Taoist priest in the foggy capital

Chapter 94 Passing Five Levels ([-])
Seeing Lin Hu in such a posture, Yin Xiu grinned and walked forward slowly with the knife in hand.

Although his movements seemed casual, every step was tentative, and he cautiously approached Lin Hu.

Finally, when there was only one foot away from the gun tip, the sleepy-looking dragon finally took off and pierced Yin Xiu's face.

With a snap, the spear head pierced extremely fast, making a sound in the air almost like a whip.

Even though Yin Xiu was extremely careful, the momentum of the spear stabbing was still very shocking. It passed by Yin Xiu's face and brought up a blood spray, causing Yin Xiu to lean back and take several steps back.

As soon as he stepped back, Lin Hu jerked his wrist, and the spear head pierced Yin Xiu's ankle as if it had eyes.

The first one hit her face, the second one hit her legs, and the two consecutive attacks with a huge span of space made Yin Xiu unable to resist, so she could only roll on the spot and dodge in embarrassment.

Before he could get up, Lin Hu's third attack followed.

This time it wasn't a spear stabbing. Lin Hu held the spear with both hands, as if hitting something with a bamboo pole, tensed his legs and exerted force, and slammed Yin Xiu's head!
Yin Xiu held the knife with both hands and blocked the spear with the handle.

After a clear knocking sound, the long knife made a scream-like sound, and Yin Xiu's hands were numb!

Lin Hu flicked his wrist and the spear was retracted by him, retracting and retracting it as freely as his own arm.

After throwing out another gun flower, he thrust it forward without hesitation and stabbed Yin Xiu in the chest.

At this moment, Lin Hu was inexplicably absent-minded, which made his fingers a little sluggish, and the spear went crooked and passed under Yin Xiu's ribs.

Hong Sheng off the court couldn't help but frown: "Lin Hu is getting older after all, and his arm strength has weakened, so he made a mistake."

Huang Feihong of Tuen Mun shook his head and said: "It's not a mistake, it's domineering. The moment the gun was about to hit the emperor, I felt a domineering aura emerging from him!"

Before the two of them could argue, Yin Xiu, who could barely avoid the fatal blow with her [Charming Body], had already seized the opportunity and fired at Lin Hu like a cannonball, slashing straight at the opponent's door with her machete.

Many people think that although the spear is terrifying and domineering, as long as the distance is shortened and involved in close combat, the spear is no longer useful and becomes a burden.

As everyone knows, this is an illusion.

Seeing Yin Xiu coming to kill, Lin Hu took a step back, grabbed the middle part of the spear with both hands, turned the spear into a stick, and continued to fight with Yin Xiu.

Hong Sheng sincerely praised: "The three-time martial arts champion in the provincial capital has truly extraordinary strength. The gun in his hand is like a part of his body. Every move is so natural and never sloppy..."

Yin Xiu was unable to break through Lin Hu's defense for a while. Instead, he had to guard against attacks from the opponent's gun head and barrel from time to time. However, he never took a step back. He just hobbled tightly and stuck to Lin Hu, preventing him from opening the distance.

Finally, after Lin Hu swept away thousands of troops with one strike, causing the middle door to open wide, Yin Xiu threw the knife high, dived down, and got into the opponent's chest like a ghost!

"He abandoned his sword at this moment!"

Lin Hu immediately held the head of the gun back and swiped it hard to push Yin Xiu away.

"No, it's not an abandoned knife! It's a flying knife!"

Without Hong Sheng's warning, Lin Hu also reacted. When Yin Xiu crashed into his arms, the knife also rotated and cut towards his wrist.

Lin Hu abandoned his gun!

The arms like iron pillars tightly grasped Yin Xiu's shoulders, exerted force under his feet, twisted his waist, and threw Yin Xiu violently.

Yin Xiu did not carry it hard and compete with the infinitely powerful Lin Hu, but let the force fly out with him.

Just when she was about to land on her face, Yin Xiu's left arm suddenly swelled up, her palm rested on the ground, and she rose into the air again, then turned back and kicked Lin Hu right in the face.

"This is... a scorpion's tail swing!" As Wong Fei-hung of Tuen Mun exclaimed, Lin Hu was hit hard on the face. After staggering for two steps, he transformed his hands into knives and stabbed Yin Xiu in the ribs with a pair of knives.

This time Yin Xiu still did not confront him head-on. She stretched out her hands to support Lin Hu's arm, and jumped high again, almost flying like an eagle.

Seeing this, Lin Hu turned around and went to get the spear on the ground.

"It's too late! No matter how fast Lin Hu is, he won't have time to turn the gun!"

"I'm so confused! I'm still thinking about the spear right now!"

As the two people in the audience said, when Yin Xiu cupped his fists and was about to hit Lin Hu's face hard, Lin Hu really only had time to grab the head of the gun.

boom!
The fire surged, and then the bright silver gun head broke into several pieces, and metal fragments shot towards Yin Xiu like a rain, almost covering his entire body.

The whole place was in an uproar, and it took a while for the audience to understand what had just happened amidst the various discussions around them.

"It's a musket. Lin Hu modified the gun head into a musket!"

"The power and dispersion are more like a shotgun. No, in fact, it should be said that he transformed the gun head into a gunpowder launcher."

In the VIP room, seeing the smile on Bai Mudan's face getting brighter, Fourth Master Jin snorted coldly: "Did you give him this gun?"

Bai Mudan nodded: "I gave it to him, but aren't there many boxers equipped with mechanical prosthetics? They can put iron lumps on their bodies, and it doesn't matter if Lin Hu puts some gunpowder on the head of his gun, right?"

Fourth Master Jin laughed, and his laughter made Bai Mudan's hair stand on end.

"It seems you really want that kid to die."

Bai Mudan bit her cigarette holder lightly, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said lightly: "I really didn't want him to walk out alive."

"After all, mechanical prosthetics and guns are two different things. Fighting mother! If everyone is like him and brings a fire-breathing gun to the ring, then I won't call this place the Kowloon Boxing Ring. I'll just find a few Come here and forget about the American cowboys!”

Bai Mudan was obviously startled by Fourth Master Jin's sudden increase in voice, and frowned.

Seeing her like this, Mr. Jin didn't want to tangle with her anymore. He turned his head and just waved his hand.

"Let's go. People who break my rules have no right to sit here!"

Bai Mudan still wanted to say something, but when she saw Fourth Master Jin's stubborn and cold face, she knew that the other party would no longer listen to her explanation, and in fact she had nothing to explain.

So, she also walked out of the box with a cold face, her high heels clattering on the ground, venting her anger.

As soon as she went out, a waiter carrying a plate almost bumped into her, and both of them paused involuntarily.

"Sister Mudan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The man apologized profusely and the wine glass on the plate shook uncontrollably. He was obviously very afraid of her.

Bai Mudan gave the other person a cold look with her charming eyes that could easily captivate them, and a smile appeared on her face.

Then, she opened her mouth, and saliva flew out of her gorgeous red lips and was spat on the floor.

"Lick it clean before you leave!"

(End of this chapter)