I trained my sister to the eighth level of boxing

Chapter 1667 I want to compete with you

Lei Qiu and the other three were all dumbfounded. Although they knew that Dugu Bai's fists were fast, they did not expect them to be so fast. It seems that after a few months, Dugu Bai's cultivation level has risen sharply again.

Lu Zishu said softly: "That's good, how can we do it?"

Yan Beitang flew back, with fire all over his body, and formed into a red lotus god of war. He picked up the big gun and shouted loudly: "You insult my lintel, no one can stop me!"

The gun wind was already aimed at Lu Ziqing, but Lu Ziqing easily dodged it.

"Where to go!" Following Yan Beitang's loud shout, the big gun circled. From the red lotus fire rising from the gun body, a fire phoenix condensed and circled around Lu Ziqing's figure, instantly trapping Lu Ziqing. Sea of ​​fire.

"Hey, you're so sinister?" Lu Ziqing was a little surprised. He didn't realize that Yan Beitang could actually reach the sixth level of Shenwu, and that he actually had a Dharma form and a gun soul. But this cultivation level is quite weak to be honest. It is much more weak than the time when Patriarch Hongmeng received the enlightenment and directly blew Lu Ziqing's cultivation level from the third level to the sixth level.

Lu Ziqing flicked his finger, and the fire phoenix instantly shattered into embers that filled the sky. He has a red lotus lantern, and the flames of this level are just a joke.

Yan Beitang didn't expect that the sea of ​​fire would be broken so easily. Just as he was about to stab Lu Ziqing with his spear, Lu Ziqing flicked his finger again, and with a bang, a finger wind pierced the gun wind at a speed that was too fast to react. Layers of defense. Yan Beitang leaned back with smoke coming from his head, the spiritual platform was damaged, the original spirit was uneasy, and the dharma image behind him also dissipated.

Danyangzi, Lu Zishu and several other marshals all around looked at it with great interest. Lei Qiu, Zuo Yang and Daxi all looked at it with black lines on their foreheads. Is Yan Beitang's body so weak? No, it was Dugu Bai who was too powerful!
"No one can stop me!" Yan Beitang yelled desperately.

Lu Ziqing has shown some talent, and no one is stopping you at all. Do you need someone to stop you? Look around, no one wants to stop you.

Lu Ziqing kicked Yan Beitang in the calf. Yan Beitang fell to the ground and knelt down in front of Lu Ziqing. Then Lu Ziqing flew up with another kick, and Yan Beitang flew out again with a burst of fire. The big gun in his hand was already left in Lu Ziqing's hand.

Lu Ziqing casually threw the gun to Mingyue Ge.

"I'll fight with you! Who's stopping me..." When Yan Beitang rushed in again, he was holding a Skyfire crossbow in his hand. A string of light patterns had already lit up on the crossbow, and it was pointed at Lu Ziqing. Daxi, who was beside Lu Ziqing, quickly took out his shield to avoid being affected.

Then Lu Ziliang jumped to Yan Beitang's side, took off one of his boots, and knocked the crossbow out of Yan Beitang's hand. Immediately afterwards, Lu Ziqing slapped Yan Beitang's face with the sole of his shoe. Yan Beitang's body-protecting Qi did not activate, and the rebound effect of the Red Lotus Sword Heart was completely non-existent.

The crossbow was whipped out of Yan Beitang's hand and fired a beam of light. It was facing Lu Zishu's direction and hit the shield of Daxi who flashed over in an instant. It inserted into the shield with a hiss.

Daxi put down his shield, quickly moved his hand to catch the flying crossbow, and met Lu Zishu's concerned and approving eyes. Although there was only a glimpse, Daxi's heart suddenly felt warm. In fact, of course he knew that Lu Zishu didn't need protection from others at all, but this was just a natural reaction.

In the middle of the field, Lu Ziqing was still slapping Yan Beitang and saying, "Hit people...not in the face...but you...don't be a human being!"

Yan Beitang was shaken by the shoe soles, covering his face and rolling around on the ground. This is the face, the face of a noble family! I've already hinted so clearly, why didn't anyone come out to stop me?

Lu Zishu said calmly: "I'm a guest from afar, forget it." "Let's roll the ball." Lu Ziqing kicked Yan Beitang out with his bare feet and put on his shoes again. Yan Beitang rolled on the ground like a tumbleweed, screaming and flying out.

The commander-in-chief, Cuo Lun, was holding back his laughter. Kan Maoling had long been unhappy to hear this. Now he no longer had to give face to the Yanbei family, and he laughed loudly: "In the duel between military advisors, the Qingyang army won."

Suddenly everyone couldn't help laughing anymore.

At this moment, everyone understood that Dugu Bai had scolded the Yanbei family so directly that Yan Beitang, as the eldest son, was being stood up. Even if he knew that his cultivation was average, he still had to take action against Dugu Bai. Because being beaten can still achieve the goal, but not taking action is a disgrace to the family. To put it bluntly, Yan Beitang was so rude to Lu Zishu because he deliberately provoked trouble.

The problem is that Yan Beitang took the initiative to stir up trouble, and Lu Ziqing took the opportunity to really beat him up.

Yan Beitang left and came back again, and he had to crawl back. This time his clothes were torn, his face was covered with dirt, and he was so swollen that he couldn't see. He was panting, and there was something hanging from the corner of his mouth that he didn't know was yellow mud or blood. .

Before he could speak, Lu Ziqing pointed at him and said, "You have shit at the corner of your mouth."

Yan Beitang was shocked and wiped it with his hand. It was red, just blood stained with soil.

The people around him were laughing so hard that they were covering their mouths. Although this was not a formal occasion, it was still a military camp.

Lu Ziqing said confidently to everyone around him: "He was the one who did it first!"

Suddenly, even the people around him couldn't hold back their laughter, and Meng Mo's wine spurted out from his nostrils. The female soldiers and guards standing behind all laughed happily: "Coach Dugu is bullying people."

"Scoundrel!" Yan Beitang's face turned red with anger, but the reason for provoking trouble was already sufficient. Yan Beitang stopped rushing to Lu Ziqing because no matter how much he shouted "Don't stop me", no one would come out and pull him. The generals of our Shenwu Sect are all good at fighting, but they are all too straightforward. Why can't you understand me after I keep hinting? The most unfortunate thing is that I never expected that Dugu Bai's cultivation level would be so high, and he was completely unable to withstand it. Yan Beitang stopped looking at Lu Ziqing, turned to Lu Zishu and said, "I want to compete with you!"

He pointed at Lu Zishu, but Lu Ziqing came over and blocked him.

"It's just you?" Lu Ziqing said happily, "I am the one who beats you, so you are competing against me."

Yan Beitang sneered: "Who do you think you are? What's the use of comparing myself to you?"

From the beginning, his target was Lu Zishu. From Lu Ziqing to Lu Zishu, and then to all the generals in the camp, they all understood now. So Lu Ziqing shrugged and stepped aside. If you insist on seeking death, then I will help you.

Yan Beitang said to Lu Zishu: "General Long Wu, do you dare to give me some advice? You and I are each on the battlefield, fighting against the Northern Barbarians to see who has a stronger record."

"Okay." Lu Zishu said lightly, "Anyway, I am idle."