Chapter 47: Martial Arts Competition (Part 2)
The martial arts competition, the sub-venue with the word "di", the afternoon group.
With a spinning elbow, Zhu Laosan's arms like cast iron swept towards the fair boy opposite him. This blow was extremely fast and fierce, causing the crowd in the audience to scream.
The "slender" boy hit Zhu Laosan's "Running Wolf Fang" with an elbow to the front. Judging from the scene, the two were fighting equally well, but only Zhu Laosan knew it. The more he fought, the more shocked he became. The other party was obviously just a young man, and his physical strength and fighting spirit were no weaker than his own, a veteran who had been fighting for more than ten years. As for the level of internal energy, Lao Zhu is not sure, but he is definitely not weaker than himself. As for whether he was better than himself, Lao Zhu didn't dare to think too much.
"Is this move the Benlang Fang in the Benlang Fist? The Wanxiang-level Benlang Fist is indeed extremely powerful." The speaker was Yi Xifeng. The opponent had just taken off his short shirt and attacked him with all his strength. Dozens of tricks are used to solve the problem. Yi Xifeng had a more comprehensive understanding of the big man in front of him. Zhu Laosan should be at the top level among young men, similar to the level of a captain. He is capable of fighting against warriors below the peak of the general power realm.
"I have to say that you are very powerful, kid! Your strength is no worse than that of any strong man. I underestimated you before. What was that move you just used? I think I have dabbled in a lot of boxing skills. Let me be ignorant. But I, Old Zhu, didn't see it." Zhu Laosan replied to Yi Xifeng and took the opportunity to adjust his inner strength and recover.
Yi Xifeng naturally understood the other party's plan, but did not reveal it. It's rare to meet such a tough guy, so don't be impatient.
"Oh, this is the top elbow of Bajiquan. I read it from a book." Yi Xifeng showed a shy smile.
"Heart-to-heart elbow? Bajiquan? I've never heard of it, but it's interesting!" After saying that, he stopped talking nonsense and pounced on the opponent with a quick step.
Yi Xifeng dwarfed his body, raised his arms to catch the opponent's arms that were sweeping over him, kicked the opponent's chest and abdomen three times with his feet, and used his strength to jump away. Zhu Laosan is practicing kung fu all over the body, so he is naturally not afraid. It wasn't until these kicks hit Zhu Laosan firmly that he felt as if he was being attacked by a huge force. Zhu Laosan hurriedly summoned up his internal energy and barely managed to stabilize his body, let alone pursue the opponent again.
Yi Xifeng was secretly surprised when he saw that the opponent suddenly switched from attack to defense and stopped pursuing. Little did he know that he was carrying a load of three thousand iron. It would be difficult for ordinary warriors to withstand such strength. Just those three kicks almost knocked him down. Seeing that the opponent had turned to defense, he didn't think too much, so he used his inner strength and launched a set of Wandering Dragon Splitting Air Palms.
The Youlong Pikong Palm was originally created by Li Chengqian. It is as famous as the "King Kong Arm Fist" created by him, and is called "One Punch and One Palm" by people in the world. Although both Kung Fu were created by Li Chengqian, their styles are quite different.
The Wandering Dragon Split the Air Palm is a skill that can be mastered in both palm and body skills. The palm power is so sharp that it can exert internal energy from a distance. When you practice it to a high and deep level, you can swing your palm to "split the air". When facing an enemy, you can severely damage the enemy even from a distance of several feet. The body-building method of the Wandering Dragon Splitting the Air Palm is even more superb. When moving, the palms move with strength, always using the force to move at angles that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve. With the palm technique, it is like a swimming dragon, leaving no trace.
Yi Xifeng circulated the wine energy control method throughout his body, but did not use the inner energy in his palms. Every move he used was only at the level of the realm of qi.
Zhu Laosan, who was fighting against him, was even more confused. Just after he received Yi Xifeng's three kicks in the air, Zhu Laosan was a little confused. How could such a thin body contain such terrifying weight, or power? But instead of fighting against each other, although the palm technique is exquisite, the internal strength is only at the level of Qi realm.
Zhu Laosan is still confident in his horizontal kung fu skills, and it is difficult for the same level of internal strength to hurt him. He immediately put away his questions and focused on dealing with them. I saw that this little devil's palm techniques are varied and his body techniques are also exquisite. When he moves, his palms change by his side like clouds and flowing water. It is a set of palm techniques that can both attack and defend.
The two of them went back and forth for more than a dozen moves. Yi Xifeng suddenly changed his palm wind, and his move was three points faster than before. Zhu Laosan could no longer see clearly the path of the opponent's palm technique, so he had to use his own inner energy technique crazily, flexing his muscles to resist the flying dragon's air-splitting palm.
When Yi Xifeng saw his opponent using the turtle shell style, he became interested in practicing. He used all the moves he learned about the Flying Dragon Splitting Air Palm on Zhu Laosan.
"Brother, be careful, try my swimming dragon-Double Dragon Palm!" As he spoke, Yi Xifeng disappeared two feet to the left of Zhu Laosan, and appeared in front of him the next moment. The boy's palms overlapped and formed like a calyx. Place your calyx-shaped hands on your waist, squat slightly with your legs in a lunge, and accumulate strength.
"Not good!" Zhu Laosan knew that the situation was not good as soon as he saw the opponent's posture of accumulating energy. He quickly crossed his arms to protect his vitals.
"Bang!" Zhu Laosan was blasted out of the ring.
As the referee of the mountain patrol team, he nodded slightly to Yi Xifeng and announced the end of the game.
Yi Xifeng touched the tip of his nose sheepishly, and he understood the look in the mountain patrol team's eyes. Maybe Zhu Laosan still doesn't know the depth of Yi Xifeng's skills. But as mountain patrol members, each one is a strong man in the realm of chivalry. These low-level warriors have no secrets in front of the warriors who have truly set foot on the third level and the twelfth level.
The look in the mountain ranger's eyes reminded him that he could practice martial arts if he wanted to, but this was a martial arts competition and should not be too childish.
Zhu Laosan got up from the ground at this time. He thought that he might be seriously injured this time, but after moving around, he found that it was only a minor injury that shocked his internal organs. At this point, no matter how honest and stupid Zhu Laosan is, he understands that Yi Xifeng didn't use his inner strength at all just now, and that the opponent's strength is indeed much higher than his own. Thinking of this, Zhu Laosan couldn't help but feel a little resentful. Thinking of the big words he had said before, even his dark complexion could not hide his red face.
"Brother, I accept it!" Yi Xifeng stood at the edge of the ring and said sincerely to Zhu Laosan.
"I, Lao Zhu, are a real person, but my skills are not as good as others. If you lose, I will accept it with all my heart!" Zhu Laosan was also open-minded. He bowed his hand to Yi Xifeng, saluted the mountain ranger who was the referee, and then retreated into the crowd.
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Yinren Village, Presbyterian Church. Lin Hengshan was still sitting on the ebony Taishi chair in the middle as usual, but at this time, besides him, there was another person present. It was Zhao Yunming, the organizer of the "Rate List" and the intelligence chief of Yinren Village.
"Village chief, the martial arts competition is going on as planned." Zhao Yunming bowed and saluted.
"What's going on over there in Luoye City?" Lin Hengshan took a sip of tea without raising his eyes to look at the other party.
"Ji Shen sent a caravan here, and it is currently stationed near the Chunfeng River in the west of the village." Zhao Yunming casually found a chair and sat down and replied.
"Very honest?" Lin Hengshan glanced at Zhao Yunming and asked.
Zhao Yunming picked up a cup of tea by himself, took a sip, smacked his lips and said, "If you are dishonest, some of them will die."
Lin Hengshan did not express his views on this matter, and then asked: "How many villages are around?"
Zhao Yunming put down the cup and said with a smile: "There are two or three kittens and puppies. They can't escape Chengtao's grasp."
There was another moment of silence. Zhao Yunming drank the tea in the cup and stood up to leave. Before leaving, he turned around and said, "I've seen those children, but they are pretty good. You still insist on letting them participate in this matter." ?”
Lin Hengshan sighed softly: "They are not young anymore. We don't have much time, so we have to act as planned."
"As ordered, I will let people from the mountain patrol team be the referees for these group matches, so I can protect them." After saying that, Zhao Yunming left the hall. The old man Lin Hengshan was left sitting on the dark Taishi chair. After a long time, a sigh sounded, and the old man murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "The hatred of the country and the family, the love of children..."
