Chapter 48 Preparation before the war, Taizhou Boxer Chief Coach (6100)
After exiting a few feet, Liu Yong calmed down and discovered something more wrong - this cripple was clearly in a wheelchair, how could he come here silently?
In this world's boxing skills, no matter how advanced they are, there is nothing as useful as "internal strength". The secret of body skills and light skills can only be explained in four words - "Strength is so great that bricks fly."
The stronger and faster the master, the more powerful his movement will be. This is a law in martial arts.
A master like Big Leitian, using the movement technique of "Great Peng Spreading Wings", would simply turn the entire earth upside down as soon as he exerted his energy and stepped on it.
No matter how powerful a person is in boxing, it is basically impossible for him to be able to "step on the snow without leaving a trace" and "like a ghost" like Xu Xing.
What's more, he also brought a wheelchair!
Hu Mazi was recalling the feeling of the limb-to-body connection. He felt like his fist had hit a surging river, and was washed away by the turbulent current before the force could penetrate.
Hu Mazi looked at the wooden wheelchair again. With his boxer-level eyesight, he could not see any cracks in the wheelchair.
There was just a large dent under the wheel, but not even a bit of stone powder or smoke was stirred up, as if it was not a hard stone, but a piece of extremely soft tofu, with a pit every time it touched.
He took over the unreserved attack from the two of us, and not only was he safe, but he was also able to get out of the wheelchair without any problems?
Is there such a thing in the world that can release energy and turn it into energy?
Not only these two great boxers, but also among the boxers surrounding them, there are also people with outstanding eyesight.
But even among them, no one could tell when and how Xu Xing appeared.
For a moment, the originally noisy school grounds fell silent. Even though it was a hot summer day, everyone felt a cold air coming out of their tailbones, rising up to the sky, and going straight into their lungs, which was very cold.
At this moment, everyone had the same idea in their hearts.
——Is this thing a human or a ghost? !
Although Liu Yong stood up straight, his voice was trembling.
"Your Excellency, who are you...?"
On the other side, although Hu Mazi was also quite frightened, he still plucked up the courage and asked in a stern voice:
"Are you determined to set up this obstacle?!"
Xu Xing slowly straightened up and stretched out a hand.
"Since we agreed to talk about numbers, I won't use my status to pressure you. Just follow the rules of the martial arts.
There are two more tricks. I advise you to use all your strength to kill, so as not to think about it later and feel unhappy. ”
Hu Mazi and Liu Yong looked at each other, clasped their fists towards Xu Xing at the same time, bent their bodies slightly, as if they were treating their elders, lowered their heads and said in a deep voice:
"Please give me some advice."
They had realized from the previous confrontation that this crippled boxing technique had reached a miraculous and otherworldly level.
Being able to seek advice from such an extremely powerful person is a great opportunity that any boxer who aspires to climb the peak of martial arts can only dream of, and the two of them are naturally unwilling to let it go.
Xu Xing gently raised his chin towards them, indicating that he could take action.
Hu Mazi and Liu Yong looked at each other. His skin and flesh were knotted and stretched, his muscles were tense and twitching. He exhaled slowly, his abdomen bulged, and he stepped forward.
Every time Hu Mazi took a step, a dull thunder rumbled from his abdomen. He dug his toes, raised and lowered his soles, sat on his waist and hips, and rolled down the cliff with force like a boulder, crashing to the ground.
No matter how deliberately he exerted his energy, the ground under his feet cracked and cracked, and his body sank slightly, as if he was walking in a mire.
For nine consecutive steps, Hu Mazi's strength was extremely even. Before the forward force was flat, the back force was regenerated, just like the tide of a river sweeping over him.
This is exactly the "gun-beating strength" in Shaolin boxing. In fact, the boxing skills in Fujian and Zhejiang basically have the shadow of Southern Shaolin. Hu Mazi's "Big Red Fist" is also mixed with the essence of "Shaolin gun-beating" .
When he took the last step, his entire heel sank into the ground. The violent burst of energy encouraged Shen Xiong to pound, making the power of Hu Mazi's punch so powerful and domineering that it was hard to predict.
In fact, if he were to fight against a big boxer, Hu Mazi would never be able to deliver such a powerful blow.
In a battle between masters, where life and death are on the line, using this kind of punching technique that requires concentration and calmness is simply asking for death.
The other party was not a puppet, and even in desperation, Hu Mazi could not control his energy and blood to this extent.
Only on this occasion did Hu Mazi use this kind of cannon pounding. After all, Xu Xing was speaking as a martial arts senior, so he naturally had to be more tolerant of these "juniors".
In fact, according to the practice of martial arts, when facing seniors who are always talking about numbers, Hu Mazi should be slightly restrained in his attacks, and should not use such boxing techniques that he cannot even master.
But in front of Xu Xing, Hu Mazi couldn't help but use his best fists as soon as he made a move.
He is like a child who is undecided and longs for recognition. He just wants to show all he has learned in his life in front of the "elder" Xu Xing and win some praise.
After taking the last step, Hu Mazi's heels sank into the ground. The stones exploded and the strong wind was like a sharp arrow, forming a long white wave and shooting out.
The clothes of the boxers around him were flapping and fluttering backwards, and almost all of them had shocked expressions on their faces.
The power of a punch is so violent? !
Even a true master wouldn't be able to receive such a punch while sitting in a wheelchair, right?
Facing the fierce and overbearing punches, Xu Xing didn't even raise his eyelids.
He raised his right hand and spread his fingers widely, without any strong wind. The surroundings suddenly turned into the bottom of a river, and the air became a turbulent and heavy undercurrent, which made Xu Xing's movements hindered and extremely slow.
When this hand stretched out, it was like a hibiscus emerging from water, with lotus leaves blooming, and it held Hu Mazi's fist exactly.
The moment the two fists met, there was a bang on Xu Xing's elbow, and a circle of transparent ripples spread out.
His big sleeves undulated like waves, one after another. This "wave" spread from the sleeves to the entire coat, and even the skin and flesh trembled, and the skin rippled, spreading all over the body.
The wheelchair also shook and made an overwhelming creaking sound.
A flash of blood appeared on Xu Xing's pale face. With a shake of his right shoulder, a shake of his elbow, and a twist of his wrist, Hu Mazi's short body was lifted off the ground by his feet, and he lifted him up and threw him away. .
——However, Hu Mazi's punch was just using his body as a raft to cover Liu Yong.
Although the two of them have a bloody feud, they are both great boxers and are extremely familiar with each other's boxing skills. When they work together, they are naturally perfect.
As soon as Hu Mazi's body was thrown away, Liu Yong stepped on his feet and appeared beside Xu Xing.
He shouted deeply, clasped the five fingers of his right hand tightly, the fingertips trembled slightly, the fine hairs on his hand exploded, and he swallowed hard like a needle, grabbing the big point on Xu Xing's shoulder.
This is the most dangerous and deadly Yin Hand Kung Fu in Zimen Quan. The movements may seem gentle, but they can hit acupuncture points and hurt people invisible. Hu Mazi's master died at the hands of this hand.
"Senior, be careful!"
But what Liu Yong didn't expect was that this seemingly young grand master and expert would not make any moves and let himself grab several large acupuncture points on his shoulders and back.
Before Liu Yong had time to rejoice, he felt a fierce and sharp force spit out from Xu Xing's shoulder and back, like lead bullets shot from a gun tube, and rushed away the five fingers of his right hand.
As early as when Xu Xing first reached the "Extreme Skin Refining Realm", he could already let his energy flow around his body and spit out sweat from his 48,000 pores to injure the enemy.
Now that I have mastered the "Empty Immortal Sac", this ability is naturally even more powerful.
Not to mention, Xu Xinglian's Yue Jia Sanshou Eagle Claw Kung Fu also has small and detailed acupoint recognition skills. Liu Yong wanted to show off the acupoint tapping techniques in front of him, which was just a trick, which made people laugh.
Liu Yong's right hand had just been destroyed, when another soft and boneless arm, like a python, stretched out from below, grabbed his wrist, and threw his whole body away like a flax seed. .
Liu Yong himself was like flying in the clouds, his vision went dark, and he had landed next to Hu Mazi. He staggered and staggered back three or four steps before he could barely stand still.
The two looked at each other again, and both could see the fear on each other's faces. Two great boxers joined forces, and were actually being played with by each other like babies.
What kind of terrifying boxing technique is this? !
The most frightening thing is that the two of them were not injured at all!
Xu Xing took back his right hand and patted his chest gently, the blood on his face gradually faded away.
He turned the wheelchair with both hands and faced the two people again. He didn't care about his injuries. His eyes lit up and he praised:
"The force of the cannon pounding is pure, and the Yin hand acupuncture point is ruthless. The two masters have practiced the fist styles well. There is only one last move left. Come on."
Xu Xing smiled and spread his hands, indicating that the two of them could take action.
Liu Yong's face turned green and white. He was stunned for a while, then shook his head and sighed:
"With your boxing skills, even if we use a hundred more moves, we won't be able to hurt you. What exactly is your Excellency..."
Xu Xing didn't say anything, just smiled slightly, spread his hands and said:
"I said I won't use my status to pressure you. Do you have a grudge?"
Both of them looked embarrassed and remained silent. Xu Xing raised his eyebrows and said cheerfully:
"Since we are all warriors, can you give me a pleasant word, whether it is hatred or resentment, and wait until Zhu Laolong is defeated?
When the time comes, if I am still alive, how about I bear witness to you personally and take responsibility for my life and death without involving others? ”
Liu Yong took the lead in cupping his fists, bowed towards Xu Xing, and said respectfully:
"It is my blessing, Liu Yong, to have you as my witness in the battle of life and death. I agree to this matter."
Hu Mazi also handed over his hand. Although he was dissatisfied, he still suppressed himself and said in a muffled voice:
"For your sake, I will keep you alive for a few more days."
Xu Xing also clasped his fists at the two of them and said with a smile:
"It's not that Xu has face, it's that the two masters are willing to give face, thank you, thank you." Although Xu Xing behaved politely and followed the rules of the martial arts in every word and deed, after hearing the two words "Xu", whether it was The expressions of Liu and Hu, as well as the other boxers in the field, all changed, revealing expressions of uncontrollable fear.
——There is only one grandmaster with the surname Xu and such a young age in the world.
That is, the Huntian Great Sage Peng Demon King, who slaughtered all the Southern Shaolin alone, was extremely ferocious, and possessed unparalleled demonic power!
Liu Yong swallowed his saliva, his throat rolled, and he said in a harsh voice:
"I didn't expect... the Great Sage to be such a person. It's better to meet him than to be famous, haha, haha."
In the end, Liu Yong didn't know what to say and could only laugh twice to avoid making the atmosphere too embarrassing.
Hu Mazi froze on the spot, recalling Xu Xing's gentle attitude just now, his brain was running rapidly and cold sweat was flowing.
——Have I made the Great Sage unhappy by speaking so freely just now?
No one could have imagined that the legendary sage among monsters who would tear corpses alive, drink blood, and feast on their flesh after defeating powerful enemies, could actually be such a handsome young man.
——Isn’t it said that the Great Sage is a giant man with a height of nine feet, a green face and fangs, who looks like a monster in the form of a monster?
In fact, the reason why the rumors are so outrageous is mainly because Xu Xing fought alone in the battle of Southern Shaolin. In terms of visual impact, it was really too shocking.
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The scene of blood flowing everywhere, heads rolling, and liver, intestines and internal organs flowing all over the place often only appears when two armies are fighting.
But Xu Xing actually created such a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood with the power of one person. How can he teach people not to be afraid?
Even Lu Zhu, a close friend who had known him for several years and knew his character well, found it a little unbearable, let alone other people.
Seeing that everyone was silent for a long time, Xu Xing didn't care.
He actually didn't know how bad his reputation in the Southeastern martial arts school was. He just thought that these boxers cared about his status as a rebel, so he stood up, raised his head and said loudly:
"Everyone, I was entrusted by Governor Hu to come here to select some heroes. In five days, follow me to Aobei Island and kill Zhu Tiandu."
Hearing these words, the boxers didn't even care about Xu Xing's identity. They clenched their fists one after another, and bloodshot eyes burst out. Even Hu Mazi and Liu Yong felt the same hatred in their hearts.
Most of these southeastern boxers lost their loved ones in the maritime disaster led by Zhu Tiandu that affected dozens of counties in three provinces and plundered nearly a million people and animals.
Precisely because they had such a blood feud with Zhu Tian, they resolutely came to Taizhou to help in the battle, knowing that the Thirty-Six Ships were powerful and the southeastern government could not resist.
At this time, when they heard that Xu Xing said that Zhu Tiandu was going to be killed by force, they were naturally excited.
Xu Xing raised his eyes and glanced at everyone present. Although he was smiling, his voice was a little serious.
"I believe that friends who dare to come to Taizhou to help in the war at this time must be brave men who dare to fight and die. But if you want to kill Zhu Laolong, ambition alone is not enough.
Therefore, Xu will be here to guide you in martial arts training. There are still five days from today to the day of the alliance, so you should hurry up. ”
Xu Xing said the word "pointing" lightly, but all the boxers' bodies were shocked.
What is the concept of having a master teach you boxing skills?
Even the disciples of many well-known and upright sects with orderly inheritance do not receive this kind of treatment. After all, in today's world, even if you look through the "Wuzhilu", you cannot find twenty masters.
Among the dozen or so people who stand at the pinnacle of martial arts, none of them is a lord and has a high status. How can they easily give advice to ordinary boxers?
What's more, how can this Great Sage Huntian be compared to ordinary masters?
In the hearts of the martial arts masters in the Southeast, Xu Xing is at least one of the best among the world's masters due to his outstanding achievements in defeating Zhu Polong, slaughtering the entire Southern Shaolin alone, and beheading the Chakravartin King.
In terms of prestige and momentum, apart from long-awaited and unpredictable figures like Lu Fang and Jiajing, there is only Zhu Tiandu, who once fought three great masters alone and killed Lu Bing after leaving seclusion, who can overwhelm Xu Xing. .
Many people believed that Zhu Laolong had actually recovered from his injuries long ago, and the reason why he stood still was to eliminate the Great Sage Huntian who was based in Southern Shaolin, recruiting people with great fanfare, looking to the southeast, and wanted to catch the oriole like a mantis.
Who would have thought that this rebel who killed two third-level officials in a row would actually cooperate with the government?
After getting the taste, many boxers looked at Xu Xing a little strangely, especially when they discovered that the person pushing Xu Xing's wheelchair was actually Xu Wei. This strangeness became more obvious.
Hu Butang and Master Xu are indeed extraordinary.
It’s not like what happened in Hangzhou...
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When Xu Xing was recruiting boxers in Taizhou City, Zhu Polong finally received the news from Southern Shaolin.
He was currently in the cabin of a large ship bound for Aobei Island. He saw a small boat cutting through the waves and coming quickly from Xiangshan. He knew something was wrong and immediately sent someone to rescue him.
After receiving the messenger and reading the urgent report, Zhu Polong clenched his right fist and crushed the letter to pieces.
For him, a usually calm counselor, this kind of difficulty in controlling his emotions was extremely rare.
"The Southern Shaolin people emptied the building, leaving only the corpses of those we sent out? Ueizumi Nobutsuna and Tsukahara Buden are all dead?!"
Although no one came to report for three days, Zhu Polong already had bad suspicions in his mind, but after hearing that such a luxurious lineup was actually wiped out, he still couldn't help but his eyes darkened.
A supreme master, a supreme master, and a nearly indestructible supreme master, plus thirty or forty dead soldiers carrying special firearms, and fifty elite ninjas from the Wonu Kingdom.
With so many masters, even if they rushed into the palace, they were more than enough to kill the faint king. How could they actually fall into disgrace in Southern Shaolin? !
Zhu Polong has always been a person who does not regret the past. For an ambitious man like him who is eager to make achievements and prove his talents, looking back on the past is a waste of energy and life.
However, today, for the first time, he began to recall the past, and he regretted it so much that he was unwilling to burn his whole body like fire.
——If I could kill this person with that punch when I first met him, why would things like this happen now?
the other party’s potential. It's really terrible!
Xu Xing's growth rate completely exceeded Zhu Polong's imagination. Logically speaking, after becoming a master, it would be extremely difficult to make any progress even a little bit.
Zhu Polong had a deep understanding of this. He didn't know how much energy he spent, how many serious injuries he suffered, and how many precious tonics he consumed before he could develop this "qiu ribs and flat ribs" body and truly join the ranks of the top strong men.
But as for that person, after becoming a grandmaster, he was like a bird flying into the sky or a fish swimming into the sea, breaking through several major barriers one after another. Moreover, his physical training realm and boxing practice went hand in hand. He simply regarded the theorems of martial arts as nothing!
A few years ago, Zhu Polong had the confidence to crush Xu Xing to death with one hand. A few months ago, after the battle in Taizhou, Zhu Polong thought to himself that if the two of them were really in full condition and fought with all their strength, the outcome would still be unpredictable.
But in less than three months, this man had already left him far behind!
Zhu Polong's reluctance was also mixed with fear.
This is entirely a fear of beings that are unfamiliar and difficult to fathom and believe.
In the face of Xu Xing, a monster who could not be restrained by common sense, Zhu Polong no longer even had confidence in his adoptive father, who respected him as a god.
Even if he still believes in Zhu Tiandu, Zhu Polong is after all a master who has the ability to make independent judgments and is absolutely true to himself. He cannot ignore the facts that have happened.
The fact is that even if Zhu Tiandu himself takes action, he may only be able to escape from this most powerful assassination lineup in history only after paying a huge price.
At this moment, Zhu Tiandu, who was dressed as a Confucian scholar, also walked out of the cabin. He faced the roaring sea water, slapped the edge of the boat, and said with emotion:
"This apprentice, Yue Laoer, is really interesting. Even the Thunder Sky can't hold him back. He is my real rival!"
There was no resentment in Zhu Tiandu's tone, only the excitement of meeting an opponent and meeting a good talent, without any other emotions mixed in.
After seeing Zhu Tiandu come out, Zhu Polong quickly broke away from all kinds of negative emotions and regained his calmness and reason.
He faced his adoptive father and said in a deep voice:
"It would be a fantasy to say that he accomplished such a feat alone. I suspect that Qi Hu did not return to Taizhou City, but was taken back to Southern Shaolin for treatment.
If it were two grandmasters, and if he gathered those boxers, it would be possible to do this.
Thinking about it this way, it is very likely that he has a tacit understanding with Taizhou for a long time. Even the Taizhou incident was a means for Hu Zongxian, Xu Wei and others to eliminate dissidents. ”
After Zhu Tiandu heard this, he waved his hand and said indifferently:
"Even if Qi Hu can help him, being able to do these things at least proves that he has the strength to compete with me.
Regardless of whether this kid has a tacit understanding with Taizhou, if he wants to stop me, he will definitely stand in front of me, just wait for the alliance in five days. ”
Zhu Polong hummed and analyzed again:
"Qi Hu can only reach the state of sincerity. Even if his boxing skills have improved greatly after going through life and death, it is impossible for him to recover completely within two months, and it is even more difficult to directly 'fist into the void', so let's count him as the follower. Kamizumi Nobutsuna exchanges words with each other
In this case, even if he does not count the many dead soldiers and killers, the Great Sage Huntian still has to face Tsukahara Bu Chuan and Big Thunder Sky. Even though he has become an 'indestructible' body, it is impossible not to be injured.
If he really dares to show up on the day of the alliance, maybe it will be our chance to eliminate the serious trouble we have.
However, both Kamiizumi Nobutsuna and Tsukahara Buchuan died in the battle, and their disciples who stayed in the Wonu Kingdom were afraid that they would cause some trouble on the day of the alliance meeting. ”
Zhu Tiandu said indifferently:
"Although these two people came here to seek Taoism, after all, they died for our sakes. Let's give some compensation to their disciples.
If there is really someone who refuses to give up, he will kill him. When the alliance is held, he is worried that no one will sacrifice the flag. ”
After saying that, Zhu Tiandu turned around again and looked at the shrinking continent. He picked up his fingers and counted carefully:
"Lü Fang, Qi Hu, and Yue Laoer's disciples, hey, these five days have been really tough..."
(End of chapter)