From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Chapter 20: Ranked among the top masters in the first battle and ranked as the best punch!
In the woods, a figure was moving through the trees. It took a step and was already thirty or four feet away. With strong energy, the fallen leaves were already flying before its feet touched the ground, giving off a kind of charm similar to Lie Zi riding the wind.

This person was Xu Xing.

He closed his eyes and recalled the words of the Sanfeng Blood Sutra, but his body naturally avoided all obstacles, as if heaven and earth had opened up a path of their own.

Ever since he was struck by thunder, Xu Xing has become more and more sensitive to the changes in the yin and yang between heaven and earth. When he read the Sanfeng Blood Classic again, he could sense a different flavor.

In Xu Xing's eyes now, these words were like tracks of thunder across the sky and earth, as if they would transform into dragons and snakes at any time, break free from the lifeless book, and fly into the air.

Following behind him were Qi Dazhui, Xiyu and a group of people.

With perception far superior to that of an ordinary grandmaster, Xu Xing had just led his apprentices to annihilate another team led by a great boxer.

Losing three great boxers in one day would definitely break one's heart even for a master like Zhu Polong who had a great family and wealth.

In front of us is the junction of the official road and the forest.

In the distance, the weathered buildings that had been ravaged by war were already in sight. At that moment, almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt fatigue and exhaustion surging like a tide.

No matter how determined you are to fight or how excited you are, the human body has its limits.

Even the masters cannot escape this law, let alone the novices who have just touched the threshold of understanding the power.

Xu Xing suddenly stopped and said slowly:

"You guys go into the city, I'll go back."

Xiyu was the first to react and blurted out in surprise:

"Zhu Polong is here?"

Xu Xing smiled and said lightly:
"It's not that he's here, but that I'm going to look for him. Instead of going through the mountains and plains searching for Qi Yuanjing and the little monk, I might as well spend some time to make Zhu Polong too busy to care about other things and have to reduce his strength."

Xiyu immediately understood Xu Xing's meaning. Since they couldn't find it, they might as well change their thinking and interfere with the other party's search.

To achieve this goal, the best way is, of course, to stop the leading master, Zhu Polong, or even injure him.

Although she understood, she still felt it was too risky and said solemnly:
"Zhu Polong is not someone you can easily deal with. You..."

However, Xu Xing did not give her the chance to speak. He turned around and dived into the jungle, leaning forward and moving forward like a strange snake leaping out of the water plants, running fast along the ground and suddenly disappearing into the distance.

Seeing that he was unable to stop them, Xiyu could only act as a leader, urging everyone to rush to Taizhou City as soon as possible while Xu Xing was stopping Zhu Polong.

Qi Dazhu, who was holding the iron rod, saw Xiyu frowning and looking serious, and couldn't help but ask humbly:

"Master Yu, you seem to have no confidence in my master?

Is this Zhu Po Long really so terrifying?"

Seeing Qi Dazhu like this, Xiyu sighed and told him a secret that no one knew about.

In the past, when the imperial court summoned experts to sneak into the Wa country to test Zhu Tiandu's strength, the leader in charge of the team was none other than the Chakravartin.

Although Xiyu didn't know the details of that battle, she knew that the Chakravartin returned empty-handed and was stopped by Zhu Polong without even seeing Zhu Tiandu.

She had also heard the Wheel-Turning King sigh that if Zhu Tiandu could really accomplish the great task of subverting the southeast and shattering the mountains and rivers, then this Zhu Polong would be able to take advantage of the situation, transform from a crocodile into a dragon, and become the next Baolong Prince who would overturn the world.

After saying this, the female swordsman smiled bitterly and said:
"Now, you should know why I have no hope. Although Master Xu has done many amazing things, he is still young after all.

His boxing skills and physical strength have not yet reached the peak, and he lacks the experience of competing with masters.

Zhu Polong is a master who was trained by Zhu Tiandu. He is now over 40 years old and his body and mind are in the best condition of his life. If they really fight, I am afraid..."

After hearing this, many apprentices showed disapproval on their faces.

But Qi Dazhu was, after all, a martial artist who was close to a great boxer, so he naturally would not be as blindly obedient as an ordinary apprentice. As soon as he heard Xiyu's words, he knew that Xiyu was not making random comments, but had reasons and evidence.

Qi Dazhu hesitated for a moment and said:
"With Master's personality, if he encounters an enemy, there is no reason for him to flee without a fight. He will attack no matter what.

I heard that he had fought with Zhu Polong before. Even if he can't win today, he should be able to escape unscathed.

Well, in this case, we must not waste this precious time and fail to live up to his efforts."

Although Xu Xing was just a young man, Xiyu didn't think there was anything wrong with addressing him as "old man". Instead, she nodded and agreed:
"Master Xu should have made the same plan. I will cover the rear, and you will lead the way. We should try to reach Taizhou City as soon as possible, so that Master Xu can stop worrying and avoid getting hurt."

Qi Dazhu nodded and said nothing, but his mind was still recalling and trying to figure out Xu Xing's departure.

These days, Xu Xing has given the Sanfeng Blood Sutra to Qi Dazhu for safekeeping. He has also read its contents several times, but in the end he gained nothing.

But today, after seeing the skills Xu Xing just displayed, Qi Dazhu couldn't help but think of the words in the scriptures that were like flying dragons and snakes, with profound and meaningful strokes.

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In the forest, Zhu Polong was walking forward. His steps were extremely heavy and strong. Every step he took shook the ground and left a series of deep footprints.

The dense jungle ended with the big tree in front of him, and in front was a hillside with sparse vegetation. Extending up, there was a steep cliff with different cross-sections.

Due to continuous heavy rains, the humidity in the mountains is very high, and a thin mist has accumulated, lightly covering the cliffs, making it difficult to see clearly. All one can see are slanting tree trunks and branches, hanging green vines, rugged rocks, shadowy figures, and an extremely steep and dangerous scene.

But Zhu Polong had no intention of taking a detour. He moved his hands and feet at the same time, like four steel drills and iron awls, chiseling holes in the cliff and climbing up almost vertically.

Since we are looking for someone, climbing high and looking far is naturally the best option.

Soon, Zhu Polong climbed to the top of the cliff and looked out. Even though there was thick fog and dense forests ahead, it was difficult to block his master-level vision.

At this moment, Zhu Polong suddenly felt something strange and turned his head abruptly.

Under the cliff, there was a thick branch extending obliquely. The leaves on the branch suddenly trembled and shook, and a figure rose into the sky, rushing towards Zhu Polong with a tremendous force!

Zhu Polong's grandmaster fist was activated instinctively, and the extremely strong and brutal fist intent was concentrated in his eyes, sweeping out violently with the force of trapping a dragon and ascending to the sky.

With just one glance, Xu Xing seemed to have returned to several years ago and relive the tragic defeat.

He felt like he was floating in a dark abyss, facing a violent storm, lightning and thunder, but he could hardly hear any sound, only a cold feeling of falling gradually into the dark abyss.

That was the closest Xu Xing had ever been to death in his life.

If he had not died once in his previous life, it would have been impossible for him to escape from this near-death crisis and force his body to swim to the shore.

Xu Xing couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

This person has really improved a lot. If that punch had been so vicious, I would have been buried in the sea, but...

For me now, this is not enough!

Xu Xingxuan raised his eyebrows and looked back proudly.

Zhu Polong only felt as if a majestic roc flapped its wings and took off from the man's body, soaring into the sky.

The Peng bird has a defiant look in its eyes, its color is pure green, and when it flaps its wings, its feathers spread out like thousands of sharp swords drawn from their sheaths, trying to break through the cage of heaven and earth and break free from the torrent of the secular world.

Even though he knew it was an illusion, Zhu Polong still heard a long and awe-inspiring whistle. When fighting against an opponent of the same level, Zhu Polong was confident that he would never lose to anyone.

But he had to admit that he had already lost the first move in the eye contact just now.

This crocodile god who roamed the world was unexpectedly discovered by the other party in the mountains and forests.

This means that this strange master's perception is even better than his own.

Even more than one step!
Xu Xing's fist fell at this moment!

Before the war, Xu Xingben still had the idea of ​​finding Zhu Polong to verify what he had learned and to settle old scores.

But when he broke Zhu Polong's fist and really saw this familiar enemy, he did not have any hatred or concern in his heart, he just naturally threw out an Eagle Claw move.

This move cannot be described as perfect, because Xu Xing's movements and posture are far from the standard boxing stance, yet it has a sense of simplicity, naturalness and spontaneity.

Zhu Polong saw the figure with its back to the sunlight, like a roc with its wings spread out in the clouds, soaring up to 90,000 miles. With a flap of its wings and a leap, it was about to block out the scorching sun that hung high in the sky and illuminated the world!

This kind of peerless boxing style, which seems to be a lone figure in the world and looks down on the world, is something Zhu Polong has never seen in his life.

He simply couldn't imagine what kind of madman could come up with such an extraordinary and proud feeling.

Even his adoptive father Zhu Tiandu, at the height of his power, did not have such an arrogant attitude!

Zhu Polong didn't know that Xu Xing was not an arrogant lunatic.

He was able to develop this kind of boxing spirit purely because, for a modern man like Xu Xing, there are too many people and things in this world that he cannot stand.

Xu Xingben was a man of strong character and a stubborn mind. He was also quite good at boxing. He could barely stand his ground and hold his head high in the secular world, so naturally he was unwilling to give in.

Xu Wei once commented on his nephew, saying that he was gentle and refined in daily life, but when it came to the critical moment, he would go to extremes and would not compromise at all. He was a born warrior and no matter how much he read, he could not change his nature.

Therefore, this sense of being above and beyond the world does not come from arrogance, but from a lifetime of stubbornness and uprightness.

Wherever the Tao is, I will go there, even if there are tens of thousands of people around!
No matter how powerful a master is, after jumping up and landing, his blood and qi will fluctuate due to the recoil force, which will delay the whole body's strength for a moment.

In the eyes of strong men of the same level, this is a fatal flaw, so there is an old saying in the martial arts world that "strength starts from the ground."

Generally speaking, this kind of blow that takes advantage of the momentum to fall is the ultimate killer move that determines life or death, and victory or defeat.

Just like the jump attack that Inoue Jushiro made in the prison to destroy himself and Xu Xing together.

But Xu Xing actually used this self-sacrificing skill in front of a great master like Zhu Polong as soon as the battle started, which was simply against the common sense of martial arts.

What’s even more terrifying is that in this situation, his punches are so powerful that it’s almost unbelievable.

Even though Zhu Polong was listed on the first page of "Wu Zhi Lu" and was considered one of the top ten masters in the world, he could not find a way to break this fist that was nearly impeccable, with the fist intention, fist strength, and fist spirit all fused into one.

It can be said that even without looking at the battle record, just based on this one punch, Xu Xing has already been ranked among the best in the world in Zhu Polong's heart.

His past experience of winning thousands of bloody battles, and even his body's instincts, were telling him eight words.

Don't fight it! Retreat quickly!

Sensing this humiliating retreat, Zhu Polong became extremely angry, ferocious, and violent!

Having been in charge of the affairs of the thirty-six ships for many years, Zhu Polong had already developed a brutal and unrestrained arrogance. He became more and more arrogant and reckless in his actions.

How could such a person retreat so easily? !

Instead of retreating, Zhu Polong stood up and shook his body, swaying his shoulders and turning his hips, and came right below Xu Xing in one step, like a crocodile dividing the water. Although his body was huge, he was incredibly agile.

His arms were rotated inward and outward, revealing two sunken grooves. He raised them as if he was carrying a tripod. The crocodile head tattoo on his chest also opened its bloody mouth, as if it wanted to tear Xu Xing into pieces and swallow him whole.

The crocodile is the most agile creature in the water. It has the ability to float on water and the power to overturn rivers and seas!

Although Zhu Polong's boxing style is also derived from the dragon shape and has the same origin as Inoue Jusanro, it does not have the spirit of searching bones and probing claws at all. Instead, it is another completely different change.

It is conceivable that if Xu Xing had preconceived ideas and used the experience of dealing with Inoue Jusanro to target Zhu Polong, he would certainly be caught off guard by him and lose the rhythm of attack from the very beginning.

But ever since Xu Xing broke Zhu Polong's fist intention, he has entered into a vague and almost unconscious state of "no fist, no intention".

He didn't care how Zhu Polong would respond, nor did he think about how to restrain the opponent's boxing. He just clapped and chopped down with an eagle-clawing move.

Xu Xing's punch did not seem like a martial arts attack, but rather like he was showing off his overly vigorous and overly intense life and will.

With a loud bang, a deep depression appeared within a three-foot radius with Zhu Polong as the center. His burly body was like an ancient bell, vibrating and buzzing continuously. His legs were pressed into a half squat, sinking deeply into the ground.

It was not until this moment that Zhu Polong broke free from Xu Xing's fist and intention, saw the recognizable handsome face clearly, and recognized that he was the madman who had been punched by him.

——How could he still be alive?

Zhu Polong was much more surprised than Inoue Jusanro.

Because only he himself knew how many tricks he used in that battle.

But in this surprise, a kind of enlightenment also emerged.

——If it is this person, then it is understandable that he developed such a rebellious boxing spirit that wants to break free from the dust and the constraints of heaven and earth!

However Xu Xing ignored all this and after opening the game with an Eagle Claw move, he naturally twisted his heels and pushed off the ground. His legs, hands, and even his entire body were stretched like a bowstring. He walked in the center, stepped on the center line, and pressed forward step by step.

With every step he took, he unleashed a series of punches with surging force, as if he had the upper hand and was determined to kill Zhu Polong on the spot!
Although Zhu Polong's blood was shaken by the opening punch, he was, after all, a senior master who had immersed himself in martial arts for decades.

He had fought in more than a thousand battles, both big and small, in his life, and the combat experience he had accumulated was unimaginable for a young man like Xu Xing.

It is this experience that enables Zhu Polong to be prepared even in the most critical moments.

He used the strength of his hands, feet, shoulders and hips to move his body backwards to the edge of the cliff, only half a step away from falling.

It was this desperate situation that aroused Zhu Polong's ferocity and fighting spirit. His two strong arms were straight, his joints were tight like mortise and tenon joints, his skin was loose, and his strength flowed through without any obstruction.
Xu Xing only felt that Zhu Polong's arm was like a flagpole with a leather flag hanging on it. The flag swayed and spread, stirring up the wind and clouds, rolling up turbulent air currents, and wrapping towards him.

This move is called "Mo Qi Bao Gun", which is a killer move in spear and stick techniques. The stick becomes round, but it is not a complete blockade. Instead, it lurks with murderous intent, ready to be used, and changes according to the incoming force.

This move is used in boxing. Originally the boxer has to wear a long robe with sleeves like flags in order to wrap up the enemy's strength. His hands then act like long spears. As long as the opponent is rolled up by his sleeves, he can take advantage of the opportunity to kill him with one blow.

But Zhu Polong was able to achieve this transformation even with his upper body naked and without wearing sleeves.

Because he has practiced this move into his muscles, bones, skin and flesh. It's not that his hands are like guns and his sleeves are like flags, but his muscles and bones are like guns and his flesh is like flags!
Then the long stick leaped and turned into dragons and snakes, the big flag fluttered and turned into waves. The inanimate objects had been endowed with spirituality, and the "grinding flag and holding stick" that were lying in wait naturally became the unpredictable "dragons and snakes rolling in the waves".

Zhu Polong's strategy to save the situation was simple.

Although Xu Xing is also a man with an upright figure, he is still far behind Zhu Polong, a giant who is so muscular that he is almost inhuman.

Therefore, Zhu Polong decided to use the arm span advantage brought by his physique and adopt the long fist style to keep the enemy outside the center.

But no matter how brilliant Zhu Polong's response was, one thing was undeniable: this battle between masters had just begun and he was already at a disadvantage!

(End of this chapter)