Zhou Baitong didn't hesitate, he took out the cannon hammer in his hand and stamped his feet with such force that the dust flew up. He didn't know whether the young monk in front of him really had the foundation of the Yi Jin Jing, so he didn't dare to take it lightly, so he took action as the main attack!
One hammer came out, and then another. His swallowing and bombardment maintained a wonderful rhythm, ensuring that every blow had a force of thousands of pounds. This was the accumulation of his decades of cultivation and his experience.
accumulation.
After he finished blasting the forty-one cannon hammer, he took a deep breath. His fist posture remained unchanged, but his internal strength became stronger. He used the "Heaven-Breaking Cannon" move, gathering strength from his waist to break his chin. If he was hit by this move,
It can range from a broken mandible to a shattered skull.
When I woke up, I stretched out my palm to block it. There was severe pain in my palm, and I actually fell three steps.
Zhou Baitong didn't give Sue Wu a chance to breathe. Taking advantage of these three steps, he took another breath to replenish his inner strength and punched out again with astonishing momentum!
Sue Wu knew that this blow was powerful, so he hurriedly dodged sideways. Zhou Baitong's punch was empty, and the force landed on the jujube tree behind Sue Wu. The dates fell like rain and crashed to the ground like hailstones.
"The old man's forty-one cannons and the one-shot technique are really impressive. The younger generation admires them." Suo Wu nodded and said, "It's a pity that heroes are short of breath and can't see through the world."
"Stop talking nonsense, wait until you want to defeat me!" Zhou Baitong said harshly.
"That's offensive!" Xue Wu said, clenching his fists tightly, and blasted out with a hammer. The power was frightening. It was the forty-one cannon that Zhou Baitong had just used!
Zhou Baitong was shocked, how could the little monk in front of him use his own moves? Did he learn the forty-one cannon hammer just by watching it once? His surprise was just a lucky punch.
When the two fists collided, cannons were fired!
Under the sound, the two of them were in a stalemate, letting the internal force of their bodies spin and tear around the two fists, until the sand, soil and fallen leaves around them were lifted away, revealing the solid surface.
Zhou Baitong looked at the realization in front of him in shock. He never expected that this monk at such a young age would have such profound power.
"Damn, those bald donkeys in Shaolin still have two brushes in their Yi Jin Jing. After all, their internal energy is more mellow than mine."
Under the stalemate, he gradually lost his strength and could only withdraw his fist and turn sideways, using the power of consciousness to turn his strength into strength to avoid this move.
Awakening passed by by mistake, clasped his hands together, and said: "You will offend me if you use the moves of your seniors."
"Stop talking nonsense. Fighting with fists and kicks depends on your ability. It's your ability to learn this after watching it once. Don't be a good boy to get an advantage."
Awakening still said calmly: "Actually, this junior has learned this set of boxing techniques a long time ago."
Zhou Baitong was startled, and then suddenly realized that this martial monk from Shaolin Temple would travel down the mountain every year to compete with others in order to improve his martial arts. Naturally, all kinds of martial arts in the world are indispensable in this Sutra Pavilion. This monk must have seen it in the Sutra Pavilion.
This skill: "Good boy, you are sincere."
"Juniors dare not lie. I hope seniors will consider what juniors said. The world is going to change. If it doesn't change, there will be no way for the common people in the world to survive!" said Suowu.
"Damn it, you have to live and die, what bothers you the most is hypocrites like you who talk about benevolence, justice and morality, but only dare to kill people secretly. I, a beggar, don't look down on you!"
As Zhou Baitong said this, his fist posture changed dramatically, which was completely different from the opening and closing of the cannon hammer in the 41st round just now. Even Suo Wu had never seen this kind of martial arts before.
"Young monk, take a look, see if you have my set of fists in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion!"
I saw him, his body sank slightly, his fists were half-clasped, his whole body was as soft as cotton, and there was no sign of any strength. He took steps, and his steps were erratic. He looked up, and his face showed a sense of loneliness and loneliness.
Where does loneliness and loneliness come from? It comes from his heart. This set of boxing techniques originates from the heart and expresses the heart. The punches are punches and kicks, but inside they are full of sorrow.
He, Zhou Baitong, is the second son of the Zhou family and one of the founders of the Beggar Clan. He is a promising young man and rich in wealth. Now he is no longer famous, has no lovers, and no longer has ideals. He can only rely on his former reputation to frighten children. All his ambitions are gone.
Now that he is old, all he can do is stay in the Zhou family's old house and shelter the poor people around Jiangzhou. How helpless and desolate it is.
After waking up and parrying a few moves, he felt a sense of sadness penetrate into his heart through his inner strength, which made him frown and feel sad: Is there such a kind of martial arts in this world? It can actually affect people's moods.
He couldn't help being frightened, and asked: "What is the name of this boxing technique, senior?"
"No name." Zhou Baitong's bridge hand said to each other, "There is no name. What name would a beggar's boxing technique have?"
As he said this, his steps were frivolous, and his body suddenly fell forward, like a rootless grass rising up in the wind. Suewu had never seen such a move before, and just as he was frowning, Zhou Baitong suddenly reached his eyes with both arms, and he was already in front of him.
Sue Wu was about to dismantle him when Zhou Baitong grabbed his wrist and pulled him down. His body shrank like a stubborn monkey and flipped upside down to fly into the air. Then he kicked hard with his hind legs, right on Sue Wu's heart.
Xue Wu struggled to move backwards, but he didn't want his wrist to be grabbed by Zhou Baitong. When the two forces struggled against each other, Zhou Baitong turned over and was about to break the bones of Xue Wu's right hand.
At the critical moment, Suo Wu endured the pain and activated Ku Rong Gong, using his internal force to stick to Zhou Baitong. Zhou Baitong only felt his hand go soft, and the internal energy all over his body poured into Suo Wu's body like a river flowing eastwards.
"Good boy, what kind of evil technique are you doing!" Zhou Baitong shouted.
"Buddhist orthodoxy," said Suowu, "one withers and one rises, gains and losses are impermanent!"
When Zhou Baitong heard this, he was immediately shocked and said: "You are the disciple of a monk who has taken the precepts from Shaolin Temple!"
Suo Wu nodded and said: "That's right."
Zhou Baitong looked at Su Su in surprise, and sighed in his heart: "It is really impermanent to accept such a monster as a disciple after quitting the precepts." However, he was not in a hurry. His out-of-the-empty mental technique and the Ku Rong Gong were exactly complementary to each other, and the Ku Rong Gong was complementary to each other.
Gong can absorb other people's internal energy and use it for his own use, but his breath is one breath at a time. The breath in his chest is almost exhausted, and this little monk can't absorb any more internal energy.
"Young monk, you are still too young!" He said this, and immediately let go of his hands, taking a deep breath in the air, and his inner strength became full again.
When he was awakened, he was surprised because he didn't expect Zhou Baitong to have such a hand. In his hand, he turned his palm into a claw and used the move "Spread Wings and Peng Fight" from Shaolin's martial arts Dapeng Claw. His left hand turned into a palm and put it on Zhou Baitong's wrist, and his right hand condensed claw.
Grabbing his elbow, he pulled and pulled out two more punches, hitting his chest directly.
Zhou Baitong hurriedly retracted his hands and closed the door tightly, but he didn't want to realize that his hands were constantly changing. Elbows, knees, punches, and palm splits came out one after another. The moves he used were also ever-changing, including the Shaolin Temple's Dapeng Claw, the Flower Finger, and the Flower Piercer.
Hands, Big Tablet Smashing Hand, Big Sumeru Palm, and other sects such as Forty-One-Year Cannon Hammer, Hundred-step Divine Fist, Thunderbolt Tornado Hand, all kinds of martial arts are endless, and you can see the breadth of what they can learn.
Zhou Baitong tried his best to parry, but the changes he used were too complicated. He accidentally hit him on the lower abdomen and back, causing him to lean forward and almost fall to the ground: "Good boy, no wonder Peng Youren can kill Peng Zhen."
, it seems that you are the one giving instructions behind my back!"
Suo Wu was using his flower-piercing hand in his hand, and his two palms overlapped left and right, like falling flowers, which was dizzying: "The Peng family's Five Tiger Door-Breaking Knife is good, but it's a pity that they didn't learn it all. This whole book is only available in Shaolin Temple."
Yes, I read it once when I was twelve years old, so it’s not unusual for me to point out Peng Youren.”
Zhou Baitong was stunned. The Peng family's Five Tiger Door-Breaking Knife was very famous in the world. The ancestors of the Peng family relied on this knife to establish a great reputation. In the end, the complete book was actually in Shaolin: "It seems that the monks of you Shaolin Temple are bad.
Seed early and secretly learn other people's martial arts also have a long history."
Suo Wu's face turned cold and he said: "No matter how bad Shaolin is, there is no need for outsiders to laugh at it."
Zhou Baitong immediately asked: "If Shaolin is not doing well, outsiders don't need to laugh at it. Do I need you to take care of me if the Beggar Clan is not doing well?"
Xue Wu was poked in the weak point by Zhou Baitong, and he didn't say a word to refute for a moment. He launched three moves one after another: "Iron Lock across the River", "Huang Ying Falling" and "Thunder Strike Seven Stars". His three moves were fast and urgent, and Zhou Baitong blocked two of them.
By the third move, he couldn't resist it anymore. His vest suddenly hurt, and a huge force immediately penetrated his back blades, causing him to feel chills all over his body.
But who is Zhou Baitong? After this move, how could he give up? He adjusted his true energy, stepped firmly on the middle palace with his left foot, clasped his wrist and took his arm, and kicked his right foot backwards quickly, with a scorpion tail swing that was fierce
Shijie was unable to dodge in time, and was hit by the scorpion tail. He fell backwards for more than a foot, and his throat was already feeling sweet.
Suo Wu put one hand on the ground and looked at Zhou Baitong, his face no longer had the calm Buddha look it had at the beginning.
Zhou Baitong said coldly: "I thought you, a little monk, would always smile at me like that, and you can't pretend anymore? Boy, saving people doesn't depend on your words or killing a few people. If you want to change the world, you have to change it first.
People's hearts. Jianghu disciples are all over Jiuzhou. What do they rely on? It's because the disciples can have enough to eat. You want Jianghu and dynasty to disappear with just one sentence. Let me ask you, what about the people in these Jianghu and dynasty? By Jianghu and dynasty.
Where are the people who support me? If the world is so easy to change, I would have changed a long time ago, and you still want to shout here!"
"It's precisely because you people think that this world is too difficult to change, that's why no one stands up. I have the courage to stand up. As long as you dare to follow me, I will show you a new world." Suo Wu touched it.
His chest felt painful.
Zhou Baitong smiled bitterly: "Follow you? Who should I kill with you? Are you going to kill the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, the leader of the Beggar Clan, or the emperor of Jiangzuo? You are a young man with high vision but low hand. This world and the dynasty are not based on how many people you kill.
Individuals can change, but if these people die, there will be others who will take over."
Sue said: "That's why we came to you and wanted you to control the Beggar Gang. As long as you can control the Beggar Gang, 40% of the world's destiny will be settled."
"It's ridiculous and naive." Zhou Baitong shook his head, "You go away. If I don't kill you, I will tell these things to the Beggar Clan. You go away quickly."
Sue Wu sighed, and just as he was sighing, a ray of sword light suddenly appeared, it was Peng Youren who was slashing at him. Behind Peng Youren, seven or eight killers followed closely behind.
"I didn't ask you to come out!" Xue Wu shouted.
Peng Youren said: "We can't let him go. If he knows what happened, if he goes back and tells the Beggar Gang, it will be even harder for us to start an uprising."
Zhou Baitong looked at Peng Youren and laughed, and said: "You have the ruthlessness of Peng Zhen. Your family's evil thoughts are really the same."
"Who the hell is like him? He is only willing to be Qiao Zhenyue's dogleg. I am not willing to do so. I want to change this world and make achievements." Peng Youren held a steel knife in his hand and activated the Golden Lion Kung Fu.
A domineering spirit.
Zhou Baitong bent down and picked up a winter jujube, took a bite, and said, "It's very similar. It's exactly the same. Your father said the same thing when he was in trouble with us. You're really the second best kid in Peng Town!"
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Peng Youren was furious. He killed his father and ran away just to get rid of Peng Zhen's shadow. Now he was said to be exactly the same as Peng Zhen. The anger in his heart was like a fire in the sky: "Fuck, kill me!" Following his order, seven or eight people were behind him.
A killer flashed out instantly and charged towards Zhou Baitong.
Zhou Baitong spat out the date core from his mouth and hit a killer in the eye. Before the killer could take action, he covered his face and fell to the ground.
The moment the killer fell to the ground, seven or eight weapons were already in front of Zhou Wantong. Two Emei thorns pierced his waist and eyes, an iron sword pierced his heart, a steel knife pierced his vest, and a long spear also stabbed him.
Going to the throat is a fatal place. Zhou Baitong took the Emei Thorn with both hands and stabbed the sword-holding chin with one stab. The Emei Thorn penetrated the chin and went straight to the top of the skull, and the other stab pierced the leg of the steel knife killer. Then
, flew up and kicked the spear crookedly, and landed on the ground. A sky hammer smashed the chin of the man holding the Emei stabber. The killer wanted to put away the spear and fight again, but he didn't expect Zhou Baitong's soles to step on his instep.
, with a "bang" sound, the foot bones were broken in the middle, and the bones came out of the shoes, and blood flowed all over the ground while wailing.
This made the man with the spear feel pain in his feet, but his heart was even more ruthless. He jumped up and hugged Zhou Baitong's waist like a hungry wolf. The other two killers armed with double axes and double hammers took advantage of the situation to attack. Zhou Baitong urged him to rise.
"Out of thin air" he ignored the man on his waist and ducked sideways to avoid the hammers, but he didn't want the two axes to be struck on his shoulders and embedded in his flesh. He ignored the pain and the killer on his waist, grabbed the killer with the double axes, and angrily
With a shout, he took the two people to spin, using them as weapons to block the attacks of other killers.
I just heard the two killers wailing uncontrollably, their livers and gallbladders were split with fright. After a few blinks, they were no longer able to fight, and were completely thrown out by Zhou Baitong.
"Peng Youren, you are really just like your father. You are so scheming that you let your men die for you!" Zhou Baitong pulled out the two axes from his shoulders and threw them at Peng Youren. Peng Youren hit the steel knife in his hand with two crisp "bang bang" sounds.
, the double axes landed.
Peng Youren put up his posture and said sternly: "Let me say it again, I am me, not anyone's son!" As soon as he finished speaking, the light of the sword was bright, which was exactly the sixty-one styles of the Five Tigers' Door-breaking Sword - Five Tigers Chaoyang.
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"Come on, let the old beggar give it a try and see what you are capable of, little brat!"
