Chapter 20: Become a Grandmaster in the first battle and be ranked as the top puncher!
In the mountain forest, a figure was skimming through the forest. He took one step forward and was already three to four feet away. His energy was surging. Before he even touched the ground, the fallen leaves were already flying around. It was like Liezi's wind-controlling charm.
This person is Xu Xing.
He closed his eyes tightly and recalled the handwriting of Sanfeng Blood Meridian, but his body naturally avoided all obstacles, just like the heaven and earth made their own way.
Ever since he was struck by thunder once, Xu Xing's sense of the changes in the yin and yang between heaven and earth has become more and more sensitive. When he reads the Sanfeng Blood Meridian again, he can also see a different flavor.
In Xu Xing's eyes now, these writings are like the tracks of thunder traveling through the sky and earth, as if they will turn into dragons and snakes at any time, break free from this lifeless book, and fly away through the air.
Behind him were Qi Dazhu, Xiaoyu and others.
With a perception that is more than that of ordinary masters, Xu Xing has just led his apprentices to annihilate a small team led by a great boxer again.
In one day, three great boxers were lost one after another. Even a master like Zhu Polong, who had a big family and a great business, would definitely feel heartbroken.
Ahead is the junction of the official road and the mountain forest.
The vicissitudes of the war-torn building complex in the distance was already in sight. At this moment, almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then they felt tired and tired coming like a tide.
No matter how determined the fighting spirit is and how excited the spirit is, the human body has its limits.
Even a master cannot escape from this law, let alone these novices who have just reached the threshold of understanding.
Xu Xing suddenly stopped and said slowly:
"You go into the city, and I'll go back."
Xiaoyu reacted first and blurted out in surprise:
"Is Zhu Polong coming?"
Xu Xing smiled and wrote lightly:
"It's not that he's here, but that I'm going to look for him. Instead of going all over the mountains and plains to find Qi Yuanjing and the young monk, I might as well put in some effort so that Zhu Polong has no time to care about him and has to shrink his strength."
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Xiaoyu immediately understood what Xu Xing meant. Since he couldn't find it, he might as well change his mind and interfere with the other party's search.
The best way to achieve this goal is of course to stop or even injure Zhu Polong, the leading master.
Even though she understood, she still felt that it was too risky and said seriously:
"Zhu Polong is not an easy person, you..."
But Xu Xing didn't give her a chance to speak. He turned around and burrowed into the jungle, leaning down and swooping like a strange snake emerging from the water plants, scuttling close to the ground and disappearing away.
Seeing that he was unable to stop him, Xiaoyu could only act as a leader, urging everyone to rush to Taizhou City as soon as possible while Xu Xing stopped Zhu Polong.
Qi Dazhu, who was holding the mixed iron rod, saw Xiaoyu frowning and looking solemn, so he couldn't help but humbly ask for advice:
"Master Yu, you seem to have no confidence in my master?
Is this Zhu Polong really so terrifying? ”
Seeing Qi Dazhu's appearance, Xiao Yu sighed and told an unknown secret.
In the past, the imperial court summoned experts to sneak into the Wonu Kingdom to find out whether Zhu Tiandu was real or not. The leader who was responsible for leading the team was none other than King Chakravartin.
Although Xiaoyu didn't know the details of that battle, she knew that the Wheel King returned without success and was stopped by Zhu Polong without even seeing Zhu Tiandu's face.
She also heard King Chakravartin lament that if Zhu Tiandu really accomplishes a major event that subverts the southeast and shatters mountains and rivers, I am afraid that Zhu Polong will be able to take advantage of the situation and transform from a dragon into a dragon to become the next treasure dragon that will overturn the world. Prince.
After speaking, the female swordsman smiled bitterly and said:
"Now, you should know why I don't have any hope. Although Grandmaster Xu has done many amazing things, he is still young after all.
His boxing realm and physical strength have not reached the peak, and he lacks the experience to compete with the master.
But Zhu Polong is a master trained by Zhu Tiandu. Now he is over 40 years old, and his body and spirit are in the best condition in his life. If there is a fight, I'm afraid..."
After hearing these words, many apprentices showed disapproval on their faces.
But after all, Qi Dazhu was also a martial artist close to the great boxer, so naturally he would not follow blindly like ordinary apprentices. As soon as he heard it, he knew that Xiao Yu was not just aiming at nothing, but was well-founded.
Qi Dazhu pondered for a moment and then said:
"With Master's character, as long as he encounters an enemy, there is no reason to run away without a fight. No matter what, he will take action.
I heard that he once fought against Zhu Polong. Even if he can't win today's battle, he should be able to escape unscathed.
Well, in this case, we can't waste this precious time and let down the old man's hard work. ”
Although Xu Xingcai was just young and weak, Xiaoyu still didn't feel anything wrong when she heard the title "old man". Instead, she nodded and agreed:
"Grandmaster Xu should also have this plan. I will cut off the rear, and you will clear the way in front, trying to reach Taizhou City as early as possible. This will also allow Grandmaster Xu to have peace of mind and avoid injury."
Qi Dazhu hummed and said nothing, but he was still recalling and trying to figure out Xu Xing's leaving movements in his mind.
Xu Xing has handed over the Sanfeng Blood Sutra to Qi Dazhu for safekeeping in the past few days. He has also read its contents several times, but in the end he found nothing.
But today, after seeing the movement skills that Xu Xing had just displayed, Qi Dazhu couldn't help but think of the writings in the scriptures, which were like dragons and snakes flying, with profound meaning.
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In the mountain forest, Zhu Polong is stepping forward. His steps are extremely heavy and strong. Every step he takes will shake the ground and leave a series of deeply sunken footprints.
With the big tree in front of him as the boundary, the dense jungle ended here. In front of him was a hillside with sparse vegetation. Extending up, there were steep cliffs with different cross-sections.
Due to heavy rains for days, the humidity in the mountains is very heavy and has accumulated into mist, which lightly covers the cliffs, making it difficult to see clearly. All you can see are tree trunks and branches slanting, green vines hanging, strange rocks, shadowy shapes, and extremely steep.
But Zhu Polong had no intention of taking a detour. He moved his hands and feet together, like four steel drills and awls, digging holes into the cliff one after another, climbing up almost vertically.
Since you want to find someone, it is naturally best to climb high and look far.
Not long after, Zhu Polong climbed to the top of the cliff and looked over. Even though there was mist and thick trees ahead, it was difficult to obscure his grandmaster-level vision.
At this moment, Zhu Polong suddenly felt something strange and turned his head suddenly.
Under the cliff, there was a thick branch leaning out horizontally. The forest leaves on it suddenly trembled and trembled, and then a human figure was seen rising into the sky, charging towards Zhu Polong with great momentum!
Zhu Polong's master fist was activated instinctively, and the extremely strong and arrogant fist intention was concentrated in his eyes, sweeping out violently and violently with the force of trapping a dragon and ascending to the sky.
With just one glance, Xu Xing seemed to have returned to a few years ago and experienced the fiasco again.
He felt like he was floating in the dark abyss, facing the violent storm, lightning and thunder, but he could barely hear any sound, only a cold feeling of falling into the dark abyss.
That was the closest Xu Xing had come to death in his life.
If he hadn't died once in his previous life, it would have been impossible to break free from this near-death crisis and force his body to swim ashore.
Xu Xing couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
This person has indeed made great progress. If that punch had been so vicious, I would have been buried under the sea long ago, but...
For me now, this is not enough!
Xu Xingxuan raised his eyebrows and looked back proudly.
Zhu Polong only felt as if there was a divine steeding bird, fluttering its wings from the man's body and soaring straight into the sky.
This roc has wild eyes and a pure green color. It flaps its wings and spreads its feathers like thousands of sharp swords unsheathed. It wants to break through the prison of heaven and earth and break free from the torrent of the world.
Even though he knew it was an illusion, Zhu Polong still heard a sound that stopped the moving clouds, and a distant and continuous awe-inspiring clear whistle. Competing with opponents from the same realm, Zhu Polong is confident that he will never lose to anyone.
But he also had to admit that in the exchange of looks just now, he had already lost the first move.
He, the crocodile god who travels all over the world, was discovered by the opponent in advance in the mountains and forests.
This means that this strange master's perception is even better than his own.
Even more than one chip!
Xu Xing's fist fell at this moment!
Before the war started, Xu Xingben still had the idea of finding Zhu Polong to verify what he had learned and settle old scores.
But when he broke through Zhu Polong's fist intention and really saw this familiar enemy, he didn't have any hatred or concern in his heart, he just naturally shot an eagle catch.
This style can no longer be described as wonderful, because Xu Xing's movements and posture are far from the standard boxing frame, but it has a simple, natural and natural feeling.
Zhu Polong saw that figure with its back to the sun, like a roc with its wings lifted up by the long clouds, soaring ninety thousand miles up. With a flutter of its wings and a fly, it was about to lift the scorching sun hanging high in the sky and shining brightly on the world. Cover it too!
This kind of Ling Jue Fist Intention, which is like a solitary figure in the world and looks down upon the world, is actually the only thing Zhu Polong has seen in his life.
He simply couldn't imagine what kind of madman could have such otherworldly and proud feelings.
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Even his adoptive father, Zhu Tiandu, did not have such arrogant momentum when he was at his peak!
Zhu Polong didn't know that Xu Xing was not a arrogant fanatic.
He was able to cultivate this kind of fisting intention purely because, for a modern person like Xu Xing, there are too many people and things that he can't understand in this world.
Xu Xing originally had a strong character and a fatalistic temperament, and he also practiced well with his fists. He could barely stand firm and straight in the torrent of the secular world, and naturally he was not willing to give in even half a point.
Xu Wei once commented on his nephew, saying that he was usually gentle and gentle, but at a critical moment, he would go to extremes without any compromise. He was born to be a warrior, and no matter how many books he read, he could not change his nature.
Therefore, this aloofness does not come from arrogance, but from a life of resentment and loneliness.
Wherever the Tao is, even if there are tens of thousands of people, I will go there!
No matter how powerful a master is, after jumping and landing, his energy and blood will fluctuate due to the force of the rebound, causing the whole body's full strength to be delayed for a moment.
In the eyes of strong men at the same level, this is a fatal flaw. Therefore, there is an old saying in martial arts that "strength starts from the ground."
Generally speaking, this kind of blow that takes advantage of the situation to fall is a killer move that can determine life and death and determine victory or defeat.
Just like in the prison, Inoue Jushiro and Xu Xing were about to die together and die together with that jump.
But Xu Xing actually used this kind of self-sacrifice technique as soon as the battle started, in front of a great master like Zhu Polong, which simply went against the common sense of martial arts.
What's even more frightening is that in this situation, his punches are so powerful that they are almost unbelievable.
Even though Zhu Polong is listed on the first page of "Wu Zhi Lu" and is considered one of the top ten masters in the world, he still can't find a way to crack this nearly invulnerable fist when faced with his fist intention, punch strength, and boxing god. method.
It can be said that even without looking at the results, just with this punch, Xu Xing has 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, all told him eight words.
Can't fight it! Retreat quickly!
Sensing this shameful retreat, Zhu Polong was filled with anger, ferocity, and hostility!
After being in charge of all affairs of Thirty-Six Ships for many years, Zhu Polong has already developed a ferocious spirit with no taboos. His whole person has become more arrogant and arrogant, and he has become more wanton and reckless in doing things.
How could such a person retreat so easily? !
Zhu Polong not only refused to retreat, but also started to sway, swaying his arms and hips, and came directly below Xu Xing in one step, like a dragon dividing water. Although he was huge, he was incredibly dexterous.
His arms were turned inwards and outwards, creating two concave grooves. He raised them up to carry the cauldron, and the crocodile head tattoo on his chest also opened its bloody mouth, as if it wanted to bite Xu Xing's entire body into pieces. Swallow it all in your belly.
The dragon is the most agile person in the water. It has the ability to float on water and the strength to overturn rivers and seas!
Although Zhu Polong's boxing technique is also derived from the dragon shape and has the same origin as Inoue Jusanro, it has no divine intention of searching bones and probing claws. Instead, it is a completely different change.
It is conceivable that if Xu Xing had taken the initiative and used his experience in dealing with Inoue Jusanro to target Zhu Polong, he would have been caught off guard and lost his attacking rhythm from the beginning.
But since Xu Xing broke Zhu Polong's fist intention, he has entered a vague, almost unconscious state of "fist without fist, intention without intention".
He didn't care at all how Zhu Polong responded, nor did he think about how to restrain the opponent's boxing skills. He just used an eagle to tear him down.
Xu Xing's punch didn't seem like a martial arts attack, but rather like he was unleashing his overly exuberant and overly fiery life and will.
With a bang, with Zhu Polong as the center of the circle, there were deep depressions in the three-foot radius. His burly body was like an ancient bell, vibrating and buzzing, and his legs were even pressed into a half-squat, sinking deeply into the earth. .
It was only at this moment that Zhu Polong broke away from Xu Xing's fists and divine will, saw clearly the very recognizable handsome face, and recognized him as the madman who had been punched by him.
——How could he still be alive?
Zhu Polong was far more surprised than Inoue Jusanro.
Because only he himself knows how many tricks he used in that battle.
But in this surprise, there was also a kind of understanding.
——If he is this person, then it makes sense to develop such a brazen fisting intention that he wants to break free from the dust net and have no restraint in the world!
Xu Xing didn't care about this at all. After opening the situation with an eagle catch, his body naturally twisted his heels and kicked the ground. His legs, hands, and even his whole body relaxed like a bowstring. He walked in the middle of the palace, stepped on the middle line, and pressed forward step by step.
With every step he took, he unleashed a series of surging punches, as if once he had the upper hand, he would be so powerful that he would beat Zhu Polong to death on the spot!
Although Zhu Polong was beaten by the punch at the beginning, he was still a senior master who had been immersed in martial arts for decades.
He has experienced more than a thousand battles, large and small, in his life. The accumulated combat experience is something that a weak young man like Xu Xing cannot imagine.
It is this experience that gives Zhu Polong a way to cope even in the most critical moments.
Using all the strength of his hands, feet, shoulders and hips, he reached the edge of the cliff, only half a step away from falling.
It is this critical and dangerous situation of a last-ditch fight that inspired Zhu Polong's ferocity and fighting spirit. His two strong arms are straight, the joints are fastened like mortise and tenon, the skin and flesh are loose, and the strength is unimpeded,
Xu Xing felt that Zhu Polong's arm was like a flagpole with a leather flag hanging on it. The flag waved and unfurled, stirring up the wind and clouds, rolling up the turbulent airflow, and wrapping it towards him.
This move is called Moqi Holding Stick, and it is the ultimate killing move in the art of spear and stick. The shaft of the stick is rounded, but it is not a big seal, but a hidden murderous intention, lying down and ready to be used, and changes according to the force.
This style is used in boxing. The boxer is supposed to wear a long robe with sleeves like flags to contain the enemy's strength. His hands are like spears. As long as the opponent is rolled up by the sleeves, he can take advantage of the gap to rush out and kill him with one blow.
But Zhu Polong achieved this change even if he was naked and without sleeves.
Because he has practiced this style into his muscles, bones, skin and flesh, his hands are not like guns and sleeves like flags, but his muscles and bones are like guns, and his skin and flesh are like flags!
So the long stick jumped and turned into a dragon and snake, the flag fluttered and turned into a wave. The dead thing has been endowed with spirituality, and the "grinding the flag and holding the stick" that was ready to go naturally became the unpredictable "dragon and snake" Breaking the waves”.
Zhu Polong's countermeasures to save the situation were simple.
Although Xu Xing is also a handsome man with a tall and straight figure, he is still far behind Zhu Polong, a giant who is so strong that he is almost inhuman.
Therefore, Zhu Polong needs to use the wingspan advantage brought by his body and adopt long fist fighting method to defend the enemy outside the middle palace.
But no matter how wonderful Zhu Polong's response is, one thing cannot be denied. This master battle has just begun and he is already at a disadvantage!
(End of chapter)