Chapter 59: They are all dead

Pictographic boxing has many meanings. One of them refers to imitating predation and hunting action of animals. The so-called "pictographic boxing", monkey boxing, tiger boxing, mantis boxing, snake boxing, etc. belong to this category.
The second is to imitate the form of a drunk man, wake up and sleep, and stay awake, such as drunk fist, drunk sword, drunk stick and so on.
But Xue Xiang's pictographic boxing is the essence of martial arts in his life, which is a combination of folk and military boxing.
The elephant with the strongest power on the land thinks that this boxing technique is the most powerful one.
In fact, in today's martial arts circle, pictographic boxing is also considered to be the first.
"Yes."
Xiaojing Xiaolou answered, stood up, and hurriedly walked to the edge of the lake center pavilion, and opened his voice far:
"How much inconvenience is it for one person to perform a fist? Why don't you and me fight one or two?"
"Ok?"
As soon as Luan Qisheng's eyes turned, the boxer's front turned, stepped out ten meters, raised his arm and punched out, just like a gun:
"I'm about to see Brother King's trick!"
"it is good!"
Seeing An Qisheng's fist burst out like a gun, Jing Xiaolou's eyes brightened, his body was different, he raised his arm, and threw it out!
I stepped out one step, Jing Xiaolou's momentum burst into force, his arms flung, falling from the top, like a whip like a hammer, hit An Qisheng!
Boom!
Luan Anqi gave a twitch of her mind, and seemed to see an old elephant screaming in the sky, blowing her nose step by step!
On land, the imagination comes first.
Yun Jingxiaolou's hands are full of energy, it looks like the old man is galloping, slamming his nose and punching, the fist is not coming, the air flow has blown An Qisheng hair.
boom!
Luan Qisheng changed his fist path, raising his arms, such as raising a large gun.
boom!
Two fists collided, making a dull collision sound.
He seemed to have been blown by a ten-level wind, An Qisheng's exposed skin was shaking.
With this punch, it seemed as if the elephant had blown its nose.
boom!
Zhe Anqi shook his muscles, stepped on the bridge surface with a ‘click’ under his feet, and vented his strength.
The kung fu of the eight poles is not only about exerting force, but also about unloading.
"it is good!"
He never punched An Qisheng with a punch, Jing Xiaolou could not help but utter a sigh of praise, at the same time his arm was shaking, and he flung his arm out.
Snapped!
Straight as a long whip whipped, vigorously bursting out at the end.
Xuanjing Xiaolou withdrew one arm, it seemed that the air was bursting, Anqisheng's clothes were blowing.
"This is Xuemen Pictograph?"
Luan Qisheng's chest was stuffy, her strength was vigorous, her arms were pushed forward, and she met again.
Uh ~
The violent wind was violent, and the two hit hard and fast, hit fast, and collided more than a dozen times on the edge of the lake center pavilion.
"This octopus fist is truly extraordinary."
Xi Jingxiaolou became more and more surprised, and was amazed in his heart.
Elephants are the strongest animals on land, and no matter how ferocious the beast can't withstand its might.
The pictographic fist fetches the elephant, the fist way is fierce, the punch is like the old elephant blowing his nose, and he pays attention to the free flowing, continuous, hands like a whip, hammer, layering strength.
Since he has learned boxing, he has rarely encountered such a hard opponent.
Luan Qisheng was getting more and more shocked. He felt that Jing Xiaolou had room to spare and did not go all out.
The strength of his shot was different from his, but more than a dozen punches collided, and his arms were numb, and the cracked tiger's mouth yesterday was shaken.
"Go on like this, up to three punches, I will be beaten up!"
Luan Qisheng gritted his teeth, and his mind flowed.
Huh!
I was another punch.
Luan Qisheng's chest suddenly fluctuated, as if there was a stream of air exploding in his throat, and a deep drinking sound was emitted.
Crackling!
There seemed to be a series of firecrackers in Lu Anqisheng's body, his face, hands, and all exposed skin turning red instantly.
boom!
At the foot of Lu Anqi, there was a loud noise, the wooden bridge cracked, and the cobweb-like cracks spread like a concentric circle spreading under his feet.
Stomp for a moment, the strength rolled up.
的 The fist pressed by Jing Xiaolou suddenly shocked, like the sharp beating of the gun when the big gun trembled, shaking Jing Xiaolou's arm.
Immediately, he punched forward and went through his chest!
He Jiran is that An Qisheng converted the shot learned from Wang Honglin into boxing, and this time broke out!
"what?"
Xi Jingxiaolou's arms popped up, startled in his heart.
The arm ‘Hoo’ came down from the top, fell on the chest, and opened wide, blocking An Qisheng ’s fist.
boom!
Fu Jing Xiaolou shook his shoulders and took three steps back, his mouth slightly dry and sweet.
カ 嚓 ~
After a collision, An Qisheng broke the wooden bridge at his feet, and could no longer bear his shock.
Unexpectedly, he fell into the lake.
"You child."
In the heart of Pohu Lake, the old man glanced at Jingxiao Building and shook his head slightly:
"It's the gazebo that collapsed, and you blame you for it?"
He Anqisheng's last blow was also a bit stunning, but Jing Xiaolou's four strengths have been mastered, and he has already been as good as a shock.
However, he never let go of his strength, and he suffered.
"The gazebo is the place where the teacher sits for a long time. How dare the disciples lose half their points?"
Wu Jingxiaolou just smiled, his shoulders shook, he swept over the wooden bridge, and reached down: "Brother An?"
Snapped!
Wu Anqisheng reached out and held his palm, and came over the wooden bridge.
"Brother Jing Kung Fu is amazing, I am not an opponent."
Luan Qisheng was soaking wet on the face of the lake.
"Brother An, who has not yet entered the university, is able to achieve this level better than I was then."
Xiaojing Xiaolou shook his head slightly.
"Bajiquan, you've got all kinds of shamisen, and the old man was a little surprised at that last punch."
In the heart of Pohu Lake, the old man shook his head slightly:
"It's a coincidence that this bridge cracked and made you wet your clothes."
"what?"
What An Qisheng was trying to say ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I suddenly felt the warm current blowing, and immediately felt a bit hot.
As soon as the old man's voice fell, it seemed as if he suddenly came to the boiler room for winter heating. His eyes were sour and the hair was yellowish.
Luan Qisheng was shocked, knowing that the heat was emitted from the old man's body.
In his induction, Xue Xun at this moment was like a big boiler burning with flames rising, as if he could boil the lake water!
I was like a man who was evaporating the rain in the sky before the Golden Palace of Wudang Mountain.
I saw that the body temperature of the martial arts can reach such an incredible level.
"Come and sit."
The old man waved slightly.
Wu Anqisheng returned to her own clothes, her hair had already been dried.
"Let's go, Brother An."
Jing Xiaolou who exited a long way came over, patted An Qisheng on the shoulder, and walked towards the lake center pavilion.
Luan Qisheng felt novel, but he was already commonplace.
"It is almost extraordinary to reach this level of manpower."
In the heart of Laohu, An Qisheng sighed sincerely.
"Extraordinary?"
Listening to this, the old man shook his head:
"Once upon a time, I thought so, and later I knew so much that I knew that being extraordinary is a dead end."
"What do you mean by this sentence?"
Wu Anqisheng was a little confused.
"From ancient times to the present, there are really people who have transcended ordinaryness and embarked on another unpredictable path."
I wondered what I thought of, the old man sighed:
"Lao Tzu, Shakya, Ghost Valley, Peng Zu, Chen Yun ......... Unfortunately, they are all dead."