Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 74 Violent
Chasing wind steps, bowstring steps, flying clouds...

In a compound bought by the Qinghe Association, Wei Tao changed his steps, and his whole body seemed to turn into a fuzzy shadow, moving like the wind and ethereal like a cloud.

Shang Bian moved a chair and sat beside him, pointing out the problem of a certain movement from time to time, and then explaining in detail the correct technique of exerting force through luck.

After a few rounds of kick practice, Wei Tao was quite emotional.

Some people are born with the gift of being a teacher.

Even if he himself does not have very good cultivation qualifications and cannot reach a high level,

But as long as he knows it himself, he can spot the problem at a glance and give effective and targeted suggestions immediately.

Obviously, Shang Bian is this kind of person.

Otherwise, since he has been stuck at the level of tendon training, it is impossible for him to be favored by the iron leg master and become a senior instructor in charge of instructing beginners.

"It's almost done. Today's moves and footwork are practiced here. Next, I will start taking internal medicine, steam bath and external medicine to strengthen Qi and blood."

Shang Bian threw away a pebble he was playing with, and continued to summarize the practice of today's moves and footwork.

"We must pay attention to the practice of various footwork."

"They are the foreshadowing of all the ultimate moves of the mountain leg. It can be said that without the opportunities created by various footwork, all the ultimate moves are like castles in the air, unable to exert their due power."

After the cup of tea, Wei Tao's legs were soaked in the steaming medicine bucket, and Shang Bian's tireless emphasis sounded again in his ears.

"If you compare the practice of crossing mountain legs to building a house, then Qi and blood are the foundation and pillars.
All kinds of footwork are the framework, and the killer move that explodes at the right time is the final decoration and perfection.
When I taught those new disciples before, they always liked to pursue the practice of nirvana. "

"Without laying a firm foundation,

Without a good framework in the early stage,

No matter how powerful a craftsman is,
It is also impossible to build beautiful and functional buildings..."

Suddenly, there was a loud bang from the outer courtyard door.

Shang Bian suddenly shut up.

He turned his head and looked out the door.

There was another muffled bang.

All kinds of iron objects hanging on the walls of the house were buzzing and vibrating.

Immediately afterwards, the disciples of the Qinghe Society who were guarding outside screamed again and again.

Shang Bian's face was solemn, "The outsider is not kind, and his footsteps are heavy but not stagnant. He is definitely a master."

At this moment, there were two muffled bangs again.

Two big men in Tsing Yi slammed on the wall,

It's like glue stuck on,
It hung on it for a while before slowly falling down.

Spread out on the ground like a pile of mud.

Seeing is impossible to live.

"Beating someone is like hanging a painting, but it turns into mud when it hits the ground?"

Shang Bian's face turned pale in an instant, staring fixedly at the outside of the house.

The next moment, he heard another muffled sound, and even the ground under his feet trembled slightly after the muffled sound.

"Master Shang, you should go to the back room to take shelter first."

Wei Tao was expressionless, pressing the armrest of the wooden chair with both hands.

Click!

The armrest was snapped off by him.
The medicine barrel under his feet was also split in two.

The hot thick soup poured all over the floor.

Wei Taoguang stepped into his boots, and at the same time picked up the armguard that was at hand.

Click!

The armguard covered with spikes was fastened by him.

pat!

He stood up slowly, stepping on a splash of water.

Through the wide open door, he looked at the messy yard.

And right there, a man in white looked into the room with cold eyes.

Staring at the white-clothed man walking slowly outside the door, Shang Bian murmured to himself, "This is an absolute master of energy and blood conversion, and he is in his prime, hurry up, I will try to stop him..."

Shang Bian didn't finish his words.

Wei Tao has already taken a step forward.

In the second step, he was already standing by the door.

It collided with the man in white who also stepped forward.

Boom! ! !

Amidst the deafening bang, Shang Bian's eyes widened, staring at Wei Tao's coat which was blown up by the strong wind.

And the pair of arm guards that had just been put on, turned into large and small fragments in this collision, screaming and flying in all directions.

Shang Bian's left arm was in great pain.

It was a fragment of an arm guard that cut a deep wound.

But at the next moment, he didn't have to endure this tearing pain.

Because half of the door panel fell on his body, he was knocked several meters away in an instant, and fell to the ground and passed out.

Ding Ding Deng!
Wei Tao took three steps back.

Stepped on the ground and made three footprints several inches deep.

boom!
In an instant, the wind picked up again.

Suddenly narrowing his eyes into a slit, Wei Tao only saw a ferocious fist with blue veins and gray skin rushing straight towards it accompanied by a strong air current.

What a powerful force!
I just don't know, compared with the stage of breaking the limit with the red line fist, who is more tough and fierce.

Wei Tao let out a low cry, and his body suddenly sank.

The legs, one in front of the other, are nailed to the ground like stakes.

Crossing mountain legs, bow horse step.

Red Line Fist, Undecided Hammer.

Don't dodge or avoid, don't retreat or give in.

Three feet in front of the blue-gray fist, he also punched forward heavily.

Like a bundle of firecrackers exploding, it exploded from the place where the two fists met.

With the two bodies as the center, the green brick ground several feet around was cracked silently, and smoke and dust were flying.

Wei Tao let out a heavy breath, his joints creaked in the lackluster collision just now.

This time, the man in white knocked down the door frame and exited the house.

He looked down at the wounds on his fingers, slightly lost in thought.

"You haven't reached the level of energy and blood, but you can knock me back. It's really surprising."

After a while, he slowly raised his head, "So, it seems that I may have found the right owner for this random attack?"

Whoa!
Wei Tao overturned a door in front of him and came into the courtyard.

He quietly watched the man in white a few steps away, and began to try his best to stimulate the blood in his body.

After the two collisions just now, he clearly felt the majestic energy and blood contained in the opponent's body, just like a volcano, which could erupt with huge destructive power at any time.

More importantly, this person's qi and blood seemed to be different from his.

If his qi and blood are compared to a mass of turbulent qi, then the man in white is similar to the fog formed by condensed qi.

Between the two, considerable differences have emerged.

"Kill you, with your blood, you will definitely be able to win her favor, and let her be satisfied and silent again."

"It can be regarded as loosening the noose around my neck that is getting tighter and tighter."

The man in white sighed softly, secretly feeling emotional.

Suddenly he suddenly fell silent, took a big step across a distance of several meters in an instant, and rushed towards Wei Tao with his head.

People were in the air, and the ear-piercing tearing sound suddenly sounded.

The upper body of the white-clothed man suddenly swelled, cracking and tearing his clothes. Compared with the lower body that had not changed much, the proportions were seriously out of balance, forming an extremely strong visual impact.

His veins are tense, his muscles bulge,

At the same time, the muscles trembled rapidly,
There was a tooth-piercing dense explosion.

With a step and a rush, the wind blows.

With a strong smell of blood.

Boom!
Wei Tao's heart skipped a beat.

The Qi and blood burst out when he practiced to the second stage of breaking the limit.

The arm was instantly red with blood, and the muscles swelled and expanded until they were on the verge of being torn.

He squatted on the ground, twisted his waist and turned his back, and clenched his hands into fists.

Not dodging, not dodging, not retreating, not giving way, the most violent hammer in a red line fist suddenly smashed forward.

The huge force pushed the airflow away, making a sharp whistling sound.

Under the dark night.

The two figures collided crazily.

(End of this chapter)