There are two types of martial arts fighting in the world of martial arts. One is that the winner is a life, the loser dies. Even though he knows he is defeated, he will never retreat. He will die before he will stop fighting. Generally speaking, only some people who have deep hatreds will behave like this;

Another type of martial arts is a killer move. If you die, you can't blame others. If you blame yourself for being inferior to others, you can't beat them. If you can't fight, you can't fight. If you can't escape... Then wait for death. If you stop and admit defeat, it's okay, but if someone else accidentally kills you, it's purely an accident. In short, it's relatively complicated than the first type.

As the name suggests, the literary fight is very gentle. It is just that two people fight each other when they see the moves, until one of them cannot crack the opponent's moves and declares the winner. Generally speaking, you cannot use a killer move, otherwise, you will be useless! You will be despised! It is not ruled out that some people are angry and angry and will angrily fight the literary fight in a martial arts battle.

If it was just a competition, Hong Qigong could accept it. He wiped his mouth and said, "It's better to hit the day than choose a day! Anyway, this fight can't be escaped! But, please be a little more at ease, don't tear off my old bones! I'm at my age, I can't stand this trouble!"

"Just fight! Where did you get so much nonsense?" Han Wen shouted, and his body suddenly flew out like a wind, instantly pounced in front of Hong Qigong. His left arm instantly turned into a Vajra hand, and the golden light was just like gold and iron! He blasted out towards Hong Qigong, and his fist roared, as if there was a faint sound of thunder, and the momentum was amazing.

"Sneak attack you!" Hong Qigong screamed strangely, but he didn't dodge. After all, he was one of the five great masters in the world. He was still a little arrogant. He immediately approached him and greeted him. This move was called "Mid Clouds and Not Rain";

In terms of moves, although he is not as domineering as Xiao Feng in the Tianlong World, he is better at being proficient, steady, and perfect. Perhaps this is related to a person's personality and internal strength?

Xiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms can be said to be the pinnacle. It is powerful and domineering. People who have entered the innate world like Xiaoyaozi, a sweeping monk, have to avoid their sharpness for the time being! It can be said to be the pinnacle of masculine palm techniques! In comparison, although Hong Qigong's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are thick and powerful, there is still a big gap.

"boom!";

The fists and palms intersected with a loud bang. Korean punches touched Hong Qigong's palm, but the expected strong palm force did not appear. Instead, I felt that I was hitting the cotton bag, and I couldn't help but release the surging fist force. It was extremely awkward. I couldn't help but exclaim;

Korean Vajra Hand can also be considered as invincible by all poisons, with knife slashing and axe being cut. This punch is wrapped with extremely powerful internal strength. Hong Qigong is not stupid, so how could he choose to fight him?

He was a veteran in fighting, so he naturally chose to avoid the edge. Then an extremely pure internal force surged out from his palm, hitting Han Wen's fist. Han Wen felt his arm shake, and the originally powerful and fierce fist force was shaken away, and his body couldn't help but retreat.

"Hey! You are obviously hiding your weakness!" Han Wen said in surprise and doubt, unable to help drawing the sword. You must know that the kung fu in his fists and feet is very good. Only one Vajra hand and Ice Palm can be taken out to meet people. Perhaps, Tai Chi can also be counted as a part? As soon as he thought of drawing the sword, he suppressed his thoughts of drawing the sword and changed to soft Tai Chi.

"What kind of boxing technique is this? No matter how you look at it, it's quite similar to the sword technique that day!" Hong Qigong was surprised. Han Wen changed his moves if he failed. Judging from the Korean routine alone, he punched his fists a few rhythmically. When his body shook, he didn't understand what he was doing. The only thing that is certain is that his boxing technique must be a boxing technique that uses softness to overcome hardness!

Sure enough, Han Wen provoked: "Hong Qigong! Your Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are a bit bad! It's far less than your ancestors! Hehe! I accidentally got this Tai Chi technique, and I specially used softness to overcome hardness. The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms have always been known for being strong and fierce! Let's divide the level of the top and bottom!"

"Okay, since that's the case, the old beggar is not polite. I regret it if I use another move to Kanglong!" Hong Qigong had already placed Korean at the same height as him or even a little higher. How could he be too arrogant?

However, Han Wen's provocation made him very angry. At that moment, he narrowed his eyes and looked angry. A pair of fleshy palms suddenly hit him. The palm wind was carrying the wind and thunder, and accompanied by the roar of dragons and tigers, pounced towards Han Wen;

To be honest, this move is quite accurate, and it has already reached Xiao Feng's level. It seems that this old beggar is indeed hiding his weakness. Seeing this shocking palm, Han Wen was shocked, but he waved his hands like a hot wheel, and there was a Tai Chi pattern in front of him. Yin and Yang fish kept turning and smearing the palm wind. After three steps in a row, Han Wen finally dissolved the palm wind.

The Korean language was able to resolve the eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, which was not beyond Hong Qigong's expectations, but such an easy way made him frown secretly, and his body jumped, like an eagle or a falcon, and he hit it with one palm, but the flying dragon among the eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was in the sky, and it was very powerful;

Han Wen was calm and unhappy, stepped on Tai Chi Yin and Yang, evolved the four symbols and eight trigrams, and turned around and punched. This punch was not a tough regret, but a pull, pulling Hong Qigong's palm power, and guided it out with his Yin and Yang Tai Chi;

"Boom! Crack--!";

A big tree in the yard made ancient things like this, breaking it in response to the sound, smashing the yard into pieces! Hong Qigong obviously did not expect that Korean Tai Chi had such strange abilities. He was stunned, but was bullied by Korean, and the soft fist had already hit him!

Hong Qigong quickly raised his palms to greet him. He had already made a fist of Korean. Unexpectedly, Han Wen's hand was like soft noodles. A strange turn avoided his palm wind. The two wrists intersected, and they all looked at each other. Hong Qigong was worried and Han Wen was a little happy;

There is a very special kung fu in Tai Chi, called pushing hands, which is the kung fu practiced by two people. Using force to fight and use stillness to drive. The more force the other party exerts, the more strength they borrow, the stronger their own strength will be. In the end, the opponent will be injured. Moreover, if this kung fu evolves, you can also practice with sparrows, which can make the sparrow unable to fly out in your hand!

Hong Qigong, who was bullied by Han Wen, had never seen this boxing technique, naturally did not understand. The way he took was a strong way of opening and closing, so he naturally broke the method with force and gave a counterattack! The more he tried, the more he felt that Han Wen was leading the nose, and he was shocked;

But this was a master of all over the world. After a few moves, he became aware of it. He made an extremely bold move... He fell to the ground with a soft look. Han Wen didn't expect that this old beggar would use this method of breaking moves and lost his opponent to leverage his strength. He paused and opened the door wide. Hong Qigong took the opportunity and kicked him over;

Han Wen rushed to the street in depressedly and fell to the ground quite indecently. If he hadn't responded quickly and supported the ground with both hands, he would have been a little annoyed even if he was a gorgeous look of dog biting shit, but he had to admire Hong Qigong's adaptability, just like a veteran in the army, this was also an old fry in the world!

Taking the initiative, Hong Qigong naturally would not miss this opportunity. He pressed forward step by step. The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms fought over in a different way. The dragon fought in the wild. Seeing the dragon in the field, walking on the frost and ice, the loss would be endless!

Han Wen stood up in a mess and took more than ten steps to stabilize his position. He waved his palms and no longer used Tai Chi and half-baked Vajra hands to take out his purest ice palm.

"Old guy! When you ask you to fight, you push and stop it, but you fight so fiercely!" Han Wen laughed and scolded. With his martial arts skills, he was naturally qualified to talk to Hong Qigong, and he made a joke about him. At that moment, a biting frost cold beat him out and headed straight for Hong Qigong!

"Firstly, I defeated hardness with softness, and now I defeated Yang with yin! I am born to be incompatible with your horoscope! Why are your skills in conflict with me!" Hong Qigong looked at Han Wen's cold ice palm and suffered a headache. He twisted his body and avoided Han Wen's palm power with a strange arc. He was really afraid that he would dodge his old waist!

I turned around and looked at it. The few palm prints printed on the courtyard wall were frozen but not dissipated, three inches into the wall. Both the strength and the cold breath were enough to make people's hair stand out!

The old beggar shivered. Instead of responding passively, it was better to take the initiative. At that moment, the eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms suddenly raised a level and fought out unparalleledly.

The two of them fought back and forth for more than 30 rounds, but they had not decided the outcome. Suddenly, Han Wen sold a flaw and slapped the empty hand. Hong Qigong's eyes were happy, and he didn't think so much. He printed his palms at Han Wen. But when his palms met Han Wen's chest, he suddenly realized that he was broken! He was trapped!

Han Wen twisted his body and used the Tai Chi move to lead Hong Qigong's palm to the side. He opened it wrongly. His right arm was cross-bar and suddenly hit Hong Qigong. The soldiers used strange moves. Hong Qigong did not have a good way to resolve the problem in this sudden situation, so he had to kick back with his right foot, and the jasper bamboo stick on his waist flew up, hit Han Wen's arm, and resolved the attack.

"Hahaha! You lost!" Han Wen laughed instead of anger. Hong Qigong finally couldn't help but pull out the jasper bamboo stick. This means that Han Wen won the battle in the fist and foot skills! Although it was not a dignified victory, it was just a strange move, but if you win, you would win!

Hong Qigong sighed, shook his head, and turned his hand to beat the dog stick, saying, "You have won the kung fu in fist and foot! So, what about the kung fu in weapons? Uh... OK! Forgot that your strongest one is swordsmanship! Do you still have to fight? It doesn't make any sense, right? Even if you fight for life and death, the best result is that both sides will be injured, or if I die, you will be seriously injured! It doesn't make sense! I'm curious why you are so familiar with the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Read.)
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