Kung Fu Soldier King

At the moment when the little Taoist's palm touched Xiao Yan's chest, he suddenly felt that his strong chest sank in. The little Taoist couldn't extricate himself and pushed forward for half a minute.

It was this half point that made him suddenly feel a crisis. He was struggling at his waist and wanted to fly back.

But it was too late. Xiao Yan's Dragon splitting fist had fallen from the sky.

He seemed to hold a green dragon Yanyue knife in his hand and cut it on the head of the little Taoist. In a hurry, the little Taoist suddenly turned his head aside.

Xiao Yan's fist hit his cheek, hit him heavily on his shoulder, and smashed him directly to the ground from the air.

Smoke and dust stirred up and brick crumbs flew. The little Taoist was photographed on the ground and forcibly smashed into a semi-human pit.

Although Xiao Yan hit him in time and let him vent his strength, some of his strength went through the body.

He swayed in the air and fell down with a burst of sound. He knelt on one knee and put one palm on the ground. He was sweet in his throat. He almost opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of blood.

Before their open mouths were closed, the four wooden pillars around the challenge arena suddenly gave a neat click, and all fell down.

This is caused by the invisible energy flying just now by Xiao Yan's fist splitting. If someone had stood too close, I'm afraid his internal organs would have broken long ago.

Until the smoke dispersed, they dared to move forward slowly. Xiao Yan stood there straight and quietly looked at the little Taoist in the pit.

There was a dirty handprint on his left chest, which made him unbearable.

The little Taoist's shoulder collapsed and his eyes were a little dull. He murmured, "how could it be? How could I lose? I hit it clearly?"

Xiao Yan endured the blood rolling in his chest and pulled him out of the pit. After this battle, the challenge arena has completely lost its original appearance. It is dilapidated and pitted everywhere.

Broken bricks are everywhere, and small fires are still burning in some places, just like being hit by shells.

Xiao Yan grabbed his shoulder and pinched it a few times. He was an expert and protected most of them. However, some places were cracked and dislocated, which is for sure.

He touched it a few times and straightened his bones. Then he said, "learning martial arts is to strengthen the body, punish traitors and eliminate evil. It's not what you say that the strong are respected and the weak are slaves."

"OK!" a group of people under the stage shouted one after another.

Little Taoist seems casual, but he doesn't deal with people. They usually feel something wrong with his eyes when they are here.

It was only when he said that to Xiao Yan today that they realized that the little Taoist did not treat them as human beings. It was the kind of eyes that looked at sentient beings like ants. No wonder it was awkward.

Now Xiao Yan said this, which was tantamount to saying what was in their hearts, and immediately cheered again and again.

"What about the main road? The masters are all pursuing enlightenment and flying. They say that there are all evils in the world. People who practice Taoism should ignore the world affairs, otherwise they will be destroyed in the world of mortals." the little Taoist has no God in his eyes and mutters to himself, as if he is asking Xiao Yan and himself.

Xiao Yan snorted coldly and said, "everything in heaven and earth has Tao. Tao can be very Tao. How can we understand Tao without experiencing the cold and warm in the world? Besides, the Tao is ethereal and life is short. It's better to do something meaningful than seeking Tao."

"Why is it meaningful?" the little Taoist felt that he had been practicing hard for so many years before he had today's ability, but once he fell under the hands of others, his outlook on life collapsed.

Xiao Yan laughed and said, "it's meaningful to marry a wife and have children. It's meaningful to punish evil and promote good. It's meaningful to play in the world. In addition to doing evil, it's meaningful to do anything in this colorful world. Have you ever enjoyed spending a lot of money? Sleeping in the arms of a drunken beauty? Have you ever enjoyed the sense of achievement of helping others and serving the country and the people?"

"For the country and the people?" the little Taoist didn't have this concept at all, but asked himself silently.

Seeing that he was completely crazy, Xiao Yan didn't stop. In the eyes of shock and worship, he walked out of the door.

Ji Wuyue drives Bian Yong and follows He Jia quickly. As soon as they passed the corner, Xiao Yan helped the wall and vomited blood.

He Jia was startled. As soon as he held him, he would scream, and was quickly covered by Xiao Yan.

"I'm fine. It's much better to vomit this congestion. Let's go back." Xiao Yan took out his handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth and patted He Jia on the shoulder.

He Jia blamed and said, "it's just a martial arts contest. There's no need to fight with your life. I knew it would be such a result, so I won't bring you here."

"You don't understand. What I just did is great. It's called Wei Dao. People who practice martial arts are dangerous. If they don't have correct spiritual guidance, they will easily have problems." Xiao Yan knew that she might not understand it if she told he Jia, but he simply said a few words.

But he Jia smiled and said, "I know what you said. I often listen to them. There are several old martial arts schools in the old city, and these instructions are pasted on the wall."

Some people don't forget their original heart, and Xiao Yan feels gratified.

"But you were really good just now. You flew in the air for a long time and didn't fall down. Is it lightness skill?" Xiao Yan never thought that he Jia liked Kung Fu and the ancient Chinese art.

Seeing her face showing admiration, Xiao Yan nodded and said, "lightness skills pay attention to one breath. As long as you can carry it, your body is as light as a swallow in the cloud. That's no joke."

It is possible to jump several feet without changing at one breath. If a person sinks this tone in mid air, the density of that person is greater than that of the air. Coupled with gravity, it will definitely fall directly.

However, some lightness skills can be more than one breath in the air. For example, the ladder cloud vertical of Wudang can step on one foot and change one breath in the air to reach the peak. It's natural to step in the void.

"Can you teach me? Of course, your unique skills are inconvenient. Just teach me a few simple moves. Can you?" He Jia looked at Xiao Yan with two big eyes open.

She has the foundation to practice dancing, her body is very flexible, and her two long legs are natural sharp weapons if she can practice leg skills.

However, Xiao Yan hesitated. Seeing his embarrassment, he Jia hurriedly said, "if there is any embarrassment, don't. I can go to the boxing hall to sign up."

"It's not difficult, but it's too hard to practice martial arts. Your beautiful legs... Er, they are big and long legs. It's easy to get hurt when practicing martial arts." Xiao Yan couldn't bear it. He could remember how he came all the way.

Seeing his tone softened, he Jia quickly hit the snake with the stick and said, "I'm not afraid of fatigue or hardship. It's also difficult for me to practice dancing, but I stick to it."

"Now that you've made up your mind, I can give you some advice." Xiao Yan was helpless. The hero was sad about the beauty pass. His big eyes blinked and his beautiful legs flashed in front of him. It was difficult to refuse.