Planar martial arts myth

Hong Qigong laughed, put one hand back, and made a gesture of invitation to Ling Muyun with the other hand: "Okay, the old beggar will let you walk twice with one hand, baby, come in." trick!"

Seeing that Hong Qigong wanted to fight with one hand, Ling Muyun didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it, and he didn't think it was an insult to him. Through the chats with Huang Rong these days, Ling Muyun already knew that all the five masters in the world had already returned to the acquired world and entered the innate stage. Congenital environment.Even though he has acquired a great achievement now, it seems that he is only one step away from congenital transformation, but this step is an extremely difficult hurdle in martial arts practice, and many people can't cross it in their lifetime.However, although the difference between Houtian and Xiantian is only a word, it is a difference between cloud and mud. Hong Qigong is enough to think highly of him if he can meet his challenge.

"Qi Gong, please accept the move!"

Ling Muyun cut off his drink, and his figure flew out like a gust of wind, and instantly rushed in front of Hong Qigong, and a big demon-subduing fist slammed at Hong Qigong head-on. amazing.

"it is good!"

Hong Qigong applauded, he did not dodge or dodge, he stretched out his palms and greeted Ling Muyun's heavy punch.

Seeing this scene, Ling Muyun was slightly startled, and thought to himself: "Is this going to confront me head-on? Well, I want to see how strong you, a congenital master, are!" Thinking of this, Ling Muyun strengthened his fists, bombarded faster.

If it was another situation, Ling Muyun would not be so reckless when facing a great master of the Xiantian Realm, and would go head-to-head with the strength of the Later Heaven Realm and the Xiantian Realm, this is obviously a foolish thing to do. I won't do it.

It's just that since we agreed to ask Hong Qigong to teach martial arts this time, we can give it a try. Anyway, with Hong Qigong's character, he would never hurt him severely, which gave him the courage to act recklessly. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to truly feel the innate power without worrying about winning or losing. Wouldn't it be a pity to miss it?

With a soft sound of "Bo", Ling Muyun's heavy fist collided with Hong Qigong's palm, but the overwhelming powerful palm force he expected did not appear, Ling Muyun only felt as if he had hit the cotton bag, confused Without exerting any effort, there is no way to release the surging fist power, which is extremely awkward.Then suddenly there was an incomparably pure internal force gushing out and hitting the fist, Ling Muyun only felt his arm tremble, the originally vigorous and violent punch force was instantly dispersed, and his figure involuntarily stepped back.

Ling Muyun was startled, is this innate true energy? The essence is pure, thick, firm and soft, and it is indeed a level higher than the acquired zhenqi. Even the nine yin and nine yang zhenqi he cultivated seem to have little resistance in front of this innate zhenqi.

Ling Muyun didn't know that Hong Qigong was actually more surprised than him. The reason why Hong Qigong chose to punch him hard was to test Ling Muyun's skill, but the result of the test surprised Hong Qigong. , Ling Muyun's internal strength is simply astonishing, receiving a palm with almost [-]% strength is just two steps back, and there is no intention of being injured at all.Considering his age, it is even more frightening. Where did he cultivate such a deep and pure internal force at such a young age?Could it be possible to start practicing kung fu from the mother's womb!

"Boy, you really amazed the old beggar me. If you have any ability, you will show it, and let the old beggar see how capable you are!" Retreating Ling Muyun said.And the address for Ling Muyun has also changed from a baby to a kid. Although it is still not a good name, it can be seen that Ling Muyun's position in his heart has quietly changed.

"Okay, Qigong sees the trick!" Ling Muyun was not polite, and he threw himself in front of Hong Qigong again, and the shadow of his fist slammed into Hong Qigong's chest again.

Hong Qigong poked out his palm, and grabbed Ling Muyun's wrist with a big grab, but he wanted to break the move with his move.Ling Muyun's arm shook slightly, and several fist shadows were formed, it was hard to distinguish the real from the fake in a hurry, and the fists were fierce.Unexpectedly, Hong Qigong kept his palms, and suddenly thrust forward, but went straight to grab the forearm behind the fist shadow. After all, the fist is an arm, as long as he grasps the arm, Ling Muyun's heavy punch will naturally feel like being choked It is difficult to toss about a seven-inch poisonous snake.

Seeing that Hong Qigong's strikes were as swift as lightning, and that he would strike first, and his arms would be caught before his heavy punches landed, Ling Muyun withdrew his punches immediately, and turned around to Hong Qigong On the side of him, there was a faint sound of thunder, and another punch was blasted towards his ribs.

"Huh?" A look of surprise flashed in Hong Qigong's eyes, he hadn't expected Ling Muyun's movement to be so nimble and swift.However, Hong Qigong is not a congenital master who has experienced many battles. He reacted extremely quickly, and his toe-to-toe figure drifted back a few feet, just landing on Ling Muyun's side and back, swinging his big sleeves and punching Ling Muyun's body. Shoulder shot out.

Ling Muyun only felt that the heavy punches thrown by the figure had missed their targets in a flash, and then the wind from the side and rear was howling, and it was too late to turn around to dodge, so he immediately used the movement technique of moving across the air, turning his body to the side out of thin air Moved a few feet, Hong Qigong's inevitable punch missed...

Ling Muyun and Hong Qigong fought together, Ling Muyun unleashed the [-]-style Damo Fist, the punches were like wind and thunder, and the nine-yin movement was fully exerted, moving around Hong Qigong like a ghost , Sudden in the east, suddenly in the west, cooperate with the Da Fu Mo Fist, the sound east hits the west, the guide hits the north, the moves are exquisite and powerful, just like a magic subduing warrior descending on the mortal world, the momentum is extremely astonishing.

And Hong Qigong is worthy of being one of the five best in the world. Facing Ling Muyun's fierce offensive, he always responded calmly. Although he only used one hand, he didn't feel embarrassed at all. His big sleeves fluttered and his figure was agile. Although he is a ragged beggar, he gives people a sense of being out of the world. No matter how aggressive Ling Muyun's offensive is, he still can't hurt him in the slightest.

"Boy, what kind of boxing technique are you doing? Not bad, it's really good, it's really a rare good boxing!" Hong Qigong praised while punching.

Ling Muyun wasn't proud of Hong Qigong's praise at all, on the contrary, the more he fought, the more depressed he became. He could feel that Hong Qigong didn't use his real skills, not only kept his internal strength at roughly the same level as his, but also The kung fu used is not the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms which he is good at, which is said to be the strongest in the world, but a kind of kung fu with a chic attitude. When it comes to the subtlety of kung fu, it is still inferior to his Great Demon Fist The only thing that is superior is that in the hands of Hong Qigong, he can exert great power, leaving him with superb boxing skills, but he has never been able to pose any real threat to Hong Qigong.

So far, Ling Muyun has also truly felt the gap between him and Hong Qigong. This gap is not only in terms of strength, but also in terms of understanding of martial arts. The same kind of martial arts, in the hands of Ling Muyun, may It can only exert seven or eight percent of the power of martial arts itself, but in the hands of Hong Qigong, it can exert twelve percent of the power. The door is obviously not as good as the Dafu Moquan's exquisite boxing skills, which can calmly deal with Ling Muyun's violent offensive.

Seeing that a set of Great Fumo Fist was about to be exhausted, but Hong Qigong still couldn't do anything, Ling Muyun was extremely depressed. He knew that Hong Qigong's martial arts were far superior to his, so he didn't expect to be able to defeat Hong Qigong, but at least he could Let Hong Qigong use both hands, otherwise wouldn't it appear that he is too incompetent?

Ling Muyun kicked and punched and suddenly came out backwards, retreated a few feet away from the battle circle, and clasped his fists at Hong Qigong and said, "Qigong is very proficient in martial arts, I admire you so much, and thank you Qigong for showing off his fists to me before." Chance of kung fu, now I still have a set of sword skills, I would like to ask Qi Gong to comment on it, I wonder if it is possible?"

"Oh?" Hong Qigong raised his thick eyebrows, and said with a slight smile, "Okay, kid, just use whatever you have, I'm a beggar, and I just want to see how much you have in stock!"

"Since Qigong said so, I will not be polite to that boy, then please Qigong take the sword!"

Ling Muyun let out a long cry, and the sword came out of its sheath with a "clang" sound, and his figure moved forward, as if a gust of wind swept towards Hong Qigong's body, the long sword drew a dazzling cold light and stabbed towards Hong Qigong.

It doesn't matter what he did, Hong Qigong was startled immediately, it turned out that Ling Muyun's sword was thrust out a little faster than he expected, and it flew in front of him in an instant, and the sword in front of him immediately With a flash of light, the sword's edge struck in front of him, and Hong Qigong suddenly felt a bit of coldness attacking his throat, even the skin on his neck felt the slightest bit of coldness.

"Good swordsmanship!" Hong Qigong couldn't help applauding, stepped on the ground with his feet and stepped back to the side, trying to avoid the sword.

It's just that Ling Muyun's sword is like a tarsal maggot, the sword path changes slightly, and it continues to chase Hong Qigong without slowing down, never leaving Hong Qigong half a foot in front of him, it seems that as long as Hong Qigong's speed is slightly slower A little bit, and there will be a catastrophe of broken throat.