Lei Xi just thought that he had an advantage with the first move, but he didn't expect that the opponent would attack immediately without thinking. The palm across the arm was already so heavy, how could he be hit by the opponent's knee? He hurriedly tried to withdraw his right hand with all his strength and used his right elbow.
Push Qi Zhou's left leg, and continue to lower his left hand in front of his chest and abdomen.
I just didn't expect that He Qizhou's left hand was so powerful, and his internal strength was not weaker than his own. I wanted to pull his arm back three inches to block it, but I didn't expect that he only pulled it back an inch. He had to continue leaning his body to the right and hit He Qizhou's with his right shoulder.
The knee hit, and the huge force of the impact pushed his entire upper body to the left side, which just aggravated the force of He Qizhou's right elbow. Although it was across his left arm, he still felt a huge pain in his abdomen. He just wanted to take advantage of it.
His body was thrown back after being beaten, and he took out his right hand. Unexpectedly, not only did he not break free, but he was pulled closer by the opponent, and his right knee pushed against him again.
The two of them started to fight in close quarters, but He Qizhou was taller than the other one, and every move he made was half a minute faster than Lei Xi's. In terms of brute force, he was far better than the other one. Lei Xi could only rely on his body most of the time.
He used his true energy to resist He Qizhou's fists and kicks, but most of his sporadic counterattacks were in vain. In the eyes of others, Lei Xi was held by He Qizhou's arm and kept being beaten!
"Zhiyuan, what kind of fighting style is this? Why does it sound like a street fight to me?" Hu Mao didn't understand martial arts. He twirled his long beard and asked Wan Zhiyuan of Zuo Ze softly.
Wan Zhiyuan smiled and said: "The boss is right, that's pretty much it. If this continues, He Qizhou will be sure of victory."
Zhang Zhiren, the Minister of War, standing on the right side of Hu Mao, laughed after hearing this and said: "Master Wan is joking, but there are still many mysteries in it. The two of them seem to be fighting in a mess, but there are still chapters to be found everywhere. The Tianxingyuan will not be able to do this this year."
Ah!" Lin Chuan, Yang Shan, and Liu Junzhi had all won the first round before, so Zhang Zhiren said this.
Mo Dezheng was on the right side of Zhang Zhiren again and sighed: "This kid is really interesting. I heard that he only discovered the bloodline after playing the four-school competition. At that time, he could only defeat Chang Sheng if he didn't know the bloodline. I didn't expect that now he is so strong.
You can be so diligent!"
"Tian Heng, Lei Xi seems to be in a bit of danger!" King Cheng said to the leader of the Yun Sect beside him.
"Ashamed, ashamed, senior brother, it was me, Ge Tianheng, who failed to teach me well. Alas, that idiot used his own shortcomings to attack others' strengths, how could he not fall behind!"
"Master Ge, I tell you not to underestimate this son..."
Ge Tianheng was angry that Qiu Huan, who was standing on the other side, was still making sarcastic remarks. Before he could finish speaking, he sarcastically said: "Well, I really believe it now. This kid can indeed challenge five of the Huashan sect's disciples alone."
Qiu Huan, who wanted to flatter him, was suddenly choked and speechless.
"Good fortune and misfortune depend on it. It's too early to decide the outcome." Cheng Wang said.
"Best regards, senior brother!" Ge Tianheng knew that his disciple still had some tricks that were useless, but now he probably had to use them in advance.
His right arm was in burning pain, but he still couldn't get rid of the confinement. He had just received another punch, but that punch was deliberately received. Taking advantage of the opportunity to slightly distance himself, he had to use the trick he originally planned to deal with Zhang Mufeng first!
Lei Xi gritted his teeth and concentrated his true energy on his left leg, sweeping towards He Qizhou's waist and hips like a whirlwind. The speed was obviously much faster than his previous attacks.
One of the miraculous effects of Bei Mang Shen Gong is that it can quickly mobilize the body's true energy and focus on attacking! However, at the low-level stage, the true energy is limited, and using it a few times may temporarily exhaust the user. Moreover, due to the different strength of the meridians,
, not all parts can perfectly display their skills, and the part where Lei Xi can best utilize Bei Mang's magical power is his left leg! Since he practiced the third level of Bei Mang's magic three months ago, Lei Xi has been training the two royals.
I regard it as my goal to chase, but today, I have to use it in advance.
He Qizhou "had" to let go of his left hand, and even used his strength to move forward, and then kicked Lei Xi in the abdomen, who had fallen backwards. The two people who had been entangled together suddenly separated a few feet, but He Qizhou still couldn't
Avoid Rexi's thunderous kick that comes with strong wind and can break trees and rocks!
"What a move, Qinglong Tanhai!" What Qiu Huan said was really not a compliment. There was already a slight commotion among the spectators on the high platform. At such an age, he can use a common move in Dahe Fist with such power. It is indeed
It was not easy. Ge Tianheng seemed to take a long breath and nodded happily. It was not in vain that he taught him this royal secret skill. He was able to learn this Beimang magic skill thanks to Yang Zheng. It was Yang Zheng who asked the old emperor to
Determined to expand the Yunmen sect, of course, only those direct descendants with outstanding talents have the opportunity to practice Beimang magic.
Ge Tianhengheng waited quietly for the result on the stage: He Qizhou would either be swept off the stage in order to resolve his strength; or he would be forced to carry out a move. With only one channel of his internal strength, he would definitely be seriously injured!
He Qizhou turned slightly sideways with the force of the kick, raised his arms up to his chest. "Pah! Porphy!" Two voices sounded at the same time. The clear explosion was the collision between the infuriating energy of He Qizhou's left arm and the opponent's infuriating energy.
The explosion and dull sound were caused by the impact of the opponent's calf and right arm. The left arm bore at least 70% of the pressure, but the right arm felt even more sore.
Facing the huge force, He Qizhou could only land on his feet. If he tried to use his feet to relieve the force, he would definitely fly out of the fighting platform. He Qizhou, who was hunched over, was sliding towards the edge of the rammed earth platform as if skating, and his cloth boots pushed the solid rammed earth away.
The plow made a mark two feet long! The mark suddenly stopped less than a foot away from the edge, and the closer to the edge, the deeper the mark became. When He Qizhou stopped, his feet were pulled out of the soil.
Lei Xi also paid a heavy price for this blow. He was kicked hard in the abdomen. Coupled with the rebound after sweeping his legs, he fell heavily, and his back slid almost a foot to the ground before he stopped.
When he came down, his head and body were severely swollen, but the injuries to his feet in his abdomen were even more severe, and even the energy in his Dantian was somewhat weakened.
Seeing that He Qizhou had not been swept off the stage, Lei Xi secretly sighed a pity. Then he hurriedly put one hand on the ground, knelt down on one knee, secretly adjusted his luck, collected the zhenqi flowing in his body, and checked his own injuries again, thinking to himself, the other party
He must have been seriously injured! He won't give the other party a chance to get close to him again!
After receiving the note from Xu Mu, He Qizhou went to find Jiang Shuo that night because Jiang Shuo had said that he had reached the fourth level of Beimang Kung Fu. To be on the safe side, He Qizhou put on the armor and asked Jiang Shuo to help.
Hey, there was no problem with receiving the second level of palm force. When the third level reached eight points, He Qizhou had obviously felt the pressure; and when he used the third level with all his strength, He Qizhou was not sure whether he would be able to handle it without protective gear.
Can he be safe? He Qizhou doesn't want to try the fourth level, he will definitely be unable to withstand it! Besides, Jiang Shuo can't beat him, Beimang Kung Fu consumes a lot of energy, after six or seven palms in a row, he really can't show it unless he fights hard.
The fourth level of strength.
Lei Xi's legs are only as strong as Jiang Shuo's third level five points. If it were not for the restrictions of the venue, even the soles of his shoes would not be worn out. Last night, he confirmed a guess to Jiang Shuo. Jiang Can was indeed his brother. In all aspects
Jiang Can, who has performed more outstandingly, is likely to replace Jiang Shuo as the proton after the martial arts competition! However, judging from Jiang Shuo's tone, the relationship between the two brothers does not seem to be very harmonious.
He Qizhou pulled his feet out from the mud. The soles of the shoes were almost worn out, the socks were torn, and there was a strong burning pain in the soles of the feet. Alas, every time he went to the fighting stage, his clothes were damaged! He Qizhou laughed at himself and took off his shoes and socks.
, threw it into the sand pit, and felt extremely comfortable stepping on the soil platform covered with fine snow with both feet. Then quietly waited for the thunder in the distance to complete the breath adjustment.
It's not that He Qizhou doesn't want to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, it's just that the opponent's strongest move is nothing more than this. The rest of the fight is just to get more familiar with the Yunmen sect's kung fu, and to prepare for when he encounters Jiang Di. However, in the eyes of others, the temporary pause
Both of them are adjusting their breath to restore their skills.
Ge Tianheng's face darkened again and he asked in a low voice: "Brother, I can't tell if He Qizhou is injured. Is he pretending to be calm and trying to confuse Lei Xi?"
"It doesn't look like he was injured. Take a closer look at the plow marks on the ground." King Cheng said.
"From shallow to deep, is it possible?" Ge Tianheng's voice suddenly rose: "Is it possible that he has always been able to control the process of unloading, and can even stop it at any time as long as he is willing?"
"This kid is extremely physically strong," Mo Dezheng was probably attracted by Ge Tianheng's voice and said, "Even I thought he was practicing foreign martial arts at first! But we'll know if he's injured or not."
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Ge Tianheng nodded disappointedly and looked at Lei Xi who was slowly standing up on the battlefield.
Seeing Lei Xi walking toward him step by step, He Qizhou raised his snow-white feet that didn't look like a warrior at all and walked forward slowly.
Lei Xi knew that he could no longer let the opponent get close to him, so he sped up two steps and continued to use the Bei Mang Divine Skill to activate the Great River Fist. He slapped his palms continuously, and with a move of "Roaring River", the palm power surged towards He Qizhou like a tide.
He Qizhou did not fight hard and continued to use Sanqing Palm to circle around, while his footsteps wandered along the edge of the opponent's palm.
Lei Xi no longer looked down upon his opponent, and used his full strength to hit a set of Taihe Fist to perfection, and cleverly incorporated moves from other sects in between. Even he felt that he had never been able to use what he had learned so well!
It's just that every time after forcing the opponent into a corner, he either strikes hard or gets bullied into the opponent, but in the end he will always be forced back.
He Qizhou also found it very enjoyable. The other party's Dahe Fist was very different from what Maowu had learned. Some moves were more subtle, and some he had never seen before. It seemed that the Yunmen Sect had its own advantages in being the best among the six major sects.
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The two of them were fighting back and forth and it was really nice to watch, but it seemed that Lei Xi was the main attacker, but most people on the high platform knew that He Qizhou had completely taken the initiative.
Seeing that Lei Xi had finally made a name for himself, Ge Tianheng felt less disappointed and said calmly to King Cheng: "Lei Xi's defeat at the opponent's hands is not an injustice. He Qizhou's martial arts skills are similar to those of Yunmen, Quanzhen, and Jinling sects.
They are all very familiar with each other, and it seems that they want to see more of Dahe Fist. This child’s goal is not small!”
King Cheng nodded and said: "Yes, but compared to a brat like Jiang Di, he seems to be a little behind. Lei Xi is a bit unlucky, otherwise he should be able to reach the level of the top sixteen, but staying in the Yunmen sect may not mean that he can compete in martial arts
No matter how bad the preparation of the library is, you don’t need to blame him harshly!"