This move is similar to Xingyi Bengquan, combining the intention and form of boxing to unleash the strongest force in the shortest distance.
Yizhangqing's face remained calm as he allowed the punch to strike him.
However, in his eyes, this explosive punch was extremely slow.
He just stepped back slightly, and the punch was several inches away from his face and ultimately did not hit him.
Liu Xiao changed his moves very quickly. When his first attack missed, he quickly changed his fist into a palm and swept towards Yizhangqing's eyes.
Yizhangqing took another slight step back, and the sweep missed again.
Liu Xiao's offensive reached its peak at this moment. Fists, palms, elbows, and punches, all his moves were launched at the opponent like a storm.
However, Yizhangqing could always easily resolve his seemingly dangerous moves.
Every time Yizhangqing took a seemingly random step or swung his sword without any care, he was able to suppress Liu Xiao's offensive.
Another powerful punch missed, but this powerful punch forced Yi Zhang Qing to retreat three steps.
Yizhangqing put his hands behind his back and nodded gently: "You have a good foundation. You can force me to retreat so many steps."
"Senior, you haven't taken any action yet." Liu Xiao shook his head, his tone full of bitterness.
The gap in strength is really insurmountable.
"Next, I'm going to take action." Yizhangqing slowly stretched out his right hand.
There was a piece of bamboo with green leaves in his hand.
This was a piece of bamboo he had just picked from the roadside at some point.
It is as thick as a thumb and about three feet long.
With a flick of his right hand, all the leaves on the bamboo fell off, leaving only a round bamboo.
"I used to use a sword, but over the years, I felt that the murderous intent on the iron was too strong, so I sealed the sword in my residence."
Yi Zhang Qing said slowly, "I will use bamboo as a sword. You only need to catch three of my swords and you will win. How about that?"
Liu Xiao clenched his fists tightly, ready to strike.
Although the opponent was only holding a bamboo, he knew that this was a battle of life and death.
"Be careful." Yizhangqing shouted in a deep voice, slowly raised the bamboo in his hand, and murmured softly: "Once we part..."
The bamboo in his hand slowly fell down.
The Yuqing Sword was what he had learned from practicing martial arts over the years.
I was devoted to the pursuit of martial arts, separated from my lover, and had no contact with my family for decades, which made me feel sad and create this poem.
As the bamboo in his hand fell, a buzzing sound was emitted, and an invisible dark force rolled towards Liu Xiao.
Liu Xiao roared and took a step forward. He clenched his right fist and punched the opponent.
Whoosh...bang...
Liu Xiao took five steps back, knelt on one knee, and his fist on the ground trembled slightly.
Once the killing move is made, there is no room for maneuver.
Yizhangqing's figure flashed, and he stepped forward, raised the bamboo in his hand slightly, and pointed it forward again.
"Two lives of sorrow..."
The fierce dark energy condensed on the bamboo, and the light bamboo was like a copper stick at this moment.
Liu Xiao jumped up, using all his strength to concentrate his hidden energy in his right fist.
His fist even made a popping sound like popping beans as he punched forward.
Buzz... His figure flew backwards.
Liu Xiao struggled to get up, wiped the blood from his mouth, and leaned against a tree as thick as a bowl behind him, barely supporting his body.
"Not bad." Yizhangqing looked a little surprised, pointing the bamboo in his hand to the side: "But unfortunately, you don't have a chance."
"Come on, come on..." Liu Xiao laughed and roared.
"Desolate feeling..."
Yizhangqing's figure flashed, and the next second, he appeared in front of Liu Xiao.
He pointed his right hand forward, and the bamboo in his hand disappeared.
Yizhangqing turned away, not caring about the outcome.
The night is quiet.
The tree behind Liu Xiao was pierced by a bloody bamboo.
Along with his throat.
He slowly knelt on the ground with a relieved smile on his face.
He held the gift box containing the bracelet tightly in his hand and looked forward with difficulty.
That was the direction she left.
In this moment of life and death, countless fragments flashed through his mind.
His life flashed through his mind like a movie clip.
Homeless, he rummaged through trash cans and fought with stray dogs for food...
The first full meal I had in the orphanage...
The master took his hand and said goodbye to the old dean.
In Wuji Villa, I met six-year-old Tao Meng for the first time.
While he was practicing hard, a childish voice once asked him, "Brother, why do you practice so diligently?"
"I want to become strong and not let anyone bully me."
"Now that Senior Brother has become stronger, can he protect me?"
"Yes, I can protect you forever..."
Countless voices and images flooded into his mind at this moment, and countless sounds kept ringing in his ears.
Countless images appeared before his eyes, and finally, Tao Meng's smiling face froze in front of him.
"Master...sister."
He uttered these two words with difficulty, and his head slowly dropped. The smile on his face froze...
Dawn, morgue.
Tao Meng slammed the door open like a madman and stumbled into the morgue.
In the morgue, Wu Ming and several members of the Security Bureau were already there.
Several forensic doctors were also on the scene.
When Tao Meng saw a corpse covered with a white cloth on the bed, she was stunned.
She moved her feet with difficulty and walked to the body.
Although it was only a few meters away, it felt like a century of torture for her.
"Tao Meng..." Wu Ming said, "It has already happened. I hope you..."
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