Zuo Feng looked at the figure lying in the corner in the distance with a look of disbelief. He had not recovered from the shock. It was not until the young man named Ding Hao sat up against the corner that he slowly closed his eyes.
opened his mouth.
This continuous push hand technique itself is a crude method of leveraging force, but this extremely useless technique is very useful to Zuo Feng, because this technique is to use force to break force. The greater your own strength, the more you can exert.
The effect is also greater.
When Zuo Feng twisted his body just now, he was neutralizing the opponent's strength, and at the same time, he matched the weight of the "prison lock" to attack the opponent at the same time. The already huge power coupled with the terrifying weight of the prison lock, caused
The damage actually exceeded Zuo Feng's expectations.
The young man named Ding Hao sat in the corner and took a few quick breaths. Then he smiled at Zuo Feng with a hint of ferocity on his face. He raised his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then wiped it from his waist.
Among the many wine bottles, a delicate red gourd was found.
Zuo Feng couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this, 'Could it be that Ding Hao also chose to take drugs to improve like Fujikata?'
Thinking of this, Zuo Feng couldn't help but frown slightly, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes. As if he could see what Zuo Feng was thinking, Ding Hao smiled and said: "The wine in my jug was created by my master. Cooperate with me."
The exercises can make my body more flexible without any side effects."
The young man named Ding Hao said this and shook his head with a smile, and continued: "I didn't need to explain so much to you originally, and I don't know why I talked so much today. But your boy's strength is really extraordinary.
Qiang, fighting with you makes me feel very happy no matter whether I win or lose, so I have to reach the peak of my condition so that I will not leave any regrets."
When Zuo Feng heard this, he couldn't help but feel solemn in his heart. This is a pure warrior, and he deserves his respect. Thinking of this, Zuo Feng nodded slightly and said: "You are a very good opponent.
, I apologize to you for treating you as a bitch of a county guard."
The long-haired young man named Ding Hao was stunned for a moment when he heard these words. Then he laughed so hard that tears almost came out of his eyes. It took him a long time to stop laughing and took out a flower from his waist.
Throwing the gourd towards Zuo Feng, he said casually: "I really like you, boy. This is the 'Wangyou Drunk' I brewed by myself. I have never given it to anyone else except you."
After the long-haired young man finished speaking, he watched Zuo Feng's reaction. Zuo Feng reached out and took the flask thrown by the other party. He stared at the flask in his hand with a frown and hesitated. After pondering for a moment, he raised his head and said: "
I've never had a drink."
Hearing what Zuo Feng said, a look of disdain flashed across Ding Hao's face, but just as this look appeared on his face, Zuo Feng continued: "But since you are so kind, then I will
It’s disrespectful.”
After saying that, he uncorked the bottle and slowly raised it. After listening to Zuo Feng's subsequent words and actions, the long-haired young man laughed and also raised the red wine bottle in his hand. Then the two looked at each other and drank at the same time.
Big mouth.
As soon as the wine entered his mouth, Zuo Feng felt a chill from his throat straight into his belly. Then the coolness instantly turned into a slight warmth. At the same time, his mouth and nose were filled with a light fragrance. What surprised Zuo Feng was that Na
Surprisingly, streams of spiritual energy slowly grew in the sea.
'This wine actually has the effect of restoring spiritual energy, and the effect is better than my "Resurrection Powder".' Zuo Feng couldn't help but thought in surprise, and then he tied the wine bottle around his waist.
between.
Seeing Zuo Feng's move, the young man named Ding Hao was also stunned. He pointed at Zuo Feng and said, "You...you."
"What are you talking about? Since it is my brother's kindness, I will naturally accept it."
Zuo Feng took it for granted, and then patted the wine bottle on his waist provocatively. Seeing this, Ding Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly. His original intention was to invite the other party to take a sip, and he also wanted to give it a try.
The young man in front of me had such a strong spirit. But he didn't expect that Zuo Feng's spirit was really big. Not only did he drink the wine on the spot, but he also took the rest of the wine away with him.
Nodding helplessly, Na Ding Hao continued: "I will keep this wine with you. If you can beat me, this wine will naturally belong to you. If you lose to me, don't blame me for being stingy."
Already."
Although Ding Hao seemed to say it casually, his "Wangyou Zui" was brewed with many precious medicinal materials. Although it is not extremely precious, it can be said to be valuable.
Zuo Feng shrugged noncommittally, looking indifferent. The long-haired Ding Hao smiled again, raised the exquisite red wine bottle in his hand and drank it in one gulp, and then tied the small bottle around his waist again with great care.
. Then he sat cross-legged and began to use his spiritual power to dissolve the wine, without any precaution against Zuo Feng.
Zuo Feng chuckled and slowly sat down, imitating the other person's example and started to adjust his breath.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the young man named Ding Hao slowly opened his eyes. Zuo Feng also felt the sensation at the same time, opened his eyes and looked towards the opposite side. The two stood up at the same time, and the two of them stood up at the same time.
Everyone looked serious at this time, and at the same time they cupped their fists and saluted. This kind of etiquette between warriors only appeared in fair competitions, and I'm afraid it would only happen to the two of them in this spiral tower.
After the two saluted each other, they stepped forward and rushed towards the middle. The first one to attack was Ding Hao. His speed was faster than Zuo Feng with the "prison lock". Ding Hao's
His body was obviously more flexible than before. When he was two feet away from Zuofeng, he suddenly jumped up, and while rolling in the air, he punched and kicked out one after another.
Zuo Feng's gaze was focused and he dodged the opponent's punch. At the same time, he accurately met the opponent's subsequent kick. This time in the fight, Zuo Feng suffered a slight loss and was kicked backwards by the opponent.
It took eight steps to stabilize his body.
Calmly looking at Ding Hao, who was charging at him again, a meaningful smile flashed across Zuo Feng's lips. His hands were relaxed, as if they were not open or clenched. When the opponent punched him again, he seemed to be fighting hard.
The opponent's attack suddenly withdrew its force the moment the two collided.
Ding Hao felt as if he had touched Zuo Feng, but his fist felt weak and weak, and then he felt his fist tightening and being grabbed by Zuo Feng.
Zuo Feng caught Ding Hao by surprise. While grabbing the opponent's fist, he continued to pull it into his arms, and then suddenly pushed it forward. Then there was a slight crisp sound from Ding Hao's wrist.
There was a sound, and Ding Hao hurriedly kicked the caught fist back with a side kick.
He looked at Zuo Feng with slightly narrowed eyes. The fist that had just been grabbed by Zuo Feng twisted slightly. He couldn't help but have a look of pain on his face. He said with some surprise: "What's the name of this technique? I still
First time seeing it.”
Zuo Feng smiled and said: "I figured out this technique by myself, and you are the first one to try it."
Ding Hao was obviously extremely shocked by this. Zuo Feng's technique was extremely weird, and it could be said to be extremely powerful in close combat. If he hadn't drank the wine in the red gourd before, his body had been strengthened again.
With just one blow, his wrist bones would have been broken on the spot.
"I forgot to tell you that I worked as a village doctor for a year. I was sloppy in using medicine, but I was very good at setting bones. If I can do it, I can also remove it naturally. Let's call this technique the 'Bone Removal Method'!"
Zuo Feng said casually, and the young man named Ding Hao across from him looked shocked. The young man in front of him, who seemed to be fifteen or sixteen years old, had good cultivation and great strength, and was actually a doctor. Listen to him
He sounded like he had just come up with the name of this technique, how could he not be shocked by this.
This "Bone Removal Technique" was indeed the name that Zuo Feng came up with himself. In the last hall on the third floor, he took out another book when he was studying "Lianrou Push Hands", which was the same book that Zhuang Yu had used in Zuo Feng's book that day.
Iemura gave him the "Method of Bone-Setting" as a gift. He himself had some experience in bone-setting, and combined with this book, he suddenly came up with the idea of combining bone-setting and moves.
"Good boy, it seems that if I don't use my true skills, I will really fall into your hands today."
Ding Hao said with a smile, and his body suddenly started to shake again. It looked very similar to the way he had drunk too much at the beginning. But this time, his movements became obviously weirder. As his body shook, Ding Hao started to shake.
Three afterimages soon appeared where Hao was.
As the afterimage was created, Zuo Feng immediately frowned, but his feet moved quickly as well, and his elbows were slightly bent in front of him and danced gently. Zuo Feng cautiously dealt with the opponent's strange moves, while also observing carefully
The changes in Ding Hao's footsteps reflect the coordination between his lower body and upper body.
The next moment, the three afterimages transformed by Ding Hao suddenly seemed to be floating over. The three figures stretched out their six arms to attack Zuo Feng at the same time. Zuo Feng waved his arms. Although the reality of these arms could not be completely seen, they could also be faintly seen.
It can be seen that the real attack is among the four arms on the left side.
The next moment, the opponent's attack was coming. Zuo Feng didn't care about the afterimage on the right, but concentrated on dealing with the two figures on the left. Four arms attacked quickly, and Zuo Feng, who was affected by the "Prison Lock",
After resisting three times, he still missed the punch on the left side of his mouth.
Zuo Feng, however, did not panic at all. He tightened his left arm and used his shoulder to meet the opponent's fist. At the moment when the fist touched his body, Zuo Feng's shoulder shook slightly, and he actually relieved most of the force, and then slammed back towards the opponent.
It was obvious that Ding Hao had never seen this type of attack before, and he immediately dodged away. Two of the three afterimages immediately disappeared, revealing his true figure.
"Hmph. Come again!"
Zuo Feng's fighting spirit seemed to be aroused at this moment. He shouted and rushed forward, making sure to actively suppress his opponent before he launched the afterimage again.
"good."
Ding Hao also roared excitedly, and no longer activated the afterimage but jumped forward. Both of them were fighting fast, trying to take the initiative.
Then in the hall, a series of sounds of "bang...bang, bang..." the collision of flesh and force sounded one after another.