Tieliu Yi arrogant man from the beginning, also rushed in quickly and rushed to the place where the sound of impact came from in the room.

Although they don't look at each other, after all, they are classmates, not to mention people's lives.

Lei Zhenyu sat paralyzed under the root of a wall, leaning against the thick blue brick wall, his hands hanging on the ground, and at a glance, he knew that his shoulder and elbow joints had been dislocated and broken.

Everyone was helpless, and the injuries on their bodies were unknown, so they didn't dare to rush to help, let alone turn their bodies to check the injuries.

Zhong Li and Chang An, the son of the soldier's family, knelt beside Lei Zhenyu on the left and the right, carefully wiping the blood for him. In this situation, neither of them knew whether they should come forward at this time, or wait for the boss to take a breath and give an idea.

Lei Zhenyu, who had no skin and tattered clothes, was still awake, gasping for breath for a long time before slowly raising his head. There was a very strange smile on the face that still didn't show any emotion, which made all the colleagues present scratch their heads.

The pride of the sky, who has never been above the top, was beaten into a pig's head, but it turned out to be so cheap!

But in the withered middle-aged man who was victorious, there seemed to be a trace of regret in his cold expression. Finally, the withered middle-aged man looked as usual, and said slowly: "It doesn't matter if you are the descendant of Tieliu Post or a child of a family in Northern Wilderness City. There are some things that I may not be fortunate to get, so I can do it myself. ”