Mo Xiao’s surface is still cold, but his heart is slightly surprised. He doesn’t say a word and is in a hurry to hit Feng Jing so soon. He knows that Feng Jing secretly recovers his strength when he is procrastinating.
When two people run for such a long time, they consume a lot of physical strength. Now they both recover their physical strength tacitly, and then kill each other at the peak.
"The second brother was kicked out of his master’s school, and he went away to his city to develop with his fiery temper. He did a lot of work with martial arts. When he first came out, he was arrogant and didn’t understand that keeping a low profile and being too public would cause trouble." Feng Jingwei sighed, "The second brother was a security guard when he killed a thief and was sent to prison. Later, when the master learned that he was secretly asked to get him out, he finally converged on some opportunities and became a bodyguard for the rich. Hey, my second brother, his martial arts skills are high and ordinary people can’t shoot him. Then he watched.
Mo Xiaocheng sneered at Feng Jing’s half-truths in his heart. I really can’t believe that Gao Yexian, who seems to be rough but thick, is very measured. He doesn’t know everything like Feng Jing said. It’s just a better way to get rid of Gao Yexian’s previous challenges to the sea. It’s a sin to break Hu Youyun’s abdomen and make the old man die painfully. But Feng Jing’s airy words help Gao Yexian to say that he is not sensible and martial.
But what’s so cheap?
Feng Jing’s suspicion is that he wants to leave Gao Ye behind his legacy, so that Gao Ye can educate him with his legacy if he was wrong before, so that he can find someone to avenge himself.
Feng Jing turned around and looked at Mo Xiaocheng again. "Once again, by chance, Kunlin once asked my second brother to help him fight a black fist."
He got to the point.
With this effort, Mo Xiaocheng’s physical strength has gradually recovered. His hands naturally hang down and breathe gently, and his clothes float in the wind.
"My second brother had just made a name for himself at that time. When he saw such an opportunity, the other party was a master of dark strength. Of course, he promised to come without saying anything." Feng Jing laughed at himself. "But he didn’t expect to lose his own life in this boxing match!"
Feng Jing suddenly stared at Mo Xiaocheng’s eyes, and his words were cold and biting. "There is no denying that the defeat of your second brother is a common occurrence in military affairs, but you actually killed him in the ring. His fourth younger brother wants you to blood out today!"
"Come on!"
A figure sprinted from the opposite side and took two steps. In the third step, he came to Moxiao City and punched it and went straight to Moxiao City’s chest!
Strong and fierce
simple
Sharp!
Mo Xiaocheng was frightened and repeatedly retreated from Feng Jing’s fist. He never thought that Feng Jing’s posture would suddenly become so fast that it was almost difficult to react with sparks.
He vaguely guessed a very bad situation.
However, as soon as his idea rose, Feng Jing’s cruel words came to make his heart sink.
"Hey hey good as you guess always become superior! Just now, I just hid my strength and deliberately led you to the barren hills to kill you. You know everything, you know me! " Feng Jing laughed. He was a master of magic!
A kind of power is released from him, which makes people feel uncomfortable and almost suffocated. God becomes a master, that is, in the spirit, God changes and degenerates, and there is more momentum than God’s practice. It is like the momentum of the people who have more officials and more positions.
Mo Xiao’s heart suddenly sank, and sure enough, as he thought, the other party really turned into a master.
"Hum! Give me a break! "
The left hand turned back half a step and once again entered Moxiao City, half a step collapsed and punched out again. However, Feng Jing responded with a sneer, and he still punched me.
Bang!
Knock, knock, knock …
Mo Xiaocheng’s face is terrible. This punch is that he lost the other party. He has just arrived at the return to nature. He really seems to have hit a piece of fine steel’s face, and he will be recoiled as much as he can!
Moreover, the opponent’s play is too exquisite and almost perfect, and there is no flaw that makes him feel like he is in the hands. It is like playing chess with a high-speed precision machine. No matter how he moves, he can’t win the opponent. On the contrary, he will show a little flaw and will be caught by the opponent immediately and then break through a defeat.
"I fight you still dare to be distracted? I really don’t know if a dead word is written! "
There was a slight flash of fist in Moxiaocheng’s mind, and there was a very short stagnation. Feng Jing was binge drinking again. Suddenly, a melee came to recruit tigers to climb the mountain.
Feng Jing moved very fast and whew, and he died in Moxiao City. Face to face, it felt as if a real tiger had rushed to make a hole in his chest.
This is divine change!
There is no way to retreat. Only the first world war killed the other tiger. No matter how fierce it is, it was also killed by people. Mo Xiaocheng will do this to kill the tiger Wu Song.
Bending his foot forward without looking at it, he resisted Feng Jing’s desire to trip himself up, and then he hit people with his arms bent and a tiger tried to climb his mountain, but he also pushed him up with one elbow.
This is a slam.
Bang bang Liang
In the blink of an eye, the two men had already met Feng Jing, a tiger who climbed the mountain hard and was resisted by Mo Xiaocheng. He quickly changed his tactics. He was pestering Mo Xiaocheng to call again and again.
Mo Xiaocheng is not an ordinary master of strength, but he has a good sense of martial arts and can fight with his eyes closed. Besides, one day in such a dark night, the moonlight shines faintly on Mo Xiaocheng’s eyesight, although he can see clearly, but he can’t see it when he moves a piece. He can fight by feeling.
It’s not only him, but also Feng Jing. When you come to their realm, you can really punch with your eyes closed. You know how many pores you have. When you practice at home, your skin pores are your eyes, and you can feel them without looking at them with your naked eyes.
Feng Jing’s martial arts skills are high, and his understanding of boxing is not very unique. He also knows several boxing techniques, such as Tai Chi hexagrams, and he can play both hands, but he is not specialized.
In the martial arts, a boxer can play boxing, but generally there is no way that others can learn more or less from each other, but they are not proficient in it and are not authentic masters.
There are few people like Mo Xiaocheng who practice Tai Chi hexagrams at the same time. When they get home, they go hand in hand. They are proficient in two authentic masters. Then later, Hu Youyun has a heart-to-heart relationship and got his one-pulse mind boxing (real and xingyi boxing are a boxing method, but the local name is different). The essence becomes three masters and they practice the body realm together. These three boxing methods are even less and less.
However, Feng Jing is the main player in a gate boxing club. His boxing skills are just a few hands. It is still not enough to know some hard-working real masters to fight.
Just like MoXiao City in front of him, he just took out Tai Chi and hit MoXiao City like a seal, and MoXiao City immediately seized the opportunity and broke him like a seal and beat him out.
On Tai Ji Chuan’s style of playing Moxiao City, although he knows it like the palm of his hand, Feng Jing’s skill is superb. Even if he plays Tai Chi in front of God, it’s a joke to teach others to teach others how to swim.
However, Mo Xiaocheng was not at all happy in his heart. On the contrary, his heart sank because he knew that Feng Jing’s martial arts were really high and he was determined to kill him.
"MoXiao city, you are not my opponent, but give in easily. I will give you a corpse and you can take your own life." Feng Jing laughed and punched relentlessly and constantly attacked MoXiao city.
Mo Xiao retreated from the city and wandered around, looking for Feng Jing’s flaw, and then broke the murder in one fell swoop without leaving a trace.
"joke!" MoXiaoCheng whistling a bird in the forest was so surprised that it fluttered its wings and flew. "I, MoXiaoCheng, have been practicing martial arts for nine years since I was fifteen years old. I want to be an eternal person. How can I defeat you in the hands of Feng Jing?" Today is my breakthrough. If I kill you, I will be able to break through the gods! "
"Come to death!"
Feng Jing badly forced him to beat back again and again. He fell into the wind, but instead, a kind of lofty sentiments in his heart was aroused and gushed out. Even if Feng Jing was better at martial arts than he was, he would try his best to kill the other side!
He can’t die, but he will also carry forward the martial arts. The United States will play a martial arts day and return to China to make all Chinese people strong and strong in the world!
"Ah ah ah ah!"
Mo Xiaocheng roared and put his hands and feet again and again, and he no longer lashed out and used the combination of rigidity and softness in Tai Chi.
Depending on the generation of Tai Chi master Zhang Sanfeng, it seems to be a kind of visual enjoyment to hit people with Tai Chi. However, this is the case in Moxiao City. Feng Jing shocked the world, and no one can see or appreciate his Tai Chi charm at this time except the moonlight.