Pushing martial arts horizontally: starting from depriving the mantis shrimp of its talent

Chapter 72 Figured It Out (4k)

As people from other martial arts schools were almost here, the empty venue suddenly became crowded and lively after ordinary people who bought tickets entered.

Soon, with the sound of a gong, the sound of the venue gradually disappeared.

An old man with a kind face walked out of the corridor and walked up a few steps to the ring in the middle.

"Since the establishment of our Jiangwu Association, we have aimed to harmonize Wangjiang Martial Arts, which has a history of 54 years."

"Over the years, countless martial arts schools have opened and closed here, and finally stabilized at the 22 martial arts schools today."

"Today, a friend from Huaiyang Prefecture hopes to open a boxing gym in Wangjiang to teach boxing. According to the rules, he needs to accept challenges from various sects in the ring. At least one stick of incense cannot fall off the ring, otherwise he will lose. "

"Now let our friends from Huaiyang Mansion come up."

After saying that, the old man stretched out his hand and pointed it in one direction.

Suddenly, in a corridor, a middle-aged man with several apprentices stood up from his chair, stepped out of the corridor, and walked along the stone bricks on the ground towards the arena that was as tall as one person.

After taking a few steps, his figure suddenly became illusive, and his whole body suddenly transformed into three figures and rushed out. They sprinted and landed next to the old man on the ring.

The three figures overlapped one after another, and their faces became clear.

"Wow!"

"Cow batch!"

"Master, I want to learn this!"

Chen Cheng raised his eyebrows when he saw the middle-aged man with a sad expression who was divided into three figures on the ring.

"So fast."

The miserable middle-aged man with his hands exposed heard the exclamations coming from the corridor, bowed his hands to the surroundings, and then opened his mouth, speaking in a deep voice of a mature man.
"My descendant, Chen Zong of Feiying Sect, came to Wangjiang Treasure Land this time and hopes to open a school to teach Feiying Step."

Seeing this, the kind old man looked around.

"I wonder if any of the museum owners would like to come up and give it a try?"

Several hotel owners around looked around. One of them, a middle-aged man with the same mustache as Lu Xun and fingers like eagle claws, put down his tea cup and stood up.

"In this case, let me learn Master Chen's clever tricks first."

After saying that, the middle-aged man with a one-word beard walked out of the corridor, his eyes suddenly sharpened, he stepped on his feet, stretched out his arms, and landed on the ring amidst the rustling of his robes.

After landing, he spread his arms like an eagle's wings, crossed his legs and squatted half-crouched, turned around and looked at Chen Zong opposite, like an eagle.

The kind old man saw this and walked off the ring, letting the two of them do their best.

"This one is the master of Zhou's Eagle Claw Sect. His eagle claws are extremely sharp and can grip iron as well as mud."

Old Man Ma introduced to the several disciples behind him.

"Please!"

On the ring, as soon as Chen Zong finished speaking, the leader Zhou on the opposite side was like an eagle fluttering its wings. He suddenly launched an attack and clawed at Chen Zong's face with a flickering black light.

The next second, five fingers like eagle claws grabbed the face, but the caught figure suddenly collapsed, and it turned out to be just a phantom.

Feeling the sound of wind coming from behind him, Master Zhou turned around and used his claws, but still only scattered a black shadow.

Under the ring, everyone could see more clearly, and saw that Chen Zong seemed to have turned into countless black shadows that overlapped, as if covered with a layer of black mist, and became blurry.

The speed is extremely fast, the steps are strange, and every turn is unexpected.

And at every turn, a black shadow will emerge from the body, making people wonder which one is the real body.

Master Zhou kept flying in the ring, but never caught the entity.

Seeing someone starting to boo below, Master Zhou's face became anxious, and he stamped his feet. A wave of strength arose layer by layer, pouring into his palms, like the wings of an eagle flapping. When his palms were closed, the energy exploded. The air suddenly exploded in all directions, setting off a gust of wind.

Suddenly, the black shadows scurrying around were blown away by the strong wind and all torn apart and disappeared.

A figure appeared in the corner of the ring.

"I can't hit, I won't hit!"

Master Zhou straightened up, waved his hand, then jumped off the ring with a stinking look on his face and returned to his seat.

Chen Zong cupped his hands towards the back of Master Zhou who stepped down from the stage.

Everyone also saw that in addition to emitting black shadows, Chen Zong was very fast. Even without the shadows, Master Zhou could not keep up with his speed. In order not to waste time, he simply got off the ring. , let other museum owners give it a try.

"Is there any other curator who will come up?"

The kind old man stood under the ring and shouted loudly.

"I come!"

Before the words could be heard, a gray figure suddenly appeared above the ring, and then stepped heavily towards Chen Zong in the center of the ring.

Chen Zong turned into a black shadow and disappeared again. The next second, the two people on the field began to fight. The speed was so fast that it made people feel like a gray air ball chasing several black air balls and tearing them apart.

"This is the master of the Mizong Sect. He practices Mizongbu and is good at moving over short distances."

Chen Cheng nodded after listening to Old Man Ma's introduction.

The figure that was difficult to see clearly in the eyes of everyone was extremely clear in his evolved eyes, and he easily followed the movement of the two people.

Moreover, his terrifying eyes revealed Chen Zong’s true identity.

"It's a really good technique, it can almost look fake."

Chen Cheng thought for a while, and he really didn't have any better way to deal with such a fast opponent.

He could transfer the power of the gravel fist to his feet through the blood line network, and use the powerful explosive power to keep up with his speed, but this was only suitable for going straight. For this kind of footwork where every step was unexpected, There is nothing we can do.

"I didn't expect that I have such a big weakness. Fortunately, I knew about it in advance."

Chen Cheng suddenly woke up.

The contest between Mizongbu and Feiyingbu started in full swing on the ring. In the end, the mixed shadows suddenly turned into two shadows, one black and one gray, and they separated, each standing on one side of the ring.

The black mist dispersed, revealing Chen Zong's miserable face.

Opposite him, the owner of the gymnasium who had lost track of his steps arched his hands with an ugly look on his face, then turned around and left the ring without saying a word.

It can be seen from his face that in this footwork competition, the Mizong Step is still weaker than the Flying Eagle Step.

At least Mizongbu had no way to deal with the scurrying black shadows, but he couldn't ignore it. No one knew whether the group was real or not, and they didn't dare to take a gamble.

Seeing that Wangjiang's best at speed, Mi Zongbu, was also defeated. No matter how much the kind old man encouraged him, no one went up again.

I went up to fight but couldn't. Isn't it embarrassing to go up?

With this mentality, Chen Zong stood on the ring for 10 minutes. After the incense burnt out, he received the approval of the Jiangwu Association to open a gym in Wangjiang to teach apprentices.

After hearing the announcement, several strong cheers came from a corridor. The faces of several disciples brought by Chen Zong were full of excitement, and some of them shed tears of excitement.

With Chen Zong being approved to teach boxing, the Shouquan Association has entered the next stage.

The atmosphere, which had cooled down because no one dared to step in, gradually became heated.

Behind each hall owner, the young warrior's eyes gradually became fiery.

"I am Ye Kai, a disciple of Huangji Fist, and Li Jun of Steel Fist Sect. Three years ago, you bullied me into being poor and weak, took away my fiancée, and humiliated me."

"30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi. If you have the guts, come up. Today, you will die or I will live."

A young man with murderous intent on his face rushed onto the ring and shouted loudly to a corridor in one direction.

"What are you barking at? If you want to die, I will make it happen for you today!"

As he said that, a similarly young figure rushed out from the corridor, and the two of them fought back and forth on the ring, which was very lively.

Seeing young disciples from various martial arts schools going up to seek revenge and complain, Tie Zhigang was aroused by the fiery atmosphere at the scene and was a little eager to give it a try.

"Is there anyone you want to kill?"

Chen Cheng asked seeing his excited look.

"No ah!"

Tie Zhigang shook his head naturally.

"Then what are you doing up there?"

Speaking of this, Tie Zhigang suddenly became excited, "You don't know, this boxing competition is a rare martial arts event in Wangjiang. If you make a name for yourself in the boxing competition, there will be forces coming later and you will pay more." price invitation.”

"Even if you can't become a full-time martial artist, the salary for temporary positions will go up several levels."

"Now I want to practice Hunyuan Ruyi Body, and I need a lot of money to buy big meat. I can't miss this opportunity."

Before he finished speaking, Tie Zhigang lowered his head and spoke to Old Man Ma. Old Man Ma gave a few instructions and then nodded.

Looking at Tie Zhigang rushing out with excitement on his face, Chen Cheng sighed.

"To be driven by the little money from a temporary job, I'm ashamed to be friends with this person!"

After Tie Zhigang came to power, he defeated several young warriors who had just made a name for themselves. However, these young warriors were only at the second level of blood. Tie Zhigang was still in the strong stage and could fight with the second level and break through the first level. Later, his potential was developed again. The expansion of his body brought about an increase in strength. The ordinary second blood was not enough for him to hit with one hand.

"Too weak! Too weak! Isn't there someone stronger?"

"Xiao Yixue, relying on his natural power, dares to speak nonsense, arrogant!"

Seeing Tie Zhigang's arrogant look, the third-blood descendant from the martial arts school finally couldn't help but rush out.

But ten seconds later, Tie Zhigang grabbed this person by his ankle and flew him out. After landing on the ground, he immediately covered his face with his sleeves and was so embarrassed that he was moved down by several fellow students.

Tie Zhigang easily defeated the third blood with one blood. This scene made the surrounding audience cheer excitedly.

Immediately, a wealthy businessman took a fancy to Tie Zhigang's high-spirited side. After learning that Tie Zhigang was only 17 years old and an orphan adopted by Old Man Ma, his eyes suddenly lit up. He stood up and wanted to marry his daughter to him with a daughter as a dowry. .

"Master!"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Hearing the voice behind him, Old Man Ma turned around and saw Chen Cheng with a determined look on his face.

"I figured it out!"

"Instead of sitting here in fear and waiting for others to attack, it's better to strike first!"

Old Man Ma's face became serious and he stroked his beard.

"Do you want to take the initiative to challenge those gym owners?"

Chen Cheng nodded.

"Okay! You do what you can. If you can't beat me, just jump down. No one will laugh at you."

What Old Man Ma said is correct. For a 16-year-old boy to challenge the Four-Blood Hall Master, but cannot beat him, and jumps off the ring to admit defeat. This is not shameful, but will be considered courageous.

"Hmph! Gravel Fist has a good idea. In that case, Qiang'er, go up and play with him!"

On the other side, looking at the arena where no one dared to step on for a moment, Wang Gang, the master of the Fuhumen Pavilion, snorted coldly, and with an order, Wang Qiang behind him was about to step out.

"Haha, why is the Master Wang so grand? If you are angry and have no place to vent your anger, why not go up and play with the young people yourself, and let these young people learn something."

Hearing the laughter coming from the old man Ma opposite him, Wang Qiang's face darkened, he slowly stood up, looked at the smiling old man opposite and said in a deep voice

"Old man Ma, are you serious?"

"Of course! If you can fight against a master-level warrior in advance, you won't be ashamed even if you lose."

Wang Gang stared at the calm-looking old man Ma for a long time, and suddenly laughed angrily.
"Okay! In that case, I'll go up and play with them! But if you get hurt anywhere, don't blame me for bullying the small!"

"No wonder! The worst thing is to admit defeat."

Wang Gang stepped out of the corridor in one step, his feet exploded with strength, and he flew onto the ring amidst splashing gravel.

Looking across at Tie Zhigang, who was tensing up as if he had encountered a natural enemy, Wang Gang had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were full of anger. His hands behind his back gradually circulated his energy and blood, preparing to fight from the beginning. Damn, teach Old Man Ma a lesson!
"Zhigang, come down!"

"Yes, Master!"

Hearing the voice coming from behind, Tie Zhigang, who was tense all over, relaxed, and then walked off the ring obediently.

The faint smile on Wang Gang's face disappeared and his brows wrinkled.

Just when he was about to question, he saw Chen Cheng, who was sitting behind Old Man Ma, slowly stand up.

"Hmph! So what if it's another person? I'll beat him to death with one slap this time. I'll teach you a lesson. I'll let you, an old guy, send someone with white hair to someone with black hair!"

Anger filled his heart, and Wang Gang couldn't even hide it on his face this time.

Chen Cheng walked up the steps to the ring obediently and stood opposite Wang Gang.

The kind old man stood on the steps and waved his hand down!
Boom!
In the corridor, the gong rang suddenly.

As soon as Wang stepped out, streams of air spiraled up from the ground and wrapped around his body.

"Boy! Forget it in this life, just have a longer memory in the next life!"

With a cold snort, Wang Gang's palm suddenly turned into a bronze color. In the next second, he crossed a distance of more than ten meters and blasted out with a palm, driving the air towards Chen Cheng's chest. The violent wind of the palm silently pressed his clothes to the chest. On the chest, outline the well-developed pectoral and abdominal muscles.

Although Wang Gang became famous for Fuhu Yiyi Dao, he also practiced other skills in addition, and also practiced a palm technique to the third blood level.

Although it is not as good as Fuhu's first-line sword, it is activated by the Qi and blood of the fourth blood level, and its power is far greater than that of the third blood level.

Facing Wang Gang, who had an extraordinary start, Chen Cheng's actions were much more plain and simple.

Make a fist with five fingers to circulate Qi and blood, step out with one foot, and step forward to collapse the fist!

Thunder-breaking style, twelve times!
Two fists, one big and one small, struck together, and in the next second, their strength exploded!

The ferocious-looking Wang Gang's expression suddenly changed, and he felt an unusually violent force roaring from his palm.

"Thunder-Breaking Success!"

The third-blood palm technique activated by the fourth-blood was instantly overwhelmed by the violent fist power and was directly scattered. Wang Gang screamed in surprise, and then shot backward instantly.

Wang Gang flew backwards for more than ten meters, and finally took several steps back, with each step exploding a spider web-like crack.

Finally, when he was about to fall off the ring, he gritted his teeth, stomped his foot backwards, and stepped into the stones of the ring with his back foot, and then stopped abruptly.

Feeling the moisture on his lips, Wang Gang reached out and wiped it with the tiger's mouth, looking down and his eyes filled with blood.

Looking up at Chen Cheng opposite, Wang Gang laughed angrily.

"Okay, okay! I didn't expect that I was tricked by you because of my carelessness! Old Man Ma's thunder-breaking style was actually practiced by you, no wonder he had the courage to come up."

Chen Cheng closed his fists and stood with his hands tied, with a faint apology on his face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be so weak. If I had known, I would have restrained myself!"

"Sharp teeth and sharp tongue! I want to see how many thunder-breaking moves you can perform, and whether you can be the same as your master!"

Wang Gang was furious, stretched his hand back, and suddenly Wang Qiang threw the tiger-head knife on his back from the corridor.

"Boy, you're not the only one with the ultimate killer move, Stone Fist!"

Wang Gang caught the pig-killing knife, held it in his hand, and then swung the big knife. With the endless wind, a tragic momentum burst out from his body, and the sword flashed and slashed towards Chen Cheng.

"Fuhuhu cuts with one line!"

He suffered a minor injury due to his carelessness, and in full public view, this made Wang Gang, who was bound to retaliate for his flaws, furious. He had no intention of holding back, and used the unique move of Fuhu Yiyi Dao.

Chen Cheng slowly stretched out his right palm and came in front of him, with his palm facing upward.

"Just in time, I also have a style for the Master Wang to taste."

Chen Cheng's deep voice sounded, and the blood in his body accelerated crazily as his two hearts beat, reaching the limit!

Qi and blood traveled rapidly throughout the body, transferring power to the right hand, refilling the muscles that had just been released.

The next second, the muscles on the forearm suddenly tightened and turned into a piece of copper skin, and the palm turned into black with metallic light.

Six times the thunder-breaking style!

Six times more powerful claws!

One kind of explosion, one kind of sharpness, two extreme forces converge and rub in the five fingers.

Finally, the five fingers suddenly squeezed together and turned into a fist. The air flow exploded and escaped, passing through the gaps between the fingers and letting out a thunderous roar.

"This style, I named it"

"Piercing Gold and Breaking Dragon Fist!"

(End of this chapter)