Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 29 Battle
"If I meet that crazy woman again now..."

Looking up at the roof of the woodshed, Wei Tao carefully recalled every detail of that battle, and his brows could not help but frown.

With his strength after breaking through the blood coagulation level at this time, and meeting her in a seriously injured state, the two sides confronted each other head-on without using any weapons.

He thought about it, but he had to admit that he couldn't find any possibility of winning.

Think even further.

Even if he put on two layers of armor and brought enough hidden weapons and crossbows, he wouldn't dare to say that he would still have the same good luck as last time.

Because with the improvement of his level of strength, he became more and more aware of how terrifying that woman was.

Even though the fire killed a large number of soldiers and Taoist priests, and she was seriously injured and dying, her strength still made him linger in fear.

If that crazy woman is in her prime without disease or injury...

Before Wei Tao's eyes, the image of her heart beating like thunder, her body emitting a strange fragrance, plucking strings in the air, and shining lotus flowers in her hands appeared.

Thinking about how a crossbow arrow broke inch by inch in her hand, turning into powder almost instantly, she couldn't help but sighed secretly.

The pose called "Living Lotus" was really too shocking. Even if he had broken the ground and clotted his blood, he would never be able to withstand this destructive force head-on.

Perhaps only those who have reached the highest level of Hongxian Fist can have the ability to fight her.

Drowsiness gradually hit her, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Wei Tao is still thinking about the identity of the mysterious woman.

Being able to encircle and suppress Fenglin Junzhen and Yueyingguan, whose power is comparable to the three major families in the inner city, shows that she is by no means an unknown person.

But the information in his hands was really scarce, and he didn't come up with a satisfactory answer until he fell into a deep sleep.

........................

After sleeping for a whole day and night, Wei Tao slowly opened his eyes.

The physical and mental exhaustion had disappeared, and using the golden talisman to improve his cultivation not only directly healed the hidden injuries he suffered from the night battle in the mountains, but even recovered part of his mental exhaustion.

Wei Tao got up before dawn, had a good breakfast, and finally stepped into the gate of the martial arts hall.

"Morning, senior brother." He entered the inner courtyard and greeted Tan Pan who was practicing boxing.

"Seventh Junior Brother, why haven't you seen anyone these days?" Tan Pan asked after stopping his practice.

"Something happened in the alley where the house is located, and it took a little time and energy." Wei Tao picked up the stone lock that was placed at the side, and began to practice the Youshiquan that he was most familiar with.

After the Red Line Fist broke through to the blood coagulation level, even General Youshi Fist entered the realm a lot.

Although he didn't deliberately practice, the progress bar in the status bar has changed, and it has increased from 60.00% to 80.00% without a sound.

From going to the classroom to surpassing the proficiency, and finally becoming a mastery.

The stone is locked in his hand,
Flying up and down, turning left and right,
Just like a dancing elf, coming and going suddenly, unpredictable.

Tan Pan stood there watching silently, unaware that he was so engrossed in watching, that he even forgot the conversation between the two for a while.

It wasn't until Wei Tao put down the stone lock that he clapped his hands and said with some emotion, "I didn't expect the seventh junior brother to practice the basic stone lock practice method to such a pleasing state, it can be called the Tao."

"I would also like to thank my senior brother for teaching the method at that time, and because my senior brother's aptitude is dull, I can only use time to polish it little by little."

Tan Pan smiled and said, "In the journey of martial arts, aptitude is important, but it also requires perseverance. It's great that you can do this."

Speaking of this, he seemed to be excited, so he rolled up his sleeves and made a red line fist.

"Come on, let senior brother see to what extent you have practiced our school's boxing techniques."

"Brother, please advise." Wei Tao calmed down, slowly circulated his Qi and blood, and carefully suppressed it to the level of the forged skin.

Tan Pan waved at him.

Wei Tao stopped talking, strode forward without warning, and used the most common form of the red line boxing, the progressive hammer.

Bang!
Tan Pan didn't move, but raised his right arm, and easily swung away the powerful punch.

Next, he didn't fight back either, and he blocked Wei Tao's attacks from different directions and angles with one move.

The more Wei Tao hit, the more frightened he became. He punched him down, as if he was hitting a piece of red-hot iron.

Not only did the hands feel hot and numb from the shock, but even the breathing was greatly affected.

Although he controlled himself to the strength of Forged Skin's energy and blood, senior brother Tan Pan was also suppressing his own strength, and there was not much difference between the two sides in this regard.

Moreover, with his elevated height and vision of blood coagulation, he could clearly feel that Tan Pan's qi and blood flowed like a substance, which was definitely superior to him.

Even if he shot with all his strength without reservation, if he couldn't use the information gap to injure him at the moment of the explosion, there would be almost no chance of a comeback later.

It turns out that they are both in the blood coagulation realm, but there is such a huge gap.

Bang!
After another punch, Wei Tao couldn't help kicking back several steps, and then stopped.

Tan Pan slowly withdrew his hand, and calmly said, "Junior brother has made a good progress. According to this trend, it is just around the corner to break through skin training and enter muscle training."

After silently thinking for a while, he continued, "In the following practice, you should not only run and strengthen your blood, but also pay attention to the connection and use of moves and tactics."

"Whether it's our red line boxing or other kung fu, it is impossible for you to follow the same routine when facing the enemy.
Therefore, one must first be familiar with the moves of the style of play, and reach the level of blending into the instinct, and then it can be regarded as a real practice. "

"Thank you, senior brother, for your guidance. Senior brother is really amazing."

Wei Tao clasped his fists and saluted, reminiscing about the turbulent energy and blood in Tan Pan's body during the battle just now, even if he completely let go and shot with all his strength, it was still far behind.

After a pause, he showed a strong look of envy and anticipation, "Brother has cultivated to the blood coagulation state, and I don't know what kind of feeling it is, let alone whether it is possible to experience this feeling with the aptitude of the younger brother. .”

"The real blood coagulation state is not what you see on the surface now."

Tan Pan shook his head slowly, then smiled and said, "Forget it, there's nothing to do now anyway, let the seventh brother see what blood coagulation is, why it is called a red line above coagulation, and it will also give you a A clearer goal of practice."

Tan Pan came to the iron pile not far away, his body sank slightly, with one hand in front and the other behind, and made a red line fist again.

Wei Tao held his breath and concentrated, staring at his arm without blinking.

Suddenly.

Tan Pan struck out a punch like lightning, hitting the iron stake as thick as the mouth of the bowl.

A loud bang.

Wei Tao narrowed his eyes suddenly, he didn't see Tan Pan's energy and blood circulation clearly when he punched.

There was only a faint red line flashing on Tan Pan's right arm, and there was already a half-inch-deep fist mark on the surface of the iron pile.

With this level of strength and such a hard fist, if it hits someone, it may be impossible to escape the end of being punched to death.

There is also that red streak, could it be that this is the external expression of the extreme vigor and blood?

It was almost beyond his understanding of the human body.

Apart from that crazy woman's "Living Lotus", this punch was already considered the strongest killing move he had ever seen.

(End of this chapter)