I! Honghuang Dadao, Retired Today

"what……"

The tiger-backed man gasped in pain at the time, and now he shouted loudly.

He was also a ruthless man. He took out the dagger from his waist, ignoring the broken fingers, and with a horizontal slash, a bloody arrow burst out, cutting off the captured fingers, and the figure retreated back.

He was sweating profusely in pain, looked at the trembling palm of his fingers, and shouted sharply: "Cut him for me, chop him..."

The people around were stunned by his previous viciousness, and they were dripping with cold sweat. When they heard his words, they shuddered suddenly, and then they all rushed towards the thin man in front.

With such a ferocious person supporting him, these martial arts players are like wild wolves who smell the blood, and they all want to be the first to cut down that thin man in order to win the first prize and become famous.

Clang!

The first shot was six bright watermelon knives, all of which slashed towards Lin Taichu head-on.

The refugees in the dark suddenly let out a scream. Those knives were fierce and unparalleled, and they could not chop into flesh when they cut people. This scene was too cruel.

Many people hurriedly covered the children's curious eyes, lest the tragic situation of the scholar hit the children's hearts.

Many people can't help but complain that this scholar is too stupid, can those people be offended by a small character like him?

I couldn't hold back my 197 anger and hit someone, now I'm going to be unlucky.

Under the light, the watermelon blade brought a shadow of the blade, which was incomparably sharp and unstoppable.

The moment those people shot, Lin Taichu also moved. He lifted his robe, and his horse strode like a bow, using the belt force, his heels spun, and his figure turned slightly sideways.

Whoops!

The six beams of sword light connected together, poured down, and slashed down Lin Taichu's chest.

Boom!

The light of the knife fell in pieces, but it hit an empty space and chopped it on the deck, and the sawdust suddenly flew, and the entire deck shook slightly.

The man on the back of the tiger who was helping the woman to bandage the wound narrowed his eyes in vain.

"Practice family?"

He blurted out in shock, Lin Taichu's move "Iron Bridge Horizontal Movement" just now shows that his skills are profound, his foundation is solid, and he can do it with ease and skill without decades of infiltration.

This is the middle-class esoteric kung fu of "Iron Bridge Crossing Horse". This kind of profound skills of smashing horses, not to mention the street martial arts halls, even those of Xiaomen and Xiaomen schools with lesser background, there is no inheritance of this kind of skill.

He was suddenly dumbfounded, the person in front of him was not an ordinary street style, and he would be ashamed when he looked at the calm basic skills.

(cceb) This is at least a little master.

Maybe you can make friends, this person is so deep in water, he has already shown this ability, and he has become the guest of honor in the building.

He wanted to speak to stop the fight, but as soon as the voice reached his throat, he was choked.

At this time, Lin Taichu took a step and approached several people horizontally, the iron bridge was like a hook, and he used a move "Three Points of Linghu", and his toes slammed into the air, connecting three people.

The next moment, three people's ankles, kneecaps, and panbones made three cracking sounds, and they immediately lay on the ground, hugging the wounds and screaming miserably, and immediately lost their fighting power.

At this time, the wind roared behind Lin Taichu, the knife flashed, and someone slashed the back of his head.

There was a look of ferocity in the man's eyes, and at such a close distance, he was slaughtering from behind the opponent.

"what……"

The beautiful woman and the boy covered their mouths in shock when they saw this.

wow!

The blade slashed through the air, making a sharp neigh.

The man who shot the knife suddenly opened his mouth wide, but the knife he was sure to hit wiped the opponent's hair and chopped empty.

That leg came straight at him like a divine spear, not giving him any time to react. With a bang, he only felt his body light up, his eyes darkened, and he lost consciousness.

Boom!

The person who attacked Lin Taichu from behind was kicked out by him, and fell to the ground ruthlessly, bleeding from his nose and mouth.

"This, this is 'Hengqiao Returning to the Horse'?

The tiger-backed man was sweating profusely when he saw that Lin Taichu kicked his opponent.

This move is a variant of the "returning carbine" in the technique of killing the enemy on the battlefield. The technique is used in the leg technique. It first removes the crisis caused by the enemy, and then turns around unexpectedly for a lore, which is both ferocious and fierce.

What surprised him was not the move of "Hengqiao Returning to the Horse", but the "Three Points of Linghu" used by the opponent to turn round and wishful, and then took advantage of the trend to use a move of "Hengqiao Returning to the Horse".

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Everything is just like in the calculation of the other party, and it is not bad at all.

The opponent seems to have been killed by the attack that will be faced next.

He swallowed, he knew very well that this was not something the opponent could predict the next attack.

Instead, the opponent completely controlled the audience with a kind of martial arts "potential" in the ever-changing siege.

His master once said to him, "The power is the one who controls the field."35

A powerful martial artist, even in the face of a siege, can take advantage of the situation and use all the opponent's attacks for his own use.

And it can be used to sell the flaws, lure the enemy to output, through false tricks, lure the enemy to defend, and attack it must defend, so that the besiegers will be in chaos.

This controls everyone's attacks and defenses, as if predicting the next step.

This is simple to say, but difficult for ordinary people to do.

Generally, those under siege don't have the deep skills like a grandmaster. All of this is like a mirror.

The generals of ancient times, rushing to kill among thousands of armies, as if entering the realm of no one, rely on "potency", military power, power, and martial power.

And martial artists use their martial arts for group fighting, but those who can do this must be masters.

As we all know, martial artists are roughly divided into three categories according to their strengths: Lianjiazi, Pavilion Master, Master, Grandmaster, and Supreme Grandmaster.

The owner of the museum can open the museum to teach apprentices, and the strength is prominent.

As for the supreme master, it is said that he can pick up foreign spears and cannons with his bare hands.

In this way, every grandmaster is extremely respected, and wherever he goes, he is a guest of the powerful and wealthy businessmen, and they all become the object of people's flattery and clinging.

Could it be that the thin man in front of him is a master?

The man on the back of the tiger is deeply suspicious that the master is too hard to find, and almost all of them are monopolized and supported by the powerful, becoming a personal trump card, and it is too difficult for the public to find the master.

He finally shook his head, feeling very unrealistic, he felt that the strength of the man in front of him at least surpassed the level of the pavilion owner, not necessarily a grandmaster.

When he saw it suddenly before, his thoughts were uncertain, and he was a little scared of himself.

Thinking of this, his heart calmed down a little, otherwise, if he offended a grandmaster, he would hardly have to mix in the rivers and lakes, and he could just hide in the deep mountains and die alone.

call out!

Just as the tiger-backed man was thinking wildly, a flower flashed before his eyes, and a figure flashed.

He was shocked, and then he was relieved. The other party was so close to him, did he want to wrestle?

He directly denied this kind of attack when he was close to the body, so close, a punch was just a tickling, he didn't think he would lose to a thin man compared to wrestling.