Inside the courtyard gate, six meters apart, the two great masters stood facing each other, and a tense atmosphere slowly rose.
"It's reached its limit..."
An Qisheng read on intently, but felt powerless in his heart.
Every second he stayed here seemed to be consuming his physical and mental energy. If he stayed any longer, he would probably faint outside.
Therefore, even if the two great masters were about to fight, he had to withdraw from this state.
As soon as he exited the perspective, An Qisheng felt strongly uncomfortable.
This feeling was like falling from heaven to hell. He was so weak and accompanied by waves of familiar stinging pains that brought him back to reality.
Compared with Wang Honglin's body, his body was incredibly weak.
"Baodan..."
An Qisheng's eyes were half closed, and the previous feelings emerged in his mind very clearly.
The power changes of the Baodan-level boxing master, the ultimate Baji boxing technique.
His body didn't get any better, but the gloom in his heart was swept away!
After a while, he felt someone coming outside the exhibition hall, so he put down the yellowed manuscript in his hand and strode out.
By this time, An Qisheng already knew that the reason why he could see Wang Honglin's past was not because of this manuscript, but because of the strong spiritual imprint left by Wang Honglin on the manuscript.
At this time, the spiritual imprint has been left on his body, and the manuscript has naturally lost that spirit.
Therefore, this manuscript is of no use to him.
"This student, for some reason today, the expo is suspended. Please go out first."
A young man wearing work clothes strode into the exhibition hall. When he saw An Qisheng, his expression changed and he said loudly.
"Suspension? What happened?"
An Qisheng paused and frowned secretly.
The opening time of the Daxuan Martial Arts Expo is announced to the outside world several months in advance. When the conference begins, martial arts enthusiasts from all over the world will come.
Unless a particularly serious accident occurs, it will never be suspended.
What made him frown was that An Jianzhong also joined the security. If something happened, he might be in danger.
"I can't comment on that. You'd better go out with me."
The staff member strode over and reached out to grab An Qisheng's shoulder.
His fingers were long and slender, with thick calluses on his knuckles. His grasp was fast and accurate. Before he finished speaking, he was already grabbing An Qisheng's shoulders.
"Eagle Claw Grappler?"
An Qisheng recognized the young man's technique and took a step forward calmly, just in time to avoid the young man's grasp. He shrank and raised his shoulders, knocking his wrist away:
"You haven't told me what happened, why should I go out?"
This young man was extremely fast, spanning more than ten meters in just a few steps, and he didn't seem to touch the booths on either side, which showed that he was very physically capable.
"Huh?"
The young man was a little surprised when he was not caught immediately. Although his eagle claw grasping hand was not superb, he was able to dodge and fight back. This young man obviously also had martial arts skills.
"A group of extremely vicious people have entered the martial arts gym. For your safety, you'd better come out with me quickly."
The young man took back his hand and said apologetically:
"Time is of the essence, I didn't mean to attack you."
"Wait for me to make a call."
An Qisheng thought for a while, then took out his cell phone and dialed An Jianzhong's cell phone:
"dad......"
"It's inconvenient to talk about some things. You go out first. The martial arts hall is a bit dangerous."
Before An Qisheng could speak, An Jianzhong's anxious voice rang on the other end of the phone:
"Don't worry about me, go home first."
"Be careful yourself."
An Qisheng said and hung up the phone.
"Is your father An Jianzhong?"
Before An Qisheng put down his phone, the young man suddenly spoke.
"You are not a staff member of the martial arts gym."
An Qisheng put the phone in his pocket and took a step back without leaving any trace:
"I know all the staff at the martial arts gym, and your accent is a local accent in Xingcheng, which means you are not a staff member from Magic City."
"You have good observation skills."
The young man tilted his head and seemed to relax after recognizing An Qisheng:
"It is said that more than a year ago, An Jianzhong's son contracted a terminal illness and dropped out of Xuanjing University, and then disappeared for a year. It seems that your illness has not been cured."
The young man looked at An Qisheng with a strange smile on his face.
An Jianzhong is 1.9 meters tall and as burly as a bear. Who would have thought that his son is now as skinny as a chicken cub.
No wonder he didn't recognize it.
"You're wrong. I just took a break from school, not dropped out."
An Qisheng lowered his arms and his whole body looked loose.
"I heard that you are not only talented in martial arts, but also very smart. You have made a lot of money from several investments and have a very rich net worth."
The young man waved his hand and raised a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Listen to my advice and go to Xuanjing now to buy a few houses and sell them in three to five years. I guarantee you will make more money than if you just fished for a side job, and it will be much safer."
An Qisheng's eyes were half closed, and the previous feelings came to his mind again.
"Buy a house? Only idiots buy a house these days!"
The young man sneered, took a step forward, stretched out his arm, and stretched out his fingers to grab An Qisheng:
"Besides, I am not short of money!"
This grasp is different from the previous casual claw.
I saw his five fingers contracting and popping out, and the knuckles rubbed together, making a snapping sound. The speed was extremely fast, the shadows of his claws were imaginary and real, and murderous intent was everywhere.
As he drew out his claws, his eyes became fierce and fierce, his rib muscles swelled outwards, and his clothes were stretched tightly, as if he was about to spread his wings.
At first glance, it looked like an eagle swooping down from a thousand meters in the air, so fierce that it was about to crush An Qisheng's shoulder!
"This man is a master of both bright and dark things!"
The moment the young man's eagle claws poked out, An Qisheng jumped back like a frightened cat, with goosebumps all over his body.
This young man's boxing skills are not as sophisticated as the old Taoist priest Li Qingyuan from Tianlian Mountain, but his physical fitness is much stronger.
With this move, An Qisheng sensed the danger.
If he had not gotten sick before and had taken a direct step, with the strength of Bajiquan, he could still have tried it head-on, but at this time he could not fight head-on.
Stab~
An Qisheng jumped back to avoid it, but the clothes on his chest were torn into strips, and a little blood immediately oozed out from his skin.
"snort!"
After missing the blow, the young man stepped forward again, stretched out his arms one after another, and the shadow of his claws was like a big net, covering An Qisheng.
The Eagle Claw Grappling Hand is a boxing technique in the Daxuan Army. It is very lethal. To practice this claw technique, you first need to soak your ten fingers in a special potion for a year. Once you get started, you can crush iron sand with just two fingers!
If you are caught by it, it will be a minor blow to your head and blood, and it is not a lie to disembowel you!
"I can't fight for a long time. If I want to win quickly, I must take dangerous measures..."
An Qisheng put his arms in front of him and backed away, thoughts racing through his mind.
From his perspective, he entered Wang Honglin's body and felt the boxing master's way of generating energy and the ultimate boxing technique.
But there is still a long way to go before it can be truly used.
It is impossible to become a great master in an instant.
"caught you!"
After the two fought for a few moves, the young man's eyes lit up, his fingers stretched out, and he grabbed An Qisheng's left shoulder.
Click~
Just for a moment, An Qisheng's shoulder blades groaned and were almost crushed.
boom!
An Qisheng ignored the severe pain in his shoulder and punched him in the face.
"You're too young."
The young man grabbed An Qisheng's shoulder with one hand, and suddenly raised his other hand, spreading his fingers to block An Qisheng's punch.
"Tender?"
An Qisheng opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, then stamped his feet with force, his strength rising steadily, reaching to his shoulders and elbows.
At the same time, he flexed and stretched his arms, followed the young man's stretching force along his body, and hit the young man's chest with a flat elbow.
Open the door and take action, the six powers unite.
Baji, top of mind!
