Chapter 263 The battle has just begun!

Gold knife and silver wire! Xiao Chenyu appeared!

Looking at the figure surrounded by golden light, Li Minghao smiled and said lightly, "Thank you."

The golden knife flew at his fingertips, and Xiao Chenyu said coldly, "I'll leave it here. You go."

"Good." Li Minghao did not hesitate. He knew that Wang Zheng was now facing greater danger, so he turned around and strode away.

"Where to go!" Seeing this, Qiang Dongsong naturally would not give up. Just as he wanted to catch up, he only saw Xiao Chenyu's golden knife flying head-on, drawing a big arc in the air, encircling Katie and himself!

Qiang Dongsong had to stop, looked at Xiao Chenyu and said, "People of the Su family? What do you want to do? Don't you know that the Su family is an ally of the military academy?

"Is the Su family an ally of the military academy?" Xiao Chenyu looked at Qiang Dongsong, and the mood in his eyes gradually became cold: "I'm just a small figure of the Chinese people, the Su family. I still can't afford it."

"No matter who you are, you are dead today." His plan has been blocked repeatedly, and Qiang Dongsong has been extremely angry.

"Real?" Xiao Chenyu's golden knife lit up and said, "Come on."

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After Wang Zheng waved the silver needle, he retreated and tried his best to avoid Xie Ping's attack range.

Xie Ping'an knew that Wang Zheng would make this move. The foot that kicked Wang Zheng's throat was still not recycled. The other foot was swept in violation of the physical convention, and there was no borrowing power in the air, which just swept those flying needles away!

Wang Zheng is very sad to find that every time he faces a slightly powerful master, his silver needle will almost lose its offensive effect!

However, Wang Zheng doesn't have time to mourn now. Xie Ping's fierce momentum makes him have to concentrate all his energy to face it!

Xie Ping'an is a master figure in Wing Chun Boxing, but others may not know it, but Wang Zheng is very clear that Xie Ping'an's hands are not only difficult to see, but also the skills on his legs are even more terrible. Otherwise, the unbalanced development of upper and lower bodies is absolutely impossible to create such a strong strength!

Facing the young man in front of him, Xie Ping'an's heart was full of unconcealed anger. He had not reached the level of everything. He was completely likely to reach a height that his predecessors could not reach in Wing Chunquan, but in the end, all his ideas were lost. All ideas were made by this family called Wang Zheng. The gang was shattered.

Losing an arm almost made Xie Ping'an despair. Every day when recovering, Wang Zheng appeared in front of Xie Ping'an's eyes, which greatly changed his mind. If he used to be a highly valued old man, now he is a gunpowder barrel that explodes at a touch. No one dares to provoke him, then Some servants hid far away when they saw him, and even didn't buy Su Tianran's account.

Martial arts practice pays attention to a state of mind. Xie Ping'an knows that Wang Zheng has completely destroyed his Taoist heart. If he does not kill the guy in front of him, he will never be able to return to his peak state.

This person must die and must be killed by himself.

On this island trip, Su Fuhua originally wanted to get rid of Wang Zheng with the help of the islanders, but he did not intend to arrange for Xie Ping'an to appear. After all, he didn't have many cards in his hand, and one was one less. Moreover, since Xie Ping'an was hit last time, neither his mind nor his body has recovered, which is too far from the peak moment. If he is sent out at this time, it will naturally be very dangerous.

However, Su Fuhua couldn't help asking Xie Ping'an to fight. Looking at this old subordinate who had followed him for many years, he was finally a little unbearable. Su Fuhua also knew that even if he did not send Xie Ping'an out, he would go to Japan in private. Wang Zheng is the heart of the King of Yongchun War. , must be untied.

With hatred in his heart, Xie Ping'an's attack became more fierce.

Although he lost an arm, it does not mean that Xie Ping'an has forgotten all his skills in his hand. With the thunderous leg method and a hand immersed in Wing Chun for many years, Xie Ping'an is still the one who is proud of the Chinese martial arts world.

Therefore, Wang Zheng is a little embarrassed now. No, he is very embarrassed.

In the past, he could only take five moves under Xie Ping'an. Although he can support it for a little longer, it is also extremely difficult and has been at a disadvantage!

"I X, what a pervert."

Wang Zheng sighed. One hand blocked Xie Ping'an's elbow, and his arm was numb. Then he retreated repeatedly and opened the distance between Xie Ping'an.

Xie Ping's strength lies in his proximity. If he opens the distance, his ability will not be fully exerted. With a burst of step, Xie Ping'an rose up again and kicked Wang Zheng with his feet staggered, as if he were walking in the air!

No one can imagine that such a seemingly thin old man can have such a powerful and shocking explosive power!

"FUCK, you can't bully me!"

The clay figurine is also angry, not to mention that he has been beaten so much, and our Comrade Oriental Evil King is finally angry.

Facing Xie Ping's thunder-like leg method, Wang Zheng finally did not hide, but kicked hard, twisted his body, turned over in place, and turned out a semicircle, just like an inverted hook in a football match. The head-on bone of his calf hit Xie Ping's right leg fiercely!

Both of them were in the air and had nowhere to borrow. This fierce collision made Wang Zheng directly kicked five or six meters away, rolling into the grass in the distance!

And after Xie Ping'an landed, he also stepped back three steps in a row to stop his body!

With his numb right leg in the grass, Wang Zheng couldn't help but feel a little horrify.

This old guy is so powerful. He still has a ten kilograms of lead-mercury weight-bearing bag tied to his calf, which is equivalent to hitting Xie Ping'an's leg with a steel plate. However, he didn't expect that Xie Ping'an was so strong that he could kick himself through such a tough weight-bearing bag!

However, Wang Zheng's heart was slightly shocked at this time, but Xie Ping's heart was ten times more surprised than him!

Xie Ping'an thought that his foot was enough to open the golden rift stone, and Wang Zheng would definitely try his best to dodge, but to his surprise, Wang Zheng not only did not dodge, but also met him fearlessly.

Since the other party wants to die, Xie Ping'an has to fulfill him.

Unexpectedly, Xie Ping'an kicked out, but it seemed to hit a steel plate, and his right leg was in great pain! As much force you use, you will almost bounce back!

Although Wang Zheng was kicked so far, Xie Ping'an was convinced that his injury must be more serious than him!

Feeling the severe pain from the oncoming bone of his right calf, Xie Ping's eyes emerged with unconcealable anger. This cunning and treacherous guy really hurt himself!

I was fascinated by Wing Chun, which can be called peerless, but I didn't expect to eat under this boy's hand again and again. Last time I abolished one of my arms, will I lose a leg this time?

"How's it going, old man? Is it okay to kick the steel plate?" Wang Zheng covered his right calf and got up from the ground and said with some difficulty.

The collision just now also made his right leg numb. He can't move flexibly for the time being, and he can only delay the time verbally.

And he believes that Xie Ping'an must have been seriously injured. No matter how much force he used, how much injury he suffered. The effect of force is mutual. Even if he has long been trained as a steel bone, he can never avoid it.

Moreover, according to Xie Ping's playing routine, if he had not been injured before, he would definitely take advantage of the victory at this time. At this time, he actually stood still, and obviously his right leg was a little out of his control.

Looking at Xie Ping'an glared at him, Wang Zheng was actually happy and said, "Well, old man, come here. No matter how strong you are, you are going to be fooled by the little brother!"

Xie Ping'an looked at Wang Zheng and clenched his fist. At this time, he still couldn't restore his right leg to its best. Although he was trying his best to suppress the pain, the pain still invaded uncontrollably!

As long as there are 30 seconds, he can return to normal. Therefore, Xie Ping'an at this time hopes that Wang Zheng can talk more nonsense.

However, at this time, Wang Zheng stopped talking.

Wang Zheng rolled up his trousers tube, revealing the hard lead and mercury load bag inside.

For more than 20 years, he has carried a load every day. Except when he wears trousers in summer, he has always carried it on his body, which has become a part of his body.

If you are a normal person with a weight of 10 kilograms tied to each leg every day, I'm afraid you can't take a step at all! However, Wang Zheng was able to jump up and down with this load, as if unconscious.

Wang Zheng's face had a solemn expression, and then he took off the weight bag and threw it aside, making a muffled sound.

Feeling the lightness of his legs several times, Wang Zheng's eyes revealed infinite fighting spirit. Looking at Xie Ping'an, his voice was extremely clear:

"Old man, the battle has just begun."