boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
The fists and palms intersected, making a crisp collision sound, one can imagine the power of this fist and palm.
Although Qin Lang can't wait to get rid of Chen Gang with one move, he also knows that this guy has just taken a stimulant, and the potential and power in his body have been fully stimulated. ferocity.
Just at the moment when Qin Lang and Chen Gang were fighting, An Desheng's expression became serious: Qin Lang's kung fu is really beyond his estimation. It seems that this kid has some background, facing such a person, we must kill the grass and roots! No future troubles!
At this time, Lu Jun was shocked. He is also a strong fighter in free combat. He even won awards in this field when he was in college. Only then did he realize that his kung fu was only superficial! Chen Gang's style of fighting was ferocious and bloody, like a beast; Qin Lang's fighting style was wide open, steady and steady, but he had the bearing of a martial arts master. For some reason, Lu Jun felt that he was not very optimistic about Chen Gang.
As soon as Lu Jun had this idea, he heard Qin Lang yell loudly, and took a step forward, breaking the earth and rocks under his feet, and then quickly dodged, cutting into Chen Gang's center line, and slashed down like lightning. , like a long knife piercing the air, giving birth to a thunderous posture.
"not good!"
An Desheng couldn't help but let out a low shout, and Chen Gang also yelled that it was not good. He was injured by Qin Lang's self-created "mantis broken car" trick last time in the detention center. Chen Gang was under enormous psychological pressure. But this guy is also very fierce, he didn't dodge, he raised his hands, intending to hold Qin Lang's hand knife, and then counterattack.
But the "knife" that Qin Lang shot with all his strength was not so easy to hold. Just now, when Qin Lang used the Fulong stake to accumulate power, when he took that step, it was equivalent to condensing all the accumulated power into the palm of his hand, which can be described as fierce. Like rushing thunder, the momentum is like a thousand junctures, and the strength has increased by several percent. When Chen Gang's hands touched Qin Lang's palm knife, he immediately made a tragic bone-breaking sound, and then saw Qin Lang's hand knife slashed like a broken bamboo. On Chen Gang's chest.
Unlike the last time, Qin Lang didn't take back his strength this time!
Click!
A piece of Chen Gang's sternum was also broken, and he held his breath for a while and passed out.
This move completely shocked Lu Jun and others, and they didn't dare to challenge Qin Lang for a while.
Tao Ruoxiang was also horrified, she didn't expect Qin Lang's kung fu to be so tyrannical, and his hands were so fierce, that he even cracked the opponent's bones with his bare hands. This guy also said that he is a Chinese medicine doctor? It is simply a real Chinese-style thug!
"Amazing!" Just when everyone was horrified, An Desheng actually applauded and praised.
"An Desheng, do you want to do it yourself?" When Qin Lang said this, he did not make fun of An Desheng, but a questioning tone, because Qin Lang's intuition told himself that An Desheng was definitely more difficult to deal with than Chen Gang!
What's more, the task given to Qin Lang by the old poison is not so easy to complete.
"That's right, I haven't exercised for a long time. You young people don't pay attention to us old people." An Desheng said, tearing off the outer suit, revealing a black kung fu suit. It seems that this old thing is already ready to do it tonight.
Old and treacherous, as expected!
After taking off his suit, An Desheng seemed to be a different person, and the aura of his whole body began to be released.
Although this guy is nearly fifty years old, he still looks like a man in his prime. It can be seen that An Desheng must have been practicing qigong all the time, and he has mastered the skills, so that his physical condition is still in his prime.
"Boy, do you know why Chen Gang is so respectful to me? Because I was his boss when he used to fight black boxing along the coast! I also pointed out his kung fu!" An Desheng said arrogantly.
"Really?" Qin Lang was unmoved, "From the perspective of apprentice's kung fu, you, as a master, should not be very good!"
"Boy! I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth!" An Desheng snorted coldly, and quickly moved to where Qin Lang was, and then shot suddenly.
The moment An Desheng moved his footsteps, Qin Lang could see clearly that this guy walked steadily, as if wading across a river in a torrent. It seemed that An Desheng was a real practitioner!
Like Qin Lang, a real warrior who has undergone strength training and piling!
"This old guy, he hides really deep!" Qin Lang snorted coldly, his feet still rooted to the ground, motionless like a mountain, without any impetuous attitude.
Before playing against Chen Gang, Qin Lang did consume some physical strength, but the Fulong pile not only gathers strength, but also seldom wastes strength, so this consumption will not have much impact on Qin Lang. Seeing An Desheng With a punch, Qin Lang still struck with a "Mantis Knife".
Now Qin Lang's mantis sword is already at a high level of proficiency, and he has even developed a little spirit. It is fierce and precise, and it is really difficult to resist. But when Qin Lang's praying mantis knife hit An Desheng's fist, his fist suddenly let go, turned into a snake's palm, swished around Qin Lang's palm knife, and directly poked Qin Lang's throat.
"Snake fist!"
Qin Lang swung his knife upwards and flicked An Desheng's wrist away, avoiding the end of his throat being pierced by his snake palm.
"Good eyesight!" An Desheng said a little arrogantly, "I'll see tonight, is your praying mantis better, or my 'snake' better! I forgot to tell you, my kung fu has been trained The fourth level is 'training mind'! You have both form and meaning, and soon you will know how powerful it is!"
"Practice!"
Qin Lang was startled suddenly. The third level of martial arts practice moves. Although there are many martial arts moves in the world, most of them are evolved from the fighting postures of birds and beasts, especially Xingyiquan. However, in Xingyiquan, the form is inseparable from the mind. Only when the "mind" is practiced and the essence of spirit is practiced, can Xingyiquan be considered as a real introduction!
But not long after Qin Lang comprehended the level of "movements", An Desheng had already reached the level of "practice". Qin Lang's situation at this time seemed not very optimistic. But in front of the enemy, Qin Lang did not have the slightest fear, and calmly hooked An Desheng lightly, making a provocative gesture: "Kung fu is not bragging! You will only know if you are a mule after walking!"
"Good boy! How dare you call me a mule!" An Desheng was furious, because mules are barren, so it was clearly Qin Lang who called him a eunuch. An Desheng couldn't hold back any longer, and rushed forward to attack, the snake's palm went straight to Qin Lang's face, very vicious!
Qin Lang stabilized his pace and blocked An Desheng's snake's palm with his knife, but the snake's palm suddenly hesitated. In Qin Lang's view, it looked like a real poisonous snake, shaking his upper body constantly, preparing to move from the tricky position. Give the target a fatal blow!
Whoosh!
Sure enough, An Desheng's snake palm staggered Qin Lang's mantis palm knife and attacked his ear from the side, the angle was extremely tricky!
Qin Lang didn't expect An Desheng's snake fist to be so vicious, so he had to take a step back to avoid the blow.
But An Desheng's snake fist is like a poisonous snake, the snake is hit with the stick, and when Qin Lang retreats, An Desheng immediately takes a step forward, and the other snake palm is struck by lightning from the waist and eyes, forming a "snake head palm" ", attacking Qin Lang's waist.
Qin Lang's Praying Mantis Knife made another move. Although this time it cut off An Desheng's snake head palm, he felt that the opponent's palm didn't have much strength, and the opponent's palm was retracted almost as soon as it touched—
This is clearly a false move!
Qin Lang groaned inwardly. Sure enough, An Desheng's snake-headed palm sank down, and then turned into a snake's palm. His palm was facing upwards, the back of the palm was facing downwards, and the tip of the palm was facing forward. He slammed Qin Lang's genitals violently. The trump card in the punch is called "Spiritual Snake Seeking Acupoint", extremely tricky and vicious!
"Paralyzed! This old thing wants to destroy my lifeblood!"
An Desheng's move really made Qin Lang angry.