"Qimen Dunjia?" Chen Pojun looked surprised and looked at Shen Du with a calm face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Shen Du nodded: "Not bad." Since Fang Hu's martial arts have not yet been completed, even if they are a little higher than you, they will never be too much. If you have Qimen Dunjia to help, even if you are a master of Dacheng, you can also fight, so you don't have to be afraid of him. ”

Qimen Dunjia is a Dacheng realm stunt recorded in the "Tai Chi Spectrum", which can attract meridian acupoints, stimulate the qi and blood of the whole body, and make people increase their strength in a short period of time.

Shen Du's current skill is close to the innate realm, and dealing with Fang Hu is of course a piece of cake. But in this way, it is not conducive to Chen Pojun's prestige in the gang. After thinking about it again, he decided to use Qimen Dunjia to help Chen Pojun.

This stunt uses people's meridian acupuncture points as a medium, but it requires some preparation in advance to be performed on others, if it is useless in the moment of life and death, but in this case, it is very suitable.

Shen Du took out a small bottle from his arms, took the cap of the bottle and buckled it on his hand, and poured a red pill the size of a little thumb.

He handed the pill to Chen Pojun and said, "This is the Blood Qi Pill, which has the effect of storing qi and replenishing blood. Qimen Dunjia consumes a lot of qi and blood, and if it is not replenished in time, it is somewhat detrimental to the foundation. ”

When Shen Du comprehended Qimen Dunjia, he immediately tried it, but after performing it, he was dizzy and his limbs were weak, as if his qi and blood were damaged.

Remembering that the Blood Qi Pill given to him by Sun Chi had the effect of storing qi and blood, he hurriedly took one pill, and he quickly recovered.

Chen Pojun took the Blood Qi Pill, looked at it for a while, and then asked, "Legend has it that Qimen Dunjia has the power of gods and ghosts, when did you learn this kind of thaumaturgy?"

Shen Du was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "This Qimen Dunjia is not a secret technique of gods and ghosts in secular rumors, it is just a secret technique of martial arts in the rivers and lakes, and the name is the same. ”

After a pause, he seemed to think of something again: "But if you talk about it in detail, this secret technique is indeed a little similar to the legendary Qimen Dunjia in the world. ”

Chen Pojun nodded and said, "I have also heard of such a secret technique to stimulate potential. I just don't know if there will be any hidden dangers left. ”

"If you don't use it often, and you have the blood and qi pill to complement it, you can't hurt the foundation. Shen Du said slowly, "This is the most convenient way, otherwise if you want to fight Fang Hu, you will inevitably provoke a dispute between the whole gang, whether you succeed or not, the strength of the Hong Gang will be greatly damaged." How to choose, you decide. ”

When Chen Pojun heard this, his eyes flashed slightly, and then his face gradually showed a determined look.

"Good. ”

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"Okay!" Fang Hu slapped the table and said loudly, "How can my tiger be a brave person, since this is the case, this will be separated from you." ”

Not to be outdone, Zhao Jiupeng got up, glared at one-eyed and shouted: "See the real chapter on the martial arts field!"

After that, he didn't care, turned around and left, pushed the door and walked out.

Several people present looked at each other and were speechless for a while.

"Hall Master Fang, this ......" Li Cunyu glanced at the wide open door, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was speechless.

Fang Hu's expression was indifferent, he only waved his hand, got up slowly, and said, "He wants to compete, so what if he has done one?"

He glanced at the rest of the people, and then said, "Since Hall Master Zhao wants to learn martial arts with me, there are few people to judge, and I will invite a few brothers to testify together." ”

Several people glanced at each other, then got up separately and arched their hands: "Don't worry, Hall Master, we will judge fairly." ”

Fang Hu nodded, said no more, and strode out of the Juyi Hall.

Several hall masters came out of the Juyi Hall one after another, and they all went to the martial arts arena.

The martial arts arena is hundreds of zhang in circumference, it is also quite spacious, the ground is flat, the solid stone bricks are neatly built, tightly seamless, it seems that even a knife can not be inserted, someone comes to clean it every day, it is also clean and bright, without losing the style of the Hong Gang.

Around the venue, there are some practice equipment such as stone locks and wooden stakes, which are of various styles and sizes.

There are also several weapon racks, and there are many kinds of weapons of the eighteen kinds, but the blades on them are all wooden or blunt weapons that have not yet been opened.

Originally, some of the gangsters on the field were practicing and fighting, but they were all called out to make room for Fang Hu and Zhao Jiupeng to compete.

When Zhao Jiupeng saw Fang Hu arrive, he immediately went to the weapon rack and took a blunt gun, waved it in his hand, and felt that he had a good hand, so he carried it to the venue.

"Hall Master, take the blade. He shook his spear and said coldly.

"Good. Fang Hu didn't talk nonsense, he immediately took a blunt knife, and without trying the weight, he stood opposite Zhao Jiupeng.

The remaining three hall masters stood aside and watched the battle.

The middle-aged man with a slightly chubby square face hesitated for a moment, and then said loudly: "My own brothers are fighting, so far, the two hall masters don't want to hurt the harmony." ”

Although the Hong Gang fights within the gang, they use light and blunt weapons, but if they are really red-eyed, they can still hurt people. Mo said that the two hall masters with profound skills are ordinary gangs, and they are also injured from time to time in competitions.

The two people on the field, holding their respective blades in their hands, looked at each other solemnly, but they didn't hear it.

"Come on. Fang Hu flicked his long knife and said loudly.

Zhao Jiupeng was not polite to him, waved the spear in his hand, stepped out of the next step, bullied forward, stabbed the spear, and rushed straight to the door, very sharp.

Although this formula is fast, it is also a decent number of roads.

Before the tip of the gun arrived, Fang Hu was only slightly sideways, raising the knife rung.

There was a crisp sound of "ding", and the spear went straight to the blade.

Fang Hu's expression remained unchanged, his wrist flipped over, and the big knife shook, and the spear suddenly shook open by three points.

He lunged forward with his sword, and when he came in front of him, it was a fierce slash.

Zhao Jiupeng's body shape is also strong, but it can't be compared with Fang Hu, he is not resisting head-on at the moment, and with the blow of the big knife, he turned around and turned the gun around.

Staggered three points, and Fang Hu's knife fell short.

Zhao Jiupeng threw his gun as a stick and hit him by the side, as fast as lightning.

Fang Hu was undecided, and he was about to be beaten, and the onlookers were a little straight-eyed.

It's just that he was not in a hurry, not half moved, but showed a faint look of mockery.

He snorted softly, and swung his knife into the air at the spear that was thrown at him.

This blow was inexplicable, and everyone was at a loss.

However, in the next moment, the big knife in Fang Hu's hand suddenly roared, and the blunt blade shook, and suddenly a sword qi shot out.

The sword aura was faint and invisible, but it was very fast, and in just an instant, it hit the barrel of the gun.

There was only an imperceptible muffled sound, and the spear suddenly broke in two and flew apart.

Zhao Jiupeng's expression changed abruptly, he bent his arm and withdrew half of the spear, and his face was extremely ugly.

"Internal strength and external strength!" Several hall masters who were watching suddenly exclaimed, and glanced at each other, unable to hide their shock.

Fang Hu snorted coldly, stood still and withdrew the long knife, and looked at Zhao Jiupeng with a proud expression.

Zhao Jiupeng looked at the broken spear that had been neatly cut, and only after a while did he look up at Fang Hu, his face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Dacheng Realm ......"