Chapter 053 Master of Jeet Boxing

"Ky, it's good. I feel my existence so far away. It seems that I still look down on you." The voice under the mask is hoarse and a little depressing, some buzzing dullness, and a little sharp, and neutral can't hear men and women.

Feng Xiaobing smiled and said, "I'm flattered. I didn't expect that there would be such a master like you in Jinan." If it weren't for the little white rabbit, Feng Xiaobing might not have been able to find the lurking opponent so early. Putting the little white rabbit aside, Feng Xiaobing said to the little white rabbit with his brain wave, "Wait a minute, you press the array. Don't interfere easily. I'm going to have fun tonight."

"You don't know much more than me in this city, but you don't have to regret it, because these don't mean anything to you." The voice was cold, as if it were the god of death.

"Are you here to kill me? Why?" Feng Xiaobing asked, recalling the possible opponent at the same time. However, in addition to abolishing the prince, he did not offend anyone enough to let the other party invite such a master to deal with him. However, the person in front of him was obviously not Castro.

When the man heard Feng Xiaobing's question, his mood suddenly fluctuated, and then he quickly calmed down and said, "Anyway, it's going to die. It doesn't make sense to tell you why. Die."

As soon as the words fell, the golden light flashed, and a fierce and explosive spirit went straight to Feng Xiaobing's face. The man actually hit and killed him with one punch.

"Big boss, good dragon, run, this guy is not a human. He is more powerful than Castro. You can't beat him." The dream's anxious voice suddenly sounded.

"I don't run. I finally met such a master. How can I run away? Besides, Xiaobai and others have not been out of danger." Feng Xiaobing suddenly urged the energy in his body, but he still deliberately controlled the energy below the cortex.

"Damn, boss, you are looking for death. At this time, you are still keeping your strength. You are full of firepower. Forget it, it's up to you. Anyway, if you can't beat it, you can run away." The dream muttered, and then tried his best to alert Feng Xiaobing's sea of consciousness and protect his s mind.

At this time, Feng Xiaobing had crossed his arms, and his arms could not resist the other party's fancy punch.

"Bang~~~", a huge sound, there is no sound of fists and palms, nor is it a metal sound, but like two pieces of hard wood colliding together, making a sound like a sound.

The man's upper body shook for a while, and his full blow was actually taken down by Feng Xiaobing.

Feng Xiaobing was not so good. He felt that it was not a punch, but a locomotive. His arms were sore and he almost lost consciousness. The huge thrust pushed his whole body back ten steps away. His feet, who tried to maintain balance, made two deep marks on the hard rammed ground, as if Heavy rut marks.

"Huh, looking for death, but he didn't go all out." The man snorted coldly again, and his body shook, changing the way of attack. He bullied him like a ghost, his body was as fast as lightning, and his heavy armor was like nothing.

Fast fighting is Feng Xiaobing's strength. Since he has had the zombie physique, he has carefully studied the Jeet Kune Do created by his idol Bruce Lee, the most memorable in his previous life, and the ten-year life of the zombie dynasty, and the study and practice of Jeet Kune Do have become one of his hobbies. Now, Feng Xiaobing can be said to have mastered the essence of Jeet Kune Do. He has entered the invisible form of Jeet Kune Do, and has vaguely begun to form his own advanced level of skill methods.

In an instant, Feng Xiaobing stood with the man and made full use of the fighting method that blocked the enemy on the way. Feng Xiaobing actually fought evenly with the other party without fully stimulating his body.

I only saw that the person's body was erratic, like a ghost, but every attack was a strong fist, and every blow flashed, as if with a thousand powers. Feng Xiaobing's body is stable and the road is simple, but every punch and foot is as fast as lightning, and he can often come first, sniping the opponent's attack halfway and eliminating it in the bud.

The man flashed to the left side of Feng Xiaobing, and a small straight fist in his left hand went straight to his face. The specially designed fist of the metal boxing was like a devil's sharp tooth in the moonlight, and hisssing in the light golden body was shrouded, eager to devour the other party's life. However, a seemingly ordinary left fist came from behind and hit the unstretched upper arm near the arm bend. The whole metal arm suddenly lost most of the thrust forward, and Feng Xiaobing's subsequent left elbow just opened the dangerous metal fist.

The man did not stop at all because the attack was blocked. After continuing to Feng Xiaobing's side, his left arm had not been pulled back, and his right arm was an elbow that went straight to the back of Feng Xiaobing's head. There was no doubt that the large metal elbow support on the elbow could easily slap the hard skull. However, Feng Xiaobing did not turn around. He still closed his left arm back and hit the fist of the metal right arm. This elbow was immediately resolved.

Feng Xiaobing's fists were fighting with the man's metal armor, constantly making the strange sound of hardwood. Both of them were attacking quickly. Feng Xiaobing blocked the left and right in the inner circle, and the man surrounded the attack in the outer circle.

After such an attack, Feng Xiaobing's skills were obviously at a disadvantage, but his moves were so exquisite that he could draw with the other side and actually fought a protracted battle.

The more Feng Xiaobing fought, the more cheerful he was. When he came here, he had never met an opponent whose skills were significantly higher than his own. In this competition, he did not lose by relying on his exquisite moves. This touched Feng Xiaobing a lot. In the past, he thought that the skill was to win, and the move was only a small means to assist in the struggle between masters was overthrown. He is still a person from Huaxia Shenbang, who is famous for his martial arts skills. He almost ignored such a favorable means as martial arts. It really shouldn't be.

While experiencing the wonderful feeling brought by fighting thinking, in this rare practical opportunity, I can integrate the Jeet Kune Do that I have been doing/love/good practiced in the past few years. On the one hand, he made up his mind to fully promote Jeet Kune Do as the national art of the zombie dynasty in the future.

The more Feng Xiaobing fought, the happier he became, but the mysterious master became more and more frightened.

What kind of technique is this? It's so wonderful that my skills are much higher than that of the other party, but I can't play it. Every time you don't use your own tricks, you will be solved by the other party.

Suddenly, the man suddenly stopped attacking, stepped back a few steps, and shouted angrily, "What kind of evil method are you? If you have the ability to make a few moves with me." That man can't stand it anymore. Every move is equivalent to not being able to use it, which makes people extremely suffocated.

"Haha, you think I'm stupid. I'm tough with you. Besides, I use martial arts. I don't understand it, and it's a combination of martial arts. Wow, you don't understand it."

Feng Xiaobing laughed and had a good time in his heart.

In the distance, there was a sudden noise on the street. Feng Xiaobing was on guard and peeked, and his face changed greatly.