Eastern Continent

Chapter 62, consecutive defeat

This Junfeng talked as if he were making friends. He was leisurely, casual, arrogant and indifferent, as if he didn't pay attention to Wang Cailiang at all. It seems to be a reputation-concerning competition with people, and it seems that a high-ranking master is pointing his disciple Wu Diu. He is casual, natural and careless, but his behavior can't see a little artificiality, as if it is as flowing water. Except for Wang Cailiang, who was against his enemy, no one in the audience felt disgusted and felt a pleasant beauty.

Wang Cailiang was also arrogant. When he suffered such idleness, his face turned red in an instant, and his eyes seemed to be about to be angry. Since Junfeng was so big, Wang Cailiang didn't bother to be polite to him anymore. He simply didn't say hello and didn't fight. He shouted, as if there was a sudden thunder between heaven and earth. With the sound, his right foot He took a big step forward, holding a knife in both hands, raised his head high, and split his head straight at Junfeng. His momentum was fierce, like the wind sweeping the fallen leaves and the water was full of shallows. He cut down at Junfeng without moving forward, like winning on the battlefield, having no enemy, and having my invincible momentum. It was a momentum of fighting for both sides.

Wang Cailiang's personality is like his father Wang Guiping, and he is irritable. He is a little younger, and he doesn't have the control of Wang Guiping. As soon as he heard Wang Cailiang's words, he was annoyed that this was the first time for the two of them to face each other. He didn't know the depth, and he didn't care that Junfeng was the young city owner of Yingran City, and he was the first move. This kind of move that hurts both sides is performed. This may be that he often goes out with the caravan and often fights with robbers. In that case, what he fights for is momentum, courage, life and death only for a moment. If he is a little weak, it is a dead end. Therefore, he has developed Wang Cailiang's forward-going, fierce and impulsive character. Unless he does not take action, he will be separated from birth and death. Now he is stimulated by Jun Feng, unconsciously as if he has been on the battlefield, and he is even more powerful.

Junfeng smiled gently and didn't look at Wang Cailiang's fierce moves, and didn't see how he acted. His whole body seemed to be as light as a leaf and fluttered when it was blown by the wind. His right foot only gently scratched and avoided the left side of Wang Cai's invitation. The single knife stretched out like lightning and even touched Wang Cailiang's left rib. .

Wang Cailiang watched Junfeng disappear from his eyes and turn to his left side. Although he wanted to stop and turn around, the force of this move was too great. He had injected his whole body into this move. If Junfeng resisted directly, or as before When the enemy was cut on the battlefield, the knife could naturally stop, but at this time, the front was empty, and only air was split down with a knife. Driven by the knife, the whole body rushed forward, and the body naturally leaned down.

Junfeng didn't know whether it was too late to collect the knife or deliberately did not accept the knife. Wang Cailiang bent down, and his body naturally scratched on the tip of Junfeng's knife. A wound appeared on Wang Cailiang's left rib in an instant, diagonally from the front chest to the back of the head. In an instant, blood was like a spring from Wang Cailiang. The wound on his body spewed out, and Wang Cailiang's left body was dyed red in the blink of an eye.

Wang Guiping shouted and did not wait for Gu Long, the referee, to announce Jun Feng's victory. He rushed to the entrance, hugged Wang Cailiang, lifted his clothes and found that it was only a skin injury and bone injury, so he was relieved and hurriedly recruited the doctor to treat it. Although Wang Guiping is anxious, he does not hate Junfeng. It is just a common thing to win or lose the martial arts competition. As long as it does not hurt his life or hurt people to the disabled, he will show mercy.

Wang Cailiang, who was injured in one move, was full of pride and full of confidence, was not the enemy of Junfeng's move. This is certainly because Wang Cailiang was angered and excited by Junfeng's words, and his movements were affected by emotions, but also because Junfeng's martial arts skills were indeed several levels higher than Wang Cailiang, and neither of them were at the same level.

All the people who saw this test held their breath and pumped the cold air frequently. After Wang Cailiang was helped down, no one applauded. They were all silent in shock. Looking at Jun Feng standing on the scene, this elegant man, like a elegant man, had such terrible martial arts and such a fierce means.

Not only the ordinary people around are shocked, but also the veteran martial artists in Guhu Town, such as Long Huaijian, Gulong and Yang Jun, whose martial arts have reached the spiritual realm, are also shocked. If they are against Wang Cailiang, they can naturally achieve this effect in one move, but they may not be as easy as Junfeng. They The estimate is wrong. Jun Feng's martial arts has reached the late stage of the spiritual vein. Otherwise, it is impossible to be as light as a swallow and easily avoid Wang Cailiang's fierce and powerful blow, as fast as lightning.

Even compared with them, they are not weak at all, and the bigger problem is that Junfeng is only about 20 years old at this time. In the future, the entry of martial arts is unlimited, but they are all getting old!

Gu Long and Long Huaijian thought that Long Fei could fight with Junfeng, but they were not sure at this time. In their imagination, Long Fei's martial arts is certainly not an innate realm, but at most the peak of the late spiritual vein. Otherwise, Long Fei would not be sure by himself.

This can also explain the reason why Long Fei killed more than a dozen Black Wind Army in a row. At the peak of the late spiritual vein, killing these ordinary soldiers can also be as simple as cutting melons and cutting vegetables. If Long Huaijian and Gu Long came out, there would also be such a battle. The three leaders of the Black Wind Army who finally killed may be just the initial realm of the spiritual vein. , a peak realm kills an initial realm. Although it is a little sleepy, it is not impossible. Isn't Long Fei also injured because of this?

You should know that no matter whose martial arts skills have not been personally fought or tested by themselves, it is impossible to know the other party's realm, and Long Fei was injured at this time. Who dares to risk the result of injury and injury, just to force him to fight in order to test the depth of his martial arts.

Among the young martial artists in Guhu Town, especially the 64 players, when Wang Cailiang ended up, although they also knew that Wang Cailiang would fail, no one would have thought that they would lose so fast, so neatly that they could not even be entangled.

The copper mouth is wide open, and you can almost put your fist in, and your eyes are wide open, like two copper bells, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

Long Fei's whole body was huddled in the fox fur coat, and even his head was half wrapped in the coat. He only showed a pair of bright and innocent eyes like a child to look at the contest in the field. Seeing Jun Feng's complacency, he couldn't help curling his lips and muttered, "What's so proud? If I hadn't been injured, I would have met you."

Jun Feng curled his lips and ignored the scene around him. He looked at the north stand and raised his voice, "Who else will end up?" In the eyes of the people of Guhu Town at this moment, Junfeng is like an ancient beast that kills people everywhere and eats people. Who dares to go down and humiliate himself?

Ancient legend, Gao Kun's face was pale. Neither of them expected Junfeng to be so powerful. Originally, they thought that Wang Cailiang could support ten or eight moves, but they were seriously injured after only half of one move.

"Friends of Guhu Town, is it true that no one disdains to teach me?" At this time, Junfeng was elegant in the eyes of ordinary people in Guhu Town, but in the eyes of dozens of martial artists and the old man, his face was disgusting.

Ancient legend gritted his teeth and said to Gao Kun, "I will meet him first. Please pay attention to his moves."

Gao Kun took the arm of the ancient legend and said, "I'll go down first. Among the three of us, you have the highest martial arts skills. Look at him a few more times, and finally go down. Maybe you can deal with him a little longer."

The ancient legend pondered, nodded, and said to Gao Kun, "Then be careful. This person is strong in martial arts, vicious in heart, and fierce in action. You must not attack like Wang Cailiang. Even if you occasionally make a move, you can't use up your strength. You must keep the strength of defense."

Gao Kun secretly admired that his martial arts skills were higher than himself. He only saw one move and came up with these methods, but he just wanted to defend but not attack, and strive to support for a longer time.

As soon as Gao Kun stood up, he turned his eyes around the campus. When he saw Gao Kun walking towards the campus, the whole audience suddenly burst into a scene of cheering, and a thunderous applause sounded, which not only surprised Gao Kun, but also surprised Jun Feng. Even Gu Long and other old men never expected Gu The people of Tiger Town are so supportive.

Junfeng's face changed slightly, and there was a sneer hanging at the corners of his mouth, like a rattlesnake that had been stepped on its tail. The triangular snake's head raised, revealing its fangs, waiting for Gao Kun, the prey, to jump up.

Didn't you let the whole ancient tiger town cheer for you? I will defeat you and trample you under your feet. Who else will cheer for you when I see it!

Gao Kun walked slowly into the school yard with his hands empty. Since he came to lose, he didn't have to be so anxious. In the eyes of everyone around the school, in Junfeng's eyes, Gao Kun walked to Junfeng with a more leisurely gait than Junfeng just now. Like Wang Cailiang, he first bowed around with his fist around, and then saluted Junfeng before saying faintly, "Gao Kun, please give me some advice!" The demeanor is more calm and natural than Junfeng.

Junfeng threw away the single knife in his hand and clapped his palm, as if he were patting off the dust in his hand. He smiled faintly and said, "Okay, then I'll teach Brother Gao Kun's unarmed kung fu."

After seeing Gao Kun challenge Jun Feng empty-handed, he couldn't help smiling. It seemed that Gao Kun was not stupid. Both of them were fighting empty-handed. In this way, he could avoid serious injuries like Wang Cailiang had just suffered skin and flesh.

"The major general is a guest from afar, please make a move first!" Gao Kun said lightly.

Junfeng smiled coldly and stopped talking. His feet were wrong, like clouds and flowing water. He slid towards Gao Kun. His left hand was behind him, and his right hand poked out. His thumb and tail finger were bent, leaving only his index finger and middle finger, and his fingers were like knives, when his chest went to Gao Kun. It turned out to be a hard bridge and a hard horse, taking the middle road and looking at Gao Kun as nothing.

Gao Kun sneered. Junfeng was too big to think that he could hurt himself with only two fingers. He clenched his right fist and hit Junfeng's finger. If you attack with all your strength and punch each other, Junfeng's fingers will be broken in Gao Kun's idea.

Junfeng's fingers were like a snake, and the snake's head was slightly swinging. After avoiding Gao Kun's fist, he wrapped around Gao Kun's arm. When he reached the wrist position, the poisonous snake showed its sharp fangs and stroked down Gao Kun's wrist.

This time is as if it has been scratched, and Gao Kun's wrist must have been scratched by a really sharp sword. It is inevitable that the skin will break blood. Maybe the tendons will be cut by him, and his right hand will be disabled.

It is not a life-and-death enemy, and there is no conflict of interest, let alone a life dispute. Jun Feng actually attacked him with vicious and ruthlessness.

Gao Kun dared to be solided by him, turned his hand and shrank, and his palm was like a knife, and he cut at Junfeng's two fingers.

Jun Feng's right hand suddenly retracted, which was faster than Gao Kun's palm knife. When Gao Kun's palm was cut down, he only cut the air.

Seeing that Junfeng withdrew his finger, Gao Kun did not pursue him. He also took his hands back, put them on his chest, and stared at Junfeng with bright eyes, guard against his sudden attack.

As soon as Junfeng retreated, his body floated with the wind like a cloud, his right palm was like a knife, and when his chest was cut towards Gao Kun, his palm was soft and fluttering, as flexible as a fox. Although Gao Kun's eyes stared wide, he could not catch the trace of this move.

It turned out that the moves were still used. He originally thought that the moves in the world were taught by Long Huaijian. Each move was simple and direct, with the purpose of killing the enemy. Even if there was an occasional trick, it was just to cover up the next move. There was like Jun Feng, left and right, but it was hidden in one move. With so many changes, Gao Kun can't see that Junfeng's move will attack there.

Gao Kun looked solemn, his hands pushed forward slightly, and his eyes were shining, staring at Junfeng's palm.

When it was only a foot away from Gao Kun's chest, suddenly, Junfeng's palm did not change, and thousands of palm shadows disappeared, leaving only the most primitive palm, cutting towards Gao Kun's chest position. This palm was fast, fierce, and sharp moves, as if it had never been seen since the battle, as if this It is no longer a palm, but a meteor passed by accident.

Gao Kun's expression changed greatly, regardless of whether he had time to resist or not, he hurriedly clenched his fists and came out, like two dragons exploring the sea, and bombard Junfeng's palms left and right.

Junfeng smiled coldly, and his palm changed from vertical to straight chopping, and from straight to straight. It was like a real sharp blade, and the speed increased again. Unexpectedly, he split between the fists before Gao Kun's combined. His palm was so fierce that if Gao Kun's chest was cut by him, it might really be like a big knife. It is inevitable. A wound in the abdomen.

Gao Kun was shocked, hurriedly contracted his waist and abdomen, and his footsteps retreated. At the same time, his hands also turned into vertical palms, blocking Jun Feng's palm.

Gao Kun's martial arts skills were not as good as Jun Feng in the first place, and he gave up the initiative to attack because he was afraid that the attack would reveal flaws, so he gave up the initiative. This is equivalent to completely handing over the initiative to Jun Feng, and he fell into passivity. Martial arts together, at the time of the competition, even if the martial arts are equivalent, once they fall into passivity, it is step by step passive and step by step defense. The attacker's moves can come out at will, and the attack is invisible and unintentional, like an antelope hanging horns, and there is no trace to be found; the defenders are exhausted, and the spirit is as condensed like a mountain. Although it is as strict as the river and sea, it is temporarily impeccable, but it will last for a long time. Because the defense always moves with the offensive, as long as it takes a long time, it will always show flaws, and then it will be doomed.

Attack is the best defense. If you give up the attack, how can you defend well?

Gao Kun only felt a pain in his lower abdomen. Although it contracted quickly, he only avoided Jun Feng's palm in the chest position, but his lower abdomen was still scratched by that palm, and his clothes cracked in his palm, and Jun Feng's palm also left a scar on Gao Kun's body.

It seemed that a sharp sword had opened an opening on Gao Kun's body. A stream of blood immediately soaked the clothes in the lower abdomen. When the broken clothes floated up, it could be seen that under the chest in front of him to the navel, covered with a blood-red mark that seemed to be scratched by a thick wolf. The skin on both sides of the wound almost turned over, almost Open the abdomen.

Junfeng's knife is even more powerful than the ordinary blade. Not only did he break Gao Kun's clothes, but also his lower abdomen.

Gao Kun's two punches arrived at this time, but they hit empty. Junfeng's palm swung to the left, took a few steps back, stood there, quietly looking at Gao Kun, but did not continue to attack.

Gu Long was afraid that he would take the opportunity to poison him, so he hurriedly jumped off the school and helped Gao Kun back.