Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 609: Monk vs. Duan Peng

"Hey, are you trying to fool the devil?"

The next day, Wei Dayong walked into the courtyard and said to Duan Peng, who was sweeping the yard, "Sweep well and go fetch water for the villagers!"

"Do I have to fetch water from the landlord's house? If I don't join the army, he will have no water to drink?" Duan Peng looked at this monk Wei with disdain. When he first arrived that night, this monk Wei's words were full of thorns. It was only the second day of his arrival, just one morning, how many troubles had this monk Wei given him?
Duan Peng was ordered around by him, and no matter how good his temper was, he felt angry inside.

"Helping the landlord fetch water is an old custom of our Eighth Route Army, did you know that?" Wei Dayong was carrying a weight that night, and the other party could hardly catch up with him even with the weight on. He was already a little embarrassed, and then Li Yunlong proved that he was incompetent one by one, which made him even more resentful.

Another thing is that he was from the Guo army after all. Although he had corrected most of his bad habits and treated his fellow villagers well, he did not think it was a crime to bully "his own people" by bullying the new recruits.

Monk Wei stood with his hands behind his back and gave a lecture like a leader: "How can you, a stinky new recruit, say so many weird things?"

"Boiled!"

Duan Peng couldn't stand it anymore, he threw the broom in his hand and said angrily: "Wei Heshang, you have only been an Eighth Route Army soldier for a few days, and you are pretending here. People who don't know you would think you are a leader! I am fighting against the Japanese, I am here to join Captain Li, not you, who do you think you are?"

"I came here a day earlier than you and I am also a veteran. Veterans' words are orders! Do you understand?"

"I don't understand, what's wrong?"

"I think you deserve a beating, you dare to talk back!"

"you try!"

The two of them were talking more and more aggressively, and were already showing signs of wanting to fight.

"Hmph, kid, I know you've practiced running for your life for a few days, but being able to run doesn't mean you can fight." Monk Wei squinted his eyes and looked at Duan Peng's figure, looking for flaws in him.

"You are just a monk doing odd jobs at Shaolin Temple. You spent a few days carrying water and chopping wood on Shaoshi Mountain, and now you pretend to be a martial arts master when you leave the temple." Duan Peng sneered, "Come and try to touch me?"

"Hey!"

As soon as Duan Peng lost his temper, Monk Wei immediately punched him. But Duan Peng reacted very quickly, raising his elbow to block, and following Wei Dayong's punch, he flew two or three meters away.

"Hmph." Wei Dayong sneered when he saw Duan Peng being knocked back by his punch.

"Okay, you have some brute force, but it's useless." Duan Peng also sneered, pushed the ground with his feet, and rushed over.

The speed was like an arrow shot from a bow. Wei Dayong was startled and subconsciously wanted to step back. However, Duan Peng suddenly turned around and appeared behind Wei Dayong without him noticing, and pressed his elbow to support him.

Wei Dayong's arm went numb, and he knew something was wrong. This guy had a very good grasping hand. Although it was only a slight numbness, the paralysis lasted less than half a second. With their skills, a delay of 0.01 seconds was enough for someone to break their joints.

Fortunately, Wei Dayong was very strong. He twisted his hips and kicked Duan Peng's feet. Shaolin boxing is powerful and heavy. If his kick landed firmly, Duan Peng's two toes would be broken at the very least.

Duan Peng dodged again. He knew that even if Wei Dayong's joints were broken, he would still have a chance to put them back together; if his toes were broken, he would definitely not be able to recover in this battle, and it would also limit his body movements. Duan Peng's evasion was very small, just slightly moving a quarter of his foot, and Wei Dayong's foot would fall into the empty space.

Wei Dayong's heart sank. Damn, this kid is not only good at long-distance attacks, but also good at small-scale maneuvers.

Before the fight, he said that being able to run doesn't mean you can fight. That means being fast in long-distance raids, which is hard to reflect in combat effectiveness, unless you can move at the speed of light and punch the enemy in the face; but if you can move fast in a small area, that's a real advantage. The shorter the distance, the shorter the time required, and the faster the counterattack.

Sure enough, because Duan Peng withdrew his foot with a small amplitude, his upper body hardly moved. As he withdrew his foot, the palm of his hand that was originally intended to dislocate the joint grabbed again.

When Wei Dayong raised his leg, he needed to stretch out his hand to keep his body balanced, and his fingers seemed to be stretched out in front of Duan Peng. In fact, this hand can poke the opponent's eyes and throat at the same time as the leg, but when it comes to a master of grappling like Duan Peng, it is equivalent to revealing a flaw.

In an instant, Duan Peng had grabbed Wei Dayong's fingers, and with just a slight bend, several of his fingers were broken.

"Hey!"

Wei Dayong exhaled and spoke, and the heavy kick stopped abruptly without landing, and he changed direction and kicked Duan Peng's ribs. Soft ribs, this place can't withstand heavy blows, and it can affect Duan Peng's arm strength, not only can it save himself from trouble, but also bring threats to Duan Peng.

Duan Peng turned lightly again, only a dozen degrees, but just enough to avoid Wei Dayong's kick. At the same time, his left hand reached down and got stuck between Wei Dayong's ankles, looking like he was going to break his heel joint.

"Damn it, you are so sinister!"

Wei Dayong yelled and kneeled forward. Duan Peng turned his hand to meet him, but Wei Dayong changed direction and kicked again.

In just over ten seconds, the two men exchanged moves more than a dozen times, almost without leaving the ground beneath their feet. Every move was a combination of defense and offense. They would break the opponent's moves and then attack again, waiting for the opponent to break.

This has become a competition of realms, just like the battle between Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong in the snowy mountains in Jin Yong's works. Whoever fails to break the opponent's moves first will lose.

If the second one comes, let alone Li Yunlong, even if it is Zhang Dabiao, he will be knocked down within three or two moves.

Zhang Dabiao is not an ordinary person. He was born in the 29th Army's Big Sword Team and participated in the Battle of Xifengkou. The sword technique taught in their army is the "Wuji Sword Technique", and the founder is Li Yaochen of Huiyou Escort Agency who fought with He Songling using the "Three Emperors Cannon Hammer". If he can learn this sword technique, his strength is really not weak, and it is relatively easy to beat Li Yunlong.

But considering the current situation, it is not good enough.

Finally, Duan Peng found a flaw in Wei Dayong and inserted his bare hands into Wei Dayong's legs. Just when he was about to break Wei Dayong's joints, he was met with a knee strike from Wei Dayong who had appeared out of nowhere.

"Tom!"

The hands were definitely not as strong as the legs, and Duan Peng's strength was not as strong as Wei Dayong's. After a dull thud, Duan Peng used the force of the collision to float away again. Although his feet were still stable, his hands were shaking slightly.

"How about it, new recruit, are you convinced?" Wei Dayong asked, staring at Duan Peng's slightly trembling hands.

(End of this chapter)