The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 297 Can't beat Li, can't beat gold

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

In the heavy snow, a figure flew upside down, before it could stabilize its center of gravity, a six-foot-long iron spear pierced through the wind and snow, arrived in no time, and quickly turned into a black light.

The iron spear was in front, and behind him a skinny figure like a monkey came galloping in big strides, his feet exerted force, his hamstrings swelled and contracted, and he was faster than a fierce horse. In the distance, a snow storm raged, and a frenzied and war-thirsty frightening face squeezed out.

"Hahaha, happy, really happy!"

Amidst bursts of mad laughter, the person who came came first, grabbed the lance with one hand, pushed forward with force, and the iron lance advanced even more urgently.

Chen Zhuo looked at the iron spear flying in front of him, his body that was flying back suddenly stopped, as if a pair of invisible big hands were wrapping him up out of thin air, hanging in the air in a way that ordinary people couldn't understand.

Behind him, he stretched out his six arms, clasped them in front of his chest at the same time, retracted his five fingers, between the palms, the yin and yang qi converged and blended, turning into a cloud of dark true qi, and he held the tip of the spear in it.

The two fought, a man suddenly appeared from the side, he clenched his fists, his palms were empty, his fist was like a drum hammer, he gathered his powerful internal strength, one left and one right, his fist was like a gun, piercing the two people's vital points, the wind of the fist The passage is like a thunderbolt, full of the sound of "tongtong" beating drums.

It was Jintai monk who made the move.

Chen Zhuo's eyes trembled slightly, his six arms split at the sight of the opportunity, one hand was separated to meet the golden platform, the other hand turned into a cotton palm, wrapped and wrapped with soft strength, and led the iron spear that could break rocks and mountains to the side.

Li Cunxiao saw that although his methods combined internal energy and true energy, they were completely different from Central Plains martial arts, his eyes flickered immediately, and he said affirmatively: "You really have something to do with that Chen surname, show your fist."

Monk Jintai was also full of fighting spirit, and his fists reached the sky, and he said in a deep voice: "Please show your fists."

"beat!"

Li Cunxiao roared, turned the iron spear in his hand to attack, broke away from Chen Zhuo's gentle strength, and made a round with one arm, like a weight of ten thousand catties, swiped a circle in the air, and swept towards the two of them.

The wind and snow cut off the flow, the terrifying power is extremely domineering in the world, tyrannical and tyrannical, the flat ground is flying sand and rocks, the body is strong, and it has reached an unimaginable state.

Chen Zhuo neutralized Jin Tai's punch with a palm, his eyes turned, and he glanced at Li Cunxiao's withered and withered body, watching the twisting muscles under his skin, he suddenly produced a mysterious and mysterious movement, and his expression couldn't help but become exciting.

That's... Neijiaquan!

Not only Li Cunxiao, but even Monk Jintai's fists and feet have a bit of the shadow of internal boxing.

But it is not the same, it is not the same.

Li Cunxiao is so strong that he actually integrated internal boxing with external skills, coupled with his own extraordinary talent that is different from ordinary people, natural supernatural power, now from the outside to the inside, the internal force is self-generated, the strength of the physical body, go to another extreme, and is about to walk out of another There is a way.

But Jintai's gains are all-encompassing. Although he borrowed his methods, he has the stance of condensing his own fist.

But the most important thing is that both of them are based on Neijiaquan, they have found another way, and each has their own way.

Chen Zhuo turned sideways to avoid the iron lance that was sweeping in front of him, his eyes were bright, and he said with a deep smile, "They all got the essence of boxing, good, good, you are the biggest surprise I have encountered."

Seeing that the momentum of the iron spear under the horizontal wheel did not stop, and turned back again and again, Chen Zhuo retreated, and swallowed his breath, red light flowed around his body, his feet sank, like a horse, He didn't dodge or avoid it, it was more like he bumped into it.

In the blink of an eye, Li Cunxiao swung the iron spear in his hand to the end, and it hit Chen Zhuo's chest like a shock.

The flesh and blood met the fine iron weapon, not only did not see the scene of flesh and blood, there was thunder and fire between the two, blooming in each other's eyes.

With a sound of "bang", the iron spear bounced and flipped upside down, and was shattered into pieces while still in the air.

"Enjoyed!"

Li Cunxiao seemed to have been prepared for a long time. When the iron lance was destroyed, he let out a roar like a thunder, and his whole body trembled. , the skinny right arm swelled several times in an instant, like a giant python, and the fist was like a cannonball, hitting Chen Zhuo's chest.

"boom!"

Another punch, Jintai monk punched out, landed on Chen Zhuo's back.

As the punches collided, Chen Zhuo slowed down his lunge, but he saw invisible ripples swaying from his feet in all directions, pushing the dust and snow, and his clothes swaying.

Jin Tai and Li Cunxiao seem to have accidentally made moves at the same time, and after a while, they retreated a few steps.

It wasn't until he saw Chen Zhuo standing still that he saw Li Cunxiao pacing and laughing strangely: "The origin of my abilities is also quite mysterious. In the past, there was a stone statue in the village where I was a child. It is said that it was a star descending from heaven; My mother regarded it as a god and worshiped it day and night. Unexpectedly, one night in her dream, she saw the god turned into a human being, and she was pregnant with me from then on. She also asked me to regard the stone statue as my father. I smashed the stone statue in a fit of anger. Get a few stone slabs."

After hearing this, Chen Zhuo fell silent. This is not a mystery, it's simply that his mind was squeezed by the door.

But Li Cunxiao's next sentence caught people off guard.

Li Cunxiao said with a half smile but not a smile: "Speaking of which, I still remember that the outline of the stone statue is somewhat similar to yours... Yes, that stone statue is also related to the person surnamed Chen."

Chen Zhuo raised his eyelids, and there was no emotion in his eyes. The stone statue may be real, but it is absolutely impossible for Li Cunxiao to be born from this. Presumably, his mother was pregnant before marriage, and deliberately used this as an excuse.

Seeing that Chen Zhuo remained silent, Li Cunxiao continued with a smile, "Whether this statement is true or not is not important to me, but there are several stone carvings on the stone slab, on which are recorded wonderful methods and profound arts, exhausting the secrets of the physical body; Absolute learning, when I was 13 years old, I made a great achievement in "Iron Cloth Shirt", which was hard to hurt by swords and arrows. Since then, I have set foot on the battlefield, and thousands of troops have been defeated; and then I got the long-lost "Golden Bell Cover" in Shaolin Temple. In less than two years, I was completely Practicing kung fu horizontally has reached the point where the ancient times shine like the present, and is invincible in the world."

"Back then, the King of Jin ordered people to cut me with swords and swords, and hacked me for ten days and ten nights. The sword broke and the sword broke, and then the car was broken. Unfortunately, it was not until the horsepower was exhausted that it still couldn't do anything to me. He kept staring at Chen Zhuo, pursed his chapped lips, his eyes were full of excitement, "I have never met an opponent in this life, everything came easily, only you, let me suffer until now, and my obsession is deep kind."

Hearing this, the Jintai monk couldn't help calling out the Buddha's name, and sighed: "In the past, the ancestor Bodhidharma possessed 72 unique skills. He was still unscathed even though he was chopped by swords, burned by fire, flooded by water, and poisonous. Donor Li Today, I am afraid it has reached this point.”

This is a true genius of the heavenly pride, and he is an incredible evildoer, which is rare in all ages.

Chen Zhuo's complexion remained unchanged, his eyes narrowed slightly, his mouth slowly opened with two rows of blood-stained neat teeth, and he smiled softly: "Okay, today is as you wish, it's just you two, don't let I'm disappointed."

As soon as he spoke, he shook all six of his arms and started to move.

The punching posture of each hand is also different, some are claws, some are fists, some are palms, some are hammers, some are fingers, exhausting the ultimate in boxing techniques.

(End of this chapter)