Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 175
Zhao Lin has been practicing martial arts in the Xingyun School for more than half a year, and has met too many talented disciples in the Dance Elephant Academy.

Just pick one at random, and in Qinghe County, it will be a genius that you meet once in a few decades.

During the period, he also experienced various martial arts, and his vision has long been different from what it used to be. Hou Gui's strength is not enough in front of him.

If you want to win, you can flip your palms.

But Zhao Lin is not going to do this, because after the two battles just now, the reputation of Liuhemen has been greatly damaged, and it must be rectified!
Also, Hou Gui severely humiliated Yuan Cheng, and he must "repay" him.

When I first entered Liuhemen, it was Yuan Cheng who instructed me to practice kung fu and did my best. It is not an exaggeration to say that I am half a master, but I was beaten into a tumbler...

Thinking of this, Zhao Lin stood still, and suddenly raised his fist to meet the opponent's palm.

With a "snap", fists and palms collided.

Hou Gui immediately felt a great pressure.

The so-called expert stretches out his hand and knows if there is one.

Zhao Lin's punch seemed unremarkable, but his timing was just right. If he was too early, he could change his moves, but if he was too late, he would lose his initiative. The punch contained tremendous power.

Hou Gui put away his contempt immediately, and shot Sanjiang Palm one after another, constantly increasing his strength.

However, Zhao Lin on the opposite side was like a big mountain, no matter how vigorous he was, he would never move.

Zhao Lin never used his Yin and Cold Qi, and deliberately let everyone present see that Liuhemen's boxing and kung fu techniques can suppress the opponent in everything.

Fist to palm, stature staggered.

Zhao Lin gradually turned his advantage into victory, not allowing the opponent to have any room for struggle.

Hou Gui was already out of breath at this moment, seeing himself falling into the abyss little by little, but he was helpless.

After [-] strokes, Zhao Lin felt that the heat was almost ready, so he stopped wasting time and made a few strong attacks in succession, making Hou Gui flustered and overwhelmed.

The last punch hit Hou Gui in the abdomen.

Hou Gui choked for breath, his face was distorted in pain, and he quickly stepped back.

Zhao Lin followed him like a shadow, hooked his fist upwards, and hit the opponent's chin.

Hou Gui received two punches in a row, and suddenly became dizzy and lost the ability to move.

Zhao Lin didn't give him a chance to breathe, he swung his long arm and hit his left shoulder with his fist.

Hou Gui tilted his body and turned half a circle.

Zhao Lin took a step diagonally, came to the right side of his body, and punched him on the right shoulder again.

Hou Gui turned around uncontrollably.

Zhao Lin punched like the wind, bowing left and right.

bang bang bang...

Zhao Lin stood on the spot, punching one after another, while Hou Gui kept spinning, faster and faster.

Just now Hou Gui beat Yuan Cheng like a tumbler, but now Zhao Lin beats him into a spinning top.

hiss……

what……

Everyone watching the battle was dumbfounded, no one had ever seen this kind of unrestrained style of play.

A young disciple couldn't help shouting hello, which immediately attracted the cold gaze of the Lingshan sect.

Zheng Yuanzhuo's face was ashen, and he almost crushed the wine glass in his hand. Although Hou Gui won two games in a row, but this time, he lost all his previous face.

He was about to call out to stop, but he saw Zhao Lin take two steps back, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Hou, I've accepted it."

"I kill..."

Hou Gui was furious, his face turned blue and red, he didn't know whether he was beaten or angry, he only opened his mouth to say two words, then he couldn't stand, and fell to the ground.

Tried to get up, but fell down again.

A disciple was snatched out from the Lingshan sect and helped him back to his seat to rest.

Hou Gui was sitting on the chair, foaming at the mouth, but he was not seriously injured, so Zheng Yuanzhuo couldn't find an excuse to have an attack.

Zhao Lin cupped his hands in the direction of the banquet, and said in a calm tone, "This Shi Xiaoquan is not a special skill, each school has its own practice method, and you have all seen it. I still have a little bit of experience in this way of Liuhemen."

"It doesn't seem to be as useless as Senior Brother Hou said?"

Speaking these words loudly, many young warriors present couldn't help applauding, among them the one from Liuhemen shouted the loudest.

Yuan Cheng applauded vigorously. This time, Zhao Lin not only regained the sect's face, but also made himself angry.

Gao Yuan also breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that he still underestimated the strength of Junior Brother Zhao, and the slight puzzlement that Master sent Zhao Lin to Xingyunzong had disappeared now.

"Master, I'll go up and fight him!"

Hu Shaoan, a disciple of the Lingshan Sect, said with a look of resentment.

Zheng Yuanzhuo shook his head slightly, "No, you are not his opponent, Hongpeng go up."

He brought three disciples with him. He originally thought that Hou Gui would be able to defeat all the disciples of Liuhemen except Gao Yuan, but Zhao Lin's strength far exceeded expectations.

Zheng Yuanzhuo's eyes were vicious, and he knew that with Zhao Lin's strength, he could only be sure if he sent Bi Hongpeng up.

Bi Hongpeng is a major disciple of the Lingshan School, his status is equivalent to Gaoyuan of Liuhemen, his cultivation is at the third level of Qi Realm, and his strength is even better.

Hearing this, Bi Hongpeng got up and said in a deep voice, "Yes, master, this disciple will fulfill his mission!"

After speaking, he got up, took a few steps, raised his breath, and landed lightly on the field.

Seeing that there was still a fight, everyone was very interested, especially for some disciples who were new to martial arts, they had never seen a fight of this level, and they all lamented that this trip was worthwhile.

Someone from the Kaishan Martial Arts Hall asked Liang Song, "Brother Liang, the top disciple of the Lingshan School has come out, how does he compare to Zhao Lin?"

Liang Song only said two words: "For nothing!"

"You have a big breath."

"It's not that I'm loud, it's that my brother is amazing..."

Zhao Lin knew that the Lingshan faction would definitely not let it go, so he simply stayed in the field.

Now that we have made a move, we should clean up the matter so that no one dares to think about Liuhemen.

Bi Hongpeng walked across to Zhao Lin, his eyes flickered, "I didn't expect a character like you to come out of Liuhemen, it's really impressive."

Zhao Lin said humbly: "Thank you, I have been famous for a long time for Senior Brother Bi."

While speaking, push the strength and coldness into the fist.

This time, he was going to end the battle quickly and give everyone a shock.

"What kind of strength is this?"

Bi Hongpeng felt a chill, his brows furrowed involuntarily, and he began to mobilize his qi and blood to accumulate energy.

He practiced boxing and palm techniques at the same time, hesitated for a while, and decided to use his fists to open the way. He is at the third level of Qi, so he should use force to overwhelm others.

"Let's not gossip, let's start... Feihong Fist!"

Bi Hongpeng raised his strength to the peak, facing a strong enemy, his body instinctively stimulated unprecedented potential.

"This should be the strongest punch I've ever been in martial arts!"

He punched out with a clear understanding in his heart, with a trace of inexplicable surprise.

"boom!"

The moment the two fists collided, Bi Hongpeng felt an incomparably cold energy penetrate his body, the blood in his whole body seemed to freeze, and then a huge force hit him head-on!
The feeling of being full of power just now seemed to be just an illusion.

Why is this happening?

A crisp sound was heard in the ear, and the whole person flew upside down more than ten feet away, and fell on a table of banquets, and the person and the table fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)