In an instant, my momentum overwhelmed the Yuan Limit.

I don't play conservatively.

I'm the one who is a little weaker, and I'm the one who is inexperienced. I'm not going to dwell on him, I'm going to do my best to get him down as quickly as I can—no matter what the cost, I want to face the last Rudd as soon as possible.

The snake's weakness lies in the seven inches, and the joints and wrists of the Yuan Limit are my main targets.

The Dragon Descending Palm is both strong and soft, and he can't judge how my qi will change until the moment of physical contact.

No matter how I use grabbing, stabbing, blocking, or colliding, my strength is by no means something that outsiders can guess - after learning Xiao Wuxianggong, my mastery of martial arts seems to be faster and more consolidated. Even if I have only been learning to descend the dragon palm for three or four months, the actual combat has been immersed in it for many years.

"Hiss-hiss-hiss-"

Yuan Quan's main hand tightly guarded the vital point, and the deputy hand swung tentatively - the main hand was the head of the snake, and the deputy hand was the tail of the snake. Unlike Yan Zhili's straight punches, he chose to use oddly rhythmic footwork to avoid a head-on encounter with my fist.

Every time my fist hit Yuan's body, his limbs twisted strangely, slipping away from my bound punch, and then the off-hand struck me like a snake of the grass, forcing me to pull a certain distance.

I was surprised by Wang Qinian and Aung San Baoyan's quick moves beyond the speed of sound, and I was confident that I could now keep up with their subsonic punches, but I didn't expect that I couldn't adapt to the rhythm of the Yuan Limit.

Compared to the frequency with which I threw a dozen punches between breaths, his punches could only be said to be slow—but so slow that it was restless.

I guess the sudden twisting of the Yuan Limit's body and the slippery and uncertain change of direction of the serpentine trick are all changes of direction by the Tsukiki Warrior to train the bones to the extreme. According to my attack, he constantly stretches his skeletal muscles and fine-tunes the local structure of the texture. So his body, arms, and legs could writhe like a snake in an instant.

It's a murderous fist.

My Dragon Descending Palm only focuses on the transformation of the rigidity and softness of qi, and the adjustment of the body structure is what I have just understood, and he has become accustomed to using it in martial arts.

"Shhhh

My shoulder suddenly burned.

A small hole was built, and flesh was blurred.

Yuan Quan's two fingers took down a piece of minced meat from my right shoulder, and kneaded it into minced meat without changing his face.

- Even though his fists are crooked, I should have let him surprise him?

My heart was a little messy, and my ribs burned again.

Another piece of meat was snatched away by his snake-like fingers.

My momentum began to wane, and my fists instinctively leaned into my face, shrinking my range of attacks.

This injury is nothing, with the best golden gun medicine can quickly build muscles on the bone - but if he takes my eyeball out or something, I don't have any elixir in the ring to regenerate an eyeball.

- Hey, shrink up and fight with him, I'm not in his arms!

My thoughts fought.

The more cramped and restless the prey, the more terrifying the ice-calm snake becomes.

Three more bitten wounds on the torso.

This is the consequence of my passive beatings.

Now I can definitely keep up with the speed of the Yuan Limit, his wrists and limbs are under my close monitoring, and his fingers can't reach my body anyway, why is my body really hurt?

That spitting finger wasn't my hallucination. There were indeed physical fingers poking at my body.

-- It's an inch!

The yuan limit is attached to the fingers!.

The poison letter I perceive is only a fleeting inch.

Splitting the air palm, qi sword finger, and fighting cattle across the mountain are "small magical powers" that the martial artists of the upper layer of the foundation can play. But the powerlessness of the follow-up after leaving the body and the diminishing power in long-distance transmission make these martial arts extremely weak against people in the same realm—such as Wang Qitai's fart-like slap against Aung San Baoyan.

This is the opposite of the thunder bead I made with the thunder spell: the thunder bead is formed by the cultivator using a spell to forcibly restrain the natal energy in his own golden spirit root, and can be separated from the physical body to form itself (so at least in this respect, martial arts are not as good as spells).

However, a warrior can pose a real threat to people in the same realm with his strength.

The angry cat erects its pores into needles, and its qi is only a very short distance away from its body, and it can still control a little bit of qi outside the tip of its pores just like the real thing. Tsukiki warriors can also delicately grasp the qi that leaves their bodies one to three inches, just like holding invisible scissors.

There was a distance of inches from the Yuan Limit fingers to my body, and the strength of his two fingers was like a physical scissors, digging out my flesh raw.

Blood poured out from five wounds, and my clothes were exaggeratedly stained red.

I had an idiot-like look on my face.

- I've seen through all your moves, so let's die.

"Senior brother, you'd better hurry up, I still have to clean up the venue. After dawn, we will be busy with tomorrow's meeting with the natives. It's not nice to make a mess here. ”

Murong Zhi said suddenly.

This clear sound prompted Yuan Yuan to make a fatal but wrong blow.

"Shhh ”

His main hand and deputy switched guards, and the main hand that was ready to attack stabbed at the flaw in my heart that I had deliberately released.

Originally, he was still hesitating, but Murong Zhi's incurrence made him lose patience.

It's like a silver sword scratching a faint mark on porcelain.

The thirteen layers of "softness" attached to my heart offset the power of the inch-the end of the strong crossbow, which cannot be pierced.

"Click".

Yuan Yuan was still immersed in a real sense of concentration, and the main wrist joint was broken and shattered by my "just" grasp.

One of his hands hung limply.

Instead of fainting from heart paralysis, I was so excited that I calculated the position of his wrist with precision and made a surprise attack.

"It's over, you've won. Well, remember how to use your strength in the future. ”

Yuan Quan said lightly.

For the battle between the foundations of the same level, the flesh and skin injuries are not very important, but without the combat power of one arm, there is no need to fight.

Murong Zhi handed over the best golden gun medicine to me and Yuan Limit to heal his wounds, and asked me if I was sick in my heart.

"It doesn't matter. ”

In fact, it still takes a day or two to heal.

Lu Kewu clapped his hands,

"Alright, boy, let's hurry up and start the last one. What the junior sister said just now is very right, tomorrow afternoon is the time to make an alliance with the natives, and you can't go to the peace talks without breaking your legs and missing hands. Then I'm going to start attacking quickly, so don't look down on people, and free up all the qi you've hidden. I can handle it. ”

Yuan Zhi and Yan Zhili's faces were all different.

"Just now he released part of his qi, and there is still a lot of qi left behind. ”

I was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that it must be Lu Kewu who took the opportunity to sense the hidden qi in my body when he was massaging my muscles just now. So, I released two-thirds of my breath.

――Lu Kewu is not Jin Dan, but he feels that I have a lot of hidden qi, and I don't know how much. I'm still going to keep some bottom.

Two-thirds of my vitality flowed to my slightly injured heart.

"It turns out that there are two of us......"

I heard the muttering of the words.

Lu Kewu's smile was contained,

"You have to remember: Qi is not the only thing. Those Confucian scholars who cultivated Haoran Qi did not have a strong Qi. The difference between us and our foundation-building warriors is the presence or absence of martial will. Qi can only be fully used as a weapon for killing people in the hands of true warriors. ”

"I understand. ”

Because of the different thoughts, everyone has their own expertise in the use of qi.

They pursue martial arts, and they have their own perseverance and perseverance in their martial arts.

Actually, I haven't found my way yet, and I have many, many thoughts.

"It's almost dawn, so save time. Let you directly appreciate the martial arts fist intent! I can teach you what martial arts are on behalf of my master!"

Instead of tearing my limbs apart with my expected Tiger Claw Fist, Lu Kewu threw punches directly with me.

Our fists "boomed" into each other.

My anger is stronger than his.

But his fists are as powerful as mine.

This is the fist of the washed lead, and the punch is wrapped in pure naked killing.

I recognized it as the tiger tail in the palm of the dragon, which almost gave me the illusion that Wang Qinian was possessed.

Although my fist has twice the vitality of Lu Kewu, I can resist his fist.

It's stupid to play any tricks in front of the tiger's tail.

The fist wind was rolling and whistling, and the onlookers avoided it from afar.

Lu Kewu will not retreat a step, and I will not retreat.

The steel plates we were standing on were gradually sinking into deep footprints.

Blood spilled down my throat from my abdomen. I knew I couldn't exhale, and when I exhaled, I couldn't pull myself together.

- The irony is that this is the most hasty battle of my life. My qi obviously has an advantage, but I am the one who is at a disadvantage in both mental and physical aspects, and I can't use any resourcefulness, so I can only fight stupidly.

The stars are rising, and the seabirds are singing.

It dawned on me

It turns out that martial arts is the path that the more stupid the person is, the stronger he is.

The Fist of God's Blessing can only be obtained by religiously entrusting one's life to something for many years.

It's not my path.

Spells and martial arts are both means to me, and I don't have the idea of devoting my life to delving into these things. I love freedom and fun, so why should these things bind me?

I no longer hid, I let out all my anger,

My qi is three times that of Lu Kewu.

"Boom" Lu Kewu was punched by me and flew out, and blood spilled wildly.

"No matter how great the will support, at most you can only exert three times your strength. ”

Here's the answer I came up with.

"One hundred and thirty-one punches, Xiao Kong wins. Murong Zhi announced.

Yan Zhili and Yuan Yuan helped Lu Kewu up.

I ran over and stuffed a yellow bud pill into the palm of his hand.

"Thank you for teaching me so hard, this fight will definitely cost you a lot of life. I will never forget this fight for the rest of my life, and my memory of martial arts and boxing has been deeply rooted in my bones. But honestly, it's not my favorite path. ”

Sure enough, the three of them smiled bitterly at my words and shook their heads.

"I'll heal your wounds, and I'll be in alliance with the natives tomorrow afternoon—you've made this cargo ship look like this, and it's a real trouble to renovate it. ”

Wang Qitai walked into our sight leisurely.

"Boss. Yuan Yuan helped Lu Kewu to stand up and apologized respectfully.

"Elder Xiao Wang, we will be able to recover in another day. "Words and courtesy.

Wang Qitai nodded, staring at me and Murong Zhi,

"Today I just heard Brother Xueren talk about the quarrel between you and Yan Zhili, and I had a premonition that you had a fight, and I just arrived in time. I didn't expect you to build the middle level of the foundation, and your qi is already three times that of the generals. ”

"Huh. ”

I smirked at my ass.

"Tomorrow Huimeng, you and Xiao Zhi need to wear dresses. Come with me to the flagship and try it, and I have something to tell you. ”