Chapter 70 Hard-hitting, needle-to-wheat
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He just made it up casually, how dare he say anything more to the ghost boy, say too many mistakes, and if he continues to talk about it, he must show his stuff.
Chu Hao's body moved, bent over and held his chest, stepped on the gossip, walked to the side, and pointed like a knife, poking at the ghost boy's waist and eyes!
Since the ghost boy will shake his shoulders three times, and the secret technique of Hongquan like Liuliujia, it is better not to fight with him.
The ghost boy frowned slightly, very displeased, obviously Chu Hao did not tell the truth, his footsteps turned around, and he came face to face with Chu Hao, his five fingers were bent, and he grabbed Chu Hao's hand knife with eagle claws.
At the same time, the right foot bullied forward, the left hand punched, from the bottom to the top, the whole person is like an old bear, rambling, extremely arrogant, this is the brute bear backer of Hongquan!
This move bear eagle combination attack is also a killing move of Hong Fist, if Chu Hao is caught by the ghost boy's eagle claws, and then hit by this brute bear's backing, not only will the sternum be shattered, but the jaw will even be pierced!
The ghost boy's move is not easy to catch, Chu Hao smeared oil on the soles of his feet, turned his body, still stepped on the gossip, walked sideways, and hit the ghost boy's waist and ribs!
But the ghost boy was faster, his hand was in the shape of a tiger, his waist was twisted, and his right foot was shocked.
"Hah!"
The ghost boy shouted, the muscles of the whole body trembled, it was really like a fierce tiger roaring, shocking in all directions, at the same time, he hit a tiger-shaped splitting palm, and the move sank vigorously, like a thousand jun guillotines falling straight down, unstoppable!
Chu Hao was frightened, the ghost boy had already won the three flavors of the tiger shape of the Hong Fist, and the tiger-shaped style of play was to exhale, urge the force, and shake the feet to cheer, in order to raise his momentum!
Chu Haozhen left foot, vitality rising, body turned right, raised right knee hook right foot, left palm placed in front of the forehead, and also split down with one palm!
This palm is called the Arhat Fu Tiger Palm, which is the tiger-shaped palm that restrains the ghost boy.
The two palms struck each other, making a crisp snapping sound, as if a leather whip was whipping the void.
Chu Hao only now understands that if he steps on the gossip, even if he slips away, he will not turn around faster than the ghost boy, who is only 1.5 meters old.
Therefore, he should make use of his strengths and avoid his weaknesses, and fight hard with hard, no matter how much the ghost boy shakes his shoulders, it is just a three-board axe, and he can't defeat himself, and the anger on his body will be discharged.
Immediately afterwards, Chu Hao lifted his left knee, landed his left foot, squatted all over his body, and his right fist went down from his head, smashing directly into the ghost boy's face like a meteor hammer.
Seeing this, the ghost boy shouted again, his shoulders shook, and a punch went from the bottom to the top, and a skyrocketing cannon collided with Chu Hao's fist.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, and the bodies of the two shook at the same time, and they involuntarily took two steps back.
Coincidentally, the two of them toed to the ground, stopped the retreat, and then kicked the ground step by step like a spring, and their bodies rushed out.
Everyone also saw the turbulent waves in their hearts, but they didn't expect that such a small man as a ghost boy would be such a straightforward and fierce fight, and the tiger-shaped splitting palm was even more tiger-shaped and true.
And for Chu Hao, they were even more shocked, in their expectations, a person like Chu Hao, who had no kung fu on his body, the ghost boy could send him away with one punch at most, but now he was fighting with the ghost boy with great success, and he did not fall behind at all.
It seems that they really looked away, but to be able to fight like this with the most basic Arhat eighteen hands, Chu Hao is indeed amazing.
They knew that although Chu Hao had not practiced martial arts for a long time, and the vitality in his body was even thinner, his fighting style was through punch and kick with Li Lingsu, the great grandmaster, and every punch and kick could bring out his greatest potential.
Otherwise, he really can't even take a punch from the ghost boy.
"Bang!"
Chu Hao took it with a punch, and suddenly felt like a sledgehammer slammed into his hand, and he was in pain.
The ghost boy was also frightened, he already felt that the vitality in his body was boiling and full, and he was about to lose his vitality, but Chu Hao hadn't been beaten yet!
At that moment, the heart was ruthless, the ghost boy shook his shoulders again, his five fingers were slightly bent, turning into a dragon's palm, and a palm stretched out, like a cloud dragon probing and grasping, pressing mountains and rivers, shaking mountains and mountains.
If this palm can't take Chu Hao, then he will be unlucky.
The ghost boy's palm was overwhelming, and it was magnificent, Chu Hao was shocked in his heart, his center of gravity sank, and his arms crossed the door to protect the door.
"Bang!"
Chu Hao directly struck with a huge force that penetrated the bones, his body moved, and his footsteps retreated one after another to relieve his strength, this can be regarded as receiving the ghost boy's heavy hand!
Sanhuang's shoulders are worthy of the secret technique of Hongmen, this palm must have at least one hundred and fifty or sixty kilograms of strength, I really don't know where such a small body of the ghost boy came from with such a great strength!
Chu Hao felt bitter in his heart, the ghost boy's move was heavier than the other, and he didn't know how many more moves he could take.
"Whew!"
Suddenly, Chu Hao heard a thick pant sound coming from the ghost boy's mouth, and he was overjoyed at the moment, and the ghost boy was angry!
The figure rose, turned into a gust of wind, jumped directly in front of the ghost boy, and the two fists came out together, like a double-peaked cloud, and hit straight towards the ghost boy's face!
The ghost boy was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect Chu Hao's reaction to be so fast, he took a strong breath at the moment, his hands were pointed together at the same time, and the two tiger-shaped palms slashed at Chu Hao's arm!
Seeing this, Chu Hao took a deep breath, the vitality in his body boiled, like a big river rushing and roaring, his two arms instantly swelled up, Chu Hao exerted his strength slightly, and directly swept the ghost boy's tiger-shaped splitting palm.
Chu Hao's two arms were unstoppably inserted into the back of the ghost boy's head from the ear of the ghost boy, and his hands were closed, locking the back of the ghost boy's head like a giant gate, and then pulled it into his arms.
The ghost boy suddenly felt his heart pounding, and he hurriedly struggled, but he was just exhausted, sweating profusely, and weak, how could he break free from Chu Hao's hands.
"Bang!
Chu Hao washed his face with a white tiger, rubbed his arms back and forth, and slammed his forearm on the ghost boy's temple, knocking him unconscious.
Everyone looked at this scene in disbelief, just now it was the ghost boy who pressed Chu Hao to fight again, and in the blink of an eye, the ghost boy was knocked out by Chu Hao, which was also incredible.
Putting the ghost boy flat on the ground, Chu Hao pinched his people hard.
In the next moment, the ghost boy woke up slowly, looked around with a somewhat confused look, and when his gaze swept to Chu Hao's face, his face suddenly darkened, "I am not as good as others in my skills, I lost, I will come to ask for advice next time." ”
After speaking, he walked into the crowd without looking back, and it seemed that he was defeated in the hands of Chu Hao, which hit him very hard.
But when I think about it, I thought it was a safe deal, but I didn't expect the boiled duck to fly, not to mention, and even lost the book.