Almighty teacher system
Chapter 166 8 jiquan
Chapter 166 Bajiquan
Shen Yi faced dozens of men holding machetes with his bare hands.
From the beginning to the end of the battle, it takes no more than a hundred fingers.
Except for Shen Yi, dozens of men who had been licking blood on the tip of their knives all fell to the ground.
The unique inch strength of Wing Chun raged in their bodies, and the bursts of tearing pain made the bar scream continuously.
And with Shen Yi's body speed comparable to that of an earth-level master, no one could touch his clothes.
Seeing this scene, Ye Shihua, Xiao Xiao, and Cheng Nan all showed surprise smiles on their faces, while Ba Ye and the man behind him who was ready to go were full of solemn faces.
"Impossible, he is so young, how could he have such terrifying speed!" The man's face was full of horror. If he was excited and fighting with high spirits before, after seeing Shen Yi's terrifying skills now, the excitement and excitement Emotions were immediately replaced by fear and solemnity.
Sister Hong, who was originally arrogant, was already pale with fright at this time, shivering and shrank in the corner, not daring to speak anymore.
Those were dozens of elites holding machetes, and they were knocked down like they were chopping vegetables.
Shen Yi's strength completely shattered her cognition and made her instinctively afraid.
"Aren't you his opponent?" Ba Ye looked at the burly man beside him with a sullen face.
"It's hard to say!" The man shook his head slightly, and said solemnly: "His speed is a bit beyond the ordinary, but his strength should still be better than mine. If he doesn't fight me head-on, I can't do anything about him!"
Hearing the words, Ba Ye's face became more solemn, his eyes rolled slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Have you discussed it? Come on!" Shen Yi's eyes fell on the burly man, who was also full of fighting spirit. From the moment the group of people entered the bar gate, he noticed the man and felt the ancient martial artist's aura on him. breath, and not weak.
This made him a little excited. As the saying goes, the best way to improve your strength is to fight against the strong. Shen Yi really wants to try it. Now that he has opened up five meridians and reached the peak of the Xuan level, what is the real limit of his strength?
Up to now, he has only fought against the ancient warrior Luo Hu, but he was killed by him unexpectedly with a knife, and he has never really fought. Therefore, he is very interested in experiencing what it feels like to fight a real master .
"Bajimen Wanfeng, what's your name?" The man stepped forward, clasped his fists to salute Shen Yi, and declared himself his family, acting like a martial artist.
"No school, no sect, as for the name, you already knew it before!" Shen Yi shrugged and said lightly.
"No family, no sect?" Wan Feng frowned, and said slightly angrily, "Your Excellency looks down on me?"
When two ancient warriors who meet for the first time fight, they usually report their families to show respect for each other. This has become an unwritten rule.
The current ancient martial arts inheritance generally comes from ancient martial arts families and various sects, and few of them are left outside. Judging from the powerful skills Shen Yi showed before, it is impossible to reach this level at such a young age without the cultivation of a strong force. .
The only reason might be that Shen Yi looked down on him and didn't bother to tell him his background.
"Not really!" Shen Yi shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "I can feel that you are strong, what I said is true, as for whether you believe it or not, that's up to you!"
"Hmph, you are young and frivolous, let me teach you what it means to respect elders!"
Wan Feng snorted coldly, stomped his foot on the ground, and there was a loud bang, and the whole bar seemed to tremble. With the help of that huge recoil, Wan Feng's burly body slammed into Shen Yi like a shell fired.
As the saying goes, there is Tai Chi in writing to secure the world, and eight poles in martial arts to determine the universe!
Bajiquan has been passed down to this day due to its strength, simplicity and swift movements, and has been sought after by many people. The Bajiquan performed by Wan Feng at this moment, like his Wing Chun, is obviously fundamentally different from the popular Bajiquan .
This hand of iron mountain support was used by Wan Feng. It was as powerful as a tiger and as fast as a thunderbolt. Even Shen Yi couldn't help but be surprised by the terrifying power it carried.
"Ding dong! Trigger a side mission: the host should not use body skills to dodge, and defeat the powerful enemy head-on. Mission reward: 10000 reputation points, mastery of Bajiquan!"
"Good time!" The system prompt sounded in his mind, causing Shen Yi's eyes to brighten up. With a loud roar, he jumped straight up to meet him. The inner force surged and circulated on the surface of his body. With a piercing sound, he collided with Wanfeng together.
"Boom!"
As if two humanoid tanks collided with each other, a huge explosion sounded, and Wan Feng's expression changed drastically, from surprise at first, to disdain, and then shock.
In his opinion, Shen Yi will definitely use the advantage of speed to deal with him, and he should not dare to confront him head-on.
But seeing the scene where Shen Yi faced him with this trick of iron mountain leaning, not retreating but advancing, facing him, Wan Feng was startled for a moment, and then he sneered disdainfully, thinking that Shen Yi was ignorant and arrogant.
However, when the two were colliding with each other, Wan Feng realized that he was very wrong.
What shocked Shen Yi was not only his terrifying speed, but also his strength, which was no less impressive.
Wan Feng didn't know that Shen Yi's body had gone through strengthening potions, body quenching pills, and Yi Jin Jing successively. Now it can be said that it is like a humanoid monster, so how could it not be as good as him.
"Dengdeng..."
After a short period of silence, the two retreated at the same time, and a howling wind swept away. The wine bottles, tables, chairs, and furnishings were all blown upside down and fell to the ground, making ping-pong-pong shattering sounds.
Everyone was dumbfounded, even the eighth master, who had seen the world, stared at this scene with wide eyes, and a storm arose in his heart.
It was the first time he had seen the battle between ancient warriors, and it was so terrifying.
Wan Feng took a few deep breaths to calm down the turbulent Qi and blood in his body. Feeling the bursts of pain coming from his body, the fear and seriousness in his eyes became stronger.
In the eyes of outsiders, he and Shen Yi's move just now may be evenly matched, but only he himself knows that when this move collides, he loses.
The speed is far inferior to Shen Yi, and he is not an opponent in a head-on confrontation. Wan Feng can't think of how else he can win.
Shen Yi twisted his neck and his somewhat numb body, made a crackling sound like roasted beans, grinned and said, "That's right, come again!"
After the words fell, the whole person disappeared from everyone's sight, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Wan Feng, without any twists and turns, a bland punch, with a terrifying dark force, directly hit Wan Feng's face Door.
The speed of Shen Yi's punch was so fast that Wan Feng turned pale with fright, tilted his head like a conditioned reflex, narrowly dodged the power of the punch, and then punched Shen Yi's abdomen, knocking him out. forced back.
Shen Yi didn't get discouraged when he missed a single blow, he bullied himself again and evolved Wing Chun to the extreme, every punch, every palm, including his elbows and shoulders, was full of dangers that could easily put others on the ground. The terrible power of death.
The storm-like offensive forced Wan Feng to defend with all his strength, retreating again and again, and was gradually oppressed out of breath.
Everyone read the book in a friendly manner, don't get caught up in the book review area because of a trivial matter, it hurts the peace, I will delete such posts in the future, don't be surprised!
In addition, it's a new week again, everyone move your little hands, vote for a recommendation, and give some rewards if you are able, thank you!
(End of this chapter)
Shen Yi faced dozens of men holding machetes with his bare hands.
From the beginning to the end of the battle, it takes no more than a hundred fingers.
Except for Shen Yi, dozens of men who had been licking blood on the tip of their knives all fell to the ground.
The unique inch strength of Wing Chun raged in their bodies, and the bursts of tearing pain made the bar scream continuously.
And with Shen Yi's body speed comparable to that of an earth-level master, no one could touch his clothes.
Seeing this scene, Ye Shihua, Xiao Xiao, and Cheng Nan all showed surprise smiles on their faces, while Ba Ye and the man behind him who was ready to go were full of solemn faces.
"Impossible, he is so young, how could he have such terrifying speed!" The man's face was full of horror. If he was excited and fighting with high spirits before, after seeing Shen Yi's terrifying skills now, the excitement and excitement Emotions were immediately replaced by fear and solemnity.
Sister Hong, who was originally arrogant, was already pale with fright at this time, shivering and shrank in the corner, not daring to speak anymore.
Those were dozens of elites holding machetes, and they were knocked down like they were chopping vegetables.
Shen Yi's strength completely shattered her cognition and made her instinctively afraid.
"Aren't you his opponent?" Ba Ye looked at the burly man beside him with a sullen face.
"It's hard to say!" The man shook his head slightly, and said solemnly: "His speed is a bit beyond the ordinary, but his strength should still be better than mine. If he doesn't fight me head-on, I can't do anything about him!"
Hearing the words, Ba Ye's face became more solemn, his eyes rolled slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Have you discussed it? Come on!" Shen Yi's eyes fell on the burly man, who was also full of fighting spirit. From the moment the group of people entered the bar gate, he noticed the man and felt the ancient martial artist's aura on him. breath, and not weak.
This made him a little excited. As the saying goes, the best way to improve your strength is to fight against the strong. Shen Yi really wants to try it. Now that he has opened up five meridians and reached the peak of the Xuan level, what is the real limit of his strength?
Up to now, he has only fought against the ancient warrior Luo Hu, but he was killed by him unexpectedly with a knife, and he has never really fought. Therefore, he is very interested in experiencing what it feels like to fight a real master .
"Bajimen Wanfeng, what's your name?" The man stepped forward, clasped his fists to salute Shen Yi, and declared himself his family, acting like a martial artist.
"No school, no sect, as for the name, you already knew it before!" Shen Yi shrugged and said lightly.
"No family, no sect?" Wan Feng frowned, and said slightly angrily, "Your Excellency looks down on me?"
When two ancient warriors who meet for the first time fight, they usually report their families to show respect for each other. This has become an unwritten rule.
The current ancient martial arts inheritance generally comes from ancient martial arts families and various sects, and few of them are left outside. Judging from the powerful skills Shen Yi showed before, it is impossible to reach this level at such a young age without the cultivation of a strong force. .
The only reason might be that Shen Yi looked down on him and didn't bother to tell him his background.
"Not really!" Shen Yi shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "I can feel that you are strong, what I said is true, as for whether you believe it or not, that's up to you!"
"Hmph, you are young and frivolous, let me teach you what it means to respect elders!"
Wan Feng snorted coldly, stomped his foot on the ground, and there was a loud bang, and the whole bar seemed to tremble. With the help of that huge recoil, Wan Feng's burly body slammed into Shen Yi like a shell fired.
As the saying goes, there is Tai Chi in writing to secure the world, and eight poles in martial arts to determine the universe!
Bajiquan has been passed down to this day due to its strength, simplicity and swift movements, and has been sought after by many people. The Bajiquan performed by Wan Feng at this moment, like his Wing Chun, is obviously fundamentally different from the popular Bajiquan .
This hand of iron mountain support was used by Wan Feng. It was as powerful as a tiger and as fast as a thunderbolt. Even Shen Yi couldn't help but be surprised by the terrifying power it carried.
"Ding dong! Trigger a side mission: the host should not use body skills to dodge, and defeat the powerful enemy head-on. Mission reward: 10000 reputation points, mastery of Bajiquan!"
"Good time!" The system prompt sounded in his mind, causing Shen Yi's eyes to brighten up. With a loud roar, he jumped straight up to meet him. The inner force surged and circulated on the surface of his body. With a piercing sound, he collided with Wanfeng together.
"Boom!"
As if two humanoid tanks collided with each other, a huge explosion sounded, and Wan Feng's expression changed drastically, from surprise at first, to disdain, and then shock.
In his opinion, Shen Yi will definitely use the advantage of speed to deal with him, and he should not dare to confront him head-on.
But seeing the scene where Shen Yi faced him with this trick of iron mountain leaning, not retreating but advancing, facing him, Wan Feng was startled for a moment, and then he sneered disdainfully, thinking that Shen Yi was ignorant and arrogant.
However, when the two were colliding with each other, Wan Feng realized that he was very wrong.
What shocked Shen Yi was not only his terrifying speed, but also his strength, which was no less impressive.
Wan Feng didn't know that Shen Yi's body had gone through strengthening potions, body quenching pills, and Yi Jin Jing successively. Now it can be said that it is like a humanoid monster, so how could it not be as good as him.
"Dengdeng..."
After a short period of silence, the two retreated at the same time, and a howling wind swept away. The wine bottles, tables, chairs, and furnishings were all blown upside down and fell to the ground, making ping-pong-pong shattering sounds.
Everyone was dumbfounded, even the eighth master, who had seen the world, stared at this scene with wide eyes, and a storm arose in his heart.
It was the first time he had seen the battle between ancient warriors, and it was so terrifying.
Wan Feng took a few deep breaths to calm down the turbulent Qi and blood in his body. Feeling the bursts of pain coming from his body, the fear and seriousness in his eyes became stronger.
In the eyes of outsiders, he and Shen Yi's move just now may be evenly matched, but only he himself knows that when this move collides, he loses.
The speed is far inferior to Shen Yi, and he is not an opponent in a head-on confrontation. Wan Feng can't think of how else he can win.
Shen Yi twisted his neck and his somewhat numb body, made a crackling sound like roasted beans, grinned and said, "That's right, come again!"
After the words fell, the whole person disappeared from everyone's sight, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Wan Feng, without any twists and turns, a bland punch, with a terrifying dark force, directly hit Wan Feng's face Door.
The speed of Shen Yi's punch was so fast that Wan Feng turned pale with fright, tilted his head like a conditioned reflex, narrowly dodged the power of the punch, and then punched Shen Yi's abdomen, knocking him out. forced back.
Shen Yi didn't get discouraged when he missed a single blow, he bullied himself again and evolved Wing Chun to the extreme, every punch, every palm, including his elbows and shoulders, was full of dangers that could easily put others on the ground. The terrible power of death.
The storm-like offensive forced Wan Feng to defend with all his strength, retreating again and again, and was gradually oppressed out of breath.
Everyone read the book in a friendly manner, don't get caught up in the book review area because of a trivial matter, it hurts the peace, I will delete such posts in the future, don't be surprised!
In addition, it's a new week again, everyone move your little hands, vote for a recommendation, and give some rewards if you are able, thank you!
(End of this chapter)
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