Chapter 49: Extraordinary collision of qi and blood
Chapter 49: Extraordinary collision of qi and blood
"Trial item: Challenge completed, result: win. Experience +100."
A panel prompt rang in Zhou You's ears, and the wounds on his arms twitched and hurt.
The price of victory was not small. He had more than a dozen wounds on his body, the deepest of which was enough to reveal the bones.
Some of the wounds are still bleeding.
Lu Qiang's voice rang out, "Zhou You, step back. You who are you, apply medicine to his wounds."
Returning to the group of apprentices, Li Hao took out a porcelain bottle, scooped out the ointment and applied it to the wound.
A cool air came over me, and the bleeding from the wound stopped instantly, and the pain gradually disappeared.
Zhou You looked at the porcelain bottle in surprise, "This medicine is good."
"It's produced by Xingren Tang, a time-honored brand in the city. One ounce of medicine costs ten ounces of silver."
After applying the medicine on his wound, Li Hao whispered, "You fought well. You didn't bring shame to our martial arts school."
So many fellow disciples were present, and the gym owner was watching. If Zhou You lost even a little bit, his end would be miserable.
Zhou You was still in shock. The opponent's three-move quick attack caught him off guard. But he was ruthless at the last moment and exchanged injuries with others. With his high blood volume and high defense, he managed to kill Zhang Shiyu on the opposite side.
"You are also unlucky. Only Senior Brother Xu knows such a profound martial art as the Triple Fold Technique. The boy opposite us is about the same age, but he has also mastered it. It's not easy to beat him. It's not easy to beat him."
What Li Hao said was fair. Master Zhang's strength was enough to rank among the top eight among the formal apprentices in the martial arts school.
If he were the better player, he would at least have to use his family's secret skills to barely end up with a draw.
Li Hao couldn't help but admire his teammate, who turned defeat into victory with his ferocity.
"You're just doing farm work and you're covered in wounds. You city kids are so delicate."
Rumors were spreading, and it didn't take much to know that it was Zhong Shaoying and his group that were making fun of them.
Xu Ying replied, "What are you complaining about? Go up and try if you dare."
Most of the people were silent. They really couldn't do anything if they went in. The power of the Triple Technique was obvious to everyone. If they encountered it, they would either die or be injured.
While Li Hao was applying medicine to Zhou You's wounds, the second competition had already started for some time.
Lu Qiang and Zhuang Tie are both Qi and blood disciples, and their attacks are extremely powerful.
In terms of boxing styles, it is equivalent to an upgraded version of the first match, a confrontation between the Subduing Tiger Fist and the Dazhuang Fist.
However, the power of Qi and Blood disciples is far from being comparable to strength.
Zhuang Tie’s mud-wading steps are even more advanced. As soon as his toes touch the ground, he can rush 10 meters away in the blink of an eye, which is a feast for the eyes.
"The speed of basic Qinggong level 2 has been raised to the extreme, and that's about it!"
Zhou You's eyelids twitched as he watched. The difference in qi and blood and strength was indeed huge.
Every time he moved his hands and feet, a red light flickered, a sign that blood was flowing throughout his body.
The air was torn apart between the fists and claws, and the sound of breaking air was faintly like thunder.
The ground under my feet was cracked with bluestone and had gullies in the soil, as if it had been ravaged by seven or eight mad cows.
Zhou You suddenly understood. No wonder Zhuang Daqiang dared to come and challenge him with only a few people. It was enough for him to have a general like Zhuang Tie under his command.
Then he felt a little nervous, because he was going to kill Tu Lao San, and the opponent's elder brother Tu Lao Er was a qi and blood warrior, so he would be difficult to fight!
Zhuang Tie's opponent is Lu Qiang, the senior brother of Jianxiong Martial Arts School.
Although no one said it verbally, everyone tacitly agreed that the eldest senior brother Lu Qiang was equivalent to the position of deputy museum master.
Wang Jianxiong played the finale in the third game himself and sent Lu Qiang to play in the front, proving his respect and trust in him.
"Iron Tiger Lu is strong."
The sound of a tiger roaring could be heard faintly in the air.
A faint black aura swirled around Lu Qiang, and a dark iron glow appeared on his body, as if tiger stripes were distributed on his body.
His pupils were filled with blood, his hands were swollen and veins were bulging, and his height was three points higher than usual.
The clash between the two Qi and Blood disciples tore through the air and smashed through the ground, so fast that the figures could not be distinguished.
The rammed earth layer at the entrance was first kicked out by Zhang Shiyu, and now it has been ravaged and is in a mess. "Zhuang Tie is obviously a little exhausted."
At such a tense moment, the only ones who could comment were the Qi and Blood disciples.
As soon as Shen Sijing opened his mouth, all the apprentices echoed him, "Senior Brother Shen has a really good eye."
"The opponent is vulnerable. Big Brother will definitely win this round."
Zhong Shaoying on the side poured cold water on him, "Not necessarily. These warriors from Sucheng are in a desperate situation and are desperate and desperate. The outcome is hard to predict."
This statement makes sense, but it is said in the wrong context.
"Zhong Shaoying, you are the one showing off your abilities!"
Wang Jianxiong said this coldly, and all the disciples and apprentices fell silent instantly.
The eldest senior brother is still fighting hard on the field. As a fellow disciple, we should cheer him on.
Zhong Shaoying and Shen Sijing were arguing with each other, but they inadvertently undermined their senior brother's performance, which was particularly inconsiderate.
After being scolded by his master, Zhong Shaoying became like a frosted eggplant, unable to stand up anymore.
"Mud Plow Crusher."
Seeing that a long battle was not going to work for him, Zhuang Tie shouted loudly and used a powerful and special move.
Every martial art has its own winning moves that are different in power from ordinary moves and are called... special moves.
The power of the ultimate move is terrifying, and it can only be used with qi and blood as the foundation.
Even though Zhang Shiyu was highly regarded, he only learned the three-fold technique and did not come into contact with the heavy-handed moves.
Zhuang Tie is different. He is a disciple of Qi and Blood, and also a confidant cultivated by Zhuang Daqiang.
Seeing the opponent's heavy blow, Lu Qiang shouted, "Okay."
This move of the Mud Plow Crusher, with just the strong wind it emitted, caused spider-web-like cracks to appear on the ground ten meters away.
The positive pressure it brought was like a lead weight weighing thousands of pounds was hung on him, making it impossible for him to move.
"Wow!"
Lu Qiang's chest suddenly bulged, as if ninety-nine percent of his energy was concentrated in his chest and then suddenly exhaled.
The tiger's roar was as sharp as a needle, and everyone present covered their ears at the same time.
Zhuang Tie's body shook twice due to the invisible sound waves, and a line of blood dripped from the corner of his eye.
The next moment, Lu Qiang rushed over like a gust of wind, and his pair of tiger claws slammed down on his head, emitting the sound of metal.
Iron Tiger Claw vs Mud Plow Crusher.
The two forces collided, and the outcome was decided in no more than a breath.
Lu Qiang's tiger claws pushed the two forces back, smashing Zhuang Tie's finger bones, wrist bones, and arm bones.
He even stopped at the castration and grabbed Zhuang Tie's shoulders, tearing off large chunks of flesh violently.
Zhuang Tie screamed and staggered back, his whole arm hanging limply and blood gushing out.
The whole place was in an uproar!
His eyes were focused on Lu Qiang's palm, where a large piece of bright red muscle was still throbbing.
"The entire biceps was torn off. This arm is useless."
Zhou You's eyelids twitched when he saw such a tragic scene.
Most of the bones in Zhuang Tie's arm were shattered and all the muscles were torn off. Even the most skilled doctors couldn't cure it.
Zhuang Tie was also a tough guy. He was sweating profusely from the pain, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing, refusing to admit defeat.
Lu Qiang crushed the flesh and blood with one hand and didn't attack again. He won!
"Zhuang Daqiang, don't bother, we can decide the winner in a fight."
Zhuang Daqiang looked much older than before. He looked up and said, "Wang Lao Hu, I can't wait any longer."
(End of this chapter)