The weapons Jiang Xiaoyu was good at were long swords and punches. However, since they couldn't be used at the same time, he chose to use punches.
A long sword is strong, while a short punch is dangerous.
"start!"
Seeing the two of them standing still in the circle of the martial arts school, the deacon shouted loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, one was fat, one was thin, one was short, one was tall, one was black and one was white, they rushed toward each other, like a toad and a leopard.
The exchange only lasted for an instant, and after a muffled sound, the two changed places.
In this first move, both sides are testing each other.
The corpse-eating old man looked at Jiang Xiaoyu with some surprise, some amusement, and some approval.
The punch is both a weapon and a piece of protective equipment. The four rings surrounding the four fingers are for protection; the blunt thorns on the four rings can hurt the enemy and are for attack.
The moment the two passed each other, they each punched each other, and then quickly passed by. Although they only exchanged one punch, both of them gained a new understanding of each other.
"Very strong!"
"Very strong!"
The corpse-eating old man naturally knew that Jiang Xiaoyu's martial arts was not weak, but he realized that he had underestimated him when he actually fought against him.
Jiang Xiaoyu had also expected that the corpse-eating old man was very skilled in martial arts. After this punch, he had a more accurate understanding, "I am definitely no match for him. It is best to try to hurt the enemy."
At this moment, what he was thinking about was not winning, but hurting the enemy, even if it meant hurting the enemy by 600 and losing a thousand to himself.
Using force with his ten fingers, he clasped the fist even tighter. He bent his knees, bent over, and raised his head. Jiang Xiaoyu used his bow to shoot himself towards the corpse-eating old man.
... ...
There is a secret passage in Xu Xiaoyu's study that leads directly to the courtyard. The secret passage to Duan Muyu can not only save time, but also avoid the eyes and ears of others.
The so-called loyalty lies in the public, public and selfless.
So many things happened one after another, and Xu Xiaoyu reported them to Duan Muyu without any concealment. This was his loyalty.
"Your Majesty, it's the old minister who is incompetent!"
First, the garrison at the city gate was replaced, cutting off Duan Muyu and his party's return. Now, his resident general was kidnapped, and the Ruozhou military camp was facing a seizure of power. He believed that he had unavoidable reasons for all these crises. responsibility.
Bad things have happened. As the real head of the Xu family, he has indeed neglected his duty.
Duanmu Yuxing went over to help him up and whispered to him: "Mr. Zhu is back. He is seriously injured and his life is in danger. In the current situation, it is not appropriate for us to show up. Please find a reliable doctor to come and treat his injuries." "
Half a day passed, and only four of the twenty people who went out to explore the road came back. Duanmuyu knew that the remaining people who had not returned would probably not be able to come back.
When Xu Xigong found Zhu Xiaochen, he leaned over and fell on a pile of dead leaves beside the trail. Blood was flowing all over the ground and he was dying. He was still holding the sword, but dozens of curls had been cut out of the green steel sword.
Because Zhu Xiaochen's martial arts had ended up in such a miserable situation, it was unbelievable that the situation was dangerous.
"Yes, I'll do it right away." Xu Xiaoyu replied in a deep voice. He did not expect that Duanmuyu was more concerned about Zhu Xiaochen's injury than the matter of General Yi at the military camp in Ruozhou.
Just when he was about to retreat, Duanmuyu said in a clear voice: "All the actions of the imperial court are within reason. Mr. Xu does not need to be panic, just act calmly and prudently. At this time, it is not who has more people than you. Whoever is more powerful is more tolerant. Remember, be patient before planning. In addition, I think it is best to give the position of leader of the martial arts alliance to Zhang Suiguang. Don't you think that the court's thoughts are now on the Xu family? "
He is good at planning, but he is a mortal after all, and he also has human emotions and desires.
Zhu Xiaochen's life was hanging by a thread, and Tong Gaoge's life and death were unknown. He couldn't help but feel sad. Even so, he still considered the overall situation: the Xu family's dilemma was that the court could deal with them without any worries.
"It's time to push Zhang Suiguang out. He is an ambitious man. Even if he knows that the position of leader of the Wulin Alliance is a trap, he is absolutely willing to take risks and get chestnuts from the fire. With the Wulin Alliance under control, the Salt Gang and the Nine Halls, the court So I had to put my thoughts on him.”
Acting according to the situation and taking advantage of the situation, Duanmuyu never sticks to one corner of his strategy.
"Zhang Suiguang?" Xu Xiaoyu was trembling.
If the position of leader of the martial arts alliance falls into the hands of Zhang Suiguang, the largest force in the world will no longer be the Xu family, but the Salt Gang.
He was unwilling, but had nothing to say. The Xu family has been plotting for martial arts hegemony for more than a day or two. Seeing success ahead of them, so many problems have arisen, putting Duan Muyu and his party in danger.
"Yes, I know what to do, veteran." Xu Xiaoyu responded with a courtesy.
After saying this, he bowed and retreated.
Seeing that his old figure was far away, Duanmu Yunai sighed softly: "You plan things, and Yu plans the situation. Plan for profit, and plan for the situation. In this game, Yu is the chess player, and everyone in the world is the chess piece."
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There are many rumors about the old cannibal in the world, but the rumors are mostly about "when and where the old cannibal killed someone and then cooked their corpses", "when and where the old cannibal released what poison," What poisonous skills he used, who he poisoned and killed..." almost never involved his weapons, martial arts moves, and methods.
"It turns out that this fat old man is not only powerful at using poison, but he is also so domineering in martial arts!"
Jiang Xiaoyu was wearing a fist, but the opponent could fight with a pair of physical fists without losing. He had to secretly admire him.
The fist fight is a hard-core style of "injuring oneself and injuring the enemy". Jiang Xiaoyu thought that the corpse-eating old man would try his best to avoid a head-on collision with him. Unexpectedly, the opponent became more and more cheerful as he fought. A pair of iron fists came towards him with a hula hula, which shocked him. My whole arm was numb.
Zhan Ming said in confusion: "The old corpse-eating old man is famous for his poison skills. I didn't expect that his hard skills are not weak at all. This set of punches is extremely powerful. If the young man of the Xu family didn't have a punch in his hand, he might not be able to withstand it long ago." ”
Mei Yuanchen had no knowledge of the corpse-eating old man's past, and was solely focused on his martial arts: "The brilliance of this fat old man's boxing technique lies in the second effort. Every time he receives a punch from the opponent, he uses his other hand to He immediately punched back. He was able to release part of the force with the hand that received the punch, and then directed part of the remaining force to the other hand, which was equivalent to using the opponent's strength to hit the opponent. It was indeed very clever."
His senses are extremely strong, and he can faintly feel that the old man's hand that receives the punch uses less force, while the hand that punches uses more force. Seeing that the movements of his shoulders are no different, he can understand that he is using the force to strike. The mystery of.
When Zhan Ming heard this, he shook his head in disbelief. He wanted to say a word or two of praise but couldn't think of the right words.
Another round of fighting, the two of them each fired more than a hundred punches.
Jiang Xiaoyu was sweating profusely and panting like an ox, while the corpse-eating old man was not tired at all, although his face was wet, and he was looking at his opponent with narrowed eyes.
"Young man, you are good at martial arts!"
Just as Mei Yuanchen concluded, the secret of his boxing set lies in unloading and borrowing power. But he could only offload or borrow only 30% of the force the opponent hit. At this point, he was no longer as comfortable as he seemed on the surface.
Jiang Xiaoyu's internal strength was profound and his fists were very powerful. Even though at the end of each punch, he only had 60 to 70% remaining strength, the corpse-eating old man had been stimulated to the point where his hands were sore and his joints were tingling.
If he didn't have this set of boxing skills, he would never dare to fight like this.
"Xiaobai, I didn't expect that old poisoner to be so strong!" He Zhengrong, who was watching the battle in the audience, whispered in Jiang Xiaobai's ear, "Xiaoyu's fist is no joke, every time I take it After one hundred and twenty punches, the left and right people no longer dared to fight forcefully. The corpse-eating old man and Xiaobai exchanged more than four hundred punches, right?"
"Four hundred and sixty-five punches." Jiang Xiaobai stared at the stage and replied absentmindedly, "They punched each other four hundred and sixty-five times."
"With four hundred and sixty-five punches, a huge boulder will be broken into pieces." He Zhengrong muttered and sighed, his expression becoming more and more solemn.
They have grown up together since childhood and are brothers and good friends. It can be said that they know each other very well.
Seeing Jiang Xiaoyu punching like crazy, He Zhengrong knew that he must really want to win this round, win this impossible round.
