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Chapter 337 Brother Yuanxiao is still warming up

There was a loud bang, and the wall fell and the house collapsed.

Wang Yunxiao climbed up from the ruins in embarrassment, coughed twice, opened his mask and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

What kind of second-level master is so terrifying!
Of course, this second-level master was just a complaint in his heart. In fact, he didn't know where this grandson came from.

This man was dressed in black and struck fiercely, but within three moves and two moves, Wang Yunxiao was at a disadvantage and kept retreating.

When he saw this scene, Mr. Liu, who was so scared that he wet his pants just now, suddenly felt that he could do it again. He quickly jumped up and shouted: "Beat me! Beat him to death! Beat him to death!"

Wang Yunxiao stepped back step by step, and was forced to the edge of the balcony by this man, and had to jump down.

While he was in mid-air, he drew out the Yan Ling Saber with his backhand and performed a Night Fight Bafang Hidden Saber style.

That is to say, the move that cross talkers often make on their own necks.

In fact, it can also be understood as Xia Ji's Eight Cuts.

He was merciless, showed no martial ethics, and had no regard for human life.

This time he didn't even use a gun, and even showed weakness step by step, just to strengthen his opponent's belief that he would win.

"One Hundred Thousand Mountains and Rivers" is, to be precise, a set of martial arts secrets. It covers the use of various internal energy, fists, kicks and body techniques, as well as the use of cold weapons related to swords, guns, swords and halberds. From a theoretical level, it can be said to be a masterstroke. , not only correct but also profound.

Just like the knowledge points in the textbooks, the knowledge points are just knowledge points. Mastering the knowledge points does not mean that you can get full marks in the exam.

Facing such a powerful opponent, Wang Yunxiao was in a very happy mood.

To put it bluntly, these are basic knowledge points. When it comes to fighting, how much power can be exerted depends entirely on personal understanding and coping ability.

I carry a gun because I have a certificate, why do you? you also have?
If you have a certificate, why don't you go do something serious and come here to drink wine in the middle of the night?

But on the other hand, if you think this side effect doesn't matter and you can accept it, then it doesn't matter if you take the quick fix route.

If you are not afraid of death, you can be thrown into a battlefield meat grinder and after a few life-and-death battles, you will be able to practice any rubbish martial arts to perfection.

Wang Yunxiao is still confused. What kind of idiot cultural and educational inspection commissioner are you? Why are you so tough? Aren't you afraid of killing people to pay for their lives?
Oh, even if you didn't kill someone, it's still a crime to shoot randomly.

His hasty move was seen by the other party, who immediately let out a strange laugh, stretched out his hands, grabbed the blade of the blade, snatched the Yan Ling knife away from Wang Yunxiao, and stabbed it down with his backhand.

There are not many quick-fix methods in this world, but those who brag about quick-fix methods will probably have unspeakable huge side effects.

Come! Come to Shacheng and chop me down if I'm a man... Bah! Let’s just say it, if you are a man, you will fight until the end of time, and the avenue will be wiped out!

Real martial arts practitioners don't actually have that many standard routines for close combat.

For example, actual combat.

When people in the world talk about masters, they always talk about the XX sword techniques of 18, XX stick techniques of 36, and palm techniques of 72.

How disgusting is the setting of a dung monster that runs away as soon as its health is left.

Don't run away. I don't need a gun. Let's have a good fight.

He went out tonight looking for someone to fight with, and the more powerful the opponent, the better.

The only drawback is that it can't be done quickly.

I can’t figure it out, I can’t figure it out.

There is no way this guy is really a playboy from a wealthy family, the most beloved grandson of Elder XX. He has been spoiled to the point of being lawless since he was a child, and has never been beaten by society...

Isn't it? Wang Yunxiao was still thinking wildly in his head, but the man in black had no intention of stopping. He hung a golden hook upside down in the air and kicked Wang Yunxiao fiercely in the face.

…………

Coughing twice, he raised his hand and waved away the smoke and dust brought out by the roof tiles he smashed. Wang Yunxiao raised his head and looked at the man in black opposite, who had his hands behind his back, pretending to be a lonely master. He couldn't help but ask kindly. Said: "Have you eaten tonight?"

"Insanity!"

The man in black kicked Wang Yunxiao into a nearby house. He originally thought that the situation was settled, but he didn't expect that when the other party said this, a vein suddenly appeared on his forehead.

"Crazy junior, let's see how long you can hold on!"

He stepped on the ground with both feet, and his whole body flew into the air, whipping up a gust of wind with himself as the core, and rushed down towards Wang Yunxiao.

What Aeolian legs?

Wang Yunxiao stepped out of the way and directly missed his all-out kick. He raised his hand and spread his fingers to grab his face, yelled hard, and threw him away.

Fuck you, I can even dodge bullets, do you think you are faster than bullets?
The man in black was unexpectedly grabbed by Wang Yunxiao. He felt like the world was spinning and he was thrown against the wall with a bang. He vomited blood on the spot.

"I asked you if you had eaten!"

Wang Yunxiao rubbed his neck, which seemed to have some misaligned joints, and walked up to him: "Speak! Are you wiping your father's face? So gentle?"

“Ahhhhh——!”

After repeated ridicule, the man in black finally lost his mind completely. He got up and swallowed a pill. He raised his head and roared, and his muscles instantly expanded to the limit.

He stepped close to Wang Yunxiao, raised his leg and kicked Wang Yunxiao's leg.

Poke the feet?

Wang Yunxiao actually recognized it because Guo Zi had used this move when he was sparring with him, but after all, it was not a martial arts passed down from his family and he was not skilled enough in using it.

This is a kind of northern martial arts with a very down-to-earth name, and it doesn’t even sound like a serious Kung Fu, but in fact it is one of the representatives of the North Kung Fu and the North Kung Fu. It is said that Wu Song used this Kung Fu back then. .

At that time, the name was quite nice, it was called Yuanyang Link Legs.

puff--

This kick seemed to be aimed at him, but he flipped over and hit Wang Yunxiao on the left side of his face. The force was so strong that his helmet flew off.

After the hit, the opponent was unforgiving. He jumped up and kicked Wang Yunxiao into the mask behind him. The doors and windows were instantly torn into pieces, along with the bottles and jars inside. The cans were smashed to pieces.

"Hit him! Beat him to death!"

Mr. Liu regained his courage and chased him to the balcony, waving his fists and shouting at the top of his lungs.

However, the next moment, he suddenly found that he couldn't open his mouth. He was startled and subconsciously reached out to touch his face, but did not touch his mouth.

His mouth disappeared.

"Noisy."

Hearing an impatient voice from behind, he saw a young man holding a folding fan and wearing a splendid green shirt appearing at the door. The proprietor of this place, Boss Cui, ran to him respectfully, as if he was a domesticated person. He lowered his head obediently like a dog.

"How did a good dinner end up like this?"

The young man glared at Boss Cui angrily: "You can't even settle this little thing. You really let me down."

(End of this chapter)