Zhuge Qing's arrival attracted the attention of many girls, but most of them were staring at the venue.
Without probing, Ma Shan took the lead in attacking Xiao Xiao.
Bajiquan is famous for its explosive power, which is known as its arms hitting the sky and falling down, and its feet shaking the nine states.
What Xiao Xiao thought was a safe distance was pulled in by Ma Shan in an instant.
Fortunately, Xiao Xiao was on guard, and while retreating quickly, he grunted and blew out a powerful stream of white air from his mouth.
Bajiquan relies on blowing the air to exert force, while some aliens directly rely on blowing the air to release shock waves, specializing in the human soul.
This trick works wonders for strangers with partial cultivation, but if you encounter a master who has both internal and external cultivation, it will be very useless.
There is no doubt that Ma Shan is a master who trains his energy and spirit internally and his muscles, bones and skin externally, so even if he blows his breath from the front, he only shakes his shoulders slightly, and then palms Xiao Xiao's lower abdomen.
The dantian is a vital part of a person's body. Xiao Xiao was severely injured and felt his stomach and intestines were in turmoil. He curled up on the ground like a cooked shrimp, and his body was trembling with severe pain.
"Xiao Xiao!"
Lu Linglong anxiously shouted the name of her companion and rushed into the field to check Xiao Xiao's injury.
"It's okay!" Xiao Xiao gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain in his abdomen. He put his hands on the ground and tried to get up, but found that he couldn't use any strength at all.
"Don't talk yet, we will take you to heal your injuries!" Lu Linglong and Wang Ergou helped Xiao Xiao up and walked towards the seniors of Jishi Hall.
"Knocked down Xiao Xiao with one move, this Ma Shan has something special."
"I've never heard of his name before. Where did this guy come from?"
"Qiuzhenhui Huang Ning'er's apprentice."
"Seeking Truth Society? This sect has developed rapidly recently, and its power is almost comparable to that of the four sects."
"No wonder you are so crazy. This time you are here just to make yourself famous."
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Listening to the comments around him, the sinister-looking Ma Shan raised his chin proudly and asked loudly: "Who else wants to learn my Ma Shan's kung fu?"
For a moment, no one answered.
Mainly among the young people who were unhappy with him, they couldn't beat him, and those who could beat him were all deep-minded and didn't want to defend the ring so early in the morning.
"Since no one is coming, I'll order someone." Ma Shan sneered, his eyes lingering on the faces of Zhang Lingyu, Zhuge Qing, Lu Lin and others.
Finally, he raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Chuyi, who was watching the excitement with his arms folded in the crowd.
"Zhang Chuyi, do you dare to come up and fight with me!" Ma Shan said in an arrogant tone and turned on the taunting mode.
"Fourth brother, I remember that Qiuzhen Association has a lot of cooperation with the company, right?" Zhang Chuyi turned to look at Xu Si.
Xu Si said nonchalantly: "It's a sparring match. It's inevitable that you'll get injured and bleed, as long as you don't get crippled."
"I feel relieved with your words." Zhang Chuyi said and did a few chest expansion exercises before coming to Ma Shan.
"Is my hatred worth that high? You don't have a choice among the younger generation's Shuangbi Pestle, but you insist on picking me as your opponent?" Zhang Chuyi smiled helplessly and looked at Mashan and complained.
"Seven years ago, my master died at the hands of your grandfather." Ma Shan was also smiling, but his eyes were extremely fierce.
"So he came here to seek revenge, no wonder." Zhang Chuyi showed a clear expression, "Baji is going to challenge, so it's not easy to hold back."
"Don't worry, I won't beat you to death." Mashan raised his elbow and raised his eyebrows.
"You misunderstood. What I mean is that I can't hold my hands back." Zhang Chuyi stepped forward, bent his knees in a lunge, and raised his hands to the sky in front of one another.
"Erlang Danshan?!" Ma Shan's pupils shrank, and he never expected that Zhang Chuyi also used Bajiquan.
Not only Ma Shan, but Zhuge Qing who was watching the battle was also stunned for a moment.
"Don't say I didn't persuade you later. It's still too late for you to admit defeat now." Zhang Chuyi's breath was long, but the true energy in his body had already stirred up. His whole aura was like a ferocious beast that was leaning forward and sneaking, calm and dangerous.
"It's still unclear who will lose and who will win!" Ma Shan seemed to have been greatly humiliated. While shouting angrily, his whole body was like an iron tower with long legs, and he bumped towards Zhang Chuyi.
The Baji Boxing technique is unparalleled in strength and relies on the fierceness of life and death to gain the upper hand. When other martial artists see a strong man weighing 200 pounds rushing towards him, their first thought must be to avoid his sharp edge.
But Zhang Chuyi didn't have the word "avoiding the sharp edge" in his dictionary. Facing the menacing Ma Shan, he immediately pushed forward with his arms and elbows.
Ma Shan, who was running wildly, obviously had no intention of using the iron mountain support. When he was about to get close, he immediately twisted his waist and punched Zhang Chuyi in the temple!
Zhang Chuyi had seen this fictitious trick countless times. He moved forward like a ghost, just in time for Ma Shan's heavy fist to rub his scalp, and then he raised his elbow and straightened up. The chin of Benma Mountain.
Mashan let out a strange howl, his head and body suddenly tilted back, and his right elbow also pushed upwards with inertia, trying to fight Zhang Chuyi to injure both sides.
Feeling a strong wind coming from the bottom up, Zhang Chuyi's left hand narrowly blocked the blow in front of his throat, and his elbow in the air stretched forward, and then hit Ma Shan's shoulder like an iron rod. .
Originally, Ma Shan wanted to take down Zhang Chuyi by relying on the tactics of changing the virtual and real, but the three axes he faced were resolved so easily. Faced with Zhang Chuyi's hit, fear suddenly arose in his heart.
However, after just taking half a step back, he already lost.
"You can't retreat!" In the crowd, a middle-aged man with a big waist and a big waist suddenly shouted angrily.
Everyone turned around and saw that it was Ma Shan's master, Huang Ning'er, the president of the Truth-Seeking Association.
Ma Shan trembled after hearing his master's order. He gritted his teeth and punched forward, straight into Zhang Chuyi's face, trying to force him back in this way.
However, how could Zhang Chuyi, who was biased against the opportunity to win, just let it go?
Facing Ma Shan's punch, he did not dodge or dodge. He leaned over and used his skull to forcefully push back Ma Shan's punch.
Even though Mashan's iron fists had blasted countless iron sand bags, Zhang Chuyi's head was so hard that his finger bones were cracked and his wrists hurt as if they were being pricked by needles.
Subjective consciousness must yield to objective reality. Even if Ma Shan had ten thousand thoughts of moving forward, he still endured the pain and kept retreating.
What Bajiquan emphasizes is that when the enemy advances, I advance, and when the enemy retreats, I advance again.
Once this indomitable momentum is established, trying to stop it is like trying to stop it.
Now that Zhang Chuyi has opened the door to Mashan, there is no reason for him to regain his strength. He immediately pokes the ground with his feet and kicks, causing sand and rocks to fly all over the place. He keeps advancing like an unstoppable chariot, fists and elbows It hit like rain hitting banana trees.
After two hard fights, Ma Shan was beaten back and forth, and his hands were in severe pain and his boxing skills gradually became scattered.
Seeing that they were about to lose, someone from the Qiuzhen Association couldn't sit still, and flew into the arena, attacking Zhang Chuyi brazenly.
