Chapter 97: Quit

Lu Yi didn't expect that the monk actually used Shaolin Dragon Boxing.
While surprised in his heart, he made a mistake and avoided the monk's big fist.
He didn't retreat when he missed a hit. Instead, he went straight forward like a dragon and a tiger, and then another punch to Lu Yi's chest.
Lu Yi chose to retreat.
Heshan clenched his fists with both hands and forced him over again with a "cut" tactic, and Lu Yi backed away again.
The ring space was too small. Soon, Lu Yi leaned on the pillar, unable to retreat, he could only fight. He slapped his left hand on the pillar, and then with the help of the rebound force, the whole person rose into the air, Lu Yi turned into a spear with his right foot, and took the kind face.
If kicked by him, the monk will undoubtedly die.
Just at this moment, the monk fell backward, his whole body was 180 degrees, and he fell straight to the ground.
"Snapped!"
He made a dull sound when he fell to the ground.
Lu Yi's feet flew over his head. At this moment, the monk who fell on the ground suddenly stood up with a carp, clenched his right hand, and hit Lu Yi's crotch hard.
That is the softest place for a man, and it is also the lifeblood. Seeing this scene, Xin Zhao in the audience is furious.
"Shameless!"
On the stage, Lu Yi was also furious, his head could not fall off the bowl with a big scar, and kicking his younger brother would be a dead end.
Lu Yi was in the air and fell from the air with an action that violated the laws of physics. When he was about to fall to the ground, he slapped his right palm on the ground, and a whirlwind leg swept towards the monk.
"boom!"
The monk's fist and Lu Yi's foot collided, making a dull sound.
Taking this opportunity, Lu Yi stood up, and the monk was trembling with a kick from Lu Yi. Then, he slowly backed up. After going back ten steps, he stopped, and his mouth sprayed. Mouthful of blood.
"Good, good—"
The audience in the audience applauded.
"Too great, even better than Chen Long."
"Chen Long is acting, it's a fancy, besides, he is also old. If Chen Long comes here, he might end up like the first old man, or even worse."
"It's so handsome. It would be great if he could be my boyfriend. We can toss all night."
The audience in the audience was very excited. The ones I saw before were all pediatrics, but what I saw today is the master, the real master, just like watching a TV series.
When everyone was talking, Lu Yi clenched his fists and rushed towards the monk.
Nima, if you dare to kick Lao Tzu's egg, Lao Tzu will dare to blow your microphone.
The monk had a solemn expression, with a little tiptoe, and ran out of the court, as if burning his buttocks, and quickly ran to the edge of the ring.
"boom!"
Lu Yi confiscated one by one, and hit the concrete pillar with his fist. Suddenly, a punch hole was left in the concrete pillar.
Because of the excessive force, the tip of his wrist was inserted into the concrete pillar. What was shocking was that when Lu Yi pulled out his hand, there was no wound on his fist.
The monk stood not far away looking at Lu Yi, and asked in a deep voice, "Any Jin?"
Lu Yi didn't answer, and smiled at the monk: "You are not bad too. You can release your energy. You must have 30 years of dragon fist skills?"
Hearing his words, the monk was ashamed and wanted to find a piece of tofu to kill him.
Damn, I have practiced dragon boxing for 30 years, and I still can't kill you. Aren't you slapped your face deliberately?
Do you know how to respect the old and love the young?
Are you low-key and humble?
The monk was very depressed.
Lu Yi did not rush to shoot, but looked at the monk and asked: "Dragon Fist can achieve such an achievement, it must not be an unknown person, what is your name?"
"Poor monk's law call to quit empty." The monk said.
"No wonder, you turned out to be a disciple of Huan Kong."
Huan Kong is the elder of Shaolin Dharma Academy. He once wanted to challenge Lu Wushuang, but was finally beaten up and hides in Shaolin Temple for decades.
Huan Kong is best at Shaolin Dragon Boxing. This style of boxing is dominated by punches, supplemented by claws, with fine strokes and violent punches. When it jumps, it is like a dragon walking through the air, and when it is twisted, it is like a yellow dragon.
"The donor knows my master?" Jie Kong was a little surprised.
"I don't know, I've heard of it." Lu Yi looked at Jiekong and asked puzzledly: "You are a monk, why did you run into the duny world to sell your life?"
In fact, Lu Yi really wanted to say, you are also a Shaolin disciple anyway, why did you come to be a thug? However, in terms of Huan Kong's face, Lu Yi still saved him a little face.
"Excuse me for nothing." Jie Kong said.
"Tang Haiyan wants you to die, do you know?" Jie Kong suddenly raised his head when he heard Lu Yi's words, a trace of stunnedness flashed in his eyes. Obviously, he didn't expect Lu Yi to know the person behind him.
"My business has nothing to do with you."
Lu Yi sighed and said, "I'm not young anymore, my temper is still so stubborn, why bother?"
"You have a lot of nonsense." Jie Kong said: "It was just a warm-up, and then is the real beginning."
"Actually, this is what I want to say."
Lu Yi stepped forward and approached Jiekong. When the distance between Jiekong and Jiekong was less than one meter, he punched straight out, without any fancy movements, just a collision of power and power.
Seeing Lu Yi's attack methods, Jikong was furious. He practiced boxing for thirty years, but a junior like Lu Yi attacked him with his fists in front of him, and he felt insulted.
However, after the previous short match, he also knew that Lu Yi is very strong, young and powerful, if he fights alone, he may suffer a loss, but this does not mean that he will lose.
On the contrary, he has practiced for decades, and he does not believe that he is inferior to a junior.
He is not satisfied!
Lu Yi punched, and Jie Kong punched too.
The qi sinks in the dantian, the strength is from the waist, the ears are eight poles, and the eyes are square.
Then, he blasted Lu Yi with the same simple punch.
There are no fancy moves, just go straight.
You must use practical actions to tell Lu Yi that you are too tender.
"boom!"
The fists crossed and there was a loud noise.
Strangely, the fists of the two people slammed into each other without separating.
Jie Kong's expression changed. Obviously, the tremendous power coming from Lu Yi's fist surprised him a bit. How could this kid have such a strong internal energy when he is so young?
"I didn't tell you. Twenty years ago, your master used to be in my master's hands. He didn't hold on to the three moves. Today, you still can't do it."
Hearing this, Jie Kong's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "Are you Lu Wushuang's disciple?"
"I know now, it's too late."
Lu Yi's strength increased and there was a sudden shock. Then, Jie Kong flew out, hit the pillar, and was bounced back by the pillar. Then, under the witness of countless people, Lu Yi kicked him away again.
"Crack!"
Jiekong fell to the ground with the sound of bone breaking.
"For the sake of your master's face, I'll spare your life and go back to Shaolin!" Lu Yi finished speaking, then raised his head, hooked his finger at the camera at the angle of the ceiling, and said with a smile: "Young Master Tang , When will you hide?"
[Author's digression]: Three chapters were completed yesterday. Today's update will be around midnight, so please support me.