A Panda's Martial Arts

Although the inability to kill their opponents with one blow caused them a short-term frustration, this frustration soon turned into even more exciting excitement——

They have finally found an opponent that they can let go of, and finally found a target that they can't kill no matter how hard they fight. At this moment, they can give full play to what they have learned and think, and wantonly sway everything they have. The price to pay is just death.

As for the two sides that are at war, who would be afraid of death?

"Come!"

Zheng——

It was another clash of weapons, and Zhu Huaizhong, who was riding on the horse, shouted excitedly.

The fiery breath was stirring, and the boiling blood was flowing through all the limbs. He was already 60 years old and he hadn't felt this way for a long time——

No, it should be said that it was the first time I felt this way.The contest with Senior Brother Liu back then just gave him a direction.But this time, for the first time as he swung the blade recklessly, he felt that he was truly alive.

Yes, this is real life.

Do you know the Dao League?Anti-Qing and Fuming?He didn't want to do such an indifferent thing.

In fact, it was never his sworn brothers who betrayed the Taoist League first. As early as the age of 20, he had already chosen to betray the expectations of his elders.

Although he won the position of leader by relying on his absolute strength, it was only because the position of leader could mobilize all resources.

He devoted all his resources to martial arts practice.

The best exercise method, the highest quality supplements, the most top-notch maintenance, and even the most luxurious venue... For martial arts, he gave everything.

And Wu Dao never abandoned him.

It was the only thing he could actually hold in his hands.

Only by mastering strength can one master one's own destiny. He once tried to make the sworn brothers understand this point, but unfortunately, they didn't understand.

Just because of the bells and whistles, too many.

"call--"

After charging again, Zhu Huaizhong turned his horse's head and let out a breath slowly.

Yep, too many bells and whistles.

It was the same with the fight just now, there were too many fancy things, although it was dazzling, but those things were meaningless after all.

Behind the complicated moves, behind the confrontation again and again, there must be something more pure.

Simpler and more direct...

"I should thank you."

On the heavy armored horse, Zhu Huaizhong lowered his head, looking down at the panda holding an iron gun.

"If it wasn't for today's event, I would have to walk another ten years to get in touch with the level of simplifying complexity, but at that time, no matter how much I take care of it, my body will not be at its peak."

Moving his neck like a young man, Zhu Huaizhong felt extremely happy.

Physical function, peak, combat awareness, peak, technical level, peak.

His understanding of Wu was only one step away.

And now, the last step is about to be completed.

"One knife..."

The tip of the knife pointed at the ground obliquely, Zhu Huaizhong tightened the reins.

"It only takes one knife to kill you."

"Uh..." Panda didn't speak, and he couldn't speak either.

He just picked up the iron gun.

Four eyes facing each other...

Zhu Huaizhong actually understood the other party's meaning clearly.

"Come on!"

As the horse galloped, Zhu Huaizhong raised his sword.

This time, it was no longer dragging and cutting with the help of horse speed, but a vigorous chopping with high altitude, without fancy, and without any extra movements, the blade went straight to the panda's head!

The purest is often the simplest, but often the simplest is the most powerful.

Unrivaled power wrapped around the blade and swayed down.

The simplest is often the most difficult. The seemingly ordinary chop contains all his understanding of martial arts in the past 60 years, the timing of the shot, the strength of the swing, the stability of the body, the transmission of force, and even the reaction to the opponent. prediction...

He must die hard, and he must die if he avoids it. This is the smoothest knife he has ever swung in his life, and it even excites him more than wedding candles.

But in front of him, the panda didn't dodge or dodge.

Just put on a three-body posture.

Then he stabbed the iron gun at him.

"Hey, Senior Brother Liu, it's not good for you to know how to do this..."

In a daze, Zhu Huaizhong seemed to have returned to the afternoon when he was 20 years old, the summer wind was blowing the cicadas, and the 40-year-old senior brother Liu was demonstrating the one-stroke boxing technique in front of him.

"Xingyiquan has a lot of things, five elements and twelve shapes, and there are explanations for everything. The sum of these is the complete set. It's useless if you practice this move alone."

"I also want to learn other things...but the master didn't teach me."

In my memory, the 40-year-old Senior Brother Liu still looks very young, and he looks more like a man in his 30s, with his tendons and flesh bulging, and only a simple and honest face like a farmer who just came back from the field.

"But don't all martial arts practitioners say, "strength starts from the ground", I thought that this move of "Eagle Catch" really started from the ground, and it laid a good foundation. "

"Indeed, the foundation is very important."

Zhu Huaizhong nodded after practicing, maybe ordinary people would still pursue some fancy boxing moves, but he has practiced martial arts to the point where he already knows the importance of the basics——

All moves must have solid basic skills before they can be used. If basic skills are not enough for optical moves, then to put it bluntly, they are nothing more than castles in the air. One push will...

"Ok?"

Zhu Huaizhong frowned.

He suddenly found himself unable to lower his head.

"Why...huh?"

Zhu Huaizhong subconsciously glanced down, only to find that a gun barrel had reached his throat at some point.

The sharp spear point squeezed in from bottom to top along the gap in the neck guard, and the hard steel pushed apart the stacked armor plates.

It also pierced his neck and slit his throat.

And in front of his eyes, the panda whose shoulder had been split off by half was still maintaining the posture of stabbing with a spear.

That solid frame overlapped with a certain figure in memory again.

"Strength from the ground... ho..."

Blood welled up his throat, and Zhu Huaizhong sneered.

really……

Just hang out with insects, you can't do martial arts well.

170 Chapter Five

"I see through..."

Gritting his teeth tightly, the panda endured the pain and pulled out the Yanyue Knife inlaid on his right shoulder - just in an instant, the entire shoulder was bleeding profusely, and the wound was faintly visible.

But that's good luck.If it wasn't for the iron spear and the length of his arm was longer than that of the Crescent Moon Knife, his entire body would have been split by that knife on the spot. Facing that matchless knife, any dodge or parry would be meaningless, even if he used the iron gun Blocking will also be split into two pieces together with the iron spear.

So at that moment, he instinctively chose to stab straight.

If you avoid danger, you will definitely die, but if you face danger directly, you will have a chance.

Indeed, there is only a ray of hope.

In the fight just now, he had no choice but to find that it was impossible for him to beat the opponent's armor. It was covered with thick steel and even had an inner armor as a buffer. Zhu Huaizhong wearing this kind of thing was simply With the existence of invincibility, even if he can break through the edge of the Yanyue blade, it is impossible to hurt Zhu Huaizhong himself in the armor.

But he finally found that glimmer of opportunity.

It was only because Zhu Huaizhong, who was riding a horse, lowered his head when he looked at him.

Being able to lower the head means that the neck armor is not completely locked, there must be a gap that allows the head to move up and down——

In the confrontation just now, his long spear was drawn into this gap, and he was barely able to pry open a gap in the armor.

But it was just to pry open a crack. When he stabbed Zhu Huaizhong, the Yanyue knife had already cut on his shoulder. With his arm losing strength, he could only forcefully hold the gun body, keeping himself from retreating half a step.

Then, the galloping heavy armored horse and the momentum of the heavy armor were the real reason for killing Zhu Huaizhong.

Just like a high-speed sports car hitting a concrete pier head-on, Zhu Huaizhong, who was galloping on a horse, bumped head-on into a simple horse made of iron guns. It squeezed into Zhu Huaizhong's throat.

In a sense, it was Zhu Huaizhong's trusted armor and horse that killed him.

Or in other words, it was his eagerness to win that killed himself.

"Fox, find someone to come over and help me pack... hey..."

Just as I wanted Nine-Tailed Fox to help translate, Panda remembered that the fox had already run away——

Fortunately, the girl named Shi Changpu who was rescued by him ran over, tore off his clothes and hastily bandaged his shoulders, thus avoiding the tragic fate of his death due to hemorrhage.

But just as the panda's shoulders were wrapped, a voice sounded from behind him.

"come here……"

"Grass!"

The startled panda turned over and stood up, and that fucking voice was clearly Zhu Huaizhong's voice.

I was careless, I forgot to make up the knife just now, but this old thing is really hard, how can he not die?

"come over……"

Zhu Huaizhong, who fell on the ground, was still muttering to himself, his voice was weak and breathless.

"Ok?"

With a tiptoe, the panda simply picked up the Yanyue knife that cut itself just now, and was ready to give this old man a hard time at any time.