When Guibiesheng heard this, he was so happy.
Okay, let me take advantage of all the advantages, and take the money as you want. Not to mention, if this little Taoist priest makes a move, I guess I won't be able to survive a single move, but now it's turned upside down, the little Taoist priest is standing there for me to hit, he is not innate, so I punch him as usual, three punches Go on, if there is nothing wrong with the little Taoist priest, it is not too late for me to admit defeat...
This is why Biesheng thinks about winning, taking advantage, and getting ahead, and he is almost thinking of a demon. I heard Ye Qingxuan speak before, and I can hear the general idea almost every time, but the first two times were from a long distance. I heard it in a trance, the third time I was knocked out by someone, and when I woke up, I thought I was dreaming of a master... I didn't expect to talk to Ye Qingxuan face to face this time, it was a return to life. Confused by what was going on in front of him, he didn't even recognize Ye Qingxuan's accent. Now his mind is full of thoughts on how to get another big advantage, whether the other party's voice is familiar or not has long been thrown out of the blue by him.
After thinking about the key points, Guibie felt embarrassed, tightened his belt, waved his fist, and said, "It's settled, I'm coming—"
As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked his legs on the ground, and rushed over with a whimper, his big arms swung round, and his fist as big as a bowl smashed like a small hammer...
Who knew that the moment he reached Ye Qingxuan's head, he was about to hit the bridge of his nose, Gui Biesheng's eyes blurred, his feet twitched, his whole body fell sideways, and he fell on the competition field...
The surrounding spectators burst into laughter.
Gui Biesheng fell into a coma, his head was buzzing.
The little Taoist laughed and said: "Brother, what's the hurry? We haven't finished talking yet. When the explanation is clear, it's not too late for us to start..."
With a loud pop, Guibie spit out his mouth full of sand, which caused the surrounding crowd to burst into laughter.
Gui Biesheng got up angrily, pointed at Ye Qingxuan and yelled: "Little miscellaneous hair, we have already made clear the carriages and horses, what else can you say?"
"This match?" Ye Qingxuan said with a smile: "I'm standing here to let you punch three times, what about our next match, should we continue?"
Gui Biesheng thought about it for a while, after these three punches, if I can win, I will win anyway, if I can't win, there is no need to fight again, think about it, people let me hit three punches without fighting back, If you can't win, how can you have a chance of winning in a real fight
Gui Biesheng figured this out, and immediately felt like a bachelor, and slapped his chest. He looked like a man, because he fell to the ground just now and got all the dirt on his body. His slap made his face all over. The ashes, the righteous words below, were choked by the flying dust and made tears flow. It took a long time to catch my breath, and said with no momentum: "After three punches, if you are fine, I admit defeat on the spot, and I will never give up." Breaking my promise..."
"Okay—" Ye Qingxuan chuckled, "After the three punches, if I am fine, then you will lose this match, is that true?"
"That's it..."
"What if I break my promise?"
"Breaking promises? The most important thing for me to break into the world is to keep my promises. It is your son who doesn't count!"
Ye Qingxuan looked bitter, and said: "You don't have to be so loud when you give your name, brother. I believe your words, don't waste your time, come on..."
This time Ye Qingxuan stood in his position, put his hands behind his back, and waited for the opponent to make a move with a smile.
Few of the martial arts people watching around have seen Ye Qingxuan make a move, but after the discussion just now, everyone knows that this little Taoist priest is a capable expert. He couldn't stop folding, but there were also people who were worried about him, and shouted from below: "Hey, little Taoist priest, be careful, the guy opposite has practiced iron cloth shirts horizontally, and the steel bars with thick wrists can bend them with a raised hand. How can you do that?" Be careful..."
Others have never seen Ye Qingxuan make a move, but they saw that ugly man sticking out a steel rod, one at a time, it looks so relaxed, it is no different from sticking corn in the countryside, how can a human head be as strong as a steel rod, all for this beauty The little Taoist was very worried.
Ye Qingxuan smiled and said nothing, and said in his heart that if I can make this liar screw his head off, then the sun will really come out from the west.
Gui Biesheng was quite proud when he heard someone under the stage saying that he was good. Anyway, I have the image of a master, even if I lose to the little Taoist priest, at most it can be regarded as the opponent's martial arts is strong, and no one will look down on me. I have to do enough of this master...
Gui Biesheng took two steps back, swaying from side to side, without swaying his upper body, he took a unicorn step, stretching his arms, the muscles on his body swelled up suddenly, like a bodybuilder, he put on an air of exposing his muscles , the surrounding crowd exclaimed in an uproar, this ugly man is ugly enough, but he is really big, with a bronze complexion and black hair, he looks like a bear.
But in Ye Qingxuan's eyes, the other party is just a wild boar, and only those who have met the great monk Ruhua know what a bear is.
The other party was gesticulating for a long time, and Ye Qingxuan shouted: "Come on quickly, what's the matter, I haven't eaten breakfast yet..."
Everyone laughed.
Guibie was so angry that there was smoke in his seven orifices, he let out a roar, and stepped down a series of steps, a fierce tiger descended the mountain, fisted with both hands, and struck Ye Qingxuan's side ribs up and down...
Anyone who has fought knows that the muscles in the side ribs are not easy to train, and the ability to resist blows is not strong, especially the ribs in this area are the softest. You can feel the deformation of the ribs when you press them with your hands, but the elasticity is better. Guibiesheng used all his strength to slam down here. From a normal person's point of view, it was absolutely the right choice.
boom-
There was a muffled sound, and Gui Biesheng felt that his fists were hitting thousands of layers of cowhide. Although his hands were soft, his strength was basically dissipated, and he couldn't penetrate the thick layer at all. The cowhide, that is to say, the strength could not penetrate Ye Qingxuan's outermost layer of skin at all, and the shock was so strong that his hands were about to split. When he looked up, Ye Qingxuan was motionless. When he saw that he was still looking over, the little Taoist couldn't help being happy. He said with a casual smile: "This brother is really kind. I was afraid that I would not be physically fit, so I didn't use much strength. You are welcome, just try harder—"
Gui Biesheng chuckled, and said: "My fellow Taoist, we use martial arts to make friends. We are opponents in the first stage, and friends in the end... The first move is to say hello to the brother, and the next one is serious..."
When Ye Qingxuan said this, he just wanted to ridicule the other party for his lack of strength. He never expected that the other party's shameless face had reached such a high level, without blushing or heart beating, so he followed up with the situation.
Seeing the two on the stage, one with an unrestrained and unrestrained attitude, the other with a natural posture, the surrounding crowd really believed this, but there were also many people with a little discernment who also murmured.
"What's the matter, didn't the big man use any strength just now?"
"It doesn't look like it, I think that ugly big guy has used all his strength to feed..."
"I don't understand, keep reading..."
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Gui Biesheng said that he was taking advantage of it, but he was muttering in his heart, this little Taoist priest couldn't tell, his body was quite strong, and now these young people who have just debuted, even the swordsmanship and swordsmanship are beautiful, who will go How about practicing those crude horizontal kung fu? But this little Taoist is not in vain, and it’s not enough to beat his weakness. I’ll change the place...
Guibie was thinking about this, and quickly retreated six or seven meters, groaning, and rushed towards Ye Qingxuan again, stretched out his big palm like a thin fan, his palms were full of calluses, it was a hard exercise of.
Guibiesheng wanted to rely on kung fu to get ahead in his life, and he has never worshiped a famous teacher, but what ordinary martial arts gyms in the world can learn [Iron Sand Palm], [Eagle Claw Kung Fu], [Bronze Hammer Hand], [Iron Ruler] Practicing Rib Ribs and Horizontal Kung Fu] and so on, there are no less than dozens of low-level martial arts practiced in Lin Lin, and each one has worked hard, starting from a few years old and practicing until the age of thirty. Three volts, never stopped for a moment, these hands have at least seven or eight hundred catties of strength.
Gui Biesheng's ruthless attack gathered all the energy in his right hand, and then hurriedly stood up, ran to Ye Qingxuan, jumped up suddenly, raised his palm with the palm facing down, and shone the Baihui acupoint on Ye Qingxuan's head. Chopping palms came, and there was a whistling wind, but it was quite imposing.
This Baihui point is connected to the sea of marrow in the skull. When everyone is born, the place where the top of the head is slightly behind and soft is the Baihui point. It is the most unavoidable place to be beaten. Even if you don’t know kung fu, you can slap it down. kill.
Gui Biesheng's palm went down, there was a gust of wind, and there was a "slap", and everyone around closed their eyes, thinking that this is not going to blow their brains out
But when everyone opened their eyes, the situation changed again, Ye Qingxuan looked at Gui Biesheng with a smile, but Gui Biesheng closed his eyes and panted there instead.
Guibiesheng closed his eyes, felt numbness in his arm, and completely lost feeling in his right hand. This time, Guibiesheng was a little bit helpless, and thought to himself: This is going to kill me. I've put in my strength, it's like letting a child punch twice, nothing happens, can my third palm still bloom? Are you still playing
Gui Biesheng finally confirmed that the little Taoist in front of him was too kung fu, and he couldn't move at all, but after thinking about it, he couldn't be reconciled. Name roll, change of fate, is there a day to show your face? Now I finally won two rounds, this third round, no matter what I have to fight...
Guibiesheng rolls his eyes, another bad idea strikes.
Guibiesheng laughed, clapped his hands, and came to Ye Qingxuan with a cheeky face, and said: "Xiao Daoist, hehe, tall, really tall, it seems that your horizontal training skills are much better than mine, I can tell, I Not your opponent. But the words have been said, brother, I also came all the way from Yanzhou, and I will not be reconciled if I don’t try my best. Didn’t I hit you twice, and once again, I want to change places, after hitting you How about memorizing it? This last time, I will try my best and show no mercy. If I win, I am lucky. Of course, you are fine if you hit the Baihui acupoint on the top of your head, let alone the back. If this last move is useless, I will immediately abandon my weapons and surrender, and I will give you compensation... Do you think it will work?"