The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

However, facing Zhang Li's fierce attack, Zhong Xiu took a deep breath.

His arms were spread out like silk threads, cleverly locking the space three feet in front of him.

No matter how fast the opponent's fist is, it cannot break through his defense.

Zhang Li saw that his fist was blocked by a little kid.

The more he fought, the more anxious and angrier he became, trying to break through Zhong Xiu's defense in one fell swoop.

However, at this critical moment, Zhang Li ignored Wu Yue's existence.

She approached quietly like a ghost, and the large net intertwined with her arms was activated instantly.

Zhang Li thought Zhong Xiu was exhausted and was about to pursue the victory.

But before he could rejoice, Zhong Xiu suddenly took a step forward and pushed out with a palm to his chest.

This palm was extremely powerful, roaring like a mountain avalanche.

Open the monument!

Only then did Zhang Li realize that something was wrong, but it was already too late.

The stele-opening hand used by Zhong Xiu is extremely strong and rigid.

One step and one palm, unparalleled power!

Beng Beng Beng Beng...

Each of his palms is heavier and more vicious than the last!

Because I practiced the Southern Turtle Snake Technique.

Zhong Xiu's physical strength is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Therefore, he didn't think about defense at all when he took action.

Instead, he planned to attack the opponent forcefully by exchanging injuries for injuries.

Otherwise, they won't be able to capture this person for a while.

"court death!"

Zhang Li’s eyes turned red.

How could he let a young boy be frightened?

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and Zhang Zhang was immediately ready to take out the sharp blade at his waist to meet the enemy.

But the next moment...

A cold light flashed.

Zhang Li suddenly let out a miserable howl.

I saw a long and narrow cut on his wrist, and blood was constantly flowing out.

With a "clang", the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

Wu Yue seized the opportunity and struck again.

The other party immediately felt pain in his feet and fell to his knees.

Zhong Xiu kicked the opponent in the lower abdominal area.

The force was so great that Zhang Li's whole body flew upside down.

"Who are you? Why are you attacking me?"

Zhang Zhang vomited blood and gritted his teeth and asked.

Wu Yue stepped forward and without saying a word, directly disabled his left hand.

"What are you..."

Zhong Xiu looked at Wu Yue with confusion.

"Although his right hand and right foot are disabled, what if he practices hard behind closed doors and develops the sword skills of his left hand?"

Wu Yue replied coldly, "If I seek revenge again in the future, many troubles will arise."

"Then it would be better to abolish his martial arts and let him lie in bed for the rest of his life, unable to come out to harm others." Zhong Xiu suggested.

"That's too cheap for him." Wu Yue glanced at Zhang Li, "It's better to kill a hundred with one blow."

Lin Mo was stunned when he heard this.

He had seen many living Bodhisattvas, but this was his first time seeing the living King of Hell.

This time, two people jumped out at once. It seems that these two people have the potential to achieve great things!

Lin Mo thought to himself, and his evaluation of Zhong Xiu and Wu Yue improved a lot.

After defeating this man, Wu Yue and Zhong Xiu felt very happy.

The essentials of learning martial arts that I had previously learned passed through my mind one by one, and I felt more integrated.

"So this is what actual combat does!"

The two of them understood.

Only by experiencing life and death struggle can the spirit of martial arts be sublimated and the essence of the art of killing enemies truly understood.

In martial arts, training methods and fighting methods are different.

Actual combat is the only criterion for testing strength.

No matter how good your daily practice is, if you don't have actual combat experience, you will still be in a hurry when you encounter a real enemy.

Except Wu Yue has some actual combat experience.

Zhong Xiu has been studying literature and martial arts with Lin Mo since then.

I have basically never had a real fight with anyone.

At most, they just competed with Lin Mo and Wu Yue, and their movements were very rigid.

If you meet a veteran in the arena or a warrior with life and death experience, you will definitely not be your opponent.

That's why Lin Mo decided to let them participate in more actual combat and gain more experience.

"Martial arts are not for performing, but for killing enemies."

Lin Mo walked over with a serious face and said to the two of them, "You will never truly understand the essence of martial arts without experiencing actual combat."

"Thank you, Brother Mo!"

"Thank you, senior brother!"

The two of them thanked each other in unison, their expressions becoming serious.

"It's getting late, we have to go to the next place quickly." Lin Mo said with a smile.

Not long after, several people arrived at a remote house in Beicheng.

Through the gap in the wall, you can see three people discussing things in the yard.

Wu Yue also caught a glimpse of one of them with a pistol on his waist.

"These three guys are the murderers who committed a murder in the east of the city yesterday. Now that the city gate is sealed, they can't get out for the time being, so they are hiding here."

Lin Mo introduced in a low voice, "Are you ready? Now go and get their uniforms."

"Huh? But... they have guns!"

There was a trace of nervousness in Wu Yue's voice.

"What are you afraid of?" Lin Mo said calmly, "I'm here and I'll hold the line for you, so don't worry!"

"it is good!"

Wu Yue and Zhong Xiu hesitated a little, then responded in unison.

Then he climbed in from the side wall and rushed towards the three swordsmen holding sharp knives.

However, what the two of them didn't expect was that these people reacted quickly and slashed with their backhands.

Wu Yue's figure was flexible, she quickly bent over and hung upside down, cleverly avoiding the blade.

However, a strand of hair unfortunately fell down.

If the reaction just now was a little slower, it would not just be the hair falling down.

Zhong Xiu didn't have much actual combat experience, but his reaction was half a beat too slow.

Although he tried his best to dodge back, the knife still made a gash in his abdomen.

Blood immediately seeped out from the wound, staining his clothes red.

Zhong Xiu felt the burning pain, but he gritted his teeth and did not make any sound.

Zhong Ling on the side saw this scene, and his heart ached like a knife.

Just as he was about to go over to check on his brother, he was stopped by Lin Mo.

"Your brother is fine."

Lin Mo comforted him softly, "Practical combat experience needs to be accumulated slowly through risking one's life. This level is what Axiu must go through."

Zhong Ling glanced at his brother with concern, hesitated for a moment, and then silently took back his steps.

She knew that Brother Mo was right. He needed more experience to become an outstanding warrior.

"Axiu, are you okay?"

Wu Yue rushed to Zhong Xiu anxiously, with a worried look on her face.

"fine!"

Zhong Xiu covered the wound, holding back the pain and shaking his head.

He knew that this was Lin Mo's test for him.

Zhong Xiu didn't want to disappoint Brother Mo, who was both his mentor and friend.

Therefore, he cannot give up just because of a minor injury.

"I want to be a hero in the future!"

Zhong Xiu encouraged himself in his heart, and then jumped up suddenly.

He clenched his hands into empty fists and struck directly at the Adam's apples of the two swordsmen.

Seeing this, Wu Yue's pretty face darkened and she stared at the swordsman who just injured Zhong Xiu.

"A-Xiu, whichever of your hands is injured, I will cut off whichever of your hands you have!"

She said in a cold tone.

Then he jumped into the air and used the wall to gain strength.

A blade slipped out of the cuff and slashed towards the swordsman.