The clouds in the sky dispersed, and the warm sunlight shone on the earth again. There are several cranes arranging the clouds, and the clear light is thousands of miles away. As far as the eye can see, the sky is high and vast, which can't help but brighten people's minds.
Wu Gen was leaning on a rock, his legs spread out without any trace of grace, and there was a hint of blood at the corner of his mouth, looking at the beautiful scenery in the distance unscrupulously.
Lu Ke sat ten steps away, looking into the vast wilderness, "How about my punch, Wu Gen."
"Hahaha." Wu Gen laughed arrogantly, "No matter how firm the fist is, how can it resist my collapse fist.
My punch is meant to be strong and fierce. The person who punches should be careful and have nothing to fear. As soon as a punch comes out, I feel invincible in my heart. Wherever the punch hits, I will move forward indomitably even if the mountains are high. Lao Lu, it’s not a good idea to give you a name. It has to match my boxing skills. "
Lu Ke also laughed, "It's shameless to say that, then why don't you stand up and fight again, instead of cowering there like a chicken."
"Hmph, if you're not convinced, come here and beat me. Come on, come on." Wu Gen stretched out his face, looking like he needed a beating.
The two provoked each other, neither giving in to each other verbally, but they both sat slumped on the ground and talked. Suddenly, both of them burst out laughing.
"If we meet again, how about we fight again."
"That's natural. Fighting like this is like drinking fine wine, it's intoxicating."
"Okay, it's settled."
"It's a deal."
The two cherished each other, as if they hadn't seen old friends in years. It's just that all the wise people are saying goodbye. I don't know when we will meet again.
This is how it is between men. There is no sincerity between men and women, but there is real intention behind fists and kicks.
True friends begin with aspirations, respect for character, and last for years. They don’t need to hang out every day, and don’t need to be fettered by worldly interests. They are far away but also close at hand.
Regardless of these two people, it is a bit difficult to deal with on the stage. There must be an explanation for who wins between these two people.
Zhao Ling and Zhao Yan looked at each other with murderous intent in their eyes.
"Sister, just now the wind was strong, but I didn't see clearly who took advantage. How about letting the two of them continue fighting?" Zhao Yan said with a smile.
After all, Lu Ke was a few years older than Wu Gen. If he continued fighting, he would not really be able to win. Then he would give Zhao Ling, this coquettish fox, a hard time on his face.
"Sister, I'm pretty sure. Let's just fight. But if there's no lottery, I'm afraid it won't be interesting. I'm willing to give you a shark bead to bet on Wu Gensheng." As he said this, he took out a bead the size of a dove egg from his sleeve. . As soon as this bead came out, it still shone brightly in the sunlight, so it was obviously not an extraordinary thing. ..
Zhang Qing and Zhao Qian, who were standing next to him, also became interested when they heard this, and started to encourage him one after another.
Zhao Yan had no choice but to take off the jade hairpin on her head, "This thing is a magic weapon. When activated by spiritual energy, it is extremely lethal. Oh, I forgot, my sister can't practice qi. Forget it, I'll change it. It’s the same.”
Zhao Ling smiled slightly, "It doesn't matter. Even if it can't be activated, I can use it to ask my servants to scrape the soles of my shoes."
The two looked at each other with smiles, sparks flying, both unwilling to show weakness. When Zhao Qian and Zhang Qing saw this, they hurriedly retreated and interfered again. There was no doubt that these two women would vent their anger on themselves.
The four of them are competing here, but they don't want to think about whether Wu Gen and Lu Ke sitting on the platform can fight again. As for their life and death, how can they be more important than their own face.
After the command was passed on, Lu Ke frowned, anger appearing in his usually peaceful brows.
Wu Gen didn't care at all and shouted: "Both of us are seriously injured. Please move us closer, otherwise we can't fight to the death."
The attendant had no choice but to carry the two of them closer.
Lu Ke sighed, is it possible that one of them is really going to fall today?
Wu Gen smiled and stretched out his fist, lightly hammered his shoulder, "Don't worry, I will beat you to death with my invincible Overlord Fist."
Lu Ke was stunned for a moment, then understood, and lightly touched Wu Gen's forehead with his fist, "Little thief, watch my soul-searching and life-killing fist."
"Punch your chest with my little fist."
"Disgusting, take the move, monkey picking peaches."
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The two of you punched each other, and I punched each other, then they sat on the ground and formed the Dragon Gate Formation.
Seeing the two people fighting "You come and I go", the people around were dumbfounded and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Zhao Ling and Zhao Yan's faces were livid and their faces were covered with frost. What these two people did was no more than slapping them in the mouth in public.
Only Chu Ji found the two men's style of play very interesting. He squatted aside with his hands on his cheeks and turned his head around, watching the two play tricks.
"That's enough." Zhao Chang couldn't help it anymore and looked at his daughter and Zhao Yan. "This battle is considered a draw. Let them go down." If this delay continues, won't this group of virtuous people become successful? made a joke.
Wu Gen and Lu Ke were helped off the high platform and rested in a mountainside house. The entire mountain of Zhaoluan Peak was owned by Chang Zhao, so many houses were built in the middle of the mountain for people to rest.
The courtyard where Wu Gen was located was in a remote place, close to the cliff. He lived alone in a corner, but it was very quiet.
After the doctor sent by the palace left, Chu Ji carefully served Wu Gen the medicinal soup. In the battle with Lu Ke, even though the two of them were just fighting with each other as if nothing had happened, in fact they were both seriously injured.
Wu Gen was lying on the bed, constantly recalling the moment when he and Lu Ke boxed together. The mountain-like fist roared towards him, trying to crush him to pieces.
A martial artist has to fight with people, animals, and heaven in order to achieve a breakthrough between life and death.
It is a rare opportunity to meet an opponent in chess like this. At the critical moment, Wu Gen used what was written on the third page of the Yi Jing. The first time it was used in actual combat, all the energy and blood in the body was squeezed to the extreme. Finally, the five-layer slash appeared out of the sky, and the originally hazy fist intention gradually became apparent.
Only then did Wu Gen understand what he meant.
The road is long and difficult. Although there are many difficulties, I am determined to move forward unswervingly. I will dig into the dangerous mountains and roll up the wild waves to create a state of clarity and ease, and create a freedom and carefreeness.
The Society of Talents is still going on, but it has nothing to do with Wu Gen. I finally made up for the shortcomings in my boxing skills, and I just took advantage of the quiet place here to hone my boxing intention.
On the night of check-in, Wu Gen went to bed early because of his physical injury.
While he was sleeping soundly, Wu Gen had a strange dream. In the dream, I was on a road with dense woods on both sides, the wind was blowing, and the mist was thick. I don’t know how long I walked, but the surrounding scene remained unchanged.
While he was in a hurry, a woman carrying a burden appeared in front, holding a red lantern in her hand and swaying forward. The lanterns flickered on and off, making everything look even weirder.
Sensing something was wrong, Wu Gen wanted to stop, but for some reason, his feet refused to obey him and he continued to follow the lantern numbly.
At this time, Wu Gen didn't know that this woman was the source of the strange dream. Unless this monster is removed, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to escape from this.
With evil thoughts in his mind, Wu Gen strode forward and knocked the woman to the ground with one punch.
The woman fell silently, blood flowing out from under her body. The cloth covering the two burdens also fell aside, and inside were pieces of children's clothing. A small jacket with a small lapel and a tiger head hat.
Cackling, a burst of children's laughter came out, which sounded very harsh in this quiet place.
A child emerged from Wu Gen's body, wearing a tiger head hat with dark eyes, climbing up and down around Wu Gen's body. While he was surprised, Wu Gen discovered that the body of the woman who fell to the ground had disappeared. Not far ahead, there was another woman carrying a burden.
Suddenly, a sharp pain came. When I looked down, I saw that the child was biting his shoulder, chewing hard, laughing happily while chewing. Soon, the flesh and blood on Wu Gen's shoulders disappeared, revealing the dense white bones.
In shock, Wu Gen fought hard to hit the child on his body. But as soon as the punch came close, the child retracted into Wu Gen's body, and reappeared on his back in the blink of an eye, continuing to gnaw at the flesh and blood.
After several attempts, this strange thing is very flexible and cannot be removed at all. It was as if it was born from Wu Gen, appearing suddenly and disappearing quietly.
The woman in front was still walking leisurely. Wu Gen endured the pain and tried his best to catch up. He hugged her neck and twisted her. The woman fell to the ground without any resistance.
But soon, the woman underground disappeared and appeared in front again.
Another child appeared on Wu Gen's body. The two children chattered and laughed, growing on Wu Gen's body and feeding on his flesh.
Under the pain, Wu Gen tried to use the millstone technique, but the millstone that usually came when he was summoned did not respond.
Fighting the strange boy on his body, Wu Gen chased the woman with all his strength, knocking her to the ground again and again. In the end, nine strange children wearing tiger-headed hats appeared on their bodies. After a while, their bodies were covered in blood, and it was too miserable to look at.
His steps gradually became slower, and his body was almost unable to support himself. He wanted to run away, but his feet didn't obey the command. He had no other way but to move forward.
Finally, Wu Gen could no longer hold on and fell to the ground. It was only then that the woman stopped and turned towards Wu Gen.
Under the dim light, the woman's face without features appeared in front of Wu Gen. The children's clothes in the two loads were gone. Stretching out her long nails, the woman's hand grabbed Wu Gen's throat.
When the nine children saw this, they became even more excited, laughing and playing non-stop, with black blood dripping from the corners of their mouths from time to time.
At the same time, two people were standing outside the small courtyard, both wearing black robes, standing and sitting.
A slightly taller man said: "How about it, can you get rid of this person without anyone noticing? In order to make things smooth for you, I specially chose the most remote courtyard here. Huh, how dare you embarrass the prince and the princess? , I really don’t know how many heads I have grown.”
The person sitting on the ground held a silk painting in his hand. In the painting, there was a woman's back, carrying a load, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, after entering the Nine Sons Formation of the Ghost Mother, not many people can escape."
Evil thoughts arise, evil sons appear, and as long as you are not a figure like Magnolia, you will die if you enter this formation. These devils were transformed by their own evil thoughts and turned back to bite them. To put it bluntly, they killed themselves alive.
This person killed Junior Brother Luo. I don't need you to explain, I will deal with him on my own. However, the little girl in the courtyard cannot be killed. This child has a pure mind, and it is useless for the ghost mother to enter her dream. "
"That girl doesn't need to worry about him. As long as Wu Gen is killed, she will have to stick to the palace. Besides, she has some special abilities, and the prince values it quite a lot."
"Okay, it's almost done. I'll give you a little more help." The person sitting secretly felt lucky, and a mouthful of blood from the tip of his heart sprayed on the silk painting. Blood was sprinkled on the portrait of the woman, and the woman actually started to squirm, as if she was about to turn her body around.
The tall man lowered his head and glanced, and couldn't help but feel wary. The Luo Yuanbing masters and brothers were so evil in their methods, and they could get into trouble if they were not careful. If there is a chance, I would like to persuade the prince. The sharp edge is easy to use, but you have to guard against the injured person, but you have to find a countermeasure.
The person sitting on the ground was none other than Senior Brother Luo Yuanbing, whose name was Qiu Huan, who was killed by Wu Gen and Chu Ji together with Iron Corpse, the commander of the group of sages. As for the tall man, if Wu Gen were here at this time, he would recognize him as Gao Cheng, the chief steward of Jinchun Palace.
The two of them stood outside the small courtyard where Wu Gen lived. There was no one around except for the rustling of the bamboo forest, which seemed a bit eerie.
The woman in the painting finally turned her head, and her facial features slowly appeared on her originally bare face, which looked somewhat similar to Wu Gen.
