The tall muscular man was not intimidated by Qin Xuan's ferocity just now. Instead, he was inspired to fight.
Seeing that Yang Weiyang was so confident, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Haha. Isn't that funny? I can knock down three or four people like you with one punch."
"Then try it."
Yang Weiyang said provocatively.
The tall muscular man sneered and casually raised his hand towards him.
Snap.
Yang Weiyang slapped his hand more casually with his sword. The other person immediately retracted his hand, as if he had been burned.
This sword hit the Neiguan point near the opponent's wrist.
The tall muscular man had a strange look on his face. He never expected that the other party could actually make him retract his hand. He felt a little evil. He quickly took a step forward. He was less than one meter away from Yang Weiyang, and he thrust out his hand again.
Snap.
Snap.
Two consecutive sword blows were struck from the side, one at the Xiaohai point and the Quchi point near his elbow.
At this moment, the tall muscular man suddenly felt something was wrong, because he felt that his entire arm had lost strength. There was a sore and numb feeling, as if he had been paralyzed.
"What's going on?"
Tall muscular man.
Qin Xuan watched with great satisfaction. Regarding the explanation of acupuncture points, of course they didn't understand it at first. But because they had to fight against people from the martial arts club, they could only take advantage of it.
After two weeks of training, Yang Weiyang has already controlled his speed and strength very well. Otherwise, he would not have been able to overturn a car and make cakes. But today he is safe and sound.
As long as he pinpoints the acupuncture points accurately, he can easily paralyze the opponent's entire arm. In this way, the so-called martial arts master is just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
"What a fool. The boss's method is really powerful."
Yang Weiyang was very surprised.
Taking advantage of his illness to kill him. Yang Weiyang firmly believed in this truth. So he quickly turned around and the wooden sword penetrated the tall muscular man's anus with a "pop" sound.
"oh.."
The tall muscular man's right hand was paralyzed. He covered his anus with his left hand and jumped up. His eyeballs suddenly popped up.
But he was not as unbearable as the previous one. After all, he had real talent and learning. So he reluctantly turned around and swept his leg towards Yang Weiyang.
It's a pity that one of his hands was paralyzed, his anus was in pain, and his leg-sweeping movements became extremely awkward. Yang Weiyang easily dodged it.
"It's not down yet. Try it again."
Yang Weiyang chuckled and stabbed him sideways with his sword.
"Oh oh oh..."
The tall muscular man screamed and fell to the ground. His eyes turned white and he was foaming at the mouth. He looked miserable.
It's just that Yang Weiyang used too much force this second time. It was even more satisfying than a real anus explosion. Although it was only a wooden sword, it was also a sharp wooden sword.
"Hahaha. I am indeed worthy of being the Great Emperor of Jinling."
Yang Weiyang laughed proudly. He thought to himself that he was indeed very strong. He could even imitate the method of popping chrysanthemums, which can kill with one blow. He was truly gifted. It is better to learn from others than to learn from others.
The people in the swordsmanship club looked at him and burst into laughter. They all broke into a cold sweat.
Although the fate of the tall muscular man was tragic. But what should continue must continue. Qin Xuan said coldly: "Wu Feng, who is the strongest among you? Just stand up."
Wu Feng was shocked when he heard this. He thought that the strongest one wanted to fight Qin Xuan. This was a complete act of seeking death.
"Jingu Bang. You go and fight with the strongest one among them."
Qin Xuan still has great confidence in him.
As for appearing on your own, that would be too bullying.
"good."
Jin Gubang responded. He glanced sharply at where the other party was standing.
When Wu Feng heard this, he was slightly relieved. He finally stood up and said loudly: "I am the president of the martial arts club. Of course I am the strongest."
He glanced at Jin Gubang. He didn't dare to ignore or disdain anymore. He felt cautious in his heart. He thought that as long as he protected Juhua, he would definitely not let the other party succeed.
"bring it on."
Jin Gubang held a sword in one hand and said calmly towards Wu Feng. Now he looks a bit like a swordsman.
"Attention."
Wu Feng did not dare to be careless. He stepped forward and punched Jin Gubang's face from bottom to top.
Jin Gubang didn't panic. He lifted the sword with a seemingly random move. He gently lifted it along the opponent's fist. Then he released the force bit by bit. When the fist reached in front of him, it happened to be swung through the air. It was almost. It missed his face by a few centimeters.
"Um."
Wu Feng was a little surprised. He just felt a moderate force that caused his fist to deviate from its original trajectory. It looked like a Tai Chi technique.
"Come again."
Wu Feng gave a sharp shout. He counterattacked with an elbow strike. At the same time, he swept out with one leg and attacked from up and down.
Jin Gubang smiled when he saw this. He made a gentle sword-cutting movement downwards. First, he touched the Quchi point on his side elbow. Wu Feng's arm immediately felt numb. The reflexive elbow attack was easily resolved.
Then the sword blade moved downwards, and with a sudden strike, the opponent's legs were swept to an empty space. Then the whole body became unstable, as if he was about to fall.
Kingupang did not take advantage of the situation to attack. He is now taking a defensive approach.
"I want to be like the boss and Watanabe that day. Become famous in one battle."
He was thinking in his mind and continued to look at Wu Feng provocatively.
Although it only lasted half a month, he had undergone earth-shaking changes within half a month. This made him know that he would never regret joining the swordsmanship club.
Wu Feng took two steps back and stood still. He looked at Jin Gubang in amazement and wondered whether the Tai Chi sword was really so magical.
Qin Xuan looked on and nodded slightly. This Jin Gubang is indeed what Liu Qianqian said before. He is extremely talented, has such proficiency, and reacts so quickly in actual combat. He must have done a lot of hard work in normal times. .
Several people in the same dormitory as Jin Gubang were talking about it.
"Oh my god. That monkey is really awesome."
"No wonder his sister didn't go to class for half a month. She was secretly tinkering with this stuff."
"Say, if I had known I would have done it with him."
When Qin Xuan heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry.
This Jin Gubang didn't even go to class in order to practice Tai Chi sword. If his parents knew about this, I'm afraid he would have to be beaten to death...
"Don't dare to attack anymore."
Jin Gubang chuckled. Looking at Wu Feng's nervous look, his heart felt relaxed.
"If you don't attack, then I will come."
Jin Gubang suddenly shouted loudly. His movements suddenly became faster. Tai Chi Sword's defensive force relief was quite good, but its offensive capabilities should not be underestimated.
The wooden sword flew around, twisted or drawn, pierced the sword, split the sword, stabbed the sword, collapsed the sword...
Soon, Wu Feng was unable to withstand his fierce attack. His hands were bruised and purple, which were caused by being hit by the wooden sword.
At this time, Jin Gubang actually had a vague sense of Qin Xuan's style when fighting Watanabe. Of course, Watanabe could defeat Wu Feng, the president of the martial arts club, with one move. There was a huge gap between the two.
If Wu Feng faced Watanabe, he probably wouldn't be able to stop the opponent's fierce swordsmanship from Zhishin Kageryu.
Wu Feng was beaten to the point of dripping with cold sweat. He felt that he had no strength but could not use it. He was restricted in every way. If the opponent had not taken a wooden sword, but a real long sword or even an iron rod, he would have fallen long ago. The ground is broken.
"I admit defeat..."
Finally, Wu Feng reluctantly raised his still numb hand.