Journey To the World of Film and Television

Then, after more than ten days, Feng Yuxiu seemed to have disappeared, and he did not attack anyone in the martial arts circle. The entire Guangdong and Hong Kong martial arts circles began to calm down, as if nothing had happened.

Only Lu Xuanxin and Xia Houwu are still looking for his traces everywhere, one is out of the responsibility and obligation of the police, and the other is to take the crime and do meritorious service and strive for a commutation of sentence.

And Zhou Ji has also stayed in Guangdong and Hong Kong, waiting for the upcoming journey through time.

The reason why he didn't go back to the mainland was because he was waiting for the decisive battle between Feng Yuxiu and him on the one hand, and on the other hand because he had to make some preparations for the crossing, and certain materials are taboo in the mainland, although Guangdong and Hong Kong are also very expensive here. Difficult, but at least some ways can be found.

In the middle of August, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, Lu Xuanxin has always suspected that Zhou Ji and Feng Yuxiu had a secret agreement, so while looking for Feng Yuxiu, he also secretly observed Zhou Ji, but it was a pity that Zhou Ji would throw off his eyeliner every time he went out and disappeared. .

So much so that for so long, she knew nothing about Zhou Ji's whereabouts except that Zhou Ji went to Macao and Hong Kong casinos every week to make a fortune.

On this day, Lu Xuanxin, who had just come out of the police station, was full of depression. The serial murder case could not be closed for a long time, and the media was staring at their crime team again. Seeing Lu Xuanxin's expression, Xia Houwu guessed it, clenched his fists, and followed behind Lu Xuanxin.

The typhoon is approaching, and thick cumulonimbus clouds have gathered towards Guangdong and Hong Kong. The edge of the cloud layer seems to draw a black line in the sky, as if the entire sky is sunk by the cloud layer.

"Xu sir gave an ultimatum. Feng Yuxiu must be brought to justice within three days, otherwise I will be demoted and punished, and you will be sent back to prison." Lu Xuanxin punched the steering wheel, and the sound of the horn sounded extremely harsh in the car.

"I know you 'martial arts people' have so-called morals, but Feng Yuxiu is a Hong Kong citizen first, and a martial artist second. If he breaks the law, he will be tried by justice. No excuses can be used for him to escape. grounds for legal liability."

"Zhou Ji said that he and Feng Yuxiu made an appointment to fight at Yunzhen Mountain."

Xia Houwu recalled the conversation with Zhou Ji a few days ago, and looked up out of the window.

"Brother Zhou, I've never met you before. I'm the one Feng Yuxiu is looking for, so why bother wading through this muddy water."

"Because I'm leaving."

"Walk?"

"Going to a very dangerous place."

"When are you coming back?"

"Maybe, I can't come back... My state of mind has never been able to keep up with my cultivation. In the past, I was timid when encountering battles, and ran with light abilities, but how can I run faster than bullets in modern society? So before leaving, I If you want to achieve a perfect state of mind, you must at least break through the psychological barrier and be decisive."

"..."

"Feng Yuxiu kills people to find someone who can kill him, and I just need a whetstone."

"!!!"

At the end of the field of vision, black clouds overwhelm the city, and rain clouds sweep from the sea, as if the end is approaching.

The lightning that pierced the sky flickered among the clouds and roared, resounding through the entire Yunzhen Mountain.

The wind howled and the rain torrential.

Zhou Ji stood on the viewing platform on the top of the hill, looking at Guangdong and Hong Kong in the distance, the buildings were covered by mountains and forests, only a few sparse high-rises remained, and the lights flickered in the rain.

Due to the typhoon, few people came to the mountain road. I saw a figure in a black raincoat slowly walking towards him along the driveway full of branches and fallen leaves.

At this time, the wind speed was no lower than grade eight, and even vehicles would be overturned by the strong wind, but Feng Yuxiu was as stable as a mountain against the strong wind, neither fast nor slow.

"You came."

Behind Zhou Ji's hands, the hair that had lasted for several months was casually tied up with rubber bands, swinging back and forth in the strong wind.

To be honest, it's not that he really wants to pretend, but that he doesn't know what world he will travel to next time. If it's an ancient martial arts man like Wulin Biography, he must be regarded as a monk with his hair and a half.

After all, hair can be cut anytime you want, but if you want to keep it, you can only wait for it to grow day by day.

The viewing platform itself is not too big, and it would be crowded if there are a hundred or ten people standing on it. Feng Yuxiu and Zhou Ji are ten steps away from each other, standing on one side of the viewing platform, as if they are in a ring, and the audience is the one waving the flag and shouting. The mountains and forests whistled, and the thunderclouds flickered as the drums beat for fun.

"Today's martial arts competition is divided into superiority and inferiority, as well as life and death!" Feng Yuxiu clasped his fists, his dark eyes became colder and colder, "Feng Yuxiu, please enlighten me!"

In the past few days, he has made rapid progress in his practice of internal energy. Over the years, he has accumulated a lot of accumulation in more than ten days, and his kung fu is like cloud mud compared to before.

But the higher his cultivation base, the more doubtful he was about Zhou Ji.

Why did a very ordinary college student suddenly become a peerless expert with internal strength? If it is said that he deliberately concealed it, it would be too absurd. Presumably not only him, but even the government in Guangdong, Hong Kong and the mainland have begun to investigate this person. History?

Feng Yuxiu stepped out, and the splashing water shattered his wild thoughts, and his whole body split the rain curtain like an arrow from the string. The moment his fist was released, there seemed to be a loud explosion in the air.

Zhou Ji moved after hearing the sound, and before the fist wind approached his eyebrows, he did not retreat but advanced, and raised his hand to forcefully receive Feng Yuxiu's attack.

When the fists and palms intersected for a while, Zhou Ji felt a violent air flow into his palm along with the opponent's fist wind, and he couldn't help bursting out with all his strength, swallowing his true energy, and Feng Yuxiu flew out backwards.

It is a familiar feeling and a familiar internal trauma.

If Zhou Ji hadn't left him to practice qi at that time, he might still be helpless in the face of inner strength and true qi, but it's a pity that Feng Yuxiu is already on guard, and directly uses inner strength to disperse the nine-nine-nine return-yang true energy that has invaded his body. gas.

The body swayed in the strong wind.

Boom! As soon as he stepped on the floor, the floor tiles under his feet cracked, and water splashed everywhere. Feng Yuxiu took advantage of the momentum to twist his waist and turn around, and took a step forward. With a mountain cannon punch, he counterattacked fiercely again!

Zhou Ji frowned slightly, and then eased off. Feng Yuxiu's violent offensive was also within his expectation.

In just half a month, no matter how good Feng Yuxiu's talent is, he can't match his years of accumulation. The actual combat experience can be continuously improved through fighting with people, but the true energy and internal strength can only rely on the accumulation of practice, a little bit of polishing.

At present, Feng Yuxiu's ability to easily break through the blockade of true qi is already his limit in Zhou Ji's eyes, and Zhou Ji is slightly surprised that he has overdrawn his own internal strength.

In this battle, Feng Yuxiu has a will to die!

No. 1 in the world! It was Feng Yuxiu's long-cherished wish. If he hadn't met Zhou Ji, maybe he would have pinned his final hopes on Xia Houwu of Neijiaquan.

Unfortunately, he met Zhou Ji first.

A master who is hard to come by.

Feng Yuxiu shot again and again, bursting out again and again, slowly pushing his aura to the peak, venting all his strength like this violent storm.

The wind continued and the rain continued.

Zhou Ji and Feng Yuxiu fought for dozens of rounds, only to feel that his arms were sore and unbearable, as if he had endured thousands of blows. If it weren't for the body protection with zhenqi, his arms and hands might not be able to support them anymore .

'It's really the same as cheating if you turn from outside practice to internal practice. '

Zhou Ji moved faster on his toes, flexed his back, and slid a few meters backwards with a fist-to-palm confrontation. He leaned on the fence of the mountain stream and shook his arms that were about to crack.

He is not like Feng Yuxiu who has sharpened his fists and feet with iron sand and wiped his skin with sea salt since he was a child.

His internal strength is derived from eight years of martial arts training, but his physical strength is still that of an ordinary college student before time travel.

The rain fell from the front of his body along the hair, and Zhou Ji's distant and calm eyes shone with a light that had never been seen in the world of martial arts rumors.

Added: As for whether Zhou Ji (Bai Zhantang) has ever killed someone, the author personally thinks that he has never done so. Before he settled down in Qixia Town, he had been walking with Ji Wuming, thinking that murder and arson were such things. Ji Wuming did it, and Bai Zhantang was only responsible for the technical aspects.