Alienated Martial Arts

Chasing the wind step, bowing step, flying clouds...

In a large courtyard purchased by the Youth Cooperation Association, Wei Tao changed his steps, and his whole body seemed to turn into a blurry shadow, moving like the wind and misty like clouds.

Shang Bian moved a chair and sat next to him. From time to time he pointed out the problems with a certain movement, and then explained in detail the correct luck-activating techniques.

After several legs training, Wei Tao was quite emotional.

Some people are born with the talent to be teachers.

Even if he himself does not have very good cultivation qualifications and cannot reach a profound realm,

But as long as he knows how to do it himself, he can spot problems at a glance and give effective and targeted suggestions immediately.

Obviously, Shang Bian is this kind of person.

Otherwise, if he had been stuck at the level of muscle training, he would not have been favored by the leader of the Iron Leg Sect and became a senior instructor responsible for guiding the entry-level disciples.

"That's almost it. That's it for today's moves and footwork. Next, we'll start taking internal medicines and steaming and bathing external medicines to strengthen Qi and blood."

Shang Bian threw away the pebble he was playing with and continued to summarize today's practice of moves and footwork.

"We must pay attention to the practice of various footwork."

"They are the foundation for all the killer moves of the Mountain Leg. It can be said that there are no opportunities created by various footwork. All the killer moves are like castles in the air and cannot exert their due power."

After the tea time, Wei Tao's legs were soaked in the steaming bucket of medicine, and Shang Bian's tireless emphasis rang in his ears again.

“If the practice of mountain climbing is compared to building a house, then Qi and blood are the foundation and pillars.

Various footwork is the framework, and the final killer move that breaks out at the right time is the final decoration and perfection.

When I used to teach new disciples, they always liked to pursue the practice of certain killing skills. This can only be said to be neglecting the basics and not achieving the desired results at all. "

“If you don’t lay a solid foundation,

Without setting up the early framework,

Even if you are a great craftsman,

It is also impossible to build beautiful and practical buildings..."

Suddenly, there was a loud bang on the courtyard door outside.

Shang Bian suddenly stopped talking.

Turning to look out the door.

There was another dull thunk.

Various iron tools hanging on the walls inside the house were buzzing and vibrating.

Immediately afterwards, the Qinghehui disciples guarding the outside screamed repeatedly.

Shang Bian looked solemn, "The outsiders are not good. Their steps are steady but not stagnant. He is definitely a master."

At this moment, there were two more muffled bangs.

Two big men in green clothes smashed against the wall,

It's like glue has stuck on it,

He hung on it for a moment before slowly falling down.

It lay on the ground like a pile of mud.

Seeing it is impossible to live.

"Hitting someone is like hanging a painting and turning it into mud when it hits the ground?"

Shang Bian's face turned pale for an instant and he stared outside the room.

The next moment, he heard another muffled sound, and even the ground under his feet trembled slightly after the muffled sound.

"Master Shang, please go to the back room to take shelter first."

Wei Tao had no expression on his face and pressed his hands on the armrests of the wooden chair.

Click!

He grabbed the armrest and broke it off.

The medicine barrel at his feet also cracked in half.

The hot and thick soup was poured all over the place.

Wei Tao stepped into his boots with his bare feet and picked up the arm guard at hand.

Click!

The arm guard with spikes all over its surface was put on and fastened by him.

Snap!

He slowly stood up and stepped on a splash of water.

He looked through the wide open door to the messy yard.

And right there, a man in white looked towards the room with cold eyes.

Staring at the man in white walking slowly outside the door, Shang Bian murmured to himself, "This is an absolute master of energy and blood conversion, and he is in his prime. You hurry up and I will try to stop him..."

Shang Bian didn't finish his words.

Wei Tao has already taken a step forward.

In the second step, he was already standing by the door.

He collided with the man in white who also took a step forward.

Boom! ! !

Amidst the deafening noise, Shang Bian stared at Wei Tao's coat, which was blown up by the strong wind, with his eyes wide open.

And the pair of arm guards that had just been put on were turned into large and small fragments in this collision, screaming and flying everywhere.

Shang Bian's left arm hurt terribly.

It was scratched by a fragment of the arm guard, cutting a deep wound.

But the next moment, he no longer had to endure this tearing pain.

Because half of the door panel fell on him, knocking him several meters away in an instant, and he fell to the ground and fainted.

Kick, kick, kick!

Wei Tao took three steps back.

Three footprints several inches deep were left on the ground.

boom!

Suddenly the wind started to sound again.

Wei Tao suddenly narrowed his eyes to a slit, and saw only a ferocious fist with exposed veins and gray skin, rushing towards him with a strong air current.

What a powerful force!

I just don’t know who is harder and more fierce compared to the limit-breaking stage of Red Line Fist.

Wei Tao let out a low drink and his body sank suddenly.

His legs moved forward and back, nailed to the ground like stakes.

Mountain kick, horse lunge.

Red line boxing, no fixed hammer.

Don't dodge, don't avoid, don't retreat, don't give in.

Three feet in front of the blue-gray fist, he also punched forward with a heavy punch.

Like a bundle of firecrackers exploding, there was a loud explosion from where their fists met.

With the two bodies as the center, the green brick floor with a radius of several feet cracked silently, and smoke and dust flew into the sky.

Wei Tao exhaled a heavy breath, and all the joints in his body were rattling in the lackluster collision just now.

This time, the man in white knocked down the door frame and exited the house.

He looked down at the several wounds on his fingers, slightly lost in thought.

"It's really surprising that you were able to repel me even before you reached the level of vitality and blood."

After a moment, he slowly raised his head, "So, it seems that my random attack may have found the real owner?"

Wow!

Wei Tao flipped over a door panel in front of him and came into the courtyard.

He quietly stared at the man in white a few steps away, and began to try his best to stimulate the circulation of qi and blood in his body.

From the two collisions just now, he could clearly feel the majestic energy and blood contained in the opponent's body, just like a volcano that could erupt with huge destructive power at any time.

More importantly, this person's energy and blood seemed to be different from his.

If his Qi and blood are compared to a ball full of surging Qi, then the man in white is similar to a fog condensed by Qi.

There are considerable differences between the two.

"Kill you, and with your blood, I will surely win her favor and make her contented and silent again."

"That's right, loosen the noose around my neck that's getting tighter and tighter."

The man in white sighed lowly and sighed secretly.

Suddenly, he suddenly fell silent, took a long stride, crossed several meters away in an instant, and rushed towards Wei Tao Hesheng.

The person was in mid-air, and a harsh tearing sound suddenly sounded.

The upper body of the man in white suddenly expanded, and his clothes burst open. Compared with the lower body, which had not changed much, the proportions were seriously out of proportion, creating an extremely strong visual impact.

His veins are tight and his muscles are bulging,

At the same time the muscles trembled and beat rapidly,

It made a tooth-piercing dense explosion.

Every time I stepped on it, a strong wind hit my face.

Packed with a strong smell of blood.

Boom!

Wei Tao's heart skipped a beat.

The Qi and blood that reached the second stage of breaking the limit suddenly exploded.

The arm turned as red as blood in an instant, and the muscles swelled until they were on the verge of tearing.

He squatted on the ground, twisted his waist and turned his back, making fists with both hands.

Without dodging or evading, without retreating or giving in, the Skyshaft Hammer, the most violent of the red line punches, was suddenly thrown forward.

The huge force pushes away the airflow and makes a sharp whistling sound.

Under the dark night.

Two figures collided crazily.