Chapter 9: So many things are always urgent
Although he had many thoughts, the middle-aged man acted very quickly. Without seeing how he moved, several flying needles suddenly shot out and went straight towards Xu Xing.
Fortunately, Xu Xing had already noticed that there were hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this living room. There were many masters scattered in all directions.
Any of his actions in the fighting room just now were like the layout of a national player, responding to the overall situation, and leaving enough power to deal with sneak attacks in the dark.
Therefore, as soon as the middle-aged man takes action, Xu Xing will feel something and have countermeasures.
He first hit Xiaoyu's sword with a stick, sending her flying out with the sword, and then using the force, he jumped outside the round table and leaned down to avoid the flying needle.
Xiao Yu couldn't bear such force, even the water-proofing sword in her hand was pressed close to her shoulder, and the remaining force penetrated the sword body and hit her white collarbone until it turned purple.
When Xu Xing stood up, he stretched one foot forward, pressed it against the edge of the table, hooked and turned it over, and raised the tabletop with a spear-like force like "fishing for the moon under the sea".
The wooden table turned from side to side and stood in front of Xu Xing, like a thick wooden wall.
After kicking out, Xu Xing's right foot landed heavily, the sole of the foot turned horizontally, the tendons on the inner thigh and calf twisted, the sole of the foot lifted slightly, and then he stomped the ground hard.
This is the power of Xinyi Quan, which is exerted by Xu Xing's leg skills that he has practiced hard for nearly 20 years. It is three to four times more powerful than a fist.
The stone paved on the floor suddenly shattered, and the entire right foot sank deeply into the ground. A force spun up, causing the waist to rotate, the hips to rotate, the body to move, and the left leg was kicked on the wooden table.
The wooden table was kicked so fast that it spun in the air and flew away, like a large millstone that was rotated to the extreme, broke its axis, and crashed straight out.
You can imagine how terrifying this power is. If it hits an ordinary person, the muscles and bones will be broken in an instant, and the flesh and blood will turn into mud.
With the middle-aged man's helping hand, the female swordsman Xiao Yu finally regained her composure and stabilized her staggering body. She originally wanted to raise her sword and kill again, but saw the wooden table spinning towards her, so she had to cast "White Snake on the Grass" first. "The fists were used to dodge.
She stretched her left leg forward, bent her right leg at the knee, and leaned forward, pressing her back down, as if she suddenly turned into a spiritual snake, leaning down and scurrying into the grass, clinging to the ground, avoiding this unstoppable "wooden millstone" ".
Even so, the strong wind also tore off bunches of Xiao Yu's black hair. As soon as the hair strands broke, they were wrapped up by the wooden table and continued to rush forward.
The specifications of this living room are unusual. The large round table was set up by Shen Yishi for a banquet with Zheng Michang and others. It is surrounded by screens to avoid people's eyes and ears.
About ten steps away from the round table is the private back room where Zheng Michang, Ma Ningyuan and others are talking. The tables, chairs, plaques, and hanging screens are all arranged in two rows, showing their grandeur.
But Xu Xing's kick was so powerful that the solid wood round table first flew into the air, three feet above the ground, then suddenly crossed the distance, and suddenly crashed into the back hall.
In his hands, this luxurious furniture has turned into a powerful weapon designed for slaughter.
At this moment, everyone felt Xu Xing's decisive attitude of eradicating the roots and leaving no one alive.
The wind blew continuously, as if a series of firecrackers were exploding in the air.
The screens and windows in the entire living room were shaken and rattled, and the hanging paintings and calligraphy and tablecloths were also fluttering, like flags fluttering and hunting.
Xu Xing and the female swordsman's attack was so fast that Zheng Michang and others were dazzled and had no time to escape.
Seeing this big round table flying towards him with such a violent attitude, Zheng Mi Chang's chest immediately tightened, his teeth bumped up and down, and his whole body was numb like a stroke, unable to move at all.
He never imagined that there could be such a vicious assassin in the world.
Damn it, if you don't say a word, you will be punished by the whole house?
Before Ma Ningyuan could say a curse word, he held it back. The air in the hall seemed to be drained out, his chest tightened, his face was blue, and he almost lost his breath.
Only Shen Yishi could remain calm for the time being.
Fortunately, the middle-aged Lei Bin still has some energy left.
I saw him inhale suddenly, inflating the membranes all over his body, and his clothes expanded and swayed from the inside out. He exerted his energy with rolling steps, put his foot on the ground, rushed forward, and stopped in front of the wooden table.
Grinding step, commonly known as "grinding circles", the soles of the feet grind, the heels grind, the movement makes the circle form, and the step takes root.
Lei Bin's grinding step has reached an extremely high level. He can grind the strength of the soles of his feet into a thin thread and take root everywhere. When his feet move, the stone floor will be deeply sunken and small round pits will be created.
He ground his feet, twisted his waist, followed this spiral force, and covered the wooden table with his palms.
With a bang, the entire wooden table was broken at every inch, split into a pile of wood pieces, fell to the ground, and shattered into thin sawdust.
This shows how powerful this palm is.
Xu Xing saw that this was the Kung Fu of continuous and short fighting. When he practiced boxing in the north, he had seen some masters of continuous fighting, but none of them had Lei Bin's advanced state of "stretching like clouds and forming a circle."
Xu Xing also understood why this man's flying needle was so hidden.
The continuous short fighting focuses on refining the skin and meat. Once you reach the level of a great boxer in body training, you can combine the twisting power of the skin and the explosive power of the meat into one.
Therefore, when Lei Bin shoots flying needles, he doesn't need to use his muscles and bones at all. He can shoot flying needles from all over his body with just a shock of his skin and flesh.
This is the realm of two levels of body refining, skin refining and flesh refining.
If Xu Xing was only slightly surprised, then Lei Bin was shocked, shocked, and even horrified!
He never expected that Xu Xing would still have such tyrannical power after repelling Xiao Yu. He just kicked out a wooden table and had to use all his strength to deal with it.
If this person had just killed him with a stick, I'm afraid...
Thinking about the strategy to deal with the enemy, Lei Bin frowned. He had to admit that this was a formidable enemy that he had never seen before.
Xiaoyu also picked up the sword and rushed back to Lei Bin.
Although she was young, she had quite a lot of combat experience. She knew that if she took action forcefully, she would lose touch with her companions and provide Xu Xing with a fighting opportunity.
In this case, it is better to retreat first. After all, the pressure brought by a siege is many times stronger than that of a wheel battle.
Even great boxers cannot shake off the wise saying that "two fists are no match for four hands."
However, Xu Xing's attention at this time was no longer on Xiao Yu or Lei Bin.
All he could see was the old man standing up slowly.
Even though he was separated by two halls, Xu Xing's skin still felt a slight tingling sensation and his hairs stood on end.
The old man looked through the cloth strips, his hair was black and white, his figure was not burly, but he had a majestic air that was different from ordinary people.
His name is Lian Sheng, and he is codenamed "Colorful Operator" because of his excellent boxing skills, his conjuring skills, and his ability to wear a painted cloak.
Lian Sheng is a veteran of the Black Stone. His status and boxing skills are only lower than the leader King Chakravartin. He also spends time with nobles from all walks of life, so he naturally develops a graceful demeanor.
He listened to the sounds of footsteps outside, stretched out three withered fingers, and said calmly:
"Young man, you have practiced your boxing well, but unfortunately, you took the wrong way and came to the wrong place."
Although Lian Sheng's tone was calm, his words always conveyed a condescending and arrogant air.
When Xu Xing heard this, he didn't refute, he just glanced at the three people, nodded and said:
"You three are indeed rare masters. The little girl is good with the sword and is a master of flying needles. Her physical training is no worse than mine. As for you..."
Although Xu Xing acknowledged the old man's words, his tone was still casual.
It's like even if it's a real dragon's pond and tiger's den, it doesn't matter to him.
It wasn't until he mentioned the old man that Xu Xing's tone fluctuated, taking on a hint of interest.
He raised his head and stared at the old man.
The look in his eyes didn't look like he was looking at an immortal enemy, or even a person, but rather like he was looking at an extremely rare and strange beast that he had never seen before. "After failing to attack the master, you can still practice your boxing skills. It's interesting. It's really interesting."
If Lian Sheng's attitude was domineering, then Xu Xing's current performance was simply arrogant!
He continued: "I heard the young monk say that you, the Wheel-turning King of Black Stone, seem to have taken half of Bodhidharma's body in your hands. Now it seems that it is indeed true.
Now that I'm lucky enough to meet it, let me see how many miraculous effects this so-called 'immortal treasure' has. ”
When Lian Sheng heard this, he suddenly laughed, with some pity in his tone, and said sincerely:
"From the tone of my voice, do you believe this nonsense about 'immortal treasures'?
The Alchemy Book of Alchemy sounds mysterious and thorough, but that's just the way it is. It's just a lie that people become immortals.
Although I failed, I still gained something. I could take it up and let it go. If I failed, I would be defeated. It didn’t matter.
No matter how high your boxing skills are, if you keep obsessing over it, you may end up dead without a burial place. ”
Lian Sheng's words are indeed profound and have a charming temperament.
In a few words, even Lei Bin and Xiao Yu were affected, and their murderous aura disappeared, and they were obviously thinking seriously.
The martial arts sect has been the pursuit of warriors for thousands of years. Once the legend is shattered and the belief is defeated, it will be a huge blow to warriors, especially geniuses who aspire to the supreme martial arts.
Xu Xing also laughed.
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That is completely an adult's attitude towards children. Children's words are unbridled, so there is no need to refute them. They just think it's funny.
He looked at Lian Sheng's self-righteous look, shook his head, sighed, and said with emotion:
"You don't understand, you don't understand."
What Lian Sheng said might be right or wrong, but it had no impact on Xu Xing.
He was originally a visitor from outside the world who had died once. To him, the world's worldly sentiments, power and status naturally had no real sense of reality.
Except for the people he cares about, no mundane things can restrain Xu Xing's soul.
This free and aloof mentality is an important factor in his brave and diligent martial arts progress over the years without encountering any obstacles.
Even if your boxing skills are practiced to the extreme, so what if you can't reach heaven or become an immortal?
If you don't even have consistent persistence and the courage to do something you know you can't do, how can you punch forward in an indomitable way?
Xu Xing knows that life is like a fleeting moment, extremely short, and success or failure is secondary.
I'm afraid that if you can't seize every minute and pursue one thing wholeheartedly, it will end up like the previous life, with nothing gained and only regrets left.
With emotion, he took a step forward and chanted:
"How many things——"
Amidst the groaning sound, Xu Xing put his left palm against the end of the stick, held the end of the stick with his right hand, stepped across the messy front hall, and struck away with the stick.
The two muscles on his back bulged high, like protruding peaks, and his shoulder blades flapped violently, creating a surge of air.
This kind of luck is like a golden-winged roc reviving in Xu Xing's body. With a sudden flutter of its wings, it is about to tear apart this cumbersome body and fly ninety thousand miles into the sky.
This is the most powerful and powerful starting move in Yue's Sanshou, called Dapeng Spreading Wings.
Now when it is displayed in Xu Xing's hands, it really has the power to invigorate the north and the south. With the overwhelming power of 90,000 clouds, the suffocating gale rushes away and disrupts the exquisiteness of the whole house again.
It was only then that Xu Xing's words came slowly.
"Always anxious."
Xiao Yu drew his sword and rose up, his muscles all over his body pulsating, forcing out a round and round force, like a shadow attached to the sword, vividly showing the meaning of "walking with the sword".
Now that he was facing the enemy head-on, Lei Bin did not hide his movements. He stepped in a circle, circled his body, and exerted all his strength. His skin and muscles seemed to be integrated into one body, forming a powerful bow that moved continuously.
The penetrating power and lethality of the flying needles shot out in this way are not only several times greater than before.
However, after stimulating the whole body with the "Roc Spreading Wings" method, the power Xu Xing can explode at this moment is hundreds of times higher than before. With one step, the speed is incredibly fast.
"Heaven and earth turn——"
In the fierce battle, Xu Xing's voice was still clearly visible, and every word fell into his ears, with a calmness and ease.
It was as if he was not fighting a life-and-death battle with three great masters, but just like his name, walking slowly and leisurely.
With just a mistake, he avoided Lei Bin's flying needle formation and came to Xiao Yu. He twisted his hands and slashed down with his long stick.
There was a thick vibrating sound in the air, as if it was not an iron rod, but a heavy Spring and Autumn sword, which was about to chop Xiaoyu on the spot.
"Time is running out."
Xiao Yu originally wanted to criticize the weak, but was surprised to find that there was no flaw in Xu Xing's attack.
This kind of stick force is simply going to turn the world upside down.
This is no longer the case that you will die if you touch it, and you will be injured if you rub it, but you will die if you touch it, and you will die if you rub it.
With such courage and power, how can Xiaoyu resist it?
She originally wanted to use her sword to avoid the stick, but the injury to her collarbone made her power no longer smooth and stagnant, so she was unable to dodge it.
With just one touch, the "Water-Bearing Sword" in her hand was immediately broken and broken into several pieces. The mercury in it also splashed out like raindrops and splashed on the ground.
After smashing the sword with a stick, Xu Xing did not waste his energy and took advantage of the situation to smash Xiao Yu's throat. Instead, he poked the mandarin duck legs in his feet and kicked her out. He swung the long stick in his hand and faced the oncoming company. rope.
Only then did Xiao Yu clearly hear the sentence behind Xu Xing, which seemed like a long sigh coming through the wind and rain.
"Ten thousand years is too long——"
After being kicked like this, her slender body was like a kite with broken strings, flying far away, hitting the wall at the end of the hall, and slowly sliding down, not knowing whether she would live or die.
When Xu Xing struck with his stick, the rope had already sensed it. He lightly tapped the ground with his right foot, rubbed his toes, and moved his body away with just the cooperation of his front foot and toes.
The painted cloak fluttered and made a hunting sound, like an eagle spreading its wings. Two bright lights of fire rippled out from under the cloak and rolled toward Xu Xing.
But they were two thick-backed daggers burning with flowing fire.
The strong smell of gunpowder smoke could be smelled by Zheng Michang and Shen Yishi, who took the opportunity to hide at the end of the hall.
Their eyes looking at Lian Sheng were full of shock. In their eyes, Lian Sheng's performance of "making fire in the void" was beyond the scope of boxing and was almost like an immortal technique.
In fact, this is just because the two knives attached to the rope are coated with some kind of special kerosene with an extremely low ignition point.
Once the knife is swung too fast and the friction with the air generates heat, the kerosene will ignite and cover the blade, forming the spectacle of "blade flowing fire".
Xu Xing remained motionless, his voice suddenly became louder, and his impassioned and vigorous spirit seemed to follow the stick and crash down on the rope.
"Seize the day!"
Many things are always urgent; the world is turning and time is running out. Ten thousand years is too long, seize the day!
Hearing this aspirational poem and seeing Xu Xing's posture of defying the enemy with ease, Shen Yishi's scholarly nature was revealed, and he suddenly felt heroic in his chest.
The word "good" suddenly rushed to his throat, and he almost spit it out and shouted.
Fortunately, he remembered that the situation was still unclear, so he suppressed the word, his chest bulged, and he felt unspeakably uncomfortable.
Even though the rope was broken, I didn't have this feeling. I just felt that my vision went dark.
When Xu Xing took out his stick, the strong wind and shadow brought up were like a real roc spreading its wings, covering the sky!
(End of chapter)