Earth Cinema

Chapter 287 The outcome is decided
"kill!"

In the mist and dust, a figure suddenly swept away the smoke and dust and flew out.

It was Xiahou Wu.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flew out.

Feng Yuxiu held a steel bar in his hand and pointed it at Xiahou Wu's chest. The attack was extremely fast and powerful. If it hit the target, even if Xiahou Wu had made some progress in his horizontal training, he would still be seriously injured.

Fortunately, Xiahou Wu was quick-witted and grabbed the stick, then turned around and kicked Feng Yuxiu.

But unexpectedly, Feng Yuxiu's movements were faster. He had no intention of achieving any success with this stick, but just wanted to force Xiahou Wu to parry and thus reveal a flaw.

Baji-Dingxin Elbow!
Feng Yuxiu suddenly approached and struck out with an elbow. The elbow was so fast and fierce that it hit Xiahou Wu right in the chest. Before Xiahou Wu could react, he was knocked away.

Hit the wall hard.

The body hit the thick wall with a dull sound and fell to the ground.

puff!
Xiahou Wu stood up and spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face was pale.

Although there were still no scars on his body, his internal organs had already been corroded by Feng Yuxiu's dark energy and he was seriously injured.

This is the end.

The outcome has been decided.

Shan Ying quickly ran forward and supported Xiahou Wu, "Brother, how are you?"

"you lose."

Feng Yuxiu turned his head to look at Su Liang and the others not far away. His eyes hidden in the hood flashed. Seeing that they had no intention of attacking him, he turned his gaze back to Xiahou Wu.

He threw the steel rod in his hand away.

The steel rod shot out like a sharp arrow and pierced into the wall in the distance.

"After today, everything between us is written off."

Feng Yuxiu raised his head and slowly took off his hood, revealing his rough face. He said in a low and hoarse voice, "Xiahou Wu, you are no longer the goal I have been striving for."

"I won't kill you this time."

"As the person who guided and taught me Kung Fu, I have always regarded you as the person I want to pursue in my heart."

"But, after today, it won't be the case anymore."

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Xiahou Wu remained silent.

He admitted his defeat, but the unwillingness and desire for martial arts were boiling in his heart, and his desire to become stronger became even stronger.

"Yes, remember this feeling."

As if sensing Xiahou Wu's inner changes, Feng Yuxiu said.

"As a person of the same kind as me, I understand you. Your heart should be the same as mine. You both desire to improve your martial arts and are excited about defeating a master. You are just restrained by constraints and worldly boredom, so you are stagnant."

"I was very disappointed before. After all, you were the only person I thought could be my rival, but you tied your own hands for others. But in this world, everything is different."

Feng Yuxiu paused for a long time before he slowly spoke in a sinister tone, "This world is huge and exciting, and there are many more masters."

"After that, I will leave Tianbei City to look for more masters. I hope that when we meet again, you will still be the Xiahou Wu I know, an opponent I recognize."

After saying that, Feng Yuxiu turned around and no longer paid attention to Xiahou Wu. Instead, he looked at Su Liang standing beside him. He looked at the mask and stopped.

"It's spread all over Tianbei City that this mask represents the strongest in Tianbei City."

Feng Yuxiu stared at the opera mask on Su Liang's face that was neither smiling nor laughing. His eyes were like those of a vicious wolf. He clasped his hands together casually and said, "I am Feng Yuxiu. I would like to learn a few moves from you."

Su Liang looked at Feng Yuxiu.

Recalling the rainy day when he committed his first murder, and his first meeting with Feng Yuxiu, they just passed each other by. It was also the first time that he understood the rules of the movie theater.

Although he was surprised that Feng Yuxiu appeared in the real world, he never thought that the day would come when he would fight Feng Yuxiu.

If it was at that time.

He is definitely not a match for Feng Yuxiu, now.
Su Liang stepped forward and landed on the scaffolding not far in front of Feng Yuxiu, and handed the sword in his hand to Gong Er who was standing beside him.

He waved at Feng Yuxiu.

"Come!"

Feng Yuxiu suddenly raised his head, lowered his body, and rushed forward, punching Su Liang in the face. The speed of this punch was even faster than when he fought with Xiahou Wu.

Su Liang changed his pace and turned sideways to avoid the punch. At the same time, he put his right hand in front of him to block Feng Yuxiu's change of move, and then pushed forward.

The center is sealed on the chest.

Just a light palm strike was enough to make Feng Yuxiu feel like he was hit hard.

Gong Er's eyes lit up when he saw it.

This move was one of the sixty-four hand techniques of her Gong family.

Bang bang bang!
Such a strong force.

Feng Yuxiu couldn't help but take several steps back. He was horrified in his heart, but his eyes were full of excitement. He raised his head and saw Su Liang standing there waving at him.

His face twitched a few times, then he moved forward.

The moves were even more brutal, and all kinds of tricks, harmful moves, and killing moves were used one after another. Unfortunately, his speed and strength were far inferior to Su Liang's, and they had memorized and mastered these boxing techniques in countless copies.

So no matter what moves he used, Su Liang could easily dodge and parry them.

It was as easy and fun as playing with a child.

Xiahou Wu stared blankly.

Thinking back to a few months ago, when the two had just met, Su Liang was just an ordinary person who knew a little bit of martial arts, and he was no match for him at all when they fought.

Now he was easily toying with his hard-fought opponent.

Has the gap become so big?

Shan Ying didn't feel much moved when she saw it. When Su Liang appeared in front of her, his strength was much higher than hers.

Looking at Feng Yuxiu who was becoming more and more excited and crazy.

Su Liang's eyes moved.

I won’t play with you anymore.

With a thought, the internal force in his dantian suddenly accelerated and was continuously transmitted to all parts of his body. Feng Yuxiu, who was originally still able to hold on, suddenly felt a powerful force coming from the place where they fought.

That kind of force.

It is as heavy as a mountain and as endless as the tide.

He pressed straight towards him, and he had to roll over backwards to use the momentum to release the force, then like a scorpion swinging its tail, he kicked at the opponent with his hind legs in the air.

Su Liang slapped him with his palm.

Feng Yuxiu only felt as if the sole of his foot was hit by a hammer, and with extremely violent force. With a crisp cracking sound, the whole person flew backwards.

Before I could stand firmly on the ground, I saw a figure flash in front of me.

Su Liang came to Feng Yuxiu.

His right hand was extremely decisive. He stretched his palm forward and directly supported Feng Yuxiu's neck.

So fast!

Feng Yuxiu narrowed his eyes slightly and did not dare to be careless. Although the opponent's move was simple and there was nothing special about it, its speed was incredibly fast.

So fast that he could hardly react.

Before he could react, the palm was just a hair's breadth away from his neck, but fortunately, years of martial arts training had made the habit ingrained in his bones.

The brain didn't react, but the body was already moving.

But in such a hurry, he only had time to hold it with his arms.

Feng Yuxiu only felt a numbness in his arm, and the huge impact force instantly caused the entire bone to move out of its original position.

I couldn't help but groan.

Click.

His left arm suddenly dropped limply, and then he felt a tightness in his chest. He flew backwards and fell to the ground, raising a little smoke and dust.

Su Liang looked at Feng Yuxiu, who looked miserable, and withdrew his hand.

"You didn't kill me just now, so I won't kill you now."

Feng Yuxiu raised his head and stared at Su Liang for a long time, then suddenly grinned, as if he had found his target, "Feng Yuxiu, I want to ask for your advice."

Then he turned around, covered his arm, and limped away.

Looking at Feng Yuxiu's back, Su Liang shook his head. What a martial arts fanatic.

Compared with other audiences, Feng Yuxiu is too pure.

However, this is how martial arts work. When faced with an opponent who is much stronger and faster than you, there is no way to win.

Only some miraculous skills and unique secret techniques can allow the weak to defeat the strong, but that involves other aspects.

The internal force output of the moves, and some characteristics.

For example, the Nine Yang Divine Art and the Book of the Exorcist Sword are quite typical, with extreme speed and extremely rich and powerful internal force.

Feng Yuxiu did not practice martial arts that relied on internal energy, but instead used internal energy to enhance his boxing skills.

Although he took a different approach and made up for the power of bare-handed boxing, making him very balanced in all aspects, he also fell into the vicious circle of boxing.

As long as the strength and speed are a little higher, it seems that there is no limit.

But this does not mean that Feng Yuxiu is weak.

But when it comes to internal strength, he is much stronger than Feng Yuxiu, and he is practicing the magical skill of Rama's internal strength, so his internal strength is pure and profound.

Feng Yuxiu cannot compare to him in terms of speed and strength.

In the era of inner strength, a magical skill is enough to bring about a transformation in a person.

If not, why would someone be so keen on the magical book?

Even if they have the same internal strength, even if there are dozens of people practicing ordinary internal skills, they cannot defeat a person who practices divine skills.

Strike out with one move.

Unparalleled.

(End of this chapter)