Chapter 459 [The autumn soldiers in the battlefield, father and son fight together]

"There are three kinds of martial arts in Pei Jiaquan. The first one is called seven wounds. One punch contains seven layers of strength. The first layer of strength is the strength that you usually punch with all your strength, and then layer by layer is fierce, layer by layer, so that the opponent can't be defenseless." Pei Wufu said in a low voice.

"Uh..."

Hearing Pei Wufu's words in surprise, Pei Donglai opened his mouth in surprise.

Because according to Pei Wufu, if you use the 'seven wounds' in Pei's boxing, it is equivalent to hitting more than seven times the power in one punch!

"I'll show you outside."

Pei Wufu was stunned when he saw Pei Donglai. He smiled and motioned Pei Dong to go out with him.

"I've got it."

Out of the villa, Pei Wufu stood in front of a big tree with a thick bucket.

When the voice fell, Pei Wufu waved his right hand and bombarded the tree.

"Bun!"

At the moment when his right hand was about to touch the tree, Pei Wufu's right fist suddenly clenched, and his fist hit the tree heavily, making a muffled sound.

"Bun! Bang!! Bang!! Bang!! Bang!! Bang!"!

After the first muffled sound, six muffled sounds sounded one after another, one louder than the other.

click——

Then... With a crisp sound, the trunk could not withstand the terrible force. It broke in an instant, and the branches and leaves flew and tilted and collapsed.

"Boom!"

A loud noise came out, and the tree slanted on the road, splashing a piece of dust.

"Uh..."

Rare Pei Wufu just explained the effect of "seven wounds" to Pei Dong, and saw Pei Wufu's seemingly understated punch to knock down a big tree with a thick bucket. Pei Donglai was still stunned by the terrible force of Pei Wufu's punch and the magic of the 'seven wounds'.

"The so-called martial arts are much the same. It is basically a change in the way of motivation, and the way of motivation is different. The strength of the attack is also different. Seven wounds can send out seven layers of strength with one punch. The key is to be strong..."

After seeing Pei Donglai recover from his consternation, Pei Wufu told Pei Donglai the essence of the seven wounds one by one, and then added, "The seven wounds can't be used with a fist, after mastering them skill. Palms, whip legs, and even flick fingers can also be used.

Pei Dong came to concentrate and thought to himself.

A few minutes later, Pei Donglai recovered from his thinking and was watching Pei Wufu. He strode to a big tree 20 meters away, inhaled, and suddenly punched the trunk!

"Bun!"

The muffled sound came out, and Pei Donglai's fist hit the trunk fiercely, causing the tree to shake and shake off the leaves.

"No."

Seeing a punch coming out, there was only a layer of strength. Pei Donglai shook his head secretly and meditated again.

"Bun!"

Another punch.

This time. Pei Donglai still didn't succeed.

Two consecutive failures did not make Pei Donglai feel discouraged, but suffocated and practiced again and again.

For a moment, the sound of "bang bang bang..." kept ringing in the night. After the tree suffered several bombardments from Pei Donglai, there were subtle cracks.

"Bun!"

"Bun!"

I don't know how long it took. When Pei Donglai punched again, he made two muffled noises.

click——

With the outbreak of the second layer of strength. The cracks in the trunk are more obvious, and the sound is more crisp.

not far away, Pei Wufu saw that Pei Donglai could play a second force in a short time, and then smiled with relief.

Pei Donglai was not complacent because of this, but carefully recalled the way of exertion and the control of the force when he just punched.

"Wufu!"

Later, before Pei Dong came to recover from his thoughts, a voice came from the front.

Pei Donglai looked up and suddenly found that the lonely shadow of a white robe was coming this way.

"What's wrong?"

Pei Wufu noticed the abnormality in the tone of the lonely wind and shadow, and immediately asked.

Lonely Wind Shadow first signaled to Pei Donglai, then frowned and said, "The little devil named Fujino is here."

Huh?

When he was stunned to hear the words of the lonely wind, Pei Wufu was slightly stunned. According to Cai Jing, the head of Yongchunmen, Fujino's battle letter to Cai Jing is tomorrow, that is to say, Fujino will come to Yongchun General Martial Arts School tomorrow.

"Doesn't he want to kick the stadium in advance?" Pei Wufu frowned and asked.

"Yes. He came alone, just outside the gate of the martial arts school.

Lonely Fengying nodded, and then looked at Pei Donglai, who was coming towards him and Pei Wufu. With a little worry, he said, "You just taught Donglai the seven wounds in Pei's boxing. I'm afraid Donglai hasn't practiced the way out yet. If the little devil really wants to challenge, let Yang

"Let's talk about it later." Pei Wufu pondered for a moment and made a decision, "Come on, that little devil is coming. You can go with me and your lonely uncle to see him."

"Good."

Pei Dong came to hear the dialogue between the lonely wind shadow and Pei Wufu. Although he knew that he had just touched the threshold of seven injuries, when he heard Pei Wufu's words, he nodded and agreed at the first time. It felt as if Pei Wufu wanted him to go to the stage to fight, and he would not frown.

Soon, Pei Donglai followed Pei Wufu and the lonely wind shadow to the top floor of the martial arts hall building in the front yard.

The top floor of the Yongchun Martial Arts Museum Building is a hall of nearly 1,000 square meters. The ground is made of thickened concrete, which is a martial arts arena specially used to meet challenges.

In the martial arts arena on the top floor, including Cai Jing, the head of Yongchun Gate, and Yang Chan, the head of Xingyi Gate, have been waiting for a long time. Seeing Pei Donglai and three people entering the door, they welcomed them one after another.

"Wufu, the little devil clearly agreed to challenge tomorrow, but suddenly came early to tonight. It's really too much to bully people, so I'll face him." Yang Chan took the initiative to fight.

"He may not dare to fight."

Pei Wufu thought, "Let him come in first and listen to his intention."

"Put him in."

Hearing Pei Wufu's words, Cai Jing, the head of Yongchunmen, took out the radio with an ugly face and told the disciples of Yongchunmen at the door.

Five minutes later.

While Pei Donglai and Pei Wufu and his party were waiting, Fujino, wearing white samurai uniforms and claw, followed two disciples of Yongchunmen into the martial arts arena on the top floor of the martial arts school.

Cqueak! Squeak! Squeak!

I saw Pei Wufu and others at a glance. Fujino did not feel afraid, and his pace was still steady. His eyes swept at Pei Wufu and others like a knife, and finally his eyes rested on Pei Donglai. The corners of his mouth outlined a gloomy smile.

His eyes showed the performance of Fujino. Pei Donglai knew that Fujino, as the first apprentice of Iga Shinobu in the Japanese martial arts world, was bound to receive extremely cruel training. Otherwise, his willpower and psychological quality would not be so strong, and he could still not change his face after seeing Pei Wufu and others.

"Wing Chunmen Cai Jing. The battle letter I gave you will challenge you at eight o'clock tomorrow morning.

A moment later, Fujino stood ten meters away from Pei Donglai and others, sneered and said. It's in Mandarin, but with a strong Japanese accent, "But... I suddenly want to drink with your blood tonight, so I'm going to advance the challenge. I don't know if you dare to fight with me?"

"Hss~"

Although Cai Jing, the head of Yongchunmen, is only the peak of the dark power, after all, he is the master of a family. He is well-known in the martial arts world. At this time, when he heard Fujino's arrogant words, he was so angry that he took a breath. Both eyes are spraying fire.

However--

In anger, he watched the video of Fujino and Zhang Kui, the head of Baguamen, and knew that he was not Fujino's opponent and did not fight at the first time.

"Little Japanese bandit, I'm here to fight with you!"

beside Cai Jing, Yang Chan, the head of Xingyimen, suddenly took a step and said coldly.

"The opponent I challenge is the head of Yongchunmen, not you."

Fujino directly ignored Yang Chan, but looked at Cai Jing with a contemptuous face. As far as I know, Yongchunquan is one of the famous boxing in China, which is said to be far beyond Muay Thai, taekwondo, judo and other fighting skills. Now it seems that you Chinese people praise themselves, which is not worth mentioning at all!"

"You..."

Seeing Fujino insulting Yongchunquan, Cai Jing was so angry that he waved his right hand to Fujino and wanted to fight.

"Don't be impulsive."

Seeing this, Pei Wufu stretched out his hand to stop him. Cai Jing knew that Pei Wufu was doing it for his own good. Although he was unwilling, he still retreated with aggrieved face.

"Since ancient times, China has been rich in cowardly, but I didn't expect that the head of the Spring Gate was the same. It's really disappointing." Seeing that Cai Jing did not dare to fight, Fujino shouted even more fiercely. Looking at Cai Jing as if he were looking at a poor man.

Gow! Quack! !

Cai Jing was so angry that he clenched his fists and his blue veins bulged. Obviously, he was extremely angry.

"Little devil, you came to China with your master for me and my son."

Pei Wufu saw that Cai Jing had reached the verge of being unbearable. In order to prevent Cai Jing from fighting, he looked at Fujino and said word by word, "You want to challenge, my son will fight with you."

"Hey! Before I came, my master told me that since you, Pei Wufu, brought people here, the head of Yongchunmen will definitely not go to war. It seems so.

Hearing Pei Wufu's words, Fujino sneered and said, "That's right! My master and I are indeed here to kill you and your son!"

When the words fell, Fujino suddenly put his hand into his arms and took out a war book. His wrist trembled, and the war book turned into a white light and shot at Pei Wufu.

"Wow~"

In the face of the fast-flying war book, Pei Wufu did not change his face. He gently exhaled his breath and controlled his strength. He neither blew away the war book nor let the war book continue to move forward. Instead, he made the war book stop half a meter from his body. After the war book fell, he reached out to catch it

Seeing Pei Wufu's fascinating kung fu, Fujino's face changed slightly, but he thought that his master Iga Shinobu had broken through the ninth stage of ninjutsu, and the shock in his heart was gone, but cold. He said, "Pei Wufu, twenty years ago, you defeated Genki, the head of Wusheng Shame on the Japanese martial arts community! Three days later, my master and I will be here, in front of the Chinese and Japanese martial artists, to avenge the Japanese martial arts community!"

"Originally, according to the rules, I won three games and two games, but my master said that it only takes two games!"

"Go back and tell Iga Ren that three days later, the father and son of the Pei family will wait here. If he doesn't come, the Japanese martial arts world will not stay!"

While talking, Pei Wufu's right wrist shook, and the war book in his hand suddenly shot at Fujino, "Give you back!"

"Bang!"

The next moment.

The crisp sound came out, and Fujino was pulled to the ground by the war book thrown by Pei Wufu.

In the autumn of the battlefield, father and son go into battle together... A new week, a new ** is coming, ask for a recommendation ticket for each person... to be continued) RQ