"What, Master, are you kidding?"

"Don't talk nonsense, the magic barrier in your brain is too deep, and you can only break it by external force. It's better for us to have a duel, between life and death, maybe it can help you break through karma and return to your original self. ”

"Between life and death...... 10,000 grass and mud horses flew by in Mo Xiaolou's heart, and asked with some uncertainty: "What does Master mean, when you fight, will you kill you?"

"I don't keep waste. Rest assured, you and I don't need internal force to fight. Besides, I look at the shape of your phalanges, and you are obviously proficient in grappling and fighting, so don't let me despise it, let's make a move. ”

"It seems that you can't hide from it......" Mo Xiaolou smiled bitterly, and could only nod in agreement.

The two of them each took a few steps back, facing each other from a distance, Shi Zhixuan's eyes were as sharp as a sword, and his hands behind his back were in stark contrast to Mo Xiaolou's movements as if he were facing a great enemy.

Of course, although he was carrying his hands behind his back, it did not mean that Shi Zhixuan despised Mo Xiaolou, standing with his hands alone exerted huge psychological pressure on the other party, coupled with Shi Zhixuan's extremely focused eyes, which made Mo Xiaolou not know where to start.

"Even if I am sure to lose, I need to go all out!" Mo Xiaolou clenched his fists, and his fighting spirit was not weakened by Shi Zhixuan's actions, but under the heavy pressure, he did not fall but rose.

After all, he was once a victorious soldier king, how could he be defeated without a fight?

"Master, be careful. He didn't wait for Shi Zhixuan to show a flaw in his momentum, and directly swung his punch at Shi Zhixuan.

Punching is just a very simple move in military martial arts, military combat techniques developed from Wing Chun, after countless years of hard work, has long been washed away, abandoning the meaningless routines in Wing Chun, the attack is simple and efficient, if the speed is fast enough, it can almost break through the sound barrier.

However, Shi Zhixuan had an unfazed demeanor, and when the fist reached his body, he smiled slightly, took out his right hand from behind his back, and flicked his fingers, which happened to be the strongest point of Mo Xiaolou's fist.

A huge force came from his fist, causing Mo Xiaolou to snort, his feet quickly alternated, and he used a strange step to unload the huge force, Shi Zhixuan's eyes lit up, his body flashed, and he struck out several moves in an instant with the momentum of the wind call.

"The move is good, but it's too extreme, you need to know that the strongest point is also the weakest, this move is vulnerable to a master. The last two moves are good. ”

After a finger, Shi Zhixuan directly grasped the weakness of Mo Xiaolou's insufficient arm strength and began to attack hard. In just three breaths, Mo Xiaolou was already trembling violently, his arm was numb, let alone fighting back, such a high-frequency collision, his arm could be shattered.

Mo Xiaolou didn't know about other moves, such as tai chi, taekwondo, judo, etc., but from the beginning, he knew that using taolu moves in front of Shi Zhixuan was the most stupid behavior, so he chose a simple and refined military physical fighting technique.

And military physical fighting was originally his best skill, from the beginning of enlistment, to the time before crossing, every day of diligent practice, and finally pushed into a new, research the military combat skills and Tai Chi footwork combined combat methods.

Taijiquan method is dense and rigorous, long in guarding, pay attention to "the enemy has not moved, has not moved", is the late Ming Dynasty strange man Zhang Sanfeng created, the best at the soft to overcome the rigid, to the weak to defeat the strong.

Mo Xiaolou started with a punch, the original intention was to lure the other party to hit the hard, and then use Tai Chi footwork and the self-healing ability of the demon seed to resolve it. But he didn't want Shi Zhixuan to simply follow Mo Xiaolou's wishes, and in turn take advantage of the weakness of his lack of fist power to launch a fierce attack directly.

Mo Xiaolou blocked left and right, and although his extremely rich experience in hand-to-hand combat allowed him to see Shi Zhixuan's movements clearly, his body didn't have time to react to dodge, so he could only retreat and try his best to block the opponent's attack, but the continuous huge force made him extremely uncomfortable, like this, within a moment, Mo Xiaolou had to be exhausted.

And since the evil king said "between life and death" before, he will never show mercy to his subordinates because of his exhaustion.

Wan Wan, who was hiding in the corner in the distance and secretly watching the battle, had already frowned, and there was a worried look in her eyes, she still had a good impression of this stupid uncle, but she didn't want him to die so easily.

Moreover, the clothes he designed are really good-looking。。。。。。

Just when Wan Wan's thoughts drifted from her concern for Xiaolou to her clothes, the situation in the field changed again.

Mo Xiaolou began to fight back.

As an ace agent, if you don't fight until the last moment, how can you give up easily?

Despite the obvious gap, despite the cracked tiger's mouth, blood is dripping. However, in his eyes, there is no half of curse or decadence from beginning to end!

He's waiting, waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a fleeting opportunity to fight back!

Although Shi Zhixuan said that he would not show mercy, after all, Mo Xiaolou had saved him before, if Mo Xiaolou was evenly matched with him, he would naturally not keep his hand, but now he was obviously in a state of being crushed, so subconsciously, Shi Zhixuan would definitely have reservations.

It's human instinct, just like when you hit a nail, if the nail is hard to hit all the time, the person will definitely get harder and harder. On the contrary, it will become more and more relaxed.

There must be a weakest point, but it is an extremely brief moment, and it is impossible for ordinary people to grasp it.

And Mo Xiaolou can.

Sure enough, there was a little bit of very faint unnaturalness between Shi Zhixuan's two moves, Mo Xiaolou's eyes flashed with fierce light, his fist changed suddenly, he ignored Shi Zhixuan's offensive moves, and greeted Shi Zhixuan's face with a punch again.

"Your skills are poor," Shi Zhixuan's eyes flashed with disappointment. If he didn't withdraw his attack at this time, Mo Xiaolou would inevitably be pointed out by him to break through the sea of qi, but he would also be punched in the face by Mo Xiaolou.

The arrogant evil king naturally would not make such a choice, so he postponed the attack, twisted his waist to avoid it, and flicked his fingers with his right hand again, this punch he had already broken, so he didn't take it to heart at all.

Even, he already understood Mo Xiaolou's fist power, and subconsciously withdrew a little strength. And the evil king's other hand pointed directly at Mo Xiaolou's throat.

However, Mo Xiaolou, who was in a punching posture, suddenly slipped his footsteps, and turned his right hand against Shi Zhixuan in a very peculiar posture, and actually slipped to Shi Zhixuan's back and pointed at his tail vertebrae!

"Something interesting. Shi Zhixuan's eyes lit up, and he finally showed the true power of the evil king.

He didn't look back, but shrugged his shoulders, leaned forward directly, and dodged Mo Xiaolou's fingers in a mysterious posture, and at the same time reversed his body and faced Mo Xiaolou head-on again.

And Mo Xiaolou, the third time he punched!

This time, the evil king no longer despised it, and also punched out, wanting to have another wave of hard hits.

At the moment when the two fists were about to intersect, Mo Xiaolou changed his fist to a finger and a thumb!

Break the face with a point!

"Click"

This was the sound of Mo Xiaolou's fingers breaking.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Shi Zhixuan applauded instead, and the look of approval in his eyes could no longer be hidden.

"Now I finally believe what you boasted about before. In this battle alone, your strategy and calculation are truly extraordinary. ”

"Thank you for the mercy of Shizun's subordinates, otherwise Xiao Lou would not only have broken his finger and had a small injury. Mo Xiaolou covered his injured right hand, grateful.

Shi Zhixuan let out a long laugh and said, "You don't have to be arrogant, look, didn't you hurt me too? Strictly speaking, you won." ”

Seeing the slight redness and swelling on the back of Shi Zhixuan's hand, Mo Xiaolou smiled.

"Hahaha, apprentice, your three punches, the first punch shows the enemy weak, the second punch is mysterious, and the third punch is a dagger. It can be said that he has mastered the art of war. Especially the last one, what is the technique?"

Mo Xiaolou's expression was straight, and he admired Shi Zhixuan even more, just listening to him directly ask what kind of skill it was, he knew that he had seen through the last time that he used a simple force technique, rather than using internal breath.

Smiling slightly, Mo Xiaolou gently spit out two words: "Inch strength." ”

"Inch strength. The name is also incisive. Xiaolou, after this battle, have you found a way to break the barrier?"

"No, no, no, no, the futile child feels that the barrier does not have to be broken. ”

"Oh?"

"Don't you think, Master, that precision is my greatest strength, and why should I give up what I am best at in order to learn the tricks of others?"

"Hahahaha, it is worthy of being the apprentice taught by my Shi Zhixuan. Yes, people do tricks, not tricks. Practice martial arts, use your own advantages, and create exercises that suit you. The legacy of the predecessors is for reference only. ”

"Disciple, there is a dark pavilion under the bed in your room, which contains a copy of the secret books of the six exercises of the two sects of the Holy Gate collected for the teacher. ”

Shi Zhixuan smiled and left, seemingly extremely pleased.

When he walked away, Xiao Wanwan jumped to Mo Xiaolou's side in three or two steps, and said puzzledly:

"Hey, big idiot, how the hell did you win?"