Jiubai: Enlightenment!

Xu Cheng half-bent himself, endured the stinging pain from the wound, pulled out the branch from his abdomen again, and suddenly laughed: "How does it taste?"

He turned around and looked at Hughes and said, "I can't tell you how uncomfortable it is, I know you want to stimulate and humiliate me, but compared to the times when I was humiliated when I was a child, you are just nothing, Does not exist. As I said, you are a coward compared to me. If someone humiliated you back then and made you feel sad, then you come to experience my childhood, maybe you have already chosen to die! Your humiliation What is it? Do you know what the greatest humiliation in this world is? It is that when you are born, others think it is a mistake!"

Hughes went to pull out a stick again, and said: "I have already told you what should be said and what should be done. Since you insist on not handing over the queen, don't blame me."

He had lost his patience and his killing intent rose, and his steps towards Xu Cheng were illusory.

Lost steps began to appear under Xu Cheng's feet.

Seeing his steps, Hughes frowned and paused, a little surprised. When he walked over again, Xu Cheng's fists were ready to parry the Mizong Fist, and Hughes saw a very familiar feeling on his body.

"Who is Zhang Chenfeng to you?" Hughes asked with a frown.

Xu Cheng was also taken aback: "You know my master?"

"Master?" Hughes' pupils shrank a little: "You said Zhang Chenfeng is your master?"

Xu Cheng felt the chill emanating from his eyes, and became more vigilant.

"Yes, I am his closed disciple." Xu Cheng had nothing to hide.

"What about others?" Hughes narrowed his eyes.

"Dead." Xu Cheng said: "What kind of grievance do you have with him? If so, I will fight for him!"

"I didn't expect it, God's will." A crazy smile appeared on the corner of Hughes's mouth: "God's will! I have always wanted to kill him in this life, and I have practiced so hard so that I can repay him for humiliating me after meeting him. My enemy, I heard from MI6 that he was dead a few years ago made me feel disheartened all of a sudden, but I didn't expect that he would send his closed disciples to me in my lifetime. Isn't this God's will? "

Xu Cheng couldn't laugh or cry. He guessed that such a coquettish person like Zhang Chenfeng, how could he have close friends and close friends, the whole world is his enemy.

Xu Cheng smiled bitterly in his heart: Master, why are all the opponents you offended left behind so perverted?

If Zhang Chenfeng heard Xu Cheng's words, he would definitely get up and say to him: Nonsense, I have already killed those with the same strength/status, and those who can survive must be big boss characters.

"How much have you learned about your master's Mizong Fist and footwork?" Hughes suddenly asked Xu Cheng curiously.

"There should be one hundred percent." Xu Cheng said.

"Really?" Hughes was overjoyed: "Great, I'm still regretting that I couldn't use my swordsmanship to defeat your master's Mizong Fist. Now my wish has come true. Don't let me down."

As he said that, Hughes stabbed Xu Cheng's heart sharply with his stick.

Xu Cheng tortured ghosts with his misleading and illusory steps, but Hughes' swordsmanship was even more brilliant, mainly because his sword shadow was even more unpredictable. Xu Cheng took a few sword moves and tried to counterattack, but all of them missed Hughes' sword shadow illusion.

The two places on his arm were just hollowed out on the illusion, which caused his flaws to be exposed and was injured by Hughes' stick.

Xu Cheng stomped his violent feet into the ground!

boom!

The ground trembled slightly, and then the dust boiled up, and at least three or five of Hughes' sword shadows were scattered. It was rare for Xu Cheng to find Hughes' real body, because he was also thrown into the air, Xu Cheng jumped up and grabbed his wrist: "Go to hell!"

When he grabbed Hughes' wrist, the electric current in his body passed through his body to kill him directly!

Who knew Hughes didn't respond at all.

Xu Cheng's pupils shrank slightly, wondering why the electric current didn't kill Hughes.

Hughes smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "You won't use your electric shock to attack me? Then I have to remind you that both of us are in the air and do not touch the ground. It is difficult to form a circuit. Do you understand physics?"

As soon as the words fell, Hughes' index finger and middle finger merged, and he pointed at the void, and a tree trunk stick pierced Xu Cheng's stomach from behind!

After Xu Cheng vomited blood, he fell from the air, with his hands stuck on the ground, and the corners of his mouth kept spraying blood.

Hughes landed lightly in front of him, holding a stick in his hand, the tip of the stick was dripping with blood from Xu Cheng's body.

"100% Mizong Fist? Are you Zhang Chenfeng's disciple? To be honest, it's no wonder you don't use Mizong Fist. It turns out that it's a half-hanging bottle, so you can only use your electric current and concealment technique." And your giant power, but to me, these three things are not as deterrent as your master's Mizong Fist. For a master who is like the unity of nature, the breath and ears can catch you, as for your strength, you can't even beat me, so what's the use of accumulating more energy? It will only speed up the consumption of your physical energy."

can not hit?

Sword shadow?

After Xu Cheng heard these words, he was taken aback suddenly.

He squatted down and suddenly realized something and thought of something.

A picture flashed subconsciously in his mind.

It was a pavilion, when he and his master Zhang Chenfeng met, he watched Zhang Chenfeng punch.

Zhang Chenfeng's words are still vivid in his memory.

"See how many moves?"

At that time Xu Cheng saw more than ten tricks clearly.

Later, after he saw everything clearly, he forgot everything.

Zhang Chenfeng told him at that time that forgetting is the true meaning, because Zhang Chenfeng's Mizong Fist seems to be very simple, and a smart person can see that he has already made three or five moves in the process of punching. In the end, Xu Cheng seemed to see everything clearly. In fact, Zhang Chenfeng didn't make a single move. He just stood there and just made a simple movement.

Most of Hughes' swordsmanship also refers to Zhang Chenfeng's artistic conception of Mizong Fist!

As he said before, many sword shadows were actually constructed by Xu Cheng himself, as if he always saw the magic of Zhang Chenfeng's Mizong Fist. In fact, this is just a complication of human instinct. In fact, many advanced routines are not esoteric. The only thing that is esoteric is because you are not easy to think about it.

At this moment, Xu Cheng seemed to have realized it!

It turns out that the most mysterious part of the artistic conception of Master Mizong Fist is here!

Xu Cheng stood up suddenly, recalling the sword technique that Hughes used just now. In fact, he evolved from the Mizong Fist of his master.

"It turns out that there is such a big difference between 99% Mizong Fist and 100%. Thank you for giving me such a class today, making up for the 1% that I have been struggling to find!" Xu Cheng suddenly seemed to be Suddenly it was normal.