Chapter 151: Ghost-faced Monkey
Granny Tan swept over everyone and said in a deep voice, "Wang boy, let's go!" After speaking, Granny Tan shook the reins and walked forward around Boss Wu and the others. Wang Li, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, was slightly stunned, and hurriedly led everyone to follow.
"Brother Zhang, what's going on?" Boss Wu asked in confusion.
Zhang Zifan looked at the road and sneered: "Boss Wu, keep up with them." ”
Although Boss Wu didn't understand, he had always obeyed Zhang Zifan's words, and immediately ordered everyone to follow from afar. Granny Tan led the group out of three or four miles before stopping, hiding in the depths of a dense forest, and didn't know what to do. Boss Wu did the same, and also led everyone to lie in the jungle not far away, waiting quietly. After a while, I saw a team of people walking over. The leader of the team is calm, and at a glance, he knows that he is a master of foreign gang. In addition, there is another Waigang master at the back of the team. Seeing these two people, everyone's hearts tightened, and they were even more impressed by Granny Tan.
With this team, Granny Tan also completely abandoned Boss Wu and others, and followed behind with Wang Li and others. Boss Wu listened to Zhang Zifan's advice and also led everyone to hang behind Granny Tan. In this way, everyone walked unusually smoothly for three days. In the evening of that day, seeing that they were about to reach their destination, the group still encountered big trouble. At this time, blocking everyone's way was a group of ghost-faced monkeys, and a young monkey not far away was disemboweled, which was miserable!
The ghost-faced monkey is about half a man tall, and its facial skin is shiny and shiny, as if it were wearing a ghost mask, hence its name. This monkey's spit and claws contain highly poisonous, and it is a well-known fourth-grade poison on the "Poison Codex", which is even worse than the red wolf. In addition, his body is flexible and he comes and goes like the wind, and he is the overlord of this mountain forest within a radius of dozens of miles! I don't know who actually provoked such a ferocious thing. There were about thirty of these ghost-faced monkeys, and the male monkey at the front was significantly larger than the others, with gray-black monkey hair shining with a hint of brilliance, and a pair of monkey eyes that were blood-red like note, roaring in a low voice, obviously on the verge of going berserk.
Everyone gasped, this monkey king actually had the strength of the outside! Boss Wu had no heart to resist, and led everyone to retreat slowly. It's just that the monkey king will let everyone go, and with a roar, he swooped in. Boss Wu blocked with a horizontal knife, only to hear a muffled sound of "bang", and was knocked over by the Monkey King. When he stood up, the Monkey King had already pounced on Zhang Zifan. Zhao Xinming's mind changed rapidly, if he wanted to say that Zhang Zifan had been deliberately befriending himself since he realized it, although he didn't appreciate it, he couldn't watch him die here. Thinking of this, Zhao Xinming immediately urged the "Sunset Sutra" and fought with the Monkey King.
As soon as they fought, Zhao Xinming felt a violent force like ocean waves, wave after wave, rolling in one after another. Zhao Xinming stepped on the "cloud step", holding his hands in front of his chest, like a small spinning top, drifting with the waves in the waves. It's a pity that the strength of the Monkey King is even higher than Zhao Xinming imagined, especially the combat experience, which makes Zhao Xinming even more breathtaking. This battle is more dangerous than Heishui Pass.
What a monkey king! The body is as light as a swallow, the strength is infinite, and the appearance is crazy, but in fact, there is a basis for advancing and retreating, and in the blink of an eye, Zhao Xinming was beaten and retreated, and the fist gloves in his hands "sneered". One person and one monkey fought more than 100 times, Zhao Xinming was able to stand firm, "Li Jiaquan" did his best, did not seek merit but no fault, let the monkey king wind and rain, I stood still! Except for Zhao Xinming, the seven big men had already been beaten by the ghost-faced monkey, and even the shadow was gone at this time, leaving only Boss Wu alone to one to five, tightly protecting Zhang Zifan, and barely supporting there.
Zhao Xinming glanced at it, and immediately got rid of the luck mentality, and dealt with the Monkey King wholeheartedly. To say that this monkey king, the biggest difference with other fierce beasts is that it looks like a human rather than a human, looks very similar to a human, has all four limbs, can stand upright, and is three points like a human and seven points like a beast in the attack; Under the rise of one after the other, if it weren't for the fact that the ghost-faced monkey's natural strength was much stronger than others, Zhao Xinming would have been broken through the defense by the Monkey King and died on the spot!
After fighting for more than three hundred times, Zhao Xinming, driven by the Monkey King, gradually became simpler. Turning the curve into a straight, removing the turnips, and gradually abandoning some fancy moves in boxing and footwork, "Li Jiaquan", "Treading Cloud Steps", and "Lianshan Jue" also have a trace of integration. This fusion is very different from the past, plain and quiet, and there is a faint taste of returning to the basics and transcendent sanctification. As the fusion progressed, the Monkey King also felt a hint of threat, roaring and wanting to summon his kind. Boss Wu rose up and took out his knife again and again, desperately stopping the five ghost-faced monkeys.
The Monkey King failed to summon and immediately went crazy. Zhao Xinming's pressure increased sharply, and the speed of integration became faster and faster. One person and one monkey don't know how much they fought, Zhao Xinming's body moved slightly, a punch blasted out, the monkey king suddenly felt a trace of palpitations, as if the bland punch could destroy himself, and hurriedly took two steps back; Zhao Xinming followed like a shadow, and threw a punch again, the monkey king did not dare to resist, and took two steps back again; just like that, Zhao Xinming punched three times in a row, and the monkey king took six steps back. The monkey king is not easy to get along with, at this time, he was annoyed and angry, and circled around Zhao Xinming a few times, but he felt that Zhao Xinming's heart and qi were one, and his whole body was one, and there was no flaw at all!
The Monkey King couldn't help Zhao Xinming, and roared again and again, as if he was unwilling. Zhao Xinming was calm and relaxed, watching the Monkey King's every move. In this battle, Zhao Xinming gained a lot, and the problem of boxing and footwork compatibility that he had always been worried about was completely solved. At this moment, Zhao Xinming felt unprecedented self-confidence, and even had the confidence to single-handedly take on a master of Waigang! Of course, this can only be thought about, the master of Waigang is far above the master of internal strength in terms of strength and speed, not to mention the staying power of battle, opening up the bridge between heaven and earth, is not a casual talk. This time, Zhao Xinming was able to defeat the Monkey King, and he also took advantage of the fact that the ghost-faced monkey was naturally much weaker than humans.
One person and one monkey stalemate for more than half an hour, the monkey king still had the upper hand with reason, suppressed the anger in his heart, roared in the sky, and slowly left with the corpse of the cub. The five ghost-faced monkeys also retreated scarred. After a while, more than a dozen ghost-faced monkeys ran in the distance, grinning at the three of them and roaring a few times, and hurriedly retreated. It's just that the seven big men still haven't come back, and Boss Wu escaped death, looked up to the sky and laughed, and fell to the ground. Zhang Zifan's eyes flickered, but he showed a hint of ruthlessness. (To be continued.) )