The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 80 Awakened
It is rumored that Huojiaquan was created by Huo Qubing during the Han Dynasty.

It is said that Huo Qubing absorbed the Xiongnu's vicious tactics of throwing, shooting and strangling, combined with the martial arts of the Central Plains, and compiled it in the secret training of Hun generals and brave men in the Qilian Mountain School Riding Camp.

The actual combat patriarchal method of Da Nei's secret handed down by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty is called the Han Wu Great General's secret sect strangulation technique.Later, because of the integration of Confucianism and Taoism culture in the Central Plains, it is also called Huojia secret sect.

Therefore, Huojiaquan is also called Mizongquan or Mizongquan.

And the famous Mi Zong step in later generations is a kind of step of Huojiaquan.

This movement method can be seen from the name, it is fast and agile.

At this time, Huo Yuanjia rushed furiously, galloping his horse with a husai, punched violently, and slammed Feng Ji in the face.

The corner of Feng Ji's mouth grinned, and he didn't dodge, and the same straight punch hit him head-on.

Huo Yuanjia had suffered from Feng Ji's huge strength, so naturally he didn't dare to confront him head-on.

But he saw that his fist mutated halfway, turning his fist into a claw, and suddenly grabbed Feng Ji's fist.

Immediately, his figure flashed, his arm suddenly exerted force, he twisted it hard, and shouted violently: "Break it for me!"

24 strangulation skills, the white ape wins the prize!
This move belongs to the grasping technique in the Huo Family Boxing!

Feng Ji raised his eyebrows, his muscles tensed suddenly, no matter how hard Huo Yuanjia tried, Feng Ji's arms could not be bent at all.

Seeing this, Huo Yuanjia stomped his feet violently while being frightened and angry, bursting out with secret energy!
Immediately, the fingertips swallowed vigorously, interrupting the flow of Feng Ji's qi and blood in an instant.

Feng Ji frowned: "An Jin?"

Immediately, his shoulders shook violently, and immediately his bone marrow burst out!

Immediately, with a flick of the muscle, the two dark forces collided and disappeared, and the vitality and blood recovered in an instant.

The powerful qi and blood drove the muscles, and swept across the arms violently.

Seeing this, Huo Yuanjia couldn't help shrinking his pupils, he hurriedly lowered his head and turned upside down, and dodged away with a blow of flat sand and falling geese.

He looked at Feng Ji in disbelief: "You also stepped into the dark energy?"

Feng Ji grinned: "What's so difficult about Anjin?"

Huo Yuanjia's heart was blocked, he was a genius in heaven, he was sick with tuberculosis, and practiced martial arts to strengthen his body, even so, he did not enter the dark force until he was in his 30s.

How old is this kid?

Less than twenty?
He has actually comprehended the dark energy.

What the hell kind of monster is this?
He felt even more resentful, and stood up abruptly: "It's just the beginning of the dark energy, suffer death!"

He rushed towards Feng Ji again, rushed in front of Feng Ji, still made a feint, and with a flash of his figure, he disappeared behind Feng Ji.

A wild horse crossed its hooves and kicked Feng Ji down.

Feng Ji was faster than him, turned around and stepped on the Big Dipper.

The two people staggered, dodging each other's attack.

At the same time, each punched again.

Feng Ji made a toast to Huo Yuanjia, and with terrifying punch, he roared and hit Huo Yuanjia's shoulder.

Huo Yuanjia's eyes were red, he suddenly got short, slipped past Feng Ji's waist, played 'Loulan's Helmet', and grabbed Feng Ji's neck suddenly.

Feng Jiwan seemed to have eyes behind his back, and without turning his head, he poked his feet, stepped forward, and kicked Huo Yuanjia's arm violently.

Huo Yuanjia couldn't catch it, so he had no choice but to change his move. He pressed his palm on Feng Ji's kicked leg, and jumped up into the air.

He was in the air, kicking Feng Ji's face fiercely with both legs.

This is the Mizong Fist's eight-throw style, the camel flies in the desert!

Feng Ji didn't dodge, he grinned at the corner of his mouth, his fists were like cannons, and he suddenly dropped his shoulders and blasted towards the top of his head!
Generally speaking, the strength of the legs is much greater than the strength of the arms.

In this move, Feng Ji used his fist against his leg, but in fact he should have been at a disadvantage.

However, Feng Ji's power attribute has already reached the inhuman state, almost ten times the huge power of ordinary people.

Coupled with Ming Jin's terrifying explosive power, the two collided with each other.

With a bang, Huo Yuanjia groaned, and he was beaten upside down in mid-air!

Feng Ji laughed loudly: "Huo Yuanjia, don't admit defeat yet!"

He walked like flying, and before Huo Yuanjia landed, he kicked a high whip kick and volleyed loudly.

Bang-!
The air burst and exploded, and the air waves rolled.

Huo Yuanjia has nowhere to rely on in the air, let alone avoid it.

He had to grit his teeth and prop up his arms to resist.

boom!
This kick was like a heavy cannon, kicking directly on Huo Yuanjia's arms.

Like a sandbag, Huo Yuanjia slammed on the Eight Immortals table in the yard with a bang.

Wow, the wine on the table was spilled all over the floor, this is the table where he drank just now!

Huo Yuanjia's arms were trembling with severe pain, and he secretly tried his best to turn his fate away, eliminating the bruising and swelling caused by Feng Ji's huge force.

He was about to stand up, but suddenly his eyes went dark.

Immediately, Feng Ji had appeared in front of him.

The next moment, a foot that looked like an Optimus Pillar slammed down!
"I'm dying!"

Huo Yuanjia's face was pale, with despair in his eyes.

In my mind, what flashed across was not that the Huo family's boxing skills were inferior to others, nor was it that my reputation was ruined throughout my life.

It is the mother's charitable face, respecting and teaching.

The daughter has an immature face, acting like a baby in her arms.

It was at this moment that he suddenly realized that the most sorry thing in his life was his mother and his daughter!

His memory flashed back, as if he saw him surrounding the ring when he was a child.

Witnessing his father's last move, the Huo family's lore fist, could easily kill Zhao Jian's father.

But at the last moment, my father kept his hand!
"Yuanjia, although you have no opponent in Jinmen, your biggest opponent is actually you yourself."

His mother's words sounded like thunder in his ears!

Tears welled up in Huo Yuanjia's eyes, and he didn't understand until then.

Father's punches were not fast enough or hard enough.

It is the fist of the father, with benevolence and justice, compassion and tolerance.

"Father, you are the real number one in Jinmen... I was wrong."

Huo Yuanjia closed his eyes, waiting for the arrival of death.

"Be merciful!"

boom!
Feng Ji's feet fell down with a bang, dust was flying, and the bluestone slab on the ground was trampled out of a deep hole!

Nong Jinsun broke through the obstruction of the crowd, his eyes were red, he hugged Feng Ji's thigh, and pleaded: "Master Feng, President Feng, please be merciful, be merciful."

"You have already won, you are already the number one in Jinmen, Yuanjia still has a mother, and a young girl to raise, please take care of me and the friendship I have had with your father for many years Come on, stop fighting!"

Feng Ji's feet were less than one palm away from Huo Yuanjia's head.

At this time, Huo Yuanjia slowly opened his eyes, his face was pale, and the hostility in his eyes had already dissipated.

He stared blankly at Feng Ji, he didn't expect that Feng Ji didn't step on his head at the last moment.

He knew very well that if this foot stepped on his head, his head would definitely explode like a watermelon.

With Feng Ji's power, it can be done!

Inexplicably, he remembered his father's last hold back.

Immediately, bitterness appeared on his face, his eyes were moist, he looked at Feng Ji, and murmured: "I lost..."

"You are... the number one in Jinmen..."

The words "Jinmen No. [-]" seem to weigh more than a thousand catties.

He spit out these four words, and personally gave up the glory that he had pursued for half his life.

He also broke the shackles with his own hands.

There was pain in my heart, but there was a kind of relief like a heavy burden.

Nong Jinsun lowered his head in surprise, looked at Huo Yuanjia, hesitant to speak excitedly: "Yuanjia...you..."

Feng Ji withdrew his thigh and glanced at Huo Yuanjia meaningfully.

"Master Huo, it seems that you have really figured it out."

He could kill Huo Yuanjia, but he didn't do it, not for the Huo Yuanjia in front of him, but for the historical master Huo Yuanjia.

If Huo Yuanjia can be woken up by himself, Feng Ji doesn't mind to stop and save his life.

He even hopes that Huo Yuanjia can use this life to kill more foreigners and more Japanese to win glory for China.

In the final analysis, it was because he and Huo Yuanjia did not have a deep hatred, and Huo Yuanjia didn't know what his apprentice did.

Huo Yuanjia was helped up by Nong Jinsun. He seemed to be out of strength, and his thoughts were more open-minded than ever before.

He didn't speak, and looked back around.

But he saw that the disciples of Huojiaquan had already run away.

After the three leaders of the Sanqing Gang died, they were just afraid.

But when Huo Yuanjia was beaten violently by Feng Ji for the first time, they were so scared that they had already slipped out.

There are only a few disciples left, still sticking here.

Huo Yuanjia laughed at himself, these are the people he made friends with, his apprentices...

At this time, Zhao Jian rushed over like crazy with the disciples of the Strong Martial Arts Association.

"Hahaha, I won! I won! My Zhao family boxing has won the Huo family boxing!"

"The president won, the president won, the president is the number one in Jinmen!"

"The strong martial arts club is invincible, and the president is invincible!"

"Hahaha, we won!"

Feng Ji was surrounded by everyone, and everyone cheered.

Huo Yuanjia was supported by Nong Jinsun and several disciples, left the crowd lonely, and walked towards the door in desolate steps.

Standing at the gate of the Strong Martial Arts Association, Huo Yuanjia looked up at Feng Ji who was surrounded by the crowd. He closed his eyes, and the experience of the first half of his life flashed in his mind like a marquee.

Finally he let out a breath and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Yuanjia, are you... all right?" Nong Jinsun asked worriedly.

Huo Yuanjia smiled: "Jin Sun, I suddenly feel that it is so easy not to be the number one in Jinmen."

Nong Jinsun was overjoyed, knowing that Huo Yuanjia had figured it out, he immediately excitedly said: "Yuanjia, you... hahaha, okay, okay, this is my good friend, let's go, I am treating guests today, we will not return if we are not drunk !"

Huo Yuanjia shook his head, smiled and said: "No, Tweety is still waiting for me to go home."

"From now on... I won't drink anymore!"

"No more?" Nong Jinsun was surprised.

"Well, stop drinking!"

(End of this chapter)