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Chapter 86 Black Dragon Eighteen Moves

The afternoon sun was blocked by the villa. In the cool shade of the backyard, Gao Dongxu and Leng Feng stood opposite each other with agile figures, and a competition was about to begin.

Gao Dongxu is taller than Leng Feng. As he exerts force, his muscles begin to tense up and his eyes reveal an excited fighting spirit.

After being nourished by spiritual energy, his physical fitness has far surpassed that of ordinary people, and his fists and kicks contain amazing power. He has tried it, and whether it is punching or kicking, he can easily reach a thousand pounds.

Leng Feng on the opposite side had a stern face and eyes as sharp as an eagle. He did not underestimate Gao Dongxu. He believed that what Gao Dongxu said was not bragging. In this kind of competition, his military fighting skills and killing techniques might not be able to take advantage of Sanda skills. Fortunately, his other skills were not bad either.

"Be careful, I'm really strong, I'm not bragging." Gao Dongxu said with a smile as he collided his fists with his fists wearing fighting gloves.

"Come on--" Leng Feng made a classic military boxing fighting start.

With a low "Here it comes——", Gao Dongxu took the lead in launching the attack. His body swayed like a tiger descending from the mountain, and a "supporting hammer" from Bajiquan whizzed out. The wind from his fist was fierce, and it went straight to Leng Feng's chest with a sound of breaking through the air.

Leng Feng didn't dodge or evade, his body slightly tilting, narrowly avoiding the blow. At the same time, he swiftly thrust out his right hand, attempting to control Gao Dongxu's arm with a grappling technique from military combat. However, Gao Dongxu's strength was beyond imagination. With a flick of his arm, he deflected Leng Feng's counterattack, then spun around and delivered a whip kick to Leng Feng's waist with the sound of wind and thunder.

Facing this overwhelming attack, Leng Feng demonstrated his amazing speed and flexibility. His body almost slid along the ground, avoiding the kick at an incredible angle.

Leng Feng's expression changed slightly and he shook his hands. Although he was wearing half-finger fighting gloves, he was still shocked by Gao Dongxu's tremendous strength.

Faced with such a powerful opponent, Leng Feng knew that a head-on confrontation was not the best strategy, so he began to use his speed advantage, constantly moving around the edge of Gao Dongxu's attack, looking for opportunities to counterattack.

Gao Dongxu's attack became increasingly fierce, with every punch and kick throwing with all his might, but Leng Feng always managed to escape danger with his super-fast reactions and movements. After more than a dozen moves, Gao Dongxu also slowed down the speed and frequency of his punches, looking for Leng Feng's weaknesses before striking again. His offensive was no longer as impenetrable as it had been at the beginning.

At this moment, Leng Feng seized the opportunity. He suddenly accelerated, like a flash of red lightning, and instantly approached Gao Dongxu, unleashing a series of military combat combos like a violent storm. Although Gao Dongxu was extremely powerful, he gradually became powerless under Leng Feng's swift and tidal attacks, and his defense began to show flaws.

Finally, after Leng Feng landed a precise side kick on Gao Dongxu's calf, Gao Dongxu lost his balance. Leng Feng seized the opportunity and delivered a knee strike to his abdomen. Even with protective gear on, Gao Dongxu still felt a sharp pain and involuntarily took several steps back. He eventually stumbled and squatted, clutching his liver. With a wry smile, he waved to Leng Feng, signaling the end of the sparring match.

The battle ended, and Leng Feng stood back, his gaze devoid of smugness, instead filled with a hint of respect. Gao Dongxu struggled to his feet, taking a deep breath to regulate his breathing and soothe the pain. He looked at Leng Feng with a wry smile filled with admiration and said, "You're incredibly fast. Even if I have great strength, it's useless if I can't touch you..."

Leng Feng bared his teeth, shook his arms, and said, "But you can't stand a single blow. How can you have such great strength? To be honest, you can definitely learn boxing. You will definitely win an Olympic gold medal..."

"It's innate. If I didn't have good physical fitness, I probably wouldn't have survived the car accident two years ago..." Gao Dongxu found an irrefutable excuse to prove his innate strength.

"Yeah." Leng Feng knew all of this and didn't want to bring up sad memories, so he changed the subject and said, "Your physical fitness, strength, and resilience are all natural advantages of yours. Next, we can intensify sparring to improve your reaction speed. Your punches and kicks must be faster than your thoughts. At the same time, hone your own set of fighting skills, rather than sticking to so-called moves. Your Bajiquan moves are too deliberate. They're fine against ordinary people, and they're indeed very impressive, but against a killer or soldier fighting for their life, you won't have any chance to attack again..."

"Are fists and feet faster than brains?" Gao Dongxu asked, frowning. "Yes, in a life-or-death struggle, life and death hang by a thread. By the time you're thinking about how to strike a fatal blow, your opponent's fist has already struck you in the vitals. So, you have to train your body to use its instincts, not your brain. You can even use random punches. As long as you can knock down or kill your opponent, it doesn't matter if the moves are good-looking or not. That's not important..."

Leng Feng walked up to Gao Dongxu while talking, and with extremely fast speed, he punched him in the eye and chopped his throat with his palm. Gao Dongxu subconsciously blocked it, and Leng Feng raised his foot and kicked him in the balls...

"Damn, so vicious--" Gao Dongxu turned pale and quickly jumped back, tightening his legs.

"Showing mercy to the enemy is equivalent to suicide. This is the lesson my comrades paid for with their lives—" Leng Feng's face was cold, with a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes, and he said to Gao Dongxu very seriously.

"Okay, I understand." Gao Dongxu said seriously.

"I'm teaching you these skills, all lethal techniques. I hope you won't need them on ordinary people again. I'll teach you the Eighteen Black Dragon Grappling Techniques, which are tailored to highlight your strength advantage. These are a set of boxing techniques developed by the Longjiang Armed Police through years of experience and actual combat to defeat the enemy..."

"Eighteen Hands of the Black Dragon?!" Gao Dongxu's eyes lit up, and he smiled excitedly, "It's very famous."

"Yes, it's indeed very famous. It's a powerful fighting style. The most important foundational skills are arm strength, wrist strength, and finger strength. It's a high-intensity, hard-hitting, life-threatening style. When practicing, you must maintain a ruthless mentality and be ruthless in your attacks... Of course, you can't master this style by blindly practicing it on your own. You must be a veteran who has mastered the Eighteen Moves, practice sparring for a long time, learn, improve, and integrate the skills until it becomes a natural instinct, and every move you make is a sure kill!"

Since Leng Feng only agreed to stay for two months, and after a series of Gao Dongxu's behaviors and side observations, Leng Feng decided to directly teach Gao Dongxu the Black Dragon Eighteen Free Hands. First, it is really suitable for Gao Dongxu's strength type, and second, two months is just enough time for Gao Dongxu to practice to a small success. As long as there is no master's guidance and uninterrupted sparring, Gao Dongxu's Black Dragon Eighteen Hands will be stuck in the controllable range of small success.

Leng Feng decided to hold back. After all, his understanding of Gao Dongxu was too superficial to tell whether he was really good or bad. He agreed to be his bodyguard and mentor for two months because of the chief's request. Of course, he also needed some money.

"Come on, I'll teach you the eighteen moves first. After you've mastered them, we can break them down and practice against each other..."

"Okay——" Gao Dongxu was excited and eager to try.

Leng Feng smiled and began to perform the Eighteen Hands Starting Position, while explaining, "Based on the standing position, step back with your right foot to the right, shoulder-width apart, and at the same time, turn your body slightly to the left, naturally straighten your legs, and point your toes to the side... Remember, the key is to step back quickly, with your center of gravity on your back leg, and face the enemy sideways.

The first move is "Blue Dragon Claw," also known as "Empty-handed Blade Seizure."

Gao Dongxu studied seriously with great concentration, keeping Leng Feng's every move in mind. With his current memory and mental strength, he couldn't say that he would be able to learn it after just one look, but he could definitely remember it all after just one look and imitate it.

Leng Feng was really shocked that Gao Dongxu could perform so well after only watching it once.

Is this the difference between people?

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