Chapter 129: The Battle of the Gatekeepers (3)

Liang Wuyang scoffed at Du Qing's detailed explanations and suggestions at first, and impatiently interrupted Du Qing's words. In his eyes, the martial arts of the rivers and lakes pay attention to the rules, unless both of them know the opponent's martial arts moves in advance, if they know the enemy so well and the enemy does not know me, so as to win, it is an act of victory.

But Du Qing said that Gongziyu has a treacherous temperament, fierce and cruel, and likes to watch the bloody and violent martial arts scenes... This time, if it is Liang Wuyang An'an, he only needs to fight one fight, which is a strange thing. According to his idea, Liang Wuyang went to fight this time, and Gongziyu would change his way to lead Liangwuyang to accept the wheel battle, at least he had to fight the 'mountain guest', 'Kunlun guest', and 'knife guest', and Gongziyu could stop.

As soon as these words came out, Liang Wuyang immediately agreed with Du Qing to continue to explain his opponent's martial arts routines to him.

You are unkind, but don't blame me for being unjust.

The topic returned to the venue, Liang Wuyang seemed to turn around in a hurry, but in fact it was extremely dangerous. The reason for this is that Liang Wuyang had not practiced the dodge type of body technique before, and in recent days, he has temporarily learned a few tricks from Du Qing at the entry-level 'stepping branch' step of the 'Wangdi Gate'.

The 'stepping branch' step is the basic light skill of Wangdimen's 'Du Yu Thirteen Swords (Cuckoo Swordsmanship)', and it is also the most suitable and time-to-practice method for Liang Wuyang at present.

But after all, it was a light skill that was learned temporarily, and it was not proficient enough, and it was seen by the mountain guests at a glance.

The mountaineer sneered, mocking the arrogant tone of Liang Wuyang's Yelang and the shallow vision of the frog at the bottom of the well.

Although Liang Wuyang's dodge was crappy, the front door was lightly loaded, and it naturally won a lot of applause.

The mountain guest punched into a palm, twisted his palm into a claw, and easily pinched Liang Wuyang's wrist, forcing Liang Wuyang to abandon the sword.

Liang Wuyang frowned when he saw that the situation was not good.

The mountain guest was fierce in his heart, and a large amount of Qi erupted directly from the dantian in his abdomen, pouring into his palm, filling with strength.

This palm is called 'broken iron', and as the name suggests, gold and iron can be easily crushed.

The mountaineer wanted to defeat the enemy with one move, smash one of the kid's arms, and teach him what the frog at the bottom of the well was.

Liang Wuyang naturally also felt the surging Qi of the mountain guest, he frowned, and immediately burst out of the qi power from the dantian, converging on the arm held by the mountain guest, and the arm became extremely hard in an instant, no matter how the mountain guest exercised, it would not be damaged in the slightest.

Protecting the body?

The mountaineer was a little surprised.

Although it is not uncommon to protect the body, it can only be used by people who have cultivated to the realm of external release.

Shanke knew that he had underestimated the other party before, raised his eyebrows, formed a fist with his left hand, and took advantage of the time to clamp down on the opponent and hit another 'Tongshan' punch.

Liang Wuyang, who had already known the Shanke's martial arts routines in advance, was naturally on guard, and he had already substituted Qi Li into his left arm in advance, and then collided with Shanke's right fist.

The two fists collided together, and the exposed and condensed Qi Gang collided, making a sound of chirping and breaking jade.

Shanke's fist was shaken back by Liang Wuyang, hanging in the air and trembling.

Liang Wuyang took advantage of the situation to remove the mountain guest's clamps and liberated his right hand.

Shanke recovered from the shock and punched Liang Wuyang in the chest again.

Liang Wuyang turned over and picked up the short sword he had fallen to the ground, released his qi to protect his chest, and directly received a new round of 'Tongshan' punches from the mountain guest.

The winner is already clear.

Liang Wuyang's short sword rested on the mountain guest's neck.

Laugh, still so arrogant.