Lord of Time!

Chapter 44

Chang Sansi punched Chen Ping in the chest.

I only felt that the tentacles were soft, and the strength was exhausted, and there was a feeling of emptiness.

His arms grew enormously, his body followed the punch, and he was about to increase his strength a second time, piercing through the opponent's chest and abdomen.

But he felt an unmatched force, and he slammed back.

As a result, the so-called vibration and penetrating power of a punch did not play any role at all.

Although the opponent was hit by the move and retreated, his whole body was shaken, he took a step back, and lost a good opportunity to chase.

"What kind of boxing is this, can you hit people in the chest?"

Even with the killing intent in his chest, Chang Sansi still couldn't hold back and asked.

His eyes became serious.

As soon as the expert stretches out his hand, he will know if there is one.

I am best at short fights, and I can tell the difference between life and death. Even if my opponent is one or two levels stronger than me, after being close to me, there is a great possibility that I will be enraged on the spot.

The reason, of course, is that the puppet physical body technique practiced in the "Silk Pulling Opera" can go against the rigidity of the joints of the human body, and often launch attacks from unexpected places.

The force is fierce, and the shot is strange.

A good fighter has no great achievements, no name handed down from generation to generation...

When Chang Sansi made a move, many small tricks could not be put on the table, and his actions were hidden and popular. Although he was not ashamed, he still had the last laugh.

Ordinary people face this kind of tactic, and they are often defeated before they start.

However, the young man in front of him has more combat experience than himself.

Whether it is breaking through the bow and arrow raid, or avoiding the trap to ambush.Even, in the face of his own weird attack methods, he used his strength to transform his strength... All kinds of coups were at his fingertips, without any reluctance.

With such combat experience, even he is inferior by three points.

Seeing that there is still a little fluff on his upper lip, it can only be said that he is still wet... Could it be that the battle started from the mother's belly?
"You do not understand."

Chen Ping flicked the dust off his front chest with his backhand, shook his head and sighed: "Walking, sitting and lying are all skills, and the whole body can hit people... In my heart, it's not just fists and swords that can kill. Hair, every inch of skin is a weapon to kill."

I have never experienced the era of the decline of martial arts, and I would never think of it.

There are some people who, relying on their weak strength, study how to use the least strength, the most scientific and efficient method to achieve the purpose of killing their opponents.

There, not only the head can hit people, but also the chest and abdomen can hit people, and even the buttocks can sit dead.

The use of the body has reached the extreme.

I heard that there are people who are so bored that they can use the wrinkles on their faces to trap flies...

This is also understandable. If you have too little money, you have to save money and spend every penny on the edge of the knife.

It's completely different from the world in front of you.

Here, the vitality of the world is so abundant that you can take a bath, and the food and medicinal materials also contain energy that was unimaginable at that time.

As a result, the strength of the body has improved rapidly, and it is also possible to practice Qi easily and successfully.

With great strength and solid foundation, you can squander it at will without cherishing it.

Everyone is thinking, if you can break through the realm, you will break through the realm.

It is not possible to hone to the extreme and use the body to the extreme in every realm.

What is important is to use force to suppress people.

On the contrary, it is not as good as Chen Ping's fighting instinct honed in order to save his life in the environment of absolute adversity for decades in his previous life.

"Okay, Chang Fu Xiangzhu, I have also seen your boxing skills. The boxing is a good boxing, but it is too wasteful to put it in your hands. Stop talking nonsense, please, let's go!"

The words have not yet come to an end.

Chen Ping's feet sank slightly, and at the same time as the ground was sunken, a ripple ran from his feet to his legs, from his waist to his shoulders.

He leaned forward, whipped up a strong gust of wind, and rushed towards Chang Sansi.

The punch was just raised at the waist, and when it was punched, it was already in front of Chang Sansi.

With both feet arched forward and backward, the body protrudes extremely forward, almost parallel to the ground.

[Bow and shoot a tiger]
Go forward.

As a bow, fists as arrows... His whole body was boiling with energy and blood, and his fists exploded the air, sending out a roar of thunder.

This move is to beat Chang Sansi like a tiger.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

Chen Ping knew very well that the old fox in front of him had too many tricks and dirty minds.Now that he made a move at this time, he didn't want to give the opponent any chance.

If you can kill with one punch, you can kill with one punch.

"Good punch."

Feeling the blowing wind of fists and roaring vigor, Chang Sansi's hair and clothes were all danced back violently, and there was a hint of murder in the depths of his eyes...

Instead of retreating, he lowered his waist and made a steady horse step...

The body fluctuated with the strong wind, and the hands were pinched in front of the chest, like holding orchids.

Ten fingers staggered open.

Hand-folded flowers.

It is not flowers that are folded, but hands.

third hand.

The two hands were intertwined, but a third hand appeared, and the dagger in the sleeve cut to Chen Ping's right elbow silently.

Attack against attack.

Risk against risk.

He once relied on the Soft Bone Fist and the Folding Flower Shou to forcefully catch a master who has mastered the third meridian of the Qi Meridian with a full blow without dying.

Sensing the crisis at this time, he actually used his ability to press the bottom of the box.

This is also the reason for the "ghost sword" in his "Ghost Sword Scholar".

The sword is strange and inexplicable, as if there is an extra hand.

"I have guarded against your move for a long time."

Chen Ping sneered, looking like he was making a full-strength pounce, rushing forward desperately.

It's actually a bluff.

Stop if you want.

He paused, crossed his legs, spun his body, and drew a circle.

Sticking to the black dagger that protruded abruptly, he circled behind Chang Sansi.

At the same time, the shoulders and back exerted strength, and the hands were yin and yang, and they hit Chang Sansi's waist and hips heavily.

[Overlord send off]
bang...

In muffled sound.

Just as Chang Sansi stabbed out with a sword, before he had time to change his posture, he felt as if the left side of his body had been hit by a mad cow.

Unable to control his body anymore, he flew up like a cloud or fog.

The bricks and soil of the wall were torn apart by his huge figure like pieces of paper, and exploded.

Amidst the smoke and dust, bricks and mud flew around, and Chang Sansi fell heavily on the long street, creating a hole.

He spit out a mouthful of blood as soon as he opened his mouth, and he didn't care about the exclamations that sounded around him, let alone calling those cronies to come to the rescue.

After falling to the ground, the body jumped up, took a deep breath, and the musculoskeletal structure on the left side, which was slightly collapsed and deformed by the impact, recovered as if inflated.Before he could put on a posture, a sharp wind had already reached between his eyebrows.

It was Chen Ping who followed him like a shadow...

The feet were like mud, and the palms were like touching fish, touching his face very softly.

[golden eyebrows]
Once this trick happened, Chang Sansi had no doubts, with the opponent's strength and precise control, even if he didn't erase his own skull, the bent ring finger and index finger would still pull out his two eyeballs.

'What a cruel method. '

Once it is shot, it is like a violent storm, without giving people the slightest chance to breathe.

When the crisis was imminent, Chang Sansi only had time to raise his sword to ask the sky, and blocked it in front of his chest.

He tilted his head back with all his strength, and his body was already at a 45-degree angle to the ground, and he could no longer escape this disaster.

However, Chen Ping, who was chasing after the victory in front of him, retreated instead of advancing as if he had seen a ghost.

While the body was shaking, seven long afterimages were pulled out.

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

A series of high-pitched sounds.

In the place where Chen Ping originally stood, dozens of blue long-tailed thin needles suddenly appeared.

A cloud of needles shot out more than ten feet before it plunged obliquely into the ground.

(End of this chapter)