Soldiers armed with weapons tightly blocked the streets.
I don’t know how many people pointed their guns at Bao Songhui in the dark.
Zhuo Junyan was sitting on a moved Taishi chair, while Bao Songhui was sitting opposite him in front of a writing desk, drinking wine and eating meat while writing furiously.
After he had eaten and drank enough and finished what he should write, Bao Songhui adjusted his breathing and felt that he had recovered a lot. He said in a deep voice: "Preach your promise to me throughout the city, and I will give you the things."
Zhuo Junyan nodded: "Okay!"
The lion's roar has been activated and he shouted: "In this battle, I, Zhuo Junyan, will fight fairly against Yunshui Sect elder Bao Songhui. I don't use guns, he doesn't use medicine, and no one else is allowed to interfere. If Bao Songhui wins, he can leave freely! Anyone
Can't wait to stop it."
Hearing this, Bao Songhui breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the bosses fart a lot when talking, they still have some problems.
After all, there are not many people who slap themselves in the face in front of their subordinates. Especially Zhuo Junyan only said that he would let him go if he won, but did not say that he would take his own life. This made the promise more feasible, so it was a big deal.
Don't kill him yourself, just win this battle.
At this moment, Bao Songhui threw what he had written to Zhuo Junyan and said, "I'm ready."
"Don't worry, let me take a look first." Zhuo Junyan took the prescription and looked at it, then smiled at Chen Qingsong and said, "He is more kind than you, and he will give you the real thing every time."
Chen Qingsong blushed, "I'm yours now, what's the point of poking the scar again?"
The marrow cleansing elixir channel has been opened. Zhuo Junyan slowly put away the elixir recipes and information, stood up and said: "Get everything out."
Soldiers from both sides rushed out and moved the Taishi's chair and writing case away.
On the long street, Zhuo Junyan and Bao Songhui faced each other from a distance.
Bao Songhui suddenly smiled on his fat face: "Zhuo Junyan, you are very smart. In just one battle, you were able to understand part of the potential and grasp the context of my attack. But do you know that this is still far from the real trend?
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Zhuo Junyan nodded: "Of course, that's why I want to have a good fight with you."
Bao Songhui said proudly: "How can it be fair? Do you think the difference between you and me is just the injuries and the consumption of internal energy? No, it's too far apart. Watch out!"
Saying that, Bao Songhui strode over.
Not as imposing as before, but more calm and restrained.
Standing tall and graceful, he has the demeanor of a master.
With one hand behind his back, he stretched his right hand forward and waved to Zhuo Junyan: "Come!"
Zhuo Junyan smiled: "That's right."
The green light sword stabbed sharply, the sword emerged from the shadow of the cold mountain and turned into a thousand waves.
Bao Songhui let out a long laugh, stretched his right hand forward accurately, and found the blade of the sword accurately in the shadow of the sword. As soon as he pointed it out, the green light sword cracked and completely shattered.
At the same time, Bao Songhui stepped forward and bumped into Zhuo Junyan's arms with his shoulder. Zhuo Junyan's body shone with golden light and he was knocked back again and again.
Bao Songhui was still proud: "This is called the Close Hammer, and it is a fundamental technique in martial arts, but many people know its shape but not its meaning."
Ouch, are you giving me advice?
Zhuo Junyan smiled: "Thank you very much."
Taking advantage of the situation, he posed in a pose, with his right arm protruding forward and his left hand supporting his right arm, like a snake hesitating.
Bao Songhui was surprised: "Yunlong hand?"
"I'm new to this, so it's not that good." As he spoke, Zhuo Junyan thrust out his hands at Bao Songhui. Bao Songhui staggered slightly and blocked easily with one arm.
He did not intend to kill anyone, so he acted like a master at this moment, trying his best to let Zhuo Junyan retreat before he could face the difficulty, so that he could escape safely. He also said from time to time: "You have extraordinary understanding and are proficient in many martial arts. However, you have always relied on firearms and lacked the skills."
He has enough combat experience, but he has not mastered all the martial arts."
"That's right." Zhuo Junyan walked close, activated the flower step, combined with the Yunlong hand, swayed his body, truly like a martial arts master, launched a series of rapid strikes, and attacked with every move.
Bao Songhui was surprised to find that Zhuo Junyan's progress was extremely fast.
As he said, before this, Zhuo Junyan had only really fought against Ji Huaan, relying on forceful crushing and very little real performance, so he was really far behind in terms of understanding and understanding.
But here's what surprised him.
Zhuo Junyan has progressed too fast.
If at the beginning Zhuo Junyan was just a one-way performer of martial arts, and it would be good to be able to use one well, then as he continued to fight, Zhuo Junyan was gradually understanding the essence of the martial arts he had mastered.
At this moment, the two of them were going back and forth on the long street, making quick moves. Zhuo Junyan used Yunlong Hands and Huajian Steps in combination, and the fight was so fierce that he actually had contact with Bao Songhui.
Bao Songhui deliberately did not want to fight to the death, while Zhuo Junyan deliberately showed his talents. Therefore, the two showed a rare "peaceful" moment. The typical scenes were gorgeous but lacked thrilling, and even used less internal power.
Looking at the distance, Chen Qingsong lowered his head and raised his chest: "It's a big mistake. With this style of play, Elder Bao can recover even during the battle. One will lose the other, and there will be no advantage at all!"
Indeed, this style of play is simply the most relaxing and enjoyable moment for Bao Songhui. He can even take the opportunity to continuously adjust his interest rate and recover from losses.
One needs to take the opportunity to learn, and the other needs to take the opportunity to recover. This is also the key reason why both sides fight so gently.
At this moment, the ping-pong-pong exchange was getting faster and faster.
As the beating continued, Bao Songhui became more and more frightened.
This person's progress is too fast.
As Zhuo Junyan's understanding of martial arts continued to deepen, the direct result was that the intensity of the battle between the two began to escalate.
From the initial punches and kicks to the later steps, he became powerful step by step. With every step he took, large pieces of green bricks were broken.
The clothes and skirts are fluttering, the breathing and breathing are carried by the wind, the sound is like thunder, and the fists are like galloping horses.
Hearing a booming sound, the two of them staggered into the wall at this moment, fists colliding with each other, and separated at the same time.
Bao Songhui looked gloomy: "Zhuo Junyan, if you continue to fight, I won't be able to hold back!"
"I didn't ask you to stop." Zhuo Junyan smiled: "But since you were so well-behaved just now, if you are willing to surrender, I can reuse you."
"Absurd!" Bao Songhui shouted in a deep voice, his hands were like tiger claws biting and pushing out, condensing his energy into a force, and the killing force suddenly came out, and the long street was already echoing in the wind.
In this attack, Bao Songhui showed his true strength. Although he did not have the majesty of the white tiger's roar, he focused his killing intent and pointed it directly at Zhuo Junyan.
Zhuo Junyan punched out with a long smile.
Bao Songhui has recovered a lot of physical strength and internal strength at this time, and his condition is much better than before. He thinks that he can crush Zhuo Junyan in every aspect. At this moment of collision, Bao Songhui has shouted: "The difference between the martial realm and the transformation realm is like a natural chasm.
How can you easily understand the gap..."
boom!
In the wild collision, a figure flew up and crashed into the wall of the long street, causing the entire wall to collapse.
It turned out to be Bao Songhui!
He was knocked away by a blow?
How can it be?
Everyone was surprised.
Zhuo Junyan smiled and waved to Bao Songhui: "Continue."