Summary of the previous chapter: Ma Xiaoquan met with the middle-aged man. Since they couldn't reach an agreement, the two decided to compete, and then the winner would set the terms. On the other hand, Lu Xian and Mao Gang were both ready to take action because of the treasure.
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Ma Xiaoquan and Yang Liang arrived at the outskirts of Fancheng. They entered a forest, chose an open space, and sat down on the spot.
Yang Liang pulled off his shirt, revealing his strong muscles, while Ma Xiaoquan patiently waited for Yang Liang to prepare.
For the sake of fairness, Ma Xiaoquan and Yang Liang lit bonfires in eight directions in the open field for lighting purposes.
Watching Yang Liang prepare, Ma Xiaoquan couldn't help but thought: This guy has every reason to grease his feet and run away. Unexpectedly, he actually offered to compete with me. Well... no matter what, this guy is worthy of friendship.
But...I won't let you win...
"I'm ready, come on!"
As Yang Liang finished speaking, before Ma Xiaoquan could recover, he actually took the initiative to attack.
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled. Although he didn't come back to his senses, he had already had an instinctive reaction in his body after practicing martial arts for a long time.
Yang Liang struck with a simple and unpretentious punch, carrying a burst of punching wind.
"Good punch!" Ma Xiaoquan shouted in a low voice, turned slightly to the side, and narrowly avoided Yang Liang's punch. However, because the punch was too strong, it actually tore a hole in Ma Xiaoquan's face.
A small mouth.
"An Jin?" Ma Xiaoquan was secretly surprised.
This dark power is the highest goal that a martial arts student dreams of throughout his life. The so-called dark power is a move that seems to have little power, and can hit people, causing both external injuries and serious internal injuries.
When he was in the Extreme Team, Ma Xiaoquan often sparred with the team members. Although he was not an official member of the Extreme Team, he had been training with him and was very aware of An Jin's domineering nature.
Even though he had been a special forces soldier before joining the underground world, he had not developed the secret power. After entering the underground world, Ma Xiaoquan was surprised to find that almost all of his teammates around him had some skills in using secret power.
Among them, Tian Xin is the most powerful.
When he was in the National Special Forces Brigade, Ma Xiaoquan was considered a top expert, but facing Tomorrow Heart, Ma Xiaoquan couldn't even stand up to two moves. This was naturally related to Tomorrow Heart's use of secret energy.
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While Ma Xiaoquan was hiding, he was quickly calculating Yang Liang's next move in his mind.
Sure enough, Yang Liang missed his punch and was not angry or annoyed. It seemed that he had already predicted Ma Xiaoquan's dodge.
The moment Ma Xiaoquan just dodged, Yang Liang made an emergency change of direction, changed his fist into a claw, and fiercely grabbed Ma Xiaoquan's arm.
Ma Xiaoquan was shocked and hurriedly retracted his hand. He heard a "stab" sound and his entire sleeve was torn off by Yang Liang's claws.
Yang Liang took back his hand, blew off the rags on his hand, and exclaimed: "Brother Ma, what a skill! Two moves have passed!"
Ma Xiaoquan frowned tightly.
With only two moves, he was forced to retreat step by step. If Yang Liang's next move was stronger than the last move, Ma Xiao was not sure whether he could resist it.
Yang Liang suddenly shouted loudly and kicked out: "Third move!"
Ma Xiaoquan put his hands together, palms facing down, to hold Yang Liang's foot.
Yang Liang chuckled, turned around, and flew up with his other foot, heading straight for Ma Xiao's front door.
Ma Xiaoquan couldn't dodge, so he had to raise his right forearm and firmly block Yang Liang's kick.
Two "clicks" made Ma Xiaoquan startled, and then he felt waves of numbness coming from his right forearm.
"An Jin!" Ma Xiaoquan was shocked and took two steps back, his forearm swollen and painful.
Yang Liang chuckled: "Oh? Brother Ma actually knows about An Jin? Yes, it's An Jin. How about it? Brother Ma's right forearm, is the bone broken now? Why don't you just admit defeat, and then
Sell me the sheepskin, so that you can get a reward, and I will be happy. We each get what we need, and our competition is over, how about that?"
Ma Xiaoquan covered his forearm, suddenly grinned, and said with a smile: "The forearm is indeed broken, but, should you also give me another name?"
Yang Liang was stunned for a moment and took two steps back: "Master Shangxian?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded heavily, and then gently twisted his broken forearm. Hearing two "quacking" sounds, his forearm could move again.
"What? This..."
Seeing Yang Liang's solemn expression, Ma Xiaoquan felt happy in his heart.
Before coming to the west gate of Fancheng for the appointment, Ma Xiaoquan specially ate two boiled eggs. The so-called preparedness, in case the other party resorted to using the knife... Sure enough, as Ma Xiaoquan expected, although the other party did not use the knife, but with hidden intent.
Tricks are much stronger than knives.
"Ah ha ha ha..." Ma Xiaoquan laughed proudly.
"Brother Tianming, you said before that you only need to take 10 of my moves, right? Just now, you have already hit me with 3 moves. Well, it's very strong. If I fight you hand-to-hand, it's really difficult for me to beat you, so, take the next
Come down, I will use my tricks, you try to catch it, if you can't catch it, just tell me in advance."
Ma Xiaoquan grinned roguely, and when he concentrated a little, he heard a "boom" sound, and his left and right hands ignited with crimson and green flames.
"Fire control?" Yang Liang didn't seem to be frightened by Ma Xiaoquan's fire control ability, but instead frowned thoughtfully.
"I'm coming!" Ma Xiaoquan roared and attacked Yang Liang.
Yang Liang was very agile. Ma Xiaoquan hit him with a fire fist with his left hand, but he nimbly dodged it. The sparks emitted from the fire fist splashed on a single tree not far behind Yang Liang.
"Huh..." After the single tree was stained with red flames, it was ignited all of a sudden, and the burning speed was very fast.
"Red? What a terrifying flame!" Yang Liang took a few steps back.
"Yes, you dodged the first move!" After Ma Xiaoquan finished speaking, he swept his legs and launched the second move.
Yang Liang jumped lightly and avoided Ma Xiaoquan's sweeping leg. He thought Ma Xiaoquan's move was a false move.
Yang Liang could think of it, how could Ma Xiaoquan not think of it? With so much practical experience, he concluded that Yang Liang would not jump too high. Yang Liang thought that Ma Xiaoquan would attack his upper body with a sweep of his legs, but he did not expect that the opponent did not attack after his first move.
His upper body, and, to his great horror, the other party actually made a series of sweeping legs.
Yang Liang is also a master, how could he give up just now? He shrank his legs, protected his vital parts with his hands, and crossed his arms, trying to catch Ma Xiaoquan's series of sweeping kicks.
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled, and when his second sweeping kick lightly touched Yang Liang's arm, he made a fist with his right hand and hit Yang Liang's face straight with his right fist lined with green flames.
With a "bang" sound, Ma Xiaoquan's green fire fist hit Yang Liang's face.
Yang Liang said "Uh" and lost his center of gravity and flew out.