Chapter 33 Taiji vs Level 8

The big man who was standing still with a smile on his face was gently patted on the shoulder by a short camouflage suit and fell down.

Seeing the big man falling to the ground with a smile on his face, the short soldier in camouflage clothes patted him on the face for unknown reasons and shouted, "Big man, big man, what are you doing!" It's your turn to get up. Didn't you say you want to teach him a good lesson?

The little man's call did not play any role, and the big man who fell to the ground still did not respond. After shouting for a long time, he realized that something was wrong. At this time, he shook the big man's body and asked eagerly, "What's wrong with you! Don't scare me, big! Get up quickly!

Zhang Ling, who was beside him, saw the big man fall to the ground and asked doubtfully, "Ahui, what's wrong with him!" Are you too heavy?

Hearing Zhang Ling's words and the fierce eyes cast by the little man, Qin Hui said boringly, "Ha ha, it's nothing. It's just that I hit him on the chest a few times in an instant, which made him angry now. Don't worry, I know the importance of it, and there won't be any problems.

The short soldier heard this and asked, "You said that the big man is angry!" Really? I will tell you that we are not ordinary people. If something goes wrong with the big man, remember, I will definitely not let you go.

, cut. Qin Hui said to the short one with a smile, "If you are not good at learning, how dare you fight with me!" Boy, I'll tell you, brother, I'm a martial artist. I just didn't expect this big man to look powerful and be so careless. I haven't tried hard yet, so he can't do it. It seems that you special forces are not well trained! Do you want me to teach you some tricks?

After listening to Qin Hui's mockery, he narrowed his eyes with a chill and stood up and said, "Ha, boy, you are really bullying too much. It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson today, you won't have made progress.

Qin Hui looked at the short man get up and put on the posture of martial arts, or shook his head and said, "I want to use Chinese martial arts to fight with me!" Revenge for the big man! Hey, you can't.

The little man listened and moved his hands and feet without expression, "Ovable, you can try it.

Try it! Come on, Qin Hui looked at the short soldier who was only tall and reached his neck, hooked his fingers at him and said, "I also let you punch five times, so that others won't say that I bully the little one.

The little one sneered and put on a posture and said, since ancient times, eight-level has not been able to beat, Bajiquan, Li He, ask his brother for advice.

Bajiquan! Qin Hui looked at the posture of the small man and also withdrew her contempt, because Qin Hui learned all kinds of boxing skills in the world in order to practice close-up gun fighting. You should know that Qin Hui's gun fighting skills are exquisite, which is that guns and martial arts are not separated. With Qin Hui's peak level of gunfighting skills, his papermaking in martial arts is enough to be a contemporary person. If you make an evaluation, Qin Hui's martial arts are not as good as good as shooting skills, but it can also be at the early level of Level 8. Otherwise, like Du Peng and Peston's battle, the two could not rely on their intuition to avoid it. Close to the muzzle.

Qin Hui nodded to the short man and also put on the starting style of Taiji. She said, "Although the eighth level is rigid and entangled, my Taiji is also soft and strong. Be careful.

The little man listened to the posture and rushed to Qin Hui with four or six steps of the famous Bajiquan. When the short man rushed to Qin Hui's side, he punched Qin Hui's face directly.

When Qin Hui heard the wind in her ear, she simply tilted her neck and gave up the punch.

The little man was not surprised but happy when he saw that this punch was flashed by Qin Hui. He saw his arm bent, and the original straight fist changed to the top of the elbow, and he also shouted, ha, sweeping the elbow.

Qin Hui hit the short elbow, leaned back slightly, and directly avoided it.

Seeing that Qin Hui avoided his offensive twice, the short man also knew that his two brothers met an experienced master today. The short man took a wrong step, took a step forward and shouted again, "Ha, step forward, hard open the door.

Qin Hui took a step back and directly let this open the hard door in the Bajiquan, which is also known for its power.

Seeing Qin Hui retreating, the pace under his short feet changed, and he shouted, ha, following and facing the door.

Qin Hui ignored the three short Yingmen and directly pushed his right palm out to stop the move. Feeling the strength from her hand, Qin Hui said word by word, didn't you eat in the morning? Make it vigorously.

Qin Hui, who finished saying this, looked at the short soldier who had been pushed out by himself, hooked his fingers and smiled, and hit him hard.

Zhang He took a deep breath and said, "Ha, sunrise in the wind.

Qin Hui raised his right hand again and broke up Zhang He's move. He also taught him a lesson: It's still not enough. Be harder.

Zhang He looked at Qin Hui, who didn't care, took a breath and took a big step under his feet, "Ha, big horse steps, continuous cannons.

Oh! It must be killed! Qin Hui looked at Zhang He's movements and said playfully.

Zhang He approached Qin Hui and used a rare combo in the eighth level.

Facing Zhang He's fist, Qin Hui put his left hand behind him and greeted him with one hand left and right.

one, two, three. The heavy punches one after another are majestic in Zhang Ling's eyes, but in Qin Hui's view, Zhang He has not practiced at all, because the eight-jiquan pays attention to full strength, with energy, movement and reality. However, the Bajiquan in Zhang He's hand has some moves that have not been used. It's simply a fancy air, and he can't play the fierceness of the eighth level at all.

Qin Hui took Zhang He's boxing with one move. When his old power was exhausted, he wrapped Zhang He's fist with his hand, and then grabbed his hand and pulled it back. Watching Zhang He being pulled over by his fist strength, Qin Hui stepped under his feet and knocked Zhang He away with his shoulder. Get out. Zhang He, who was hit and flew out by Qin Hui, glided three or five meters on the ground with his feet, and then fell to the ground and retreated five or six steps back in a row to stabilize his body.

After Zhang He stood firm, he couldn't help but be relieved to see that Qin Hui did not take advantage of his retreat. Although Zhang He's boxing skills are not good, he still has it in his basic eyes. After knowing that he is not Qin Hui's opponent at all, he also said freely, "What a powerful ability, what a powerful four or two thousand pounds and a powerful method of fighting power! Zhang He lost his reputation for Bajiquan, which made his brother laugh.

Qin Hui took a look at Zhang He in front of him and said with some appreciation, "It's good to know that there is still a mountain high. Go back and practice more in the future, otherwise the prestige of Bajiquan will be destroyed in the hands of people like you." Qin Hui finished speaking and pointed to the big man on the ground and continued, "Today is just a small misunderstanding. You can also take the big man away. When I did it, I just hit his valve. After an hour, he will be fine."

Zhang He looked at his companions on the ground and said with a gun gesture, "Thank you, but although we are not as good as you, this is what we are good at.

, hehe. Qin Hui saw that Zhang He still wanted to face, so she took out a business card from her pocket and threw it to him, "Good shooting! If you have nothing to do, you can come to play with my Daqin gun. At that time, I will know how much you are, but I feel that your shooting skills are probably the same as the kung fu at hand. Three words are almost enough.

Zhang He just lost the field, so he ignored Qin Hui's sarcasm, but secretly thought in his heart that he must take a few brothers to let Qin Hui know the power of Qin Hui and others.

Reaching out to catch the black card thrown by Qin Hui, Zhang He glanced at the corners of his eyes and replied, "No problem, the Great Qin gun will, right? I remember that we will definitely go. Zhang He, who swept with the corners of his eyes, couldn't help reading the words on the card. Jehovah's Church, the chief referee of the Religious Trial, and the senior priest Qin Hui! What is this you gave me? What a mess?

Well! Wrong, wrong, come on, I'll change one for you. Seeing the black card, Qin Hui smiled and took out a golden VIP card from his pocket and exchanged it for his ID card in the torn doomsday.

Zhang He looked at Qin Hui's dress, and the black card with the three words Jehovah in his hand, and said with a smile. Unexpectedly, you not only like to wear a priest's uniform, but also prepared an identity card for yourself that you have never seen in such a movie. You are so interesting! As the saying goes, we won't make a deal, so I, Zhang He, are such an interesting friend.

Well! Listening to Zhang He's words, Qin Hui was speechless, because he could not tell Zhang He. His identity card was real. He was really a senior priest of the Jehovah's church, the leader of the judgment house, and the uncrowned king of the church.