"Could it be... this is Wu Zu's 'Water Mirror Magic'?" Chen Feng clenched his fists suddenly, with an incredible light in his eyes.
"Water Mirror Magical Art" is an extremely powerful martial art practiced by Martial Ancestor.
This technique can be considered the least powerful one in the world. However, it is one of the rare peerless techniques in the world. The reason is simple: just two words - copy!
The replication of the "Water Mirror Magic Skill" is not to replicate the physical object, but to replicate the martial arts moves. Most of the moves that have been demonstrated in front of the user of the Water Mirror Magic Skill can be replicated.
Wu Zu relied on this magical skill to venture into the world of cultivation and learned countless unique skills. In the end, he combined the skills of hundreds of schools and created his own skills, finally becoming one of the most powerful masters in the world of cultivation.
Gazi can use the "Mountain-piercing Finger", which he copied from Chen Feng.
However, the Water Mirror Magic Art has a weakness, which is that the copied abilities and moves can only exert half of their power.
Chen Feng secretly warned himself that if he had been the one to use that finger just now, he would have definitely hit Wen Jinhua's arm immediately.
"Damn it, what kind of trick is that!" Wen Jinhua was somewhat relieved: "Fortunately, this kid in front of me has shallow skills, otherwise, with the cleverness and power of this finger technique, my right hand must have been crippled."
Because of his limited power, although Gazi injured the opponent's right hand, he did not cause much damage, but only made the opponent feel a little sore and numb. At this moment, with the help of Wen Jinhua's true energy, the soreness and numbness disappeared.
"Boy worships Buddha!" Wen Jinhua shook his hands and a pair of powerful fists whizzed out.
Gazi looked at Wen Jinhua's every move with some sarcasm, and then threw a punch as well.
"A boy worshiping Buddha!" Wen Jinhua opened his eyes wide. He saw that Zhang Daga had some special skills. No one taught him, but he learned all the moves Zhang Daga used in just one look in a short moment.
Moreover, looking at the way Gazi performed this move, it was as if he was someone who had been immersed in it for more than ten years and was very familiar with it.
In a blink of an eye, Gazi and Wen Jinhua had been fighting for quite some time, and both sides had used dozens of moves, if not a hundred. During this period, Gazi's moves emerged one after another, and every time Wen Jinhua used a move, Gazi learned one. After learning, he could use it flexibly immediately, and his moves and combinations were comparable to those of Wen Jinhua, a master chef.
With these newly learned moves and the power of "Overlord Holy Body", Gazi actually managed to tie with Wen Jinhua, who was at the seventh level of Qi training, with the strength of the first level of Qi training.
"Bang—"
After another fierce fight, Gazi and Wen Jinhua jumped away again and faced each other coldly.
"Master Wen, something bad has happened!" A waitress in cheongsam ran in barefoot. It was the woman who led the way at the beginning.
"What's going on?" For a moment, the gangsters looked at Wen Jinhua in confusion.
"What's the matter? Why are you so urgent?" Wen Jinhua said with a stern face.
"Master Wen, a large group of people came downstairs and started smashing and looting as soon as they entered the door." The cheongsam waiter said anxiously, "All of us who were watching the place downstairs came up, but we couldn't stop the group of people downstairs at all."
"Waste!" Wen Jinhua shouted angrily, then turned to look at Gazi: "Are these people yours?"
Gazi shook his head without hesitation.
"No matter what, let's decide the winner first." Suddenly, Wen Jinhua moved. It was as if he put everything he had into this attack, and his bravery was indescribable.
Wen Jinhua tried his best!
"A flying dragon in the sky!" Wen Jinhua's body moved soaring into the sky with unparalleled speed, as if he were a real dragon.
Finally, a tremor flashed in Gazi's eyes. This move, the opponent was desperate. In a moment, Gazi made the best defense. Unloading, blocking, and bearing it... A series of actions were completed in an instant.
"boom-"
Gazi's body still flew out diagonally. The Overlord Saint Body still couldn't cross the huge gap in rank. However, it was enough to be proud of that a rookie at the first level of Qi training could hold out against a master at the seventh level of Qi training for so long.
Wen Jinhua slowly approached Gazi who was leaning against the wall, with a cold look on his face. Today, he was determined to get rid of Gazi, the troublemaker.
Gazi leaned against the wall weakly, with an unyielding look on his face. In his eyes, a strong fighting spirit was surging, which did not weaken despite his injuries.
“Boom—”
At this moment, there was a sudden huge vibration at the stairs. It was obvious that a large number of people were rushing up the stairs at the same time.
Sure enough, a few seconds later, the classical door of the massage parlor was violently pushed open again, and a group of men in black, all holding machetes, rushed in silently, looking at Wen Jinhua and others with unfriendly eyes.
"How dare you come to my Jincheng Foot Bath to cause trouble!" Wen Jinhua didn't even bother to kill Gazi, and shouted at the group of men in black in a stern voice.
However, no one in black answered, but respectfully made way for them.
A man with short hair walked in slowly. He was wearing a loose casual T-shirt, a pair of colorful cropped trousers, and a pair of beach slippers, which made people feel lazy at first glance.
However, no one would really think that he was a lazy man. Beneath his lazy face, Wen Jinhua felt a threat like a volcanic eruption.
"Sir, who are you?" As Wen Jinhua asked, the members of the Black Tiger Gang also looked coldly at the group of black-clad men who suddenly appeared.
"I am Dao Wang, one of the eight kings of the Prince and Son Party, and I have come to take over this foot bath center. If you know what's good for you, get out of here." Dao Wang's voice was as lazy as his appearance. But when it stopped in Wen Jinhua's ears, he felt a mountain of pressure.
"Sir, this Jincheng Foot Bath Center has always been the territory of my Black Tiger Gang. How can we hand it over just because of your words?" Wen Jinhua's words were full of anger. As one of the protectors of the Black Tiger Gang, he naturally had his temper.
"Black Tiger Gang? Humph, from now on, there will only be one gang in this HZ city." Dao Wang shouted with a crazy look on his face, which made all the black-clad thugs excited.
"Arrogant!" A fierce light flashed in Wen Jinhua's eyes, and as he shouted, his body pounced towards the Sword King like an eagle with spread wings.
Looking at Wen Jinhua who was rushing towards him with a half-smile, Dao Wang smacked his lips in contempt, then put his hand on his waist.
"bass-"
A soft sound suddenly rang out, and Wen Jinhua saw a flash of silver light before his eyes.
"No—" Wen Jinhua, who had been extremely fierce just now, suddenly had fear in his eyes and opened his mouth to shout loudly.
However, before his mouth could open completely, his head rolled out on the ground.
Wen Jinhua, a Qi training master at the seventh level and the protector of the Black Tiger Gang, died just like that.
"Those who surrender will not be killed, but those who resist will be killed without mercy!" The Sword King said with satisfaction, gently holding a short knife in his hand.