On the dojo, many teenagers watched the fight between Yuwen Cheshui and Mo Shiping intently, or secretly amazed, or pointed out the country, they seemed to be firmly attracted by the tricks of these two teenagers, forgetting that it would not be long before it was time, that is, the end of the third trial.

Sure enough, Yuwen Cheshui gave up the ghosting compound body method he used before, and started with arrow steps, instantly narrowing the distance between the two and taking the initiative to attack.

Mo Shiping's expression was solemn, his fists suddenly clenched, his feet exerted force, and he took the initiative to meet it. He didn't intend to avoid it from the beginning, as soon as he came, he was hit hard in the back of the waist, and now he only temporarily suppressed the injury, but if it continues to be a fierce battle for a long time, he will inevitably suffer more and more. Second, Yuwen Cheshui gave up his strange and unpredictable body steps before, and took the initiative to step forward and exchange punches for punches, which is exactly what Mo Shiping wanted to see. After all, in terms of body shape and pace, he is at an absolute disadvantage. And boxing is what he is good at.

The two of them were within half a zhang in an instant, Yuwen Cheshui had a calm face, his right arm took the lead, and his right fist hit Mo Shiping's head with an extremely fast momentum. Mo Shiping's expression remained unchanged, his body was slammed, and his forward momentum came to an abrupt end, and he took a step back decisively and took the initiative to dodge the fist. Yuwen Cheshui sneered and took another step, taking the initiative to bully him, not afraid of Mo Shiping's backhand, he just wanted to hand this punch to the other party's head.

Mo Shiping raised his eyebrows, he naturally had a back hand, since the other party dared to hold it up like this, he was not welcome. I saw that after Mo Shiping took a step back with his left foot, then his upper body suddenly leaned back, supporting the ground with his right hand, avoiding the attacking right fist, and at the same time, his right foot suddenly exerted force, kicking Yuwen Cheshui's abdomen.

Yuwen Cheshui frowned, Mo Shiping's sudden move caught him off guard, but it was also because he was too aggressive.

Yuwen Cheshui had to give up the offensive, his right fist slightly deviated a few inches downward, and instead met the tip of his right foot kicked by Mo Shiping, otherwise, his right fist would not only miss, but his abdomen would also be hit hard.

"Bang!"

Yuwen Cheshui's face was gloomy, and he took the initiative to take two steps back, shedding some momentum. However, Mo Shiping's body shape did not change, and his right palm supporting the ground suddenly exerted force, and he turned directly into his body.

As the old saying goes, your arms can't twist your thighs, and that's exactly what happened.

This is the first time that Mo Shiping has the upper hand in the battle between the two teenagers, he is naturally unwilling to give up the hard-won opportunity, so he made a decision immediately, his right foot exerted his strength again, his body rose violently, and he took the initiative to bully him.

Yuwen Cheshui's right fist was a little painful at the moment, but he didn't care about these at all, his eyes were firmly fixed on Mo Shiping's sudden forward figure, he naturally knew that the other party wanted to take advantage of his unstable body to launch another attack.

In ordinary martial arts fights, they generally choose to avoid the opponent's attack at this time and wait for the right time to counterattack. But this proud boy is the Yuwen family who was born in Dongsheng Shenzhou, and he is known as a genius boy who is expected to ask the fairyland. At this moment, he will not back down, and he will not allow himself to back down.

Mo Shiping stared at Yuwen Cheshui's figure and squinted lightly, and sure enough, as he guessed, Yuwen Cheshui was ready to take his own attack even under the premise of being unstable, so it was a good time to go all out.

Mo Shiping stepped forward, his right fist clenched, he took a deep breath, his right arm tightened, and instantly mobilized the strength of his whole body to exert his strength violently.

"Tiger Hunting Fist!"

The right fist slammed out vigorously, and the fist wind shattered the air and made a slight friction sound, straight into Yuwen Cheshui's chest.

Yuwen Cheshui's body did not move, his fists were crossed in front of his chest, and he made a quaint fist move.

"Open the door Bajiquan. ”

Immediately after that, Yuwen Cheshui exerted force on his heels, walked on the waist, ran through the tips of his fingers, his body was like a bow, his arms were like arrows, and his fist was like thunder, and he rushed straight to Mo Shiping's right fist.

"Bang!" the two fists clashed, making a low clashing sound.

Mo Shiping's brows furrowed, he instantly clenched his teeth, his expression quietly flashed a trace of pain, and he took the lead in taking a big step back.

Yuwen Cheshui had a calm face, and he also took a step back, but it was only a small step.

Mo Shiping can't retreat, once the Tiger Hunting Fist is used, there will be an instantaneous loss of strength, so after this attack is blocked, he can only choose to retreat first, otherwise it will be worth the loss if the flaws are exposed. Moreover, Yuwen Cheshui's punch this time changed the usual way of playing with wide opening and closing, just now at that moment, he was as quiet as a bow, and his punch was like a thunderbolt, which must have used some kind of punching method, not only resisting Mo Shiping's Tiger Hunting Fist that Mo Shiping took the lead, but also making Mo Shiping's right fist feel a pain as if it hit the iron.

Mo Shiping's expression became more and more solemn, his right fist was quietly behind him, released and clenched, and so on several times before he felt that his right fist had slightly lost some pain.

Yuwen Cheshui stopped in place, completely stabilized his breathing and figure, and looked at Mo Shiping's eyes full of indescribable excitement. He gently shook his right hand, which was a little reddened, and took the initiative to speak: "From childhood to adulthood, you are the first opponent worthy of me to use the Open Door Baji Fist, you are really powerful." ”

Mo Shiping's expression was as usual, he sneered noncommittally, did not answer, stared at Yuwen Cheshui's figure that was about to move, and was ready to fight.

Yuwen Cheshui leaned forward slightly, clenched his fists, tugged at the corners of his mouth, and said coldly: "Next, let me see, how many punches can you catch?"

As soon as the words fell, Yuwen Cheshui's figure suddenly rushed forward, and his right fist was quickly handed forward. Mo Shi's plane was like stopping water, his feet were steady, his strength was sinking to his waist, and he blocked Yuwen Cheshui's fist with his right elbow across his chest. Obviously, since Fang just suffered a small loss, he will only lose the upper hand if he continues to fight head-on.

Yuwen Cheshui did not change his style of play, his fists were just thrown out like raindrops, and Mo Shiping has always skillfully used his elbows to defend, and he can avoid the frontal punches.

Yuwen Cheshui kept his face calm, just punching, not caring at all about the opponent's almost shrinking style of play.

And although Mo Shiping's expression is still calm, but there is some bitterness in his heart, Yuwen Cheshui's offensive is coming like a storm, and he is at a disadvantage with his frontal fist, and he has to beware of the open-door baji fist he used before, and the current situation can only rely on his elbows against the fist, waiting for an opportunity to eliminate the other.

This situation of attacking and defending only lasted for a moment, only to see that after Mo Shiping once again resisted the attacking right fist with his left elbow, Yuwen Cheshui suddenly snorted coldly, turned his fist into a palm in an instant, and used the hand knife in the open-door Baji Fist. The strength of his whole body ran through his fingertips and hit Mo Shiping's throat.

The speed of this hand knife was extremely fast, and it came suddenly, obviously Yuwen Cheshui had prepared it a long time ago.

At the last moment, Mo Shiping's expression was solemn, and he didn't have time to think too much, and instinctively clasped his right hand into a fist.

Snake punch!

The snake fist rushed out from the bottom up, and quickly hit Yuwen Cheshui's right wrist.

At this time, Yuwen Cheshui felt a sharp pain in his right wrist, but his expression did not show a trace of surprise, on the contrary, he clenched his teeth and forcibly endured the pain, his expression was slightly hideous, but the posture of rushing forward with the knife remained unchanged.

This is one of the characteristics of Open Door Bajiquan, which Yuwen Cheshui has not shown before. The opening of the door Baji Boxing focuses on exercising the fingers, fists, wrists, elbows, shoulders, waist, knees, and feet. His right wrist at this time was exactly like this, and the force infused into it came from his whole body, even if Mo Shiping's snake punch hit his right wrist, although he would feel pain, he could still maintain his attack.

At the moment when the snake punch hit his right wrist, Mo Shiping frowned, he had a premonition that something was wrong, and sure enough, the opponent's hand knife only paused for a moment, and then went straight to his throat as always.

Mo Shiping was shocked in his heart, this situation was something he didn't expect at all, his Snake Punch was obviously aimed at the fragile joint of the wrist, and a blow should be enough to shatter the wrist joint, and no matter how bad it was, it would at least change the direction of his attack. But the other party's right wrist at the moment, or the right arm, gave Mo Shiping the feeling that it was cleverly linked with the whole body at the moment of his attack, and he resisted his own blow, presumably this is a unique way to open the door Bajiquan.

On the line between life and death, Mo Shiping suddenly remembered the scene when his grandfather taught him to play Xingyi Boxing for the first time in Da Turtle Mountain.

...

"Grandpa, can this set of boxing really strengthen the body? Will I be able to go up and down the mountain faster in the future?"

The grandfather in a coarse linen robe nodded with a smile and said, "Well, of course." This set of Xingyi boxing is also called Xinyi Liuhe boxing, which is not a rare treasure, most of the martial artists in the world have been contacted, and it is a basic introductory boxing method, which is not difficult to learn. ”

Mo Shiping nodded, his eyes flashed with a hint of longing, not that he was thinking about what he could do after learning boxing, but simply to be able to carry up and down the mountain faster, to have more time to spend collecting ingredients to sell, and to go to an inn at the foot of the mountain earlier to chat with Li Facai.

The grandfather stopped in place, clenched his fists with both hands, and played the first three styles coherently, hunting tiger crashing fist, treacherous snake punching fist, and bullfighting split fist. Mo Shiping immediately learned on the side.

After playing the first three styles, the eldest grandfather paused for a moment, looked at Mo Shiping crookedly finished the three punches, then reached out and rubbed his head, and said with a smile: "The posture is okay, but in fact, it is still a little bit meaningless." The first three forms of this Xingyi Quan are like that, but the last three styles, I have made some changes. ”

After that, the grandfather played the last three moves of Xingyi Boxing in a row, chasing the eagle cannon boxing, the spirit monkey drilling boxing, and controlling his own absolute fist.

This time, Mo Shiping also tried to imitate boxing, but he felt a little awkward, compared to the first three punches, the last three punches had a kind of inexplicable weirdness.

Mo Shiping frowned, and continued to try boxing as if he didn't admit defeat, but the more he imitated, the more out of shape.

Seeing this, the eldest grandfather smiled and comforted: "Don't rush, take your time, the important thing is not the posture, but the way you exert your strength." I'll tell you more about it later. Now, the sun is about to set, I wonder if there is a stall selling sugar gourds in the town?"

As soon as he heard the sugar gourd, Mo Shiping immediately stopped his boxing figure, and hurriedly said: "It's too late! It's still early for the sun to go down, and the stall must not be confiscated!" Then he raised his head and looked at the old man with blank eyes.

The eldest grandfather happily took Mo Shiping's little hand, and walked slowly down the mountain.

Soon after, the old and the young returned to the mountain. Along the way, Mo Shiping took a big bite of the crunchy sugar gourd with satisfaction, and he was so happy that he almost danced. When Mo Shiping finished eating and was carefully licking the sugar grains on his hands, the grandfather said seemingly unintentionally: "Shiping, when you grow up and go out, if you meet a very powerful bad guy, try to punch him with Xingyi, if you meet a bad guy who really can't be beaten, you might as well try the last trick." ”

"But I don't like to fight with people, can't I sit down and reason..."

"This world is unreasonable a lot of the time, Shiping, sometimes, fights are for better reasoning. ”

...

On the dojo, Yuwen Cheshui's hand knife was only a few inches away from his throat, but at this moment, Mo Shiping, whose life was hanging by a thread, felt unexpectedly calm, and his heart was like water.

When Mo Shiping usually practices boxing, he has the form and spirit of every punch, but this last punch never hits the true meaning.

The reason is very simple, when he first learned, the grandfather told him that he had to feel it himself to know the usefulness of this self-mastering fist, so Mo Shiping completely played a self-mastering fist, at that time he remembered that he was in a strange state for a moment, it seemed that his senses were magnified many times, and even the moth flapping its wings a foot away could be seen clearly, but then he fell unconscious and fell asleep for a day and a night.

Since then, Mo Shiping has never delivered a complete self-control fist, firstly, there is no chance, and secondly, he is also a little afraid of the sequelae brought by this move.

"Harness yourself, fight hard. ”

The punch is very simple, and it starts when you clench your right fist. As the grandfather said, the important thing is not the posture, but the way of exerting force.

The moment he clenched his right fist, under Mo Shiping's silent induction, a warm current instantly gushed out from the dantian and rushed straight to the heart field.

"Grock. Mo Shiping clearly heard his heart beating heavily.

Immediately after, a strange feeling suddenly enveloped him from head to toe, every inch of his body.

...

At this moment, Wei Li, who was walking alone on the bluestone street in a black robe, suddenly stopped, turned his head suddenly, and stared at the top of Qingluo Mountain with an expression of disbelief.

Wei Li's eyes were glazed, and there was an unprecedented gaffe, and he muttered, "This... What Mr. said is indeed right, the most good calf protector in the world is none other than that old-timer. ”