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

Chapter 73 The Golden Dragon Breaking Fist

"You want to use your fist against my knife? You're looking for death!"

When Wang Gang saw Chen Cheng clenching his fist, he immediately sneered in his heart. The sword flashed, splitting the air, and he was able to control it in an instant.

Chen Cheng punched out, and an indomitable momentum suddenly erupted.

The next second, a punch and a knife collided in the center of the ring.

Ping!
The sound of metal clashing was accompanied by sparks. The next second, the tiger-headed knife bounced high. Wang Gang felt a powerful force coming from the tiger-headed knife. It seemed as if the tiger-headed knife had struck an oncoming steamroller. He was directly bounced into the air.

"how is this possible!"

There was a sword and fist fight, but nothing happened to the fist, but the knife bounced back. Wang Gang's eyes shrank.

The next second, his face turned ferocious, and with the help of the bounced tiger head knife, he turned behind him and slashed horizontally!

"I don't believe how many knives you can block!"

The tiger-head knife slashed horizontally towards the side of Chen Cheng's neck, intending to chop off his head.

But the next moment, the back of a completely black fist blocked the blade, and another spark exploded.

"I don't know how many knives you can block, but you won't be able to maintain this move for long, right?"

Chen Cheng's breath was steady, and he was still distracted when talking. The force of the counter-shock was evenly spread to all parts of his body by the blood line network, as if it was not affected at all.

Wang Gang clenched his teeth, condensing the energy and blood that had been somewhat shattered by the shock during the fight.

Without saying a word, he just circulated his energy and blood with all his strength, and each stab was faster than the last.

In the flash of sword light, he kept slashing at Chen Cheng from all directions.

Chen Cheng was like a piece of divine iron that was constantly being hacked to produce sparks.

"It's me!"

Before Chen Cheng could finish his words, he suddenly swung his arm upwards and used the back of his fist to knock away the tiger-head knife that had been chopped off in the air. His right hand stayed at his waist, pinched with five fingers, and dragon roars burst out.

"TMD, turn with all your strength, penetrate the gold and break the dragon fist!"

Six times of thunder-breaking style and six times of sharp-breaking claws, one kind of explosion, one kind of sharpness, two kinds of strength are gathered in the five fingers, and as the five-finger fist suddenly rotates and collides, it finally turns into a force that has both penetrating and Exploding weird fist power.

Feeling the strong threat from Chen Cheng's right fist, Wang Gang shrank his eyes, bent his right arm to block, and pushed the rebounded tiger-head knife horizontally in front of him.

The next second, the sound of dragon roar came towards the face.

boom!
As if a fist made of fine steel shot out from the waist with lightning speed, it hit the broad blade of the tiger head sword.

There was a buzzing sound, and Wang Gang's arms shook. He felt the pressure on his arms holding the tiger-head knife increase sharply at first, and then plummeted. Goosebumps rose up on his chest, and Qi and blood gathered in his chest subconsciously.

Huge force exploded in his chest, and the clothes on his chest turned into debris and exploded.

Wang Gang only felt that his chest was hit by a sledgehammer, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was thrown backwards.

It hit the ground outside the ring. After falling to the ground, another mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Master!"

"father!"

Wang Qiang and other disciples in the corridor were suddenly startled, and they all ran out and surrounded him.

Wang Qiang held Wang Gang lying on the ground in his arms, his face full of anxiety.

"Go back to the martial arts gym! Hurry!"

Wang Gang only had time to say one sentence before he fainted.

The arm covering his chest slipped down weakly, revealing a purple-black fist mark.

The fist mark was sunk three points downward. If Wang Gang hadn't reacted quickly and used his energy and blood to counteract it, the punch just now would have completely penetrated the chest.

Seeing the Fuhumen disciples hugging Wang Gang and leaving quickly, the whole place was silent at first, and then the sound suddenly exploded.

"Am I right? The one who flew out just now was the King of Pavilion?"

"I saw it too. It's over. There's something wrong with my eyes."

On the ring, Chen Cheng took off the tiger-head knife hanging on his right arm. In the punch just now, the tiger-head knife made of special materials was penetrated directly by him.

Ignoring Fu Humen and others who left quickly, Chen Cheng threw aside the tiger head knife with a big hole in it, and turned his eyes to the bald man who had just looked at him with a disgusting look, but now had a serious look on his face.

"The bald man just peeked at my butt and breasts with that look. If he dares to peek today, he will drug me tomorrow, and he will dare to bully me the day after tomorrow. Can this world be a better place?"

"No, this person can't stay!"

Thoughts flashed through his mind, Chen Cheng raised his arm, pointed at the man and said

"That bald guy, come out!"

Sitting on the chair with a serious face, Chi Yu first looked around and made sure there were no other bald heads around, then his face turned dark.

After being silent for a while, he slowly spoke

"Young people, don't be too arrogant."

"You are not cowardly, are you?"

Chi Yu clenched his fists suddenly, but then slowly released them.

To be honest, his strength is similar to Wang Gang of Fuhumen, and he also uses a knife.

But his sword moves straight and forward, using force to overwhelm people. Judging from the situation of Chen Cheng and Wang Gang's fight just now, Chen Cheng's explosive power is probably still higher than his. If they go head-to-head, I'm afraid he won't be his opponent.

Just when Chi Yu was hesitating, suddenly, a sword flashed before his eyes, and a Guan Dao appeared in front of him.

Chi Yu looked up to his side with a speechless face. He saw the senior sister who looked like Luo Nawei with a serious face. She handed over the sword and said seriously.
"Master, come on, otherwise the reputation of our martial arts school will be ruined."

"it is good!"

Chi Yu gritted his teeth, reached out to take the Guandao, and rushed into the ring with a stamp of his feet.

"My dear nephew, let's stop here. Don't hurt the relationship. What I said before was all nonsense. Don't take it to heart."

Chi Yu is still trying to save it. "Damn faggot, die!"

Chen Chengcheng didn't give any face, his face turned cold, the veins in his arms popped out, and they instantly swelled to the size of an ordinary person's waist.

Qi and blood are accelerated nine times!
Qi and blood network, reversed!

Instantly, all statuses are raised to the limit!

"Demon-killing blasting punch!"

"Fuck!"

Looking at the abnormally swollen right fist, Chi Yu's eyelids jumped wildly at this moment.

"I will die with this punch!"

Chi Yu's spirit was tense to the extreme at this moment. He threw the Guandao in his hand fiercely, then kicked his feet and stepped back, about to take the initiative to fly out of the ring.

Chen Cheng's right hand suddenly grabbed the flying Guandao blade, and the handle of the knife kept shaking.

Seeing Chi Yu, who had jumped out of the ring but was still in mid-air, his energy poured in, and then he suddenly shot out.

In mid-air, Chi Yu looked at the Guandao coming through the air at a very fast speed. He was in mid-air and could not use any force. He bit his teeth and gathered all his energy and blood into his palms!

He closed his palms and clamped the blade.

"Catch it, it's stable!"

Before he could relax, the Guandao in his hand exploded in the next second.

Countless fragments exploded in all directions. The nearest Chi Yu was instantly torn apart by tens of thousands of fragments in mid-air, and a ball of blood exploded in mid-air.

Senior Sister Luo Nawei was stunned when she saw a mass of blood in the air.

"Shouldn't I let Master do it?"

Protecting his chrysanthemum again, Chen Cheng turned his head and looked at the side belonging to the Old Ape Gate.

But when he glanced over, he only saw a group of people eating melons with excited faces.

Chen Cheng was stunned.

"Where are the people from the Old Ape Clan?"

"They just slipped away quietly!"

A member of the crowd seemed to see what Chen Cheng was thinking and shouted loudly.

Hearing that the people from Lao Yuanmen had sneaked away, a trace of pity flashed in Chen Cheng's eyes.

But it doesn't matter, you can run away from the monk, but you can't run away from the temple.

Today, none of these three martial arts schools can escape, I said it!
Chen Cheng stood on the ring for a while and found that there was no old guy who was relying on his old age as he imagined, and blamed him for dealing such a heavy blow to the two of them.

Otherwise, he would have to demonstrate on the spot what ashes to ashes and dust to dust are.

For an old guy with declining energy and blood, his ghost-killing blasting fist can be said to have directly eliminated the need for cremation and was reduced to ashes on the spot. Chen Cheng called it highly efficient.

And even the urn is omitted, which can also be called frugality.

Chen Cheng walked off the ring and sat down on the bench behind Old Man Ma in full view of everyone.

As soon as I sat down, a staff member from the Jiangwu Association approached me tremblingly and asked if I wanted to change to a larger chair.

However, Chen Cheng refused.

The owners of other martial arts schools turned their eyes away from Chen Cheng and focused on Old Man Ma, who was stroking his beard and smiling so much that his big teeth were exposed. Their eyes were full of envy and jealousy.

"Damn it, is this old man related to orphans? The two orphans I met are both martial arts prodigies. One of them beat three blood with one blood, and the other with two blood of four."

"Are orphans more likely to become monsters?"

Some owners of small martial arts schools are secretly thinking about whether to recruit more orphan apprentices in the future. If they pick up a monster, wouldn't it be a great success?

Old Man Ma was grinning from ear to ear. When Chen Cheng punched through the blade of the sword and knocked Wang Gang away, he accidentally pulled off a strand of his beard.

After Chen Cheng disabled Chi Yu's hands again, he grabbed another strand.

Although he grimaced in pain, he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

If you can't hide it, then you won't act!

Thinking of this, Old Man Ma was greatly relieved and laughed loudly.

"Damn, if I had an apprentice like this, I would laugh louder than him."

"You can even laugh so quietly, how can you be qualified to be such a talented master? I heard that the martial arts of gravel fist can only be practiced to the second level? There will be no progress in the future. Our martial arts can at least be Is it possible to cultivate to the fourth level of blood?"

Some of the masters of the martial arts gyms looked at Chen Cheng with a cold face behind Old Man Ma with flickering eyes. The more they looked at him, the more they felt that this child had a master-disciple relationship with them.

"Junior brother, why does that move you just used look a bit like the Flying Dragon Fist?"

After Chen Cheng sat down, he was poked in the waist behind him. He turned his head downward and met the curious eyes of his senior brother Ma De.

Chen Cheng: (._.)
Senior brother Ma De raised his head and looked at Chen Cheng, hoping that he could satisfy his curiosity.

Chen Cheng nodded slightly and then said

"It is indeed the Flying Dragon Fist. I accidentally got a copy of the Flying Dragon Fist secret book before, but there is no matching Condensation Formula, so I can't practice it."

"But the method of using strength in the secret book is very inspiring to me."

"So, I combined what I learned and continued to explore according to the way of using the power in Feilong Fist, and finally created this style."

Ma De suddenly realized it, which satisfied his curiosity.

Chen Cheng turned his head back.

What he said to Ma De was true. The Golden Dragon Breaking Fist was also a move he created on his own after committing suicide with the Ghost Exploding Fist during this period.

(End of this chapter)