Chapter 10: The Heavenly Court exerts its energy, the simple stone mirror (5700)
The knife in his left hand connected with the rope collided with the mixed iron rod, and he felt the strong elasticity in the opponent's rod vibrated all the way to the wrist holding the knife.
If it weren't for the thick spine and heavy weight of his knife, it would have broken on the spot.
Lian Sheng's left-hand sword was unable to gather its strength after just one stroke, but the iron rod still had its remaining strength and pointed at Lian Sheng's head and face.
This person's martial arts has reached such a level? !
Although his face was tight, his white eyebrows could not help but tremble.
Although there were speculations just now, it was during this fight that Lian Sheng truly confirmed that the handsome young man in front of him, who was too young, was really a peak boxer who had trained his body four times, with copper skin and iron bones wrapped in steel bars!
The physical training practice of a great boxer can be roughly divided into four major training methods: skin, flesh, tendons, and bones. According to the type of boxing and personal endowment, in no particular order.
Martial arts training relies on fighting. Every training is a combination of boxing and body training. If you want to achieve the four major trainings, you need to be proficient in at least four boxing techniques.
Moreover, because skin, flesh, muscles, and bones are originally one body, if one breaks through, it will drive the rest of the body up. If you want to make further progress and train again, it will be even more difficult.
Therefore, if you want to achieve perfection in the Four Refinements, you not only need extraordinary physical talent, but also extraordinary understanding of boxing skills.
From this we can see how shocking it is that Xu Xingneng has completed four body trainings at this age.
This kind of person is truly a martial arts talent that is rare to see in a hundred years.
Thinking of this, his eyes couldn't help but gleam with resentment, and he roared suddenly. He turned around and his painted cloak opened like a colorful lotus flower.
Under the cloak, he slashed down with a single sword with his right hand, blocking the front end of the iron rod, and used two consecutive swords to finally stop Xu Xing's force.
How could Lian Sheng let go of such a good opportunity? His two swords pressed against the stick to prevent Xu Xing from swinging the iron stick again. The flames on the blade burned hotter and hotter, and his passion became stronger.
The rope had already been aimed at Xu Xing's left hand holding the end of the stick, and the blade was ready to cut off his wrist at the root.
However, Xu Xing's stick technique is the essence of fighting on the battlefield. Each move is refined over time. How could it be cracked so easily?
He rubbed his hind foot backwards, put the palm of his right hand against the tail of the stick, twisted his wrist, and moved the long stick with his five fingers. The stick body rotated violently against the blade, and flames flew.
Xu Xing's mixed iron rod has a six-diamond-shaped iron block at the front. When it spins like this, it looks like a spinning iron drill.
Even if the rope could withstand the spinning force, the knife in his hand couldn't.
Therefore, Lian Sheng had to take a step back temporarily.
As soon as he retreated, Xu Xing immediately pursued him.
Xu Xing raised the tail of the stick with his right hand, using his wrist as the fulcrum to lift the stick body, with the head of the stick pointing downwards, drawing a semicircle, breaking away from the clamp of the double knives, and then sweeping towards the knee connected with the rope.
This strain? !
Lian Sheng's eyes suddenly flashed with complex expressions of seriousness, fanaticism, and jealousy, and what finally settled down was a murderous intent that was extremely strong and could not be resolved.
The adaptability of fighting style was secondary. In fact, what shocked and envied him the most was Xu Xing's fearlessness, courage, and determination to crush everything with a stick in his hand.
This kind of temperament is so dazzling that Lian Sheng feels ashamed of himself.
What a great talent!
At this moment, even the rope itself seemed to be ignited by the flames of the blade. He jumped up out of thin air, his soles brushed against Xu Xing's stick, and he jumped onto a wooden bench behind him.
The stick body followed like a shadow, sweeping the wooden stool into pieces, but the rope jumped up again with the help of the force. The body turned and the knife whirled, as if it turned into a fire storm, slashing slowly from top to bottom.
The fire was so intense that it seemed to ignite Lian Ling's eyes. From the flames, he saw his past.
Lian Sheng was a semi-monk warrior, but he had good skills and high understanding. Even if he was distracted by magic tricks and practiced boxing at the same time, it only took him six years to complete the training and become a great boxer.
At that time, Lian Sheng was so energetic that he even used boxing techniques to recreate the legendary trick "The Immortal Rope", earning himself the title of the best magician in the world.
However, it was also that year that he met an equally amazing and arrogant genius.
That person's name is Chakravartin King.
When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured.
This time, the loser was Lian Sheng.
Although the Wheel King won, he admired Lian Sheng's talent very much, and promised that if Lian Sheng was willing to join the Black Stone, he would be willing to give him all his money.
Moreover, Lian Rope can challenge him at any time. If he wins, he can take his place and become the new leader of Black Stone.
Lian Sheng was not a person willing to admit defeat. Although he knew that the Wheel King wanted to use him as a whetstone, he readily agreed and became the elder figure of the Black Stone.
But since he joined Black Stone, he has never defeated Chakravartin even once, and the gap is so bad that after failing a hundred times, Lian Sheng no longer even has the courage to challenge.
He knew that he was defeated, completely defeated.
After this defeat, Lian Sheng's morale plummeted. Even when he attacked the Grandmaster level, he could not be sincere and he eventually went crazy and almost died of internal bleeding.
Fortunately, King Chakravartin has learned something from Bodhidharma's body, and Yan Shifan, the "Immortal Official" known as the "No. 1 boxer in the court", took action, supplemented by the secret medicine harvested during the annihilation of Wudang Mountain, and Lian Sheng was able to His life was saved, and he also saved the possibility of practicing martial arts.
Lian Sheng did indeed live up to his expectations. Not only was he not completely depressed, but he also practiced martial arts bravely and diligently.
But from that day on, there was an irreversible change in his heart, and his temperament became more and more extreme.
Perhaps what he was defeated at the beginning was not only his rope punching skills, but also his pride and persistence.
Lian Sheng began to hate geniuses and even boxing. For him, martial arts had completely become a tool and a means.
He wanted to prove his worth in another way.
That is power!
The comparison between martial arts and alchemy, the ascension in the daytime, and the immortality from human beings are all illusions!
Only the power of life and death under one person and over ten thousand people is real!
Therefore, after he returned to martial arts practice, Lian Sheng actively moved closer to the powerful Yan Party in the DPRK.
Within three or four years, he secretly killed several enemies for Yan Shifan, and also did many evil things that were despised by others.
Afterwards, Yan Shifan naturally rewarded Lian Sheng greatly, and even promised him a high official, generous salary, glory and wealth.
Every time he enjoyed the fine wine, beauties, jewelry and money sent by Yan Shifan, Lian Sheng would feel a sense of superiority in his heart.
Because he has understood the truth of this world, and even a genius like Chakravartin is still trapped in lies and dreaming of unrealistic daydreams.
But Xu Xing's consistent and disdainful attitude hurt him deeply.
He was determined to kill this young man who knew nothing about the world!
Even Xu Xing didn't expect that Lian Sheng would use the flying sword technique at this time to fight to the death with him.
Knife skills with both feet off the ground are often desperate techniques of sacrificing one's life. With one blow, either you or I will die.
In the slanting stab, another lone figure came to Xu Xing's side, it was Lei Bin who had been dormant for a long time.
He knew that it was difficult for a simple flying needle to hurt Xu Xing, so he turned his wrist, took out two iron needles about two feet long from his sleeve, and stabbed Xu Xing's head and face while spinning.
Lei Bin combined the twisting force of the skin and the explosive force of the meat into one spiraling and violent drilling force. He was confident that even a large iron plate could not stop his piercing, let alone a people?
The head, face and vagina are the two most sensitive parts of the human body. Even if he couldn't be stabbed, Lei Bin wanted to use this to interfere with Xu Xing's perception and create a fatal opportunity for Lian Rope.
The intense stimulation between life and death made Xu Xing's spirit more active and high-spirited. He felt that his blood was rising and condensing, as if springs were gushing from the soles of his feet and straight to the top of his head.
At the moment of life and death, Xu Xing actually let go of the iron rod, shook his shoulders, shrank in, and his whole body spun around, as if it had turned into a big ball, and rolled under Lei Bin's belly.
Lei Bin's double thorns stabbed into the air, and he subconsciously wanted to pull back his arms and elbows, but there was still no time?
Xu Xing suddenly straightened up, his muscles protruding from his skin and covering his whole body. His whole body suddenly swelled up, like a giant bear shaking its arms, squeezing and leaning against him, punching him in the crotch, and bumping against his body.
This is exactly the bear-shaped boxing stance he passed on to Qi Dazhu, but when this boxing technique is used in Xu Xing's hands, it is like a black bear spirit that has transformed into a human being, suddenly showing its original shape, carrying a strong wind, swinging its arms and hitting people.
Lei Bin never imagined that a strong man like Xu Xing, whose boxing techniques were so powerful and fierce, could actually perform such small and exquisite changes.
In just an instant, his sternum was shattered by the impact, his clothes were shattered and flying. He flew out lightly, fell to the ground, and slid a full foot away before he stopped, completely breathless.
Seeing that Xu Xing was able to show such a change in such a certain death situation, Lian Sheng was first surprised and then happy. He waved his swords even more urgently and came to Xu Xing's side.
Before the blade even reached his body, half of Xu Xing's eyebrows had been burned off.
The rope spun at least five or six times in mid-air. The accumulated strength was so terrifying.
Even if Xu Xing had an iron rod in his hand, he would not choose to force it, let alone now with bare hands?
So he avoids.
Xu Xing followed the momentum of this "bear-shaped swinging arms", squeezed his waist and hips, pushed his shoulders, thighs, and arms together, like a frightened big mouse, and rolled out at once.
This body technique is called "Spirit Rat Rolling the Oil Pan", and the key points can only be found in a boxing lingo. The muscles and bones are loose, the fur is attacking, and the mind is empty. Only a great boxer who is successful in skin refining can perform it.
The power of the knife, which was superimposed after many turns of the rope, was so fierce that even he could not control it. It immediately struck the air, leaving two scorching red perfect circular trajectories.
Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Xu Xing put his back to the ground, and his right leg was like dragging a knife on the ground. It suddenly bounced up and slashed into two fire rings, pointing directly at the chest and abdomen with ropes attached.
This leg is called a ground knife. It is Xu Xing's battle formation boxing technique that he acquired in exchange for poking his feet in the northern frontier army. It incorporates the characteristics of lying down boxing. It can cut off the horse's legs and pierce the horse's belly, specializing in killing cavalry. Extremely fierce. With Xu Xing's skill, one kick could even penetrate the horse's belly and kill the rider on the horse.
Unexpectedly, he had this move. His steps swayed, and he turned back to avoid it. With a "stab", a long and narrow slit opened in his clothes from his chest to his lower abdomen.
Xu Xing landed with his right foot and raised his body. When he started to fight, he always had an unyielding temper. Even if he missed the target with one move, he did not stop and continued to pursue.
He let out a long roar from his chest, which had the power to pierce gold and crack stones and stop the moving clouds. Zheng Michang and Shen Yishi felt their eyes go dark, their energy and blood floated, and they almost fell to the ground.
Amidst the long roar, Xu Xing's back was like a dragon, and with a lunge, he jumped between the two swords, letting the flames on the blades ignite his clothes, his eyes unwavering, and he locked the rope tightly.
After the bully came in, he pulled his left hand back diagonally, retracted his left shoulder, twisted his body, thrust his right shoulder forward, and used his right hand to blast out like a cannon.
The air exploded, and before the fist hit, the clothes on his chest were already dented.
Bend the bow to shoot at the tiger, and beat it with long blows!
When he punched, Xu Xing's eyebrows jumped, the blood all over his body was boiling, his steps twisted and turned, his ten toes pierced the cloth shoes, clasped the floor, gripped the ground with force, the top of his tongue and teeth clasped together, and his hair rose like flames. The tips move together!
The tongue is the tip of the flesh, the teeth are the tips of the bones, the armor is the tip of the tendons, and the hair is the tip of the blood. These are the four tips.
As the saying goes, "The desire is to rush towards the crown, the tongue is rushing up the mountain, the teeth are broken, the soft tendons are broken, and the fingers are hooked together." The characteristic of the Four Refiners is that the Qi moves throughout the body and penetrates the four tips.
He didn't have time to dodge even with the rope, so he held the knife in his left hand in front of him, trying to use it to resist.
The long beating contains the fierce force of all four limbs moving together. It hits the knife like chasing the wind and the moon. With a click, the blade instantly disintegrates.
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Countless fragments were wrapped in flames, flying in all directions, like thousands of sparks exploding in the sky, extremely brilliant.
The skin and flesh of Xu Xing's right hand was also burnt black by the kerosene, and white smoke filled the air.
But the dagger attached to the rope is also a specially made weapon and is extremely heavy. Even with Xu Xing's boxing technique, the power of the long hammer will inevitably be weakened after breaking the single sword.
This gave Lian Sheng a chance to breathe.
The old man's left hand was forced to fly back. When he slashed with the fire knife in his right hand, like a magic trick, he chopped out a ball of fire and threw it towards Xu Xing's head and face.
If you look at it in the eyes of ordinary people, they will only think that it is a magical technique, not a boxing method.
But Xu Xing saw clearly that the fireball was a wax ball thrown from the rope sleeve.
After throwing the wax ball with the rope, he pumped the fire knife in his right hand, breaking its surface. The gunpowder powder inside escaped and rubbed against the knife body, causing a fire. Then it turned into a ball of fire and rushed forward.
Although Xu Xing could see clearly, he still felt an extremely life-threatening stimulation. He really didn't expect that Lian Sheng actually hid such a trick to survive in desperate situations and win in defeat.
Even if Xu Xing had practiced the "Iron Shirt" technique all over his body, he still couldn't physically resist the high-temperature flame generated by the special oil.
Once he was hit by this ball of fire, even if he stopped attacking with the rope, Xu Xing would end up dead and half disabled.
Xu Xing had a strong premonition.
Life and death, that's it.
Under the more intense stimulation of life and death, Xu Xing's eyes flashed, and he inhaled suddenly, his heart beating wildly like a fire, and the energy and blood all over his body steamed so fiercely that it almost broke through the membrane and burst out.
A bang, a slight sound, exploded between Xu Xing's eyebrows, and a piece in the middle of his forehead bulged obviously, full and translucent, as if there was light.
It was as if a diamond orb was buried in the skull, and it was only today that the dust was removed and the light bloomed.
This is the most essential bottom-pressing killing move in Yue Jia Sanshou. It uses the center of the eyebrows to generate energy from the heavens, condensing the energy and blood of the whole body, like the Hundred Gods Chaozong.
The head is the head of the Six Yangs, the residence of the Yuan Shen. Ordinary martial arts generally do not touch this place, because it is too sensitive and important. If you are not careful, big problems will occur.
Before today, Xu Xing had never broken through this barrier.
But today, facing the killing blow of the rope, he actually stepped through the mysterious door between life and death and transferred his energy and blood here!
The spirit is condensed to the limit, and it spontaneously rises and flourishes, as if it has broken through some invisible barrier.
Xu Xing suddenly felt that he was enveloped in an unprecedented warmth, as if every part of his body was melted by this warm spirit, regardless of skin, flesh, muscles, bones, nor spirit and body.
This is true perfection!
Vaguely, Xu Xing saw an ancient stone mirror, rotating in the light. The mirror surface was full of cracks, mottled and damaged, almost torn to pieces.
The mirror is like a fleeting reflection, fleeting and fleeting.
Xu Xing also heard his master say that when qi and blood hit the heaven, hallucinations would easily occur, so he would stop thinking carefully, inflate his chest, and continue to inhale.
In an instant, it seemed as if the entire living room's air was sucked into Xu Xing's belly, and the air flow surged and rolled like a huge tide crashing on the shore.
It's not so much sucking as it is swallowing.
Swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger!
The nose is the gate of heaven, and the mouth is the door of earth. With each exhalation and inhalation, the breath reaches the internal organs, like glass rosary beads rolling on a jade plate, rolling back and forth around the body, and then spitting out suddenly.
A white light leaped like a dragon, speeding like lightning, like the flying sword of the sword fairy in ancient legends. It pierced the fireball in front of him, causing a sharp sound to break through the air.
Lian Rope's "Fireball Technique" is not unsophisticated, but when he breaks the wax ball, he cannot use all his strength. He also needs a restrained swallowing force to ensure that the fireball condenses.
Therefore, the speed of the fireball must be slightly slower.
If you are dealing with ordinary big boxers, using a slightly slower speed in exchange for a larger attack range is a completely cost-effective deal.
But this slowness is, for Xu Xing, an opportunity to turn death into life!
After this extremely condensed white light penetrated the fireball, it continued to castrate, hitting Lian Sheng's head and face.
Even with his half-grandmaster-level physique, he felt dazed and dizzy.
Oops!
Lian Sheng knew something was wrong, and immediately stepped on the ground with his feet, trying to use his strength to escape, but how could Xu Xing give him this opportunity?
With his boxing skills, he has already gained the upper hand, and his subsequent moves will naturally follow.
Xu Xing took a step forward and once again displayed the smoothest and most pure Eagle Claw Kung Fu. His arms were black and blue, the tendons protruded, piercing the air, making a hissing sound, making a crisp and sharp sound like a sword being unsheathed.
Yue Family Sanshou·Eagle catches, eagle tears!
This kind of grappling requires the use of force from the whole body, the flexion of the five fingers is used to catch and buckle, and the force used from the tiger's mouth is used to tear. At the same time, the wrists must be turned and exerted, with the heavy force of knocking and smashing.
With Xu Xing's skill, even a solid iron pillar would be twisted into twists with a single grab and twist, let alone a human body?
In the flash of lightning, Lian Sheng suddenly felt a numbness on his head and face, and a dense layer of goose bumps arose.
This is the reaction that only a great boxer who has mastered the power of his face would have.
But at this moment, this reaction was not helpful in helping Lian Rope escape from danger. It could only make him realize one thing more clearly.
——If I can’t take this blow, I will die!
He raised the rope to the sky and roared loudly. Without clear vision, he twisted his waist and stretched his shoulders, shaking his muscles and bones, and exerting force violently. Dust and stone powder flew under his feet, and a big crater was made in an instant.
It wasn't until this moment that he really showed off the explosive power of a peak boxer.
However, in the face of Xu Xing, who had mastered Heaven's Fajin and whose Qi and blood broke through the barrier of life and death, Lian Sheng was still a step too slow.
In the eyes of others, Xu Xing's palm just passed by.
But in this moment, the throat and trachea connected with the rope were completely torn out, and he immediately fell to the ground, dying.
Xu Xing stopped his hand and stood, unable to help but think.
Was that stone mirror just now an illusion?
But this kind of thought was soon diluted by the joy of surviving the disaster and defeating the enemy.
Although Xu Xing won this round, his victory was extremely thrilling. Even if he made a wrong step, he would die immediately without a burial place.
After all, even a great boxer who has trained his body four times, or even a master of "man and fist seal, fist and sky seal", cannot be flawless. If someone touches a vital part, he will be killed on the spot.
However, Xu Xing faced the siege of three people at the same time, but only paid a small price to achieve a complete victory. Such a record is something to be proud of, and it is completely worth recalling for a long time.
Thinking of his opponent's missed fireball, he extinguished the flames and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Although Xu Xing likes boxing, he never regards the quality of boxing as the only value criterion.
Lian Rope's act of combining magic and boxing made him feel surprised and interesting.
In Xu Xing's view, pure boxing is one way, and combining it with magic is also another way.
There is no right or wrong, no matter where you reach in the end, as long as you persist, it will always be good.
Even if the road is cut off and the road is exhausted, a new sky may or may not be opened up.
It's a pity that Lian Sheng couldn't stick to it in the end.
Sorry, sorry.
(End of chapter)