Chapter 287： Become famous in 1 battle

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"No, how is this possible?"

In a one-on-one duel, his arm was shaken. Xiao Yuan stepped back and forth, stunned, and yelled, "I practiced the move to move the blue hammer, and imitated Guo Yunshen, a half-step collapsing fist. I practice thousands of times a day. My progressive hammer is more than 50% more powerful than other Tai Chi masters. How can I lose in this move? "

Not only Xiao Yuan himself could not accept this fact, everyone at the scene was shocked when they watched this **** scene.

Especially the guy who claimed to learn boxing at Longyuan Wuguan just now, and saw Xiao Yuan's excitement. At this moment, his mouth was widened to the limit because of shock, and even his jaw fell to the ground.

In particular, all the Huang family members were a little aggressive at this time.

"If we can say that the three generations of our Huang family can't catch even one move in front of Liu Feng, I can understand it, but why is a martial arts teacher who has reached the level of energy training too fast?"

"Maybe this Liu Feng, too, is also a great teacher, but also a hand-to-hand mover who has been honed over the years?"

"Dragging, how old is he? Does he practice longer than Xiao Yuan?"

Disciples of the Huang family, at this time, it is not necessary to discuss why Xiao Yuan is not as good as Liu Feng, but to face this sense of failure, they are a bit unacceptable and have to find an answer.

"Good method, but you can win Xiao Yuan, but you must not win me." Wang Jie, a master of Dachengquan, stepped forward, his body was not tall, but his body was as wide as a hill, and his thick palms moved forward. With a push, the majestic palm force feels like coming out.

This palm seems to be slow, fast, and the potential is very similar to that of Liu Feng's progress in moving the blue hammer just now.

"This is Dachengquan's forward single stroke! Do you know? Wang Jie is a real martial artist. He is stronger than Master Xiao Yuan." The guy who was still preaching how powerful Xiao Yuan was, At this time, he picked up his chin, and began to show: "I used to learn the boxing from Master Wang ’s Junjie, but it ’s a pity that I didn't get personal guidance from Master Wang."

boom!

However, after this buddy preached Wang Jie, a thunderous sound like a flat thunder exploded, shocking everyone with the illusion that the ground beneath them was trembling.

Immediately, everyone was shocked again, because Wang Jie was shocked by Liu Feng's punch.

Fortunately, Master Wang, who was as strong as a hill, did not break his arm, but when he fell to the ground with a splash, blood actually leaked from the corner of his mouth.

"Buddha, you are using the seven-style boxing furnace of the seven-type Buddha boxing. You, you, you have something to do with the pharmacist Buddha, you ..." Wang Jie, who fell to the ground, seemed to see a ghost at this time, he Stood up and sat up, and looked at Liu Feng with horrified eyes.

"Yakushi Buddha, that old ... old fairy!"

"Wang Jie said that Liu Feng was the heir to the pharmacist Buddha? Is this true?"

"Damn, if he really has something to do with Pharmacist Buddha, it would be troublesome to deal with him."

The Huang family seems to be extremely sensitive to the three words of pharmacist Buddha, at least like Huang Zhengqi and a few middle-aged people around him, showing a look of panic.

"Yakushi Buddha!"

Huang Bolun's gaze also flickered a bit, "Liu Feng, are you really using the martial arts of the pharmacist Buddha? Are you his heir?"

Liu Feng said with a smile: "Well, I just used the last one of the seven styles of Buddha fist. As for passing on, I don't even think about it. I just learned the kung fu from the senior pharmacist Buddha, but I have never worshiped it. division."

"Haven't you been a teacher, will he pass the seven-type Buddha fist to you?" Wang Jie still shouted like a fool.

"Even if it is the heir of the pharmacist Buddha, I would like to learn about the Seven Types of Buddha Fist."

At this moment, Yu Fengxian stepped forward, staring at Liu Feng, and said, "I always wanted to know whether Shaolin Boxing is better or the Seven-style Buddha Boxing are better."

Liu Fengdao: "In my eyes, no boxing method is stronger, the stronger is the person practicing boxing."

"Let's talk less, watch the fist." Yu Fengxian stepped forward, and his shot was a dragon-booming tiger in standard Shaolin fist.

I have to say that the masters who are also at the level of strength, but Yu Fengxian, a disciple of the Shaolin folk, is better than Xiao Yuan and Wang Jie just now.

His punches are strong and condensed, and with every punch he almost hits the air with a loud sound.

In the face of Feng Xian, Liu Feng was not able to move against his opponent just as he had just done. He took the gossip and Taiji step, as if walking freely to avoid the opponent's condensed punches.

"Yu Fengxian's work is terrible. He does not open a museum in the capital, but many large families send their children and grandchildren to Yu Fengxian to learn martial arts."

"This man grew up in Shaolin Temple since he was a child. Almost all the kung fu in the Shaolin boxing room was learned. When he left the Shaolin Temple, he had gotten through the Eighteen Arhats, and he was called by Shaolin masters to be the most outstanding lay disciples in a century.

People at Duanmu Family were also whispering at this time.

Duanmu Tong whispered, "If Guo Lao is still good, he may be able to help, but unfortunately he can only count on Liu Feng alone."

"Hey, sister, are you worried for your brother-in-law?" Duanmu Hongliu smiled heartlessly.

As a result, Duanmu Tong politely slaps and slaps on the back of Duanmu torrent.

Also at this time, the battle also changed. After Liu Feng's successive rounds of offensives, Feng Feng practiced behind his opponent like a ghost.

Yu Fengxian didn't seem to notice how powerful Liu Feng's move was. He turned around without hesitation, slamming his left fist back to Liu Feng's head.

But Liu Feng sank slightly, his right palm passed through Yu Fengxian's armpit like a needle lead, and he slammed on Yu Fengxian's chest.

This is the usage of wearing the palm of the gossip in the palm of the palm.

"Nima, another strike."

"This young officer named Liu Feng is too fierce. I did not expect that Yu Fengxian was not his opponent."

"Don't ... right, Yu Fengxian was undefeated."

Yu Fengxian was hit by Liu Feng's palm, kicking his feet off the ground and flying backwards three or four meters away. However, he did not lose, because he had a beautiful backflip in the air and his feet were firmly nailed to the ground.

"Liu Feng, you actually use gossip palm, this is not a Buddha fist!" Yu Fengxian's eyes flashed with coldness.

Liu Feng said with a smile: "I learned the Buddha Boxing later. In fact, I am more used to using internal boxing, and I have said that boxing does not distinguish between high and low. It depends on the person who uses the boxing. Of course, I have to praise you , The hard qigong of your Shaolin golden bell jar is still very good. "

"Little guy, you kind of annoy me." Yu Fengxian fisted towards Liu Feng again.

But Liu Feng didn't take it for granted. He took light and elegant steps under his feet and stretched his arms calmly to deal with it.

The more Yu Fengxian wanted to force Liu Feng to use the Buddha's boxing, Liu Feng did not use it. He either showed through-arm boxing, Xingyi boxing, or Yongchun boxing. Every time Liu Feng exhibits a new boxing technique, he will find Yu Fengxian's flaw and hit him once.

But Yu Fengxian's Shaolin Bell Jar was really powerful. Liu Feng's fists and feet left at most a bruise on him, and even if he was blown away again and again, he could still pounce on Liu Feng again.

"Liu Feng, you are useless of ordinary kung fu. Since I debuted, my bell jar has not been broken." Yu Fengxian shouted as he shouted.

"Someone once said something similar to me, but I also told that person that there is at least a hundred ways to break the golden bell cover." Liu Feng suddenly changed his style when he spoke.

His footwork and body style are getting faster and faster, and he refers to a sword, attacking the 36 large points in Fengxian's body with an extremely tricky attack.

boom!

Within three strokes, Liu Feng gave a sword to Yu Zhongxian's chest.

Uh!

At this instant, Yu Feng fierce first and then took three steps, and made a humming sound.

boom!

It was less than three strokes, and Liu Feng's sword finger was poked at Zhang Menxue in Yu Fengxian's right abdomen.

cough!

At this moment, Yu Fengxian took five steps backwards, and made a strong choking cough from his throat.

Bang Bang!

Immediately afterwards, Liu Feng's offensive was getting faster and faster ~ www.novelhall.com ~ The sword finger kept stabbing at Fengxian's body.

Ahhh!

After Yu Fengxianzhong recruited nine times, he finally couldn't bear it. He opened his mouth and sprayed a large mouthful of blood. After seven steps back, he sat down on the ground with one butt.

"Wow! Brother-in-law, Yu Fengxian is not your opponent. You are too fierce, no wonder you can conquer my sister." Duanmu Hongliu saw the excitement and shook his fist to cheer him on.

Snapped!

However, Duanmu Tong's slap was politely patted on the back of his own **** brother.

"Fuck! This young military officer who has never heard of it before, today it became famous in World War I."

"Yeah, he dared to come to the Huang family to **** his relatives, and he frustrated the three generations of Huang Jiayi, and defeated three well-known martial arts masters in the capital. It was really fierce."

"In the future, no matter in the martial arts world or in the high society, I am afraid that the name Liu Feng will be remembered."

The guests who came to participate in the Huang family's nightmare couldn't help but talk about Liu Fengpin at this moment. Everyone knows that as long as Liu Feng can walk out of the Huang family alive today, he will definitely step on the Huang family and become famous.

"Was it famous during World War I?"

Just then, Huang Hui, the last man in gray, came out, "Liu Feng, you want to be famous in a battle, you have to pass my level."

"You, okay, ask someone before you, do you know Ouyang Xiaofeng?" Liu Feng asked.

"Of course I know, Xiaofeng is the most outstanding young disciple of our party, maybe he will inherit Mao's position in the future!" Zhen Huang said.

Liu Feng nodded with a smile, "I see, I can start now."

"baffling!"

Huang Yan really snorted, then stepped forward and rushed towards Liu Feng, and when he rushed forward, Huang Yanzhen pulled out two half-foot swords from the waist.