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Twelve torches on the ring light up a dark loess.
Yi Fanrao was dissatisfied and complained: "I just took a shower and prepared to eat, can't you stay a little later?"
Yu Lingzheng looked embarrassed and said, "I'll just come early tomorrow. Don't complain. I'll eat with you later."
Yi Fan said "Wow": "You are so shameless..." He took an attack stance and stepped forward fiercely. The dust under his feet stirred up a ring of dust and smoke, which flew in the wind.
Yu Lingzheng raised his fists and said with a smile: "It's really stingy, that's all. I'll see later that the girl has leftover food at home, so I'll just make do with a meal." He waved his four fingers slightly, signaling to let the horse come over.
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Yi Fan rushed forward and punched Yu Lingzheng in the chest. The move was as fast as lightning, with no intention of holding back.
"Another test? I'm not interested in being the all-around master on campus." The old god Yu Lingzheng was here and slapped his arm, but he suddenly saw him twisting his fist and raising his five fingers, and the palm knife flew toward his chest like a snake.
Yu Lingzheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, and danced with his left arm to deflect the attack. Yi Fancai didn't give him any time to react, and shook his arm away with his palm. The sword in his palm was like a rainbow, and suddenly turned into a fierce claw, grabbing at his heart.
go.
As the two retreated and then advanced, Yu Lingzheng suddenly turned around and hit Yi Fan on the cheek with his left elbow, catching him off guard. Yi Fan flew sideways and was shocked.
"I told you that hand-to-hand combat between two people is a matter of picking each other's moves and taking them by surprise. You can't just grab a small point and attack like a weapon. But you insist on attacking my chest. You are unjust."
At the same time, Yu Lingzheng had already rushed in front of Yi Fan, and his right palm came down hard with a fierce momentum.
Yi Fan fell to the ground and quickly rolled to the side to dodge, only to hear Yu Ling laugh and say: "Good reaction." The palm knife and his arm broke into the ground together: "Thousands of lions thundered - the ground roared."
As soon as the voice stopped, a lion's roar came out from the ground in an instant, the loess cracked, and the next moment, the sound of "boom" exploded, the martial arts training ground shook, and a ring of green air swept everywhere like a violent wind.
Yi Fan just stood up, his body was unstable, and he was immediately blown away by the strong wind. He shouted angrily: "Damn it, you said you can't use divine breath. Are you sparring, or are you trying to kill me?"
Yu Lingzheng looked embarrassed and laughed and said, "Oh, I forgot this rule for a moment, react naturally, react naturally. Are you okay?"
Yi Fan saw that he was making a fool of himself again and shouted: "I've been farting for half a year, don't say you didn't mean it."
"I really didn't mean it." Yu Ling argued in denial.
Yu Ling watched Yi Fan's transformation in the past six months, from a young boy who didn't know any martial arts to a fearless hand-to-hand fighter who became increasingly fierce as he fought. He knew that if he didn't use the divine breath technique to break down his will to fight,
Although you can still win if you want to, you can only win in embarrassment.
Seeing that he not only escaped the 'earth-shattering roar', but also used the strong wind to stabilize his body, it can be seen from these two points alone that Yi Fan has made a lot of progress compared to yesterday.
Yi Fan touched his swollen cheek, spat on the ground, and said, "How many punches do I need to punch you today to force you to do the Flurry of Dance?"
He knew in his heart that 'Thunderbolt of Ten Thousand Lions' was just a set of moves attached to Yu Lingzheng, and 'Luanwu Pigua' was his strongest boxing technique. Although Yi Fan could not force him to use this move a month ago, this time
There is still a glimmer of hope.
Yu Lingzheng couldn't help but look serious, and said: "It's the same as yesterday, and it will be the same in the future. Three times. As long as you can hit me three times, I will change my moves."
"good!"
With a sound of falling, the two men engaged in close combat, switching between attack, defense, and flash. The rain spirit yelled loudly: "Thunder of Ten Thousand Lions - Thunder Claws" leapt forward, whip claws like rain, and swift shadows enveloped Yi Fan.
He was beaten until he could not move.
Yi Fan only felt the pain in his bones all over his body, as if he had been whipped. From the corner of his eye, he could see the remains of his clothes flying, and he must have been torn to pieces. He crossed his arms to protect his head, raised his head and thought hard through the gaps in his arms.
See the opponent's offensive clearly.
Time passed bit by bit, the previous moves were getting old, and the movement of the palms and claws gradually became clearer. Yi Fan seized the opportunity, saw clearly, accurately drilled his five fingers into the gap between Yu Lingzheng's claws, and turned back violently.
Yu Lingzheng was stunned for a moment, fearing that his fingers would be broken by him, so he pressed down and tried to break away. At this time, Yi Fan's left fist had already arrived, and with a 'pop' sound, he was punched in the middle of the cheek.
Yi Fan knew that it was impossible to catch three moves in a row in this limelight, so when he saw Yu Ling fighting, he wanted to break away, and immediately threw away his hand, and hit the left rib with a right leg.
In the air, Yu Ling tried to block it with his elbow and whipped his leg away. Yi Fan was not afraid and took the blow forcefully. There was a "bang" sound, and he felt his heart trembling, and his chest seemed to be holding a heavy breath and unable to relax.
The severe pain in my left ribs surged into my mind like an angry wave, and at least four ribs had been broken.
Yi Fan bent his arms, grabbed his feet suddenly, and kicked him in the chest again. He let go in an instant, and Yu Ling flew backwards with a roar of pain.
Yi Fan's breath was unstable, he gasped tremblingly, and said in a cold voice: "Two moves."
Yu Ling caressed his chest, unable to breathe. After a moment, he said: "There is still one more move left. If you can hit me again, I will use Flurry of Dance."
There is nothing wrong with the fact that Yi Fan is growing every day, but it must be said that this is the first time that Yu Ling has been so embarrassed when fighting for the first time. Even with the divine breath protecting his body, the kick just now was obviously too heavy for him. If not
Yi Fan just reminded him that he really had the urge to perform a flurry of dancing and slashing immediately.
In an instant, the two of them clashed again, and this time there was no unnecessary probing. Yi Fan just wanted to force Luan Wu to perform the attack as soon as possible, while Yu Lingzheng wanted to end the battle as soon as possible.
The two of them blocked punches with their fists, facing each other without any protection. Attacking means defending, and defending means attacking. However, the two people's boxing skills are far different. Yi Fan's intention is fierce, and it is not as exquisite as Yu Lingzheng's. It is difficult to
He made every move and style flow smoothly, and he received more than ten punches in a short time.
Yi Fan fought more and more fiercely, and was punched hard in the chest. He couldn't help but take a step back. He leaned down and swept his legs quickly. Yu Lingzheng sneered, jumped up, fell down and waved his palms, shouting:
"Thousands of lions move with thunder - the body of thunder transforms into a lion."
Yu Lingzheng turned sharply in the air, his blue clothes whirling sharply, causing a flash of brilliance, like thunder striking, and he dived to the ground. Yi Fan stood on his horse with his fists clasped, glaring at the sky. As he approached, he suddenly shouted loudly, his hands
The fist was thrown into the air.
"Bang" dust and smoke flew all over the ground, and they saw the two fists sealing each other. Yi Fan looked at Yu Lingzheng above his head and smiled confidently at him: "Third move." After saying that, he turned his fists into claws, and in an instant
He grabbed Yu Lingzhu's wrist, dragged him down, and at the same time raised his legs and kicked him up.
With a heavy blow, Yu Lingzheng's eyes widened, and he let out a "wow" sound. He didn't know whether it was stomach acid or something, and he spurted out in one mouthful. He flew several feet away, knelt down and stroked his abdomen, with an expression of indescribable horror, but also
It's like he hasn't recovered from the pain.
Yi Fan panted heavily and took the opportunity to rest, knowing that the next step was the most important event. The more energy he had, the more protection he would have.
After a long time, Yu Lingzheng stood up in embarrassment, his body swaying as if he could not stand still: "I take back what I just said, I really don't want to take the blow just now. From now on, when I sparring with you, I will only
I know how to use flurry to chop and hang."
Yi Fan laughed loudly, pointed out three fingers and said: "In less than three months, as long as there are three more months, no matter what you use, you will still have to take advantage of my three tricks."
As everyone knows, Yi Fan's words completely aroused Yu Lingzheng's competitive spirit. After that, Yu Lingzheng never took any of his punches.
Yu Lingzheng put one hand behind his back, flexed his fingers with the other hand, and said with a smile: "Come on, let's finish the fight and eat."
"good!"
Yi Fan leaned forward to sweep his legs, but before he had time to react, he felt his thighs being lifted up. Yu Lingzheng's palm movements seemed slow, but there was no trace of sloppiness. As soon as he lifted up his thighs, he struck out two palms on Yi Fan's calves.
knife, and then flicked it with his big hand, bending it back to its right side.
Yi Fan was anxious and wanted to break free, but found that his right foot was paralyzed and could not move. He quickly whipped out his left leg and struck at Yu Lingzhu. Seeing the whip kick coming, Yu Lingzhu's palms suddenly moved as fast as lightning, and lightning could not cover him.
Ear, chop the knife on the leg, temporarily destroying the nerves, causing temporary paralysis.
Before he reached the front of his body, his whip legs went limp. Yi Fan realized that he had no feeling in his lower body. He was terrified and shouted: "You cheated. I didn't see you use this trick yesterday."
Yu Lingzheng threw him into the sky, opened his eyes and shouted: "Luan Wu Pi Gua - Duan Shen". He struck his every inch of muscles and nerves accurately, and said with a smile: "I didn't cheat, don't worry.
I will use it frequently in the future.”
‘Bang, bang, bang, bang…’ After striking out with hundreds of palms, Yi Fan only felt the pain pass for a moment, and then he felt nothing again. Yu Lingzheng took back the attack and let him fall to the ground.
Seeing that the floor was getting closer and closer to him, Yi Fan subconsciously said "ouch" and said in surprise: "Hey, it doesn't hurt..."
The battle finally ended.
Yu Ling gasped for breath and said with a smile: "Of course, all your nerves have been temporarily knocked out by me. It will take at least half an hour before you can resume action."
Yi Fan tried hard to sit up, but he didn't have any strength. He said dissatisfiedly: "This trick is too cheating. It is not allowed to be used in the future."
Yu Lingzheng said with a serious face: "No, if this is the case, it will be difficult for me to explain to Patriarch Yi."
Yi Fan's face twitched and he said contemptuously: "You're here now. If I want you to use this trick from now on, how can I beat you?"
"You can find your own way to break it. Anyway, I will have this trick to deal with you in the future." Yu Lingzheng said seriously: "My Luan Wu Pi Kao is a boxing technique that blocks nerves. It can cause pain, numbness and itchiness at the least, and direct pain at worst.
Breaking the nerves makes you a cripple."
Yi Fan looked at him sideways and asked, "How much power did you use just now?"
Yu Lingzheng scratched his head and thought: "It should be less than 30%."
Yi Fan gasped when he heard the words. Yu Lingzheng saw his thoughts and explained: "Francing and splitting is not invincible. If it is used by ordinary people, it may be possible, but for those who cultivate gods, there is no such thing."
It is very useful. After all, with the divine breath protecting the body, the body and meridians will be greatly improved. Take Brother Yan as an example, if I want to cut off one of his nerves, I would have to strike at least two to three palms in the same place before it would be effective.
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Yi Fan was surprised: "So weak? If you could hit him twice at the same place, you wouldn't even know how many times you'd have been struck by it."
Yu Ling said with a smile: "Maybe." That smile was very meaningful, as if there was something hidden in him.