Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

"Anytime!"

Su Qi raised his eyebrows and smiled confidently.

The group quickly moved to a gym of about 200 square meters after walking through the underground hall.

At this moment, all the fitness equipment was placed on both sides, and a large open space was cleared in the middle, with yellow lines marking the boundaries.

Someone brought up two contracts, and Heilong handed one to Su Qi: Martial Arts Competition Agreement.

The general content was that everyone was a martial artist, and both parties in this competition were voluntary, but there were bound to be some accidents in the competition. If one party accidentally encountered any accident, the other party would not bear any responsibility.

"Haha, it seems that this is going to take my life!"

Su Qi smiled sarcastically, grabbed the ballpoint pen, wrote two big words, and walked into the middle of the competition.

Fang Ming also signed quickly, and then took a step, and floated over ten meters, and stepped into the middle of the competition.

This miraculous step opened the eyes of everyone present.

Zhang Sandao said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Haha, you little bastard, you don't know how to live or die. You dare to fight with a master of Huajin. This time I want to see how you can save your life. Come on, come on, if you want to bet on that little bastard to win, I will take it all no matter how much."

"Master San, you are a bit unkind. Fang Ming is a master of Huajin. Who can beat him!"

"How old is that kid? Even if he has been practicing martial arts since his mother's womb, he can only have one dark force at most. How can he fight against a master of Huajin?" is courting death; if you bet on that kid to win, isn't that courting loss?"

"In my opinion, let's bet on that kid, how many moves he can survive under Fang Ming."

"Yes, since Fang Ming advanced to Hua Jin, he has fought seven consecutive games in the underground boxing ring, and no dark force master can survive a single move. Let's bet on whether this kid can survive one, two, or three moves under his hands!"

For a moment, all the big guys in Quecheng whispered and began to discuss betting on how many moves Su Qi would be defeated.

And Zhang Sandao became the banker.

Seeing that everyone was betting on Su Qi, Jiang Tianhe stood up and said unhappily: "Since everyone is betting on Su to lose, I also won a lot in the last round, about 20 million in total. I will add another 10 million, a total of 30 million to bet on Su to win."

"What, Mr. Jiang, you want to bet on Su Qi to win 30 million, his opponent is Fang Ming!"

For a moment, when they heard that Jiang Tianhe was going to take out 30 million to bet on Su Qi to win, many Quecheng bosses widened their eyes and felt a little incredible.

Zhang Sandao smiled even more grimly: "Mr. Jiang, thank you for the 30 million first, I'm afraid your 30 million will go down the drain this time."

Zhang Sandao disliked Jiang Tianhe, a Quecheng boss who had always been extremely supportive of Su Qi.

"It's just 30 million. Compared with the 300 million of Third Master, even if we lose, it's nothing! Besides, Third Master, it's too early for you to say that. The outcome is still uncertain."

Jiang Tianhe responded sarcastically.

As for Su Qi, he still couldn't figure out how this little brother could beat a master of Huajin; but just like the last round, he couldn't see any tricks, but in the end Su Qi still won.

Sometimes the process is not important, but the result is important.

If you see a person right, it's worth betting and investing!

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Su Qi and Fang Mingli stood in the field, looking at each other, with a burning desire and murderous intent in their eyes.

Although this was a martial arts competition, both sides knew that it was actually a life-and-death battle.

The winner lives and the loser dies.

"Taiji brings peace to the world, and Baji shakes the world! Mr. Su, I practice Bajiquan, please teach me, hum!"

Fang Ming's nasal voice exploded, and his feet stepped on the ground. His steps seemed very small, but in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Su Qi, and his left fist "Standing on the Sky Cannon" smashed down, and his right fist "Three Nods of the King of Hell" attacked the upper, middle and lower roads. His two feet kicked and hung, and instantly attacked the upper, middle and lower roads at the same time.

Su Qi instantly felt that the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and the wind and rain were coming towards him.

Bajiquan originated in the Ming Dynasty and was created by Qi Jiguang, a famous general who fought against Japanese pirates. It was recorded in "Jixiao Xinshu-Boxing Classic Jie Luo Pian". The head and feet are the heaven and the earth, the shoulders, knees, elbows and hips are the four directions, the arms are facing each other, and the dantian is in the center to create the school.

Leading Qi with the mind, destroying force with Qi, the three plates and six points are integrated inside and outside, with great momentum, exerting force in all directions, the whole body is eyes, the whole body is hands, the head, shoulders, knees, elbows, tail, hips, hands and feet can all be attacked, the boxing style is fierce and violent, emphasizing selflessness and taking the lead in danger.

To sum it up in one sentence: not afraid of death and dare to fight hard!

Therefore, big figures like to practice Bajiquan as bodyguards. The three bodyguards of the late Qing Dynasty Emperor Puyi,, and were all Bajiquan disciples.

"Bajiquan is indeed the most powerful in the world!"

Seeing Fang Ming's move,There was a momentum of landslide and earth splitting. Su Qi secretly praised, but he crossed his hand in front of his chest and punched with a simple chopping fist.

This move was extremely simple, but it was fast.

It was so fast that it was like a flash of lightning, and the fist was as fast as the heart!

Fang Ming's pupils shrank instantly, and just when he wanted to dodge, the palm had already come from behind and landed on his heart.

Puff!

As the palm fell, Su Qi frowned slightly, and felt that the palm was like beating leather, and the power was unconsciously removed by half.

This punch that could directly kill the dark power master only made Fang Ming's body shake slightly, and he didn't even take a step back.

"Ugh!"

However, Fang Ming was even more shocked.

He was not only a great master of Huajin, but also had mastered the two horizontal training skills of Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Cover and Dragon Roaring Iron Cloth Shirt. It can be said that he was invulnerable to swords and guns and had infinite strength. With the fierce skill of Bajiquan, no one could stop him.

Although he had not been in the Huajin level for long, even a Huajin master of the same level could not repel him with one palm.

It was just that the palm was too powerful, as if a truck hit him, which shook his steps and made his body shake.

"What a great force, what a fast speed!"

Fang Ming was not angry but happy after being hit once, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, his steps were slightly wrong, and he rushed over with his shoulder.

Level 8 trick: Tieshan Lean.

Every Baji disciple, when practicing Bajiquan, will practice Tieshan Lean when he is proficient in it. At first, he leans against a pile, then against a tree, and then against a wall, until the last lean, the whole body's strength is unified, and the bricks and stones are sunken into a pit, which is considered a great success.

If ordinary people are touched by this lean, they will die of broken bones and tendons and shattered internal organs.

"I'm not afraid of you!"

Seeing that the other party was pretending, Su Qi, whose physical strength had transformed again since he advanced to the second-level Cosmic Eye and whose power had increased dramatically, suddenly felt a burning desire to fight and rushed forward.

Bang!

Clash, clatter, clatter!

The two of them were like two ferocious beasts, raising a wave of air and carrying a stern murderous aura, and they collided fiercely.

In an instant, they separated again, Su Qi retreated two steps, and Fang Ming retreated three steps.

"I was impulsive. This guy is really like a piece of iron. I was also overwhelmed by the blood and the boiling fighting spirit and lost my composure. I clearly found that he had practiced two horizontal training kung fu, Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Cover and Dragon Roaring Iron Cloth Shirt, but I still fought him head-on. No, I want to use my reaction speed advantage and never fight him head-on!"

Although the opponent was knocked back three steps by this collision, Su Qi felt as if he had hit iron, and his bones were about to break. If it weren't for the strong mental power to control his body, I'm afraid he would have no strength to fight again.

"Good boy, he is just a Ming Jin master, how can he have such great power, even better than me. But I have mastered the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt, and my Bajiquan is unparalleled in strength. He can't hurt me. As long as I get a chance, I can kill him."

Ha!

Fang Ming's heart was filled with murderous intent, and then he shouted loudly and rushed up again, his hands like spears, stabbing directly into his chest.

Dang!

Su Qi's feet shifted, and he took an arc step in an instant, and appeared behind Fang Ming in an instant, punching him in the back.

This punch seemed to hit metal, making a sound of golden swords.

For a moment, everyone present was shocked, some of them didn't understand, and felt extremely surprised.

Black Dragon remained silent, with a hint of pride at the corner of his lips.

Zhang Sandao raised his head high, glanced at Jiang Tianhe, and said proudly: "Mr. Jiang, you may not know that Fang Ming is not only a master of Huajin, but also practiced two horizontal training kung fu, Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Cover and Dragon Roaring Iron Cloth Shirt. I think it won't be long before you collect the body of that kid; but there is no point in beating him to death on the spot. I'd better tell Fang Ming to break his hands and feet and make him a useless person. I'll fix him slowly later!"

"What, he also practiced two horizontal training kung fu, Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Cover and Dragon Roaring Iron Cloth Shirt. If he is paired with Bajiquan, he will be invincible. That kid is really dead!"

Nine out of ten Quecheng bosses present have practiced kung fu, and they are very different from these two kung fu.

Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt sound like street kung fu, but with the words Tiger Roaring and Dragon Roaring, it is very different.

The Tiger Roaring Golden Bell is derived from the Taoist inner alchemy method. It is a true method of internal and external cultivation. It moves the true qi to cultivate the five internal organs and six internal organs, and assists with external force to hit the body. After practicing it, the internal organs are not afraid of internal force attacks, and the body surface can resist swords, guns, sticks and clubs.

However, for this kind of horizontal training kung fu, some sects have special ways to break it, such as the Shaolin Temple has Ziwu special horizontal training kung fu.

But once the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell is mastered, practice the Dragon Roar Iron Cloth Shirt, wrap the whole body with layers of soft cloth, and then use a wooden stick and force to beat. After a long time, it is like wearing a layer of iron on the body, even if it is pierced by a needle or a knife, it will not hurt at all.

The real horizontal training is invulnerable to swords and guns, and there is no weakness.

FangMing was equipped with the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell and the Dragon Roaring Iron Cloth Shirt, and with the mastery of the hardness and softness of the force, as well as the exquisiteness of the force release and use, he was almost invincible.

For a moment, even Jiang Tianhe couldn't help but change his face when he heard Fang Ming had these two unique skills. He snorted coldly, "Third Master, you are a little too proud. Just now, Su Qi had the upper hand when he took the Iron Mountain Backer. Moreover, in the few moves they fought, Su Qi's reaction was fast. Even if Su Qi couldn't hurt Fang Ming, Fang Ming couldn't hurt Su Qi either! I believe in Su Qi. If you don't believe me, let's wait and see."

"Just wait and see!"

Zhang Sandao raised his head higher and sneered, "Even if he moves faster and has greater strength, it will be useless if he can't hurt Fang Ming. If Fang Ming hits him once, he will be dead!"

Jiang Tianhe sneered, "Then let's wait and see!"

The onlookers were bickering. In this short period of time, the main players Su Qi and Fang Ming fought for another thirty-six moves.

All of these thirty-six moves were made by Su Qi, and without exception, they all hit Fang Ming, and Fang Ming had not even touched Su Qi's hair.

However, due to the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Cover and Dragon Roaring Iron Cloth Shirt, Su Qi succeeded more than thirty times, but he did not hurt the opponent at all.

Ding!

Another palm fell on Fang Ming's chest without success. Su Qi hurriedly retreated and stretched out his hand to block the front and said: "Fang Ming, stop, stop, stop, I have something to say!"

"I want to see what you want to say!"

Fang Ming gritted his teeth and stopped angrily, staring at Su Qi with fire in his eyes, a little furious.

It was so infuriating. He was a great master of Hua Jin, and he was beaten by the opponent for more than thirty times, but he didn't find a chance to fight back.

This kid's reaction was too fast and too evil.

However, Fang Ming was not discouraged. Su Qi's strength application skills were limited, and he could not hurt him for the time being. As long as he hurt Su Qi once, this fight would be over.

Su Qi raised his eyebrows slightly and said seriously: "Although I can't hurt you, I still want to persuade you to admit defeat, otherwise it will be embarrassing for everyone."