The tall muscular man was not intimidated by Qin Xuan's ferocity just now, but instead aroused his fighting spirit.
Seeing that Yang Weiyang was so confident, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Haha, is that really funny? I can kill three or four people like you with one punch."
"Then you try?"
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, causing the other person to retract his hand immediately, 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. Feeling a little evil, he quickly took a step forward, less than one meter away from Yang Weiyang, and thrust out his hand again.
Snap!
Snap!
Two consecutive sword strikes came from the side, hitting the Xiaohai point and 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, and 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 well. Otherwise, he would not have been able to overturn a car, and today he is safe and sound.
As long as he targets 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.
"I'm sorry. The boss's method is so 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 stabbed the tall muscular man's anus with the wooden sword.
"oh!!"
The tall muscular man's right hand was paralyzed, and he jumped up while holding his anus with his left hand, his eyes suddenly bulging.
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.
Unfortunately, one of his hands was paralyzed, his anus was in pain, and his leg sweeping movements became extremely awkward, but Yang Weiyang easily dodged it.
"Still not down? Come again!"
Yang Weiyang chuckled, then stabbed him sideways with his sword.
"Ohhhhh!!"
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 was true that Yang Weiyang's second blow was too hard, and it was even more pleasurable than the real explosion of an anus. 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, thinking that he was indeed very strong. He could even imitate the technique of popping chrysanthemums, which was a fatal blow. He was truly gifted, and he was better than his master.
The people in the swordsmanship club burst into laughter looking at him, all breaking into a cold sweat.
Although the fate of the tall muscular man was tragic, what should continue must still be continued. Qin Xuan said coldly: "Wu Feng, who is the strongest among you? Just stand up."
Wu Feng was shocked when he heard this, thinking that the strongest one wants to fight Qin Xuan? This is a complete act of seeking death!
"Jingu Bang, 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 and glanced sharply at where the other party was standing.
Upon hearing this, Wu Feng was slightly relieved, and finally stood up and said loudly: "I am the president of the martial arts club, and of course I am the strongest!"
Glancing at Jin Gubang, he didn't dare to ignore or disdain anymore, and felt a little cautious in his heart. He thought that as long as he protected Juhua, he would definitely not let the other party succeed.
"Come."
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, so 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, and gently lifted it along the opponent's fist, and then released the force bit by bit. When the fist reached in front of him, it happened to be swung through the air, 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 shouted sharply, turned around and struck with an elbow, and at the same time swept out with one leg, attacking from up and down!
Jin Gubang smiled when he saw this, and made a gentle sword-cutting movement downwards, first hitting the Quchi point on his side elbow, which immediately made Wu Feng's arm feel numb, and the reflexive elbow attack was easily resolved.
Then the sword body moved downwards, and with a sudden strike, the opponent's legs were swept to an empty space, and then his whole body became unstable, as if he was about to fall.
Jin Kupang did not take advantage of the situation to attack, he is now taking a defensive approach.
"I want to become famous in one battle just like the boss did with Watanabe that day!"
He thought to himself and continued to look at Wu Feng provocatively.
Although it was only half a month, he had undergone earth-shaking changes in this half month, which made him know that he would never regret joining the swordsmanship club.
Wu Feng took two steps back and stood still, looking at Jin Gubang in surprise and uncertainty, wondering if the Tai Chi sword was really so magical?
Qin Xuan looked on and nodded slightly. This Jin Gubang was indeed as talented as Liu Qianqian said before. With such proficiency and such quick response in actual combat, he must have done a lot of hard work in normal times.
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Several people in the same dormitory as Jin Gubang were talking about it.
"Oh my god, that Monkey guy is really awesome."
"No wonder his sister didn't go to class for half a month, so 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 they would have to beat him to death...
"Don't you dare attack anymore?"
Jin Gubang chuckled lightly, and felt relieved when he saw Wu Feng's nervous look.
"If you don't attack, then I will come."
Jin Gubang suddenly shouted loudly, and his movements suddenly became faster. Tai Chi Sword is very good at offloading force defensively, 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...
Soon, Wu Feng was unable to withstand his fierce attack, and his hands were bruised and purple, which were caused by being hit by the wooden sword.
At this time, Jin Gubang had a vague sense of Qin Xuan's demeanor when he fought against 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 used a wooden sword, but a real long sword or even an iron rod, he would have collapsed long ago.
The ground is broken.
"I admit defeat..."
Finally, Wu Feng reluctantly raised his still numb hand.