Just like that, Xia Ming was punched on the right side of his face.
But this punch was not punched by Wang Ling, but by Xia Ming himself.
Most of the boxing techniques of cultivators are malleable, which means that when the punch is punched, the spiritual molecules attached to the fist can move part of the air, so that the invisible air combines with the spiritual molecules to form a naked eye around the fist. The invisible "fist membrane", the thickness of the fist membrane can be thick or thin, mainly depends on the cultivator's control and control of his own spiritual power.
Therefore, when Xia Ming swung out the punch and accepted Wang Ling's secret guidance, he actually couldn't control it after reacting, and the punch accurately hit Xia Ming's own face.
The very misleading movement technique that Wang Ling used was just like a Tai Chi push hand, and he effortlessly neutralized Xia Ming's punch.
However, this kind of movement seems a bit inexplicable. In the eyes of real bosses such as Gu Shunzhi, they are fascinated, but in the eyes of ordinary people, it is more like Wang Ling's own panic and dodge, which caused his own mistake.
To put it bluntly, more people here felt that it was Wang Ling's luck that gave him the upper hand in the duel.
"As expected of the mascot of our school, this is such good luck!"
"Yes, Xia Ming's "Chaos Flowing Water Fist" is famous for its chaos and speed. If it is not practiced properly, it will have a sacrificial effect of injuring the enemy by one thousand and damaging itself by eight hundred."
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"..." Listening to the comments from the people around him, Xia Ming couldn't help but fall into silence.
Damn it, you can inflict 800 damage on the enemy in one circle... It's obviously this kid in front of you...
As an opponent, no one had a more intuitive experience than Xia Ming. Although Gu Shunzhi and others had seen the mystery of Wang Ling's movement, more people present were still in the dark. Only Xia Ming faced Wang Ling's strange movement skills alone...
He didn't want to admit that a person who had always been in the middle of the pack actually beat him in physical skills, so he had to silently break his teeth and swallow it into his stomach.
In fact, at this point in the battle, Xia Ming already felt that the outcome of this battle was decided.
Wang Ling's body skills were so weird that there was no way for him to use his boxing skills. In addition, the opponent deliberately guided his boxing path like Tai Chi. Instead, Xia Ming received several punches from himself.
After about a few minutes, Xia Ming was punched again and flew out.
This was the eleventh time Xia Ming was hit by his own punch and flew out of the field.
At the beginning, Xia Ming also thought that there might be something wrong with his boxing skills, so he changed his boxing path several times to attack Wang Ling. However, it turned out that... this had nothing to do with boxing skills at all!
So much so that Xia Ming didn't even plan to use his boxing skills until the end of the fight! He rushed forward and started to hit Wang Ling with a series of blows regardless of the rules!
This arrogant attitude, like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, frightened everyone in the audience.
In the principal's office, Principal Chen, Director Shi and several physical education teachers were also paying attention to the battle.
"Principal, what kind of boxing is this..." a physical education teacher asked in shock.
"The King's Eight Fist." Principal Chen replied.
"Target Boxing? What kind of boxing is this?"
"When you were a kid, did you ever fight with the kids next door over toys?"
"Well... I fought..."
"At that time, you just used tortoise punches to fight."
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"The so-called Wangba Quan is a free-spirited style of fighting that doesn't follow any rules. Youdao is about killing the old master with random punches. That's how this allusion came about." Principal Chen sighed.
"What about the movement skills of classmate Wang Ling?"
"That's right, this is the bastard body technique... moving according to the heart, this is the highest state of the body technique. It relies on luck." Principal Chen sighed, sighing for Wang Ling's luck.
"..." Teachers.
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As Principal Chen said, the Wang Ba boxing technique used by Xia Ming has no palm skills. In fact, it is just the most common random punch. However, when using random punches, the physical energy consumption will increase without using spiritual power. After several sets of random punches, Xia Ming felt that his physical energy consumption had reached the limit.
On the other hand, Wang Ling was using his body skills to evade from beginning to end, looking calm and calm...
Seeing the hatred in Xia Ming's eyes, Wang Ling finally realized the importance of acting skills.
Indeed, he overacted. If he had been beaten for so long, his face should have turned slightly red even if he wasn't breathing.
So Wang Ling manually adjusted his skin color, adjusting himself to a slightly smoked state. At the same time, he also manually opened his sweat glands, and tried hard to hold back a few drops of sweat that rolled down his cheeks, pretending to be He looked very tired.
With this fighting method, Wang Ling would not feel tired even if he fought for hundreds of years. However, after all, Xia Ming was still an ordinary cultivator (compared to Wang Ling), and his physical strength could never be endless.
Even if it has a natural advantage in spiritual roots, it still has certain limitations.
Wang Ling secretly opened his pupils and saw the physical fitness bar on Xia Ming's body. This was Wang Ling's "Big Data Technique". By reading the bar, some of the values Wang Ling wanted to see could be displayed in the form of a horizontal bar chart. come out. For example, the current blood value, current spiritual energy value, physical energy value, etc., etc.
Xia Ming's physical strength has reached its limit and is just a hair away from collapsing completely.
Wang Ling took a deep breath and planned the time for Xia Ming to attack with his next punch.
So, just when Xia Ming roared and rushed over, Wang Ling's brain immediately started working quickly. He captured every move of Xia Ming, and finally interpreted it one by one into his brain for simulation calculations. He wanted to use Xia Ming's boxing skills The speed, the time of impact, and the time of falling to the ground after exhausting the last trace of physical energy are all accurately calculated.
For the last punch, Wang Ling did not intend to use his body skills to guide Xia Ming's punching path. After all, Xia Ming had been beaten badly by him. The previous dozens of punches had hit his face, and his cheeks on both sides were swollen. It turned into a walnut, and even the nostrils were full of blood.
This scene made everyone sigh.
Some people had discussed before that if either party was beaten to a bloody point, they would take the initiative to break up the fight...
But in this current situation, the students are completely unable to persuade them!
The punch was done by Xia Ming himself!
The injury was caused by Xia Ming himself!
Every punch landed on his face!
How the hell can they persuade them!
Wang Ling chose a very tricky angle for Xia Ming's last punch. From this angle, Xia Ming's punch looked like a hit in everyone's eyes, but in fact it didn't hit Wang Ling at all.
After the punch fell, Xia Ming finally fell to the ground due to exhaustion of physical strength.
Wang Ling calculated the opportunity and fell to the ground with Xia Ming, lying on the side...
Now Wang Ling suddenly understood how difficult it was for those old men and women in Peiyuan District.
This is really an "art" that emphasizes acting skills...
(End of chapter)