Chapter 397 Sudden Attack

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Zhou Hao will never underestimate the masters who have reached the level of "turning ideas into forms" in martial arts.

Moreover, Fuma Kotaro's whizzing sleeves also became as hard and sharp as a steel gun under the urging of his true energy. Its sharpness pointed directly at Zhou Hao's chest, sharper than that sharp blade that cut iron like mud. horrible!

With the speed at which Zhou Hao could dodge bullets, he couldn't dodge this blow now. Because Fuma Kotaro became the sleeve of the steel gun, and the surrounding air fluctuated during the rotation, as if a vortex was generated out of thin air, stagnating both space and time.

Zhou Hao knew that this vortex was transformed by Fumo Kotaro's vigor, and in this vortex, Zhou Hao couldn't dodge it if he wanted to.

So Zhou Hao didn't move at all, and circulated his true energy to his chest, unexpectedly using his own body to resist Fumo Kotaro's blow without dodging!

The ex-ghost over there saw that Zhou Hao was so arrogant, and there was a hint of ridicule in his surprised eyes. As for the head of the family who was still standing on the bamboo, his eyelids twitched.

He had just had a mental confrontation with Fumo Kotaro, even though he hadn't actually fought, he knew that Fumo Kotaro's martial arts were not inferior to his own.

I saw Fumo Kotaro's sleeve, which was spinning and condensed into a spear point, hit Zhou Hao's chest fiercely, and kept spinning, like an electric drill, desperately drilling into Zhou Hao's body.

Under Fumo Kotaro's unbelievably strong strength, the school uniform on Zhou Hao's upper body was twisted into pieces in an instant and flew away, exposing Zhou Hao's strong and solid body.

To the shock of Fumo Kotaro and Qiangui, Zhou Hao couldn't be hurt even with the power that could penetrate the steel plate.

Fumo Kotaro's sleeve just stayed on Zhou Hao's skin, no matter how much he turned it, he couldn't penetrate Zhou Hao's skin.

But Zhou Hao didn't feel well either, he could feel that the zhenqi condensed in his chest was being squeezed and bounced away by Fuma Kotaro's vortex-like force, which required him to continuously condense and circulate.

Otherwise, without the protection of zhenqi, even if Zhou Hao's body is a hundred times stronger than ordinary people, he might be pierced through.

"Huh?" A look of surprise flashed across Fumo Kotaro's eyes, and the true energy in his body boiled even more, and he wanted to increase his strength to pierce Zhou Hao's entire body.

But how could Zhou Hao give him this chance? Zhou Hao raised his two palms and hit them violently on his chest. The huge force immediately smashed Fuma Kotaro's sleeves that were harder than steel into pieces.

And Fumo Kotaro's fist hidden in his sleeve was also exposed, and then he slammed towards Zhou Hao.

Fumo Kotaro's fist was still in the sleeve one moment, but it was already in front of Zhou Hao the next moment, as if it could break through the limitation of space.

Zhou Hao didn't dare to be careless, and immediately pushed out his right palm.

At this time, Fumo Kotaro also saw a giant bear as high as a mountain appeared behind Zhou Hao, holding two bear paws, fierce and ferocious, and rushed towards him with its teeth and claws.

His heart trembled, he didn't expect that Zhou Hao's martial arts cultivation had reached the state of "turning thoughts into forms", and he also increased the strength of his fists.

Originally, Fumo Kotaro knew that Zhou Hao was the masked man, and that the former ghost, one of his two great protectors, was not his opponent, so he wanted to meet Zhou Hao himself for a while.

But judging from Zhou Hao's current strength, he can be compared with himself.

In addition to being shocked, Fuma Kotaro also felt a surge of excitement in his heart.

Moreover, this is different from the spiritual confrontation he had with the head of the family just now, but a real confrontation. The danger in this is naturally much higher.

Fuma Kotaro saw the giant bear behind Zhou Hao as if it was about to tear him apart, and Zhou Hao saw the three-eyed evil spirit behind Fuma Kotaro opening his bloody mouth. The gusts of evil wind blowing over the head of the three-eyed evil spirit.

"boom!"

Zhou Hao's right palm collided head-on with Fumo Kotaro's fist, and the surrounding air was also choked.

The energy generated by the collision of the two people's true qi also spread to the surroundings like a shock wave, shaking the bamboos on all sides, and the flowers and plants on the ground that had no deep roots were even uprooted and flew into the air.

The two took three steps back each, and with each step, the ground shook slightly, leaving deep footprints.

There was a look of surprise on Zhou Hao's face. This was not a disguise, but genuine surprise, because he had already used 80 to 90% of his strength just now, and he could only fight this Fumo Kotaro indiscriminately.

This Fumo Kotaro's strength is so high that Zhou Hao has never seen it in his life!

And Fuma Kotaro wore a mask, so he couldn't see any expression, even those eyes didn't reveal anything.

The two stared at each other for a while, and Fumo Kotaro's sinister voice sounded again: "Although I don't know why you have such skill at such a young age, it is really admirable."

After a pause, he said again: "If you continue to fight, you and I will lose both. Why don't we just stop today."

Zhou Hao frowned and thought for a while. In fact, Fumo Kotaro's words were not showing weakness, but there was still the leader of the "first army" present here.

If Zhou Hao and Da Dangjia attack at the same time, Fumo Kotaro will definitely fall into an absolute disadvantage.

However, Zhou Hao could also tell from Fumo Kotaro's eyes that if he persisted, Fumo Kotaro would definitely accompany him, but

At that time, Fuma Kotaro will fight with his life.

Zhou Hao couldn't guarantee whether the leader would help him. With Fumo Kotaro's strength, if he fought with his life, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

So after careful consideration, Zhou Hao nodded, "Okay, but next time we meet, you and I will definitely compete."

"Okay!" Fumo Kotaro sneered, and said in his unproficient Chinese: "From today, in your Chinese martial arts world, there is one more person who can make me afraid." He stared at Zhou Hao , "Zhou Hao, I remember you!"

After all, a strong wind blew up beside Fumo Kotaro, and when the strong wind dissipated, his figure disappeared at the same time, even the former ghost over there disappeared.

When Fumo Kotaro and Qiangui reappeared, they were already outside the other side of this natural park.

As soon as Fuma Kotaro appeared and stood on the grass here, he knelt down on one knee while pressing his chest. The former ghost next to him was shocked and quickly supported him with his injured hands.

"Master Patriarch, you, are you injured?" the former ghost said in disbelief. Because in his impression, this unfathomable patriarch had never been injured.

The chin of the bronze evil ghost mask on Fumo Kotaro's face was slowly dripping with blood. He took a long breath and said slowly: "This Zhou Hao's strength is unfathomable, even worse than mine. In the future, This person will definitely become our confidant!"

At the same time, Zhou Hao, who was still in the park, breathed a sigh of relief, and touched his aching chest.

This Fumo Kotaro is indeed the number one martial artist in Japan that Xiahou Buyi said, and his strength is so strong that Zhou Hao has never seen it before!

Also at this time, the head fell down from the bamboo lightly, his posture was extremely elegant, his appearance was not outstanding, and he was instantly submerged in the crowd.

But now the temperament on his body makes people feel like a gentleman.

He looked at Zhou Hao with great interest, and inadvertently pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the boss looking at him like this, Zhou Hao was also a little puzzled.

Suddenly, Zhou Hao saw a scene of plum blossoms blooming in the ice and snow around him without warning.

Zhou Hao was taken aback immediately, thinking that this is not the midsummer season, how could this phenomenon happen suddenly?

And at this time, he also saw the head in front of him standing proudly in the ice and snow with a smile on his face, and there were many plum blossoms blooming behind him, Zhou Hao could even smell the faint fragrance of the plum blossoms.

Recalling that Fumo Kotaro just called Da Dangjia "Mr. Sammei", Zhou Hao suddenly woke up. The scene of Hanmei appearing in the icy world was not his own illusion at all, but the fist intention of Da Dangjia who "turned thoughts into shapes" !

Knowing that so far, the martial arts cultivation level that Zhou Hao has encountered

The supreme master who has reached the realm of "turning meaning into form", the "sage of Da Luo" Xia Hou refused to accept that the fist will be condensed into form, which is the image of Da Luo Jinxian.

What Fumo Kotaro condensed was the image of a three-eyed evil ghost, even if Zhou Hao's own "Five Animals Show" condensed the fist intent, it was tiger, bear, ape, crane, and deer.

These boxing intentions can be said to be animals, but what the master master condensed is a kind of artistic conception.

The so-called "turning mind into form", in Zhou Hao's understanding, is to present one's martial arts perception in front of the opponent in a way similar to hypnotism through powerful spiritual power.

This level of martial arts competition is no longer a simple competition of tricks and internal strength, but a competition of each other's spiritual strength and their respective understanding of martial arts.

This is a kind of state, but also a kind of artistic conception. In this way, the cultivation base of the master, or the comprehension of martial arts, is deeper than that of Xiahou Buyi and Fumo Kotaro.

Only then did Zhou Hao understand that it was no wonder that Kotaro Fumo was so afraid of being a master, and he didn't want to fight Zhou Hao in his presence.

However, why does the master want to "turn meaning into form" on himself? Is he going to fight me? But why? Zhou Hao asked in his heart.

While thinking about it, he saw that there was a thin piece of bamboo in the hand of the master, which was as long as an ordinary ancient sword.

Before Zhou Hao came back to his senses, the head of the family had already stabbed at him with the bamboo pole in his hand.

(end of this chapter)

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