Pushing martial arts horizontally: starting from depriving the mantis shrimp of its talent

Chapter 48 Death Quest
The two disciples guarding the door of the boxing gym suddenly spotted Chen Cheng, who was rushing straight to the door with great momentum.

Seeing Chen Cheng in a smart outfit with a dragon head mask on his face, his expression suddenly changed.

Without saying a word, he shook off his Feilong Fist uniform and jumped into the crowd of people coming and going.

The whole movement was so smooth and smooth that you could tell that you had been rehearsing it in your mind for a long time.

Chen Cheng, whose energy and blood were accelerating and preparing to hit him one by one, paused.

"That's all, God is good at reviving people, and there is still a glimmer of hope left in the way of Heaven, so why should I kill them all?"

"We have saved a glimmer of hope, and we will not hold back any more until death!"

Chen Cheng lamented, and the ten fingers hanging by his side became dark and shiny, flashing with metallic light, and he had already turned the Breaking Claw to the extreme!
With a strong movement under his feet, Chen Cheng rushed into the door amidst the explosion of airflow.

The strong wind brought up closed the wide open door.

In the boxing gym, the inner disciples of Feilong Fist have just finished a day of training and are ready to rest.

Several disciples who got along well and treated each other like brothers were laughing and talking.
"Those Wang Lin guys are too cowardly. Although the boxing gym is targeted by enemies, only the senior disciple is dead."

"But this also frees up the previous positions and resources. Now the owner of the hall has invested heavily in the inner disciples. The Ningjin Fang that used to cost five taels per ounce now only requires [-] taels."

"Wealth can be gained through danger. Without taking risks, how can one become a master!"

"Extremely great!"

Several others couldn't agree more.

Ever since the direct disciples were attacked by the hall owner's enemies, several of them were killed, and the few who were sent to intercept and kill Ruishi Fist were all dead. Many of the inner disciples were so timid that they left the hall overnight and could not come back.

The Wang Lin they mentioned was one of them.

They were the only ones who believed that dangers and opportunities coexisted, so they stayed. Now they are seeing rewards. Various resources have been invested, and the speed of martial arts progress has suddenly increased.

"If this continues, there is hope for a second blood, and even personal transmission might be a good idea!"

This person couldn't help but laugh a few times when he thought of the wonderful thing, but suddenly he saw the smiles on the faces of the people opposite turned into panic, and a strong wind blew behind him.

When the few people standing behind were just talking about how right they were to choose to stay, they suddenly saw a black figure surrounded by air currents emerging from the gate. With an explosion of strength, he jumped over a distance of 30 meters. , the ten fingers swayed and turned into deadly steel cones.

As soon as Chen Cheng came in, he saw a figure with his back turned to him, looking up to the sky and smiling.

"This person laughs so loudly, and with Feilong Fist's evil-doing style, he must have done something harmful to nature."

"Today I will do justice for the heavens!"

Chen Cheng had a thought, and in the next second, the air flow rushed behind the person, his five fingers stretched out into claws, and he grabbed the back of the neck.

Fingers clasped together, then pulled.

Suddenly, in the eyes of the people behind him, they saw that their brother-in-law's head suddenly went blank, and then a bloody fountain rushed into the sky.

But before they could scream and run away, a black shadow walked around the headless body like a ghost and came to them.

His face hurt, and his face was clasped tightly by five iron-like fingers. Before he could struggle, his body turned sideways, and the next second he felt a pain in the back of his head.

Chen Cheng clasped the two of them, tensed his chest muscles, and moved his arms as if cymbals were clashing, slamming the backs of their heads together.

In an instant, the backs of the two people's heads were sunken. Chen Cheng let go of his hand and walked between the two. Behind him, the two corpses fell softly to the ground.

"Killed!"

"Master! That man is here again!"

Chen Cheng killed three people in just an instant. Seeing that the three people who were still alive turned into corpses in an instant, the others reacted and were so frightened that they cried for father and mother and ran away, wishing they had two more children. leg.

Others were more clever, shouting and rushing to where the owner Ding Zhuo was.Chen Cheng stepped suddenly, and a violent force burst out from under his feet. From extremely quiet to extremely dynamic, the transition took only an instant.

In an instant, he came behind an inner disciple who turned to run away. With a flick of his arm, his arm seemed to turn into a steel whip and hit the side of his neck hard.

Click!There was a crisp sound, the neck twisted into a strange arc, flew out close to the ground, and hit the flower bed and was instantly motionless.

At this moment, Chen Cheng was like a wolf among the sheep. Many inner disciples had no intention of fighting when faced with the suspected fourth-blood master, and just ran away.

"Big Brother!"

Chen Cheng's figure is like a ghost, and every time he kills, a life disappears.

Soon, hope suddenly appeared on the tearful face of a disciple who was running at the front. A majestic figure wearing a red robe, with unusually developed trapezius muscles, as if he had no neck, came towards him.

Hearing the noise coming from the front, Feilongquan Senior Brother Wu Bolong was about to check, but halfway through he heard someone shouting that the person who attacked last time was coming again, and his movements suddenly stopped.

Just as he was about to turn around, he heard a junior brother's hopeful cry after meeting his savior.

Seeing a flashing black figure behind his junior brother, Wu Bolong's expression changed, and he turned around and ran away.

"Elder brother! Save me!"

Seeing the senior brother whom he regarded as his savior turn around and run away, the hope in this person's eyes turned into despair, and finally turned into resentment.

"He who wears red robe is"

Feeling the strong wind coming from behind him, blowing his robe close to his back, the man's eyes became firm, and when he turned around and was about to say something to sell Wu Bolong, a fist came out like a steel whip.

The moment the hard skull came into contact with the back of the fist, cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.

Before he even opened his mouth, the brain that controlled language was beaten to pulp.

Chen Cheng paused for a moment, tilting his head and looking at the corpse a few meters away with his face half deflated.

"It seemed like he was about to say something just now."

"But it doesn't matter, I don't want to hear it."

Chen Cheng started up again, chasing Wu Bolong who had just escaped, and rushed deeper into the courtyard.

He recognized the senior brother of Feilong Fist from the flash of his back. When Ding Zhuo led the funeral procession and passed by the gate of Gravel Fist that day, he remembered this man without a neck. At that time, senior brother Ma De He told him with fear on his face that this person was Wu Bolong who had knocked him back with two punches before.

"Master, save me!!!"

Feeling the murderous aura getting closer and closer behind him, Wu Bolong bit his steel teeth, looked at the master's residence getting closer and closer, and suddenly shouted loudly.

"You little thief is arrogant! You actually dare to come again. Today is the day you die!"

The door of the small courtyard suddenly exploded, and a black shadow rushed out at a high speed, and instantly came to Wu Bolong. He stretched out his hand and pushed the forward Wu Bolong to the side. Then he pulled his right arm back and squeezed with his five fingers. The dragon's roar resounded as the air flow exploded, and the surrounding courtyards trembled wildly!

Seeing the senior brother Feilong Fist disappear from the field of vision, he was replaced by the master of the hall, Ding Zhuo.

Chen Cheng's heart did not waver at all. His forward figure suddenly stopped. He stepped on his foot, squeezed his right fist, and stretched out his five fingers, turning into dark claws and curling up into a ball. His heart seemed to start an engine, and the blood was roaring and rushing throughout his body. Power flows into his hands continuously.

The second level of Hunyuan Ruyi Body, reversal!

The blood lines under the skin and pierced into the power-accumulating muscles of the three arms began to operate. The powerful power accumulated in the left hand and the black hand followed the fine blood line network and converged on the right fist.

In an instant, Chen Cheng felt that his right arm became heavy. A terrifying force kept squeezing the arm, and the hard black claws were trembling!
Seven times faster energy and blood!
Both efforts come together!

Double Nine Times Thunder Breaking Style!

Unparalleled punching power, [-] times the charge!
The violent power gathered in the right arm, and the arm muscles that had been trained by the gravel fist were working crazily at this moment. The accumulated death force was transformed into an even more violent stone fist force under the operation of the muscles.

(End of this chapter)