Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 558

Following Xue Huaiyong's reminder, Jia Qiang turned his attention back to Cao Zhan and Zhao Daizong on the court.

The two are facing each other, with a distance of only a few meters. One is tall and burly, as strong as a bear, and the other is short and thin, as if falling down when the wind blows. There is really a strong sense of contrast and contrast.

However, no one would underestimate Zhao Daizong. To be selected by an innate powerhouse like Lou Guanlan is a skill in itself. What's more, he also bears the fate of more than a thousand members of the Iron Hand Society, which is even more rare.

Crackling, a series of firecracker-like sounds suddenly came out in the silent air, Cao Zhan's squinted eyes suddenly burst into light, and he took the lead in making the move.

At the same time, he stretched his tendons and pulled his bones, his arms suddenly extended for more than a few inches, like a pair of tiger claws, he grabbed the thin and short Zhao Daizong, and the red aura appeared faintly in his palms.

Because the force was too strong and too fast, the air seemed to be overturned, humming, and merged into a violent airflow. It can be seen that the momentum of his attack was heavy, let alone a body of flesh and blood, he was just a stone. This grasp, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape the end of fragmentation.

Zhao Daizong had already been instructed by Lou Guanlan before going out into battle. He was well aware of his own strengths and weaknesses, and he also knew how to maximize his strengths and avoid weaknesses. When jumping, he was as nimble and nimble as a mountain ape, retreating easily, avoiding Cao Zhan's grasp.

In the backhand, pointing with one hand, like a sword or a needle, poked towards the elbow that Cao Zhan hit, with concise strength, accurate and ruthless technique, and coherent and skillful movements, quite mellow.

The martial art he practiced is a bit messy. The fundamental method is a Taoist martial art, with the continuous strength of turtles and snakes.

This power is derived from the breath of the turtle and the breath of the boa constrictor. It is created by the essence of the Taoist sages. The inner breath has the characteristics of purity, flexibility, and vitality. It can also be used to prolong life, so health preservation is more important than fighting and killing.

Therefore, Zhao Daizong's internal skills were insufficient, so he could only work hard on external moves.

He studied with a teacher, had chance encounters, and has practiced thirteen martial arts successively. This finger is actually a method of condensing the energy of green pine needles, which specializes in breaking down the true energy of the inner family. It also has a certain degree of restraint when practicing horizontally.

Although Zhao Daizong wanted to avoid the edge first and wait for an opportunity to counterattack, but blindly defending is not enough. Anyone who studies martial arts knows the truth that if you defend for a long time, you will lose.

Moreover, martial arts confrontation is also related to personal status. If you encourage your opponent's momentum, it is very likely that you will fall into a passive or even desperate situation. Therefore, while avoiding a move, counterattacking with a backhand is also considered a temptation.

Cao Zhan's face was calm, he didn't care, and he didn't dodge or avoid it.

The condensed green pine needles shot to the back of the elbow, as if hitting an extremely tough cow slope, there was a weak snort, and then there was no more movement.

This is the advantage brought by his successful cultivation, tempered skin membrane with blood energy, and greatly increased defensive ability.

The Great Sage Chopping Heaven Kungfu practiced by him is the unique skill of heaven and man, and the first volume of the Great Sage Kungfu is a method of horizontal practice. It cultivates the body, tempers the membrane, flesh and blood, viscera, and even reaches the ends of the hair, making the body hair as immortal as a diamond If you don't break, you will eventually become the real body of the Great Ape, possessing immeasurable supernatural powers that can overwhelm the world.

Although Cao Zhan didn't even make it to Little Chengdu right now, he still had an incomparably terrifying defensive ability.

Stepping forward again, the whole body was surging with qi and blood. Inside the body, there was an endless crashing sound like a river hitting the bank, and the palms also grew stronger. They shook hands into fists and threw them in the direction Zhao Daizong retreated. .

The fist is like a shooting star falling from the sky, and it moves suddenly, but it is the Tongbei fist contained in the great sage splitting the sky.

Zhao Daizong still used his dexterous body and footwork to dodge, his eyes moved around, and he was extremely serious, observing and looking for Cao Zhan's weaknesses.

In terms of defense, he is like a tortoise, with his head retracted inside the shell, no matter how crazy the opponent attacks, he can't help him or hurt him. At the same time, he is like a poisonous snake hiding in ambush, waiting for the fatal blow.

In a short period of time, the two chased and fled, making seven or eight laps on the huge blank concrete floor.

However, in real combat, there are only three or five moves. Most of the time, it seems that hide-and-seek is better than martial arts.

At this time, neither of the two had any injuries on their bodies. It seemed that if allowed, this situation would continue.

"Bah, a thing without eggs knows how to run. If you have the ability to fight with real swords and guns!"

"That's right, how do you escape when you practice martial arts? You coward, what a disgrace to a martial artist."

On the side of the Meng family, some warriors couldn't hold back any longer, and began to scold and heckle loudly.

First, they were also worried that Cao Zhan's exhausted internal energy would take advantage of him, and second, this kind of one-on-one martial arts competition was really not very entertaining.

Someone from the Iron Hand Society suddenly quit, blushing and thick-necked, and said angrily, not to be outdone,

"Is there no lightness kung fu and body skills in martial arts? I'm clumsy and can't catch people, so how can I blame others for running too fast?"

"That's right, a group of stupid old men who don't know that Zhao Daizong is best at protracted warfare. When that guy's internal energy is almost exhausted, Zhao Daizong will give him a hard lesson!"...

The mutual accusations and insults from both sides aroused anger for a while, and the originally quiet field became noisy, but it didn't affect the fight between the two on the field at all.

Off the court, Han Pulou Guanlan and others also watched silently and did not express their opinions.

Jia Qiang was a little worried, and said to Xue Huaiyong,

"Brother Xue, the situation doesn't seem to be very good. The opponent's body is too flexible and his energy is long. Will Cao Zhan capsize in the gutter?"

Xue Huaiyong's face was also very serious, but after watching, he gradually discovered some ways, smiled and said,
"No, Cao Zhan is not simple. You only see him attacking fiercely, like a torrential rain. It seems difficult to last, but you ignore it. He has gradually mastered the opponent's footwork skills, and his body skills are changing. It is obvious. , The circle around the two of them has become smaller and smaller."

Jia Qiang looked again, and sure enough, if the circle the two chased and fled before was about ten square meters, now, only six square meters remained, which is a very exaggerated reduction.

This is not because of the intention of the other party, but because of Cao Zhan's little bit of persecution.

He is also a congenital master, he can understand a little bit, and he immediately understands that Cao Zhan is doing everything step by step, forcing the opponent to this level little by little.

"Okay, I didn't expect Cao Zhan to be so exquisite in martial arts. He almost fooled me. I really don't know where his grandfather learned this tyrannical magic."

Xue Huaiyong shook his head, this is not so subtle in martial arts, it is clearly a competition of personal abilities.

Cao Zhan is doing the right way, while the other party is doing the strange way.

Between Zhengqi and Zhengqi, there is actually no difference between high and low, it all depends on their respective methods.

It was obvious that Cao Zhan was better than the man opposite him in every aspect.

(End of this chapter)