Chapter 7 Battle of Martial Arts

When the soldier stood on the martial arts stage and looked directly at Zhao Jingtian, he found that he seemed to be a little impulsive.

This guy in front of me is far stronger than himself in terms of momentum, mental state and physical state!

What are you afraid of? At most, just like them, lie down for ten days and half a month! I'm not a bastard who is afraid of death!" Ma just took a deep breath and stepped forward three times and punched straight to Zhao Jingtian's heart.

"This is another move!" Zhao Jingtian snorted coldly, took a move and held down the other party's fist. Following the situation, he turned Ma Cai's body around like a top.

"Go down!" Zhao Jingtian kicked Ma Cai's back vest, and Ma Cai's body flew out like a broken kite.

"Wow!" The pony fell to the ground with a bang, and there were bursts of stuffy pain on his back, and he couldn't help spitting out his blood!

Zhao Jingtian's one press, one pounding, one spin, one kick, one go!

If you tell others that Zhao Jingtian has only learned boxing for two months, no one will believe that it can reach this level!

"Good job!"

"Zhao boy, I really saw you right!"

The slaves were so excited that their jealousy and sarcastic feelings for Zhao Jingtian had flown out of the sky.

Of course, they knew that Zhao Jingtian's kick was to vent his anger on his companion who had just been hit by a horse!

If it is replaced by them, can it be done? No!

With such a companion who is willing to stand up for himself, who will be full of cloud jealousy and sarcasm?

In a vague way, these people regard Zhao Jingtian as their spiritual leader.

Zhao Jingtian was about to step down when he jumped up from under the stage: "Kid, you hurt my brother, do you want to leave like this?"

The slaves suddenly calmed down and were stunned on the spot.

The man who jumped on the martial arts stage turned out to be the soldier Shen Xiaosi!

If you can become a soldier, you are at least a condensed boxer!

The slaves were secretly anxious: "Isn't this obvious bullying?"

"Why hasn't Sister Yan come yet?"

Everyone looked around and found helplessly that Yan Yaoying was nowhere to be found.

Zhao Jingtian tilted his head slightly: "Soldier, what do you want?" Although he used respectful words, there was no respect in Zhao Jingtian's tone.

Shen Xiaosi still looked indifferent: "I'll give you two ways: first, accept my challenge; second, let me kick you in the same place."

Zhao Jingtian estimated that his strength is about equivalent to two god-level boxers who have not learned special boxing skills.

Since there is a god-level boxer in front of you who challenges you and take the opportunity to test your cultivation effect during this period, it is also good.

"I accept the challenge!" When these words came out of Zhao Jingtian's mouth, the slaves were stunned first, and then burst into thunderous applause!

Brother Zhao! Come on!"

"Old Zhao, kill him!"

At this time, the eyes of the slaves looking at Zhao Jingtian can only be described in two words: fanaticism!

The soldiers were unwilling to show weakness and also shouted at Shen Xiaosi: "Head, kill this slave!"

"Fry for your brothers!"

But how can the voice of dozens of soldiers resist the sound of hundreds of slaves!? Zhao Jingtian heard all the sound of cheering for him, and the blood all over his body suddenly rose!

"Ky, I'll let you know what self-ability is!" As soon as Shen Xiaosi's voice fell, his whole body moved.

The figure in front of Zhao Jingtian's eyes flashed, and Shen Xiaosi's punch had hit his chest and heart!

Zhao Jingtian was shocked, flashed in confusion, and barely dodged this punch.

With a punch, Shen Xiaosi turned around and crossed his steps, and an extremely domineering swing kick called to Zhao Jingtian's head!

"It's not good!" Zhao Jingtian found that his speed was much slower than Shen Xiaosi, and he could no longer dodge this!

"Ah!" The hearts of the slaves suddenly rose to their throats!

In a panic, Zhao Jingtian raised his arm to resist. Hearing a crack, Zhao Jingtian was shocked by Shen Xiaosi's kick and retreated straight out of seven or eight steps, and then he stood firm.

"What a strong force!" Zhao Jingtian's left forearm was in severe pain, and the blood of that arm flowed back and forth, as if he was healing himself.

If it were an ordinary body-shaping boxer, the strength of the kick just now would have been enough to break this arm bone!

Shen Xiaosi was also very surprised by Zhao Jingtian's ability to fight, but he did not stop and continued to punch Zhao Jingtian!

"The speed is so fast! I can't avoid it!" Zhao Jingtian bit his teeth and said, "Fight!"

Zhao Jingtian raised his foot, and the eighth form of the thirteenth kick of the fiery whirlwind - went straight to the sky and threw it out!

With two "bangs", Shen Xiaosi punched Zhao Jingtian's chest. At the same time, Zhao Jingtian's Chaotian kicked Shen Xiaosi's chin. Shen Xiaosi's head leaned back, and blood and fallen teeth spilled out of his mouth!

"Plop!" The two fell to the ground almost at the same time. On the ground of the martial arts stage, the two struggled several times, but still failed to get up.

"Head, stand up!" Dozens of soldiers shouted, "Get up and you win!" You can't lose to these slaves!"

The slaves immediately came to their senses and shouted, "Brother Zhao, stand up! You will definitely win!"

" boss Zhao, hold on! We support you!"

Zhao Jingtianping lay on the martial arts stage, closing his eyes painfully, allowing hot blood to move back and forth in his chest. The bone of the middle fist seems to be broken. If the punch is a little further in the direction of the heart, Zhao Jingtian may die!

"Sure enough... it's still too reluctant..." Zhao Jingtian secretly complained in his heart, but if he was given another chance to choose, he would still fight with Shen Xiaosi without hesitation!

However, if Shen Xiaosi is given another chance to choose, he will definitely not bother Zhao Jingtian again! Zhao Jingtian not only kicked away his mouth full of teeth, but also kicked him into a concussion!

Shen Xiaosi wanted to get up, but his head was so heavy that he couldn't get up!

After shouting for a while, the two did not get up, and then everyone found that the injuries of the two were unusually serious.

"Hurry up and have a look!" Several soldiers and slaves were preparing to rush to the stage, and a figure passed over their heads and landed firmly on the stage.

"Go down!" Hearing this sound, everyone reflexively follow the order.

Yan Yaoying finally appeared. She checked Shen Xiaosi's injury, and a pair of heroic eyebrows were almost squeezed together: "What a domineering kick! Unless it's the best elixir, it's also a waste to save it.

Then, Yan Yaoying turned around and checked Zhao Jingtian's injury, and her face became quite strange: "This boy just suffered such a little injury?"

Except for the disorder of the five elements in the body, Zhao Jingtian didn't even have any internal injury!

"Xiaoshan, Xiaotie, carry Xiao Si back. When he is ready and let him go home, he can be discharged from the army. Yan Yaoying said calmly.

"Yes, Sister Yan!" Two soldiers carried Shen Xiaosi away, and Yan Yaoying picked up Zhao Jingtian in one hand and rushed to Zhao Jingtian's boxing room.

Shen Xiaosi's injury and Yan Yaoying's discharge did not bring any "shock" to everyone. The slaves continued to practice their boxing, and the soldiers still supervised the slaves.

I'm used to indifference, cruelty and death, and everything is so accustomed to it.

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"Are you awake?" Zhao Jingtian woke up in a daze and saw Yan Yaoying at first sight.

Zhao Jingtian got up from the ground: "Well, Sister Yan..."

Suddenly, Yan Yaoying grabbed Zhao Jingtian's throat like lightning!

Zhao Jingtian's face turned red: "What...what did you do?"

Yan Yaoying spread her murderous spirit without concealment: "How can you know fire boxing skills? If you dare to lie to me again, I will..."

With a force of Yan Yaoying's palm and thumb, Zhao Jingtian only felt a whirlwind!

"Hmm!" Yan Yaoying let go of her hand and said coldly, "Let's start talking!"

"Cough..." Zhao Jingtian coughed a few times and calmed down: "The last time I buried the body, I accidentally found it from Chen Xi."

"And then?" Yan Yaoying's tone is still cold, but the murderous spirit seems to have restrained a lot.

Zhao Jingtian knew that he could no longer hide it, so he simply said it all: "After I remembered my boxing skills, I destroyed the sheepskin scroll that recorded my boxing skills."

"Oh." Yan Yaoying seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but she suddenly became extremely serious again: "Kid, remember Sister Yan's words. Don't let anyone know that you have learned the boxing skills of the Fire Dragon family!"

Zhao Jingtian didn't know what Yan Yaoying was thinking, but he could feel that Yan Yaoying was thinking about him.

Zhao Jingtian's heart warmed: "Sister Yan, I know. I will only use the metal boxing you taught me in the future.

Yan Yaoying gently patted Zhao Jingtian on the shoulder: "Kid, heal the injury and continue to practice hard. A month later, Sister Yan will rely on you.

"Okay, Sister Yan!" Although I don't know what it is, Zhao Jingtian is willing to risk his life at this moment!

Whoever is good to him, he will be good to him. This is Zhao Jingtian.