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Chapter 93 Martial Arts in the World

There were seven people standing in front of Wang Jingzhe, not Qing Ye. On the opposite side was Qi Zhengkun, followed by two young men of similar age to him, both in their twenties, wearing ordinary Zhongshan suits, starry eyes, sword eyebrows, nose bridges, and outstanding temperament. Behind these two were three middle-aged men, wearing plain clothes and lab coats, holding folding fans in their hands, which was similar to the appearance of crosstalk on the stage.

Wang Jingzhe's eyes passed through them and fell on the last one. When he looked over, the other party was also looking at him. The two of them had no sparks, and there was no hostility in their eyes. Their reaction was very plain, just like two strangers passing by while walking.

However, being plain does not mean not paying attention. Wang Jingzhe and the other party became alert almost at the same time.

What happened tonight was much more difficult than the situation when Wang Jingzhe came to Chang'an the day before yesterday when he encountered Mao Xiaocao being besieged and rescued her.

The night before, the one who besieged Mao Xiaocao was a group of mobs who didn't even dare to report their names. Today, this group must be from the five veins of Xuanmen without introducing them. It's just that they don't know which vein they are from.

The night before, I might not even have an appetizer. Today is the main meal, and it is a big meal.

There were seven people opposite, and there was only a little grass girl standing behind Wang Jingzhe.

After a brief silence, the last person in the crowd quietly took a few steps outside. He retreated silently, but it seemed that the horn of the battle sounded instantly. Qi Zhengkun took the lead in attacking because he was closest to Wang Jingzhe, and so close that the two of them were only separated by a table.

Qi Zhengkun suddenly raised his hand. Not only was his tiger's mouth called out, but his ten fingers were covered with rough dead skin. Even when they were close, you could still see that his fingers had been ground and there were no fingerprints on his palm lines. From this scene, you can see how careful Qi Zhengkun's Bagua Dragon Palm is practiced in daily life.

"Crack" Qi Zhengkun raised his hand and slapped the table between the two. The table was mahogany, about seven or eight centimeters thick, and although it looked a long time ago, it could be seen that it was very strong. He slapped it, and the four legs of the table immediately cracked and the shelf broke out.

Wang Jingzhe gently pushed Mao Xiaocao with his right hand, pushed her aside, then raised his arm with a calm expression and took a punch with the other party, but then his hand pulled down and removed all the strength in Qi Zhengkun's hand.

When the two of them fought in the first day of the first day of the year, the path between the two sides appeared. Qi Zhengkun took a fierce and fierce move, while Wang Jingzhe was as light as if he was trying to make a big move, and it seemed that he could not decide the outcome.

Qi Zhengkun pursed his lips, snorted coldly from his nose, took his right leg forward, and his arm retracted his elbow and smashed it towards Wang Jingzhe's head. But the other party seemed to have known that he would use this move. Before Wang Jingzhe could stretch his elbow over, he shook his body gently to the left. When Qi Zhengkun's elbow hit, he suddenly stretched out his fist, his thumb raised and pointed it hard towards his elbow.

"Hiss·····" Qi Zhengkun took a breath of air, feeling his whole body numb, and his body was in a state of paralysis for less than a second.

There is a point on the elbow joints of a person. If you accidentally touch it on a daily basis, you will feel abnormally soreness in your arms. If you are knocked hard by someone, you will be unable to describe the sourness and soreness.

When a master made a move, he lost a slight difference. Qi Zhengkun had only a second of paralysis and was caught by Wang Jingzhe. He raised his feet and kicked him in the chest.

"Bang" Qi Zhengkun was kicked in the chest and immediately stumbled backwards. The two behind him quickly supported him. Qi Zhengkun shouted in anger: "Let me go, come again."

Let's go back, but Qi Zhengkun came forward alone. The two young men saw that it seemed difficult for him to deal with Wang Jingzhe alone, so they rushed over with Qi Zhengkun at the same time.

After seeing the other party rushing over, Wang Jingzhe reached out and pushed Mao Xiaocao behind him and pushed her into the corner.

The little grass girl looked at him silently and suddenly thought of a sentence: If a man is careless, he will break up corn like a blind bear, throw away one and throw away one. When a man is careful, he is like a Sherlock Holmes who solves the case, and no details will be missed.

Qi Zhengkun and the other two attacked each other, and were in a room with an area of ​​only a few dozen square meters. It seemed that they could easily siege Wang Jingzhe and could make him hinder, but the facts were exactly the opposite, and it was shocking.

Every time the three of them made a move, when they were about to touch Wang Jingzhe, he could always dodge by chance, even by chance. For example, when the man punched Wang Jingzhe in the face, and the second person gave him a pair of peaks. Wang Jingzhe shrank his neck very accurately and then hid back for a while. His face was fine and his ears were not photographed. The timing and angle of his hiding were perfect. If he used too little force, he would be hit directly. If he used too much force, he would be wasted his strength. Everything was so just right and unbiased.

Wang Jingzhe frowned slightly, resisting or avoiding the attack of the three of them. He was forced to approach the corner of the wall after a few strokes. Qi Zhengkun curled his lips, which meant that he could see where you would run this time.

But what I didn't expect at this time was that Wang Jingzhe suddenly kicked backwards. After kicking the wall with a "splash", the man suddenly rolled towards the ground. Just like that very ugly lazy donkey rolling, Wang Jingzhe rushed out of the gap under the three of them. Then he turned his body, raised his head and turned his back to the ground, and his right foot quickly kicked Qi Zhengkun and the other two people's ankles three times in a row.

"Pu" A man fell down, and the other man was staggered to the wall. Qi Zhengkun reacted as quickly as possible and moved his ankle back and staggered away.

Wang Jingzhe kicked his left foot down the ground, and his body stood up in an instant. At the same time, he put away his right foot and kicked the legs of the table that had fallen apart. He reached out and copied a wooden leg in his hand, and then swung it over.

With a muffled "Puff", the table's legs were swung on Qi Zhengkun's hand, who raised his arms to block it. He grinned and sweated coldly. He rubbed his arms and hurriedly hid to the side.

Wang Jingzhe narrowed his eyes, picked up his wooden legs again and smashed them to the other two people.

"Bang"

"puff"

"Bang..."

After a few strokes, the two people who were approaching the corner were as if they were beaten into the water and were beaten so hard that they held their heads and squatted down.

"Ba, sb, sb" Someone in the yard clapped and then sighed and said, "Stop, don't show any shame. Every time you take action, you can fight with others in the most perfect calculation. Haven't you seen that this is an accurate way of calculation? He can calculate it for you no matter how you make a move, and he can even fart!"
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