madnovel Chapter 19, Eight Fang Yun Blades, Hard Line and Hard Line
Chapter 19, Eight Fang Yun Blades, Hard Line and Hard Line
"Hey, hey, don't mess around, or I'll fight back."
Li Xin called out, but inwardly he sighed. He and Zhuang Hongxiu still had a few scenes to film.
The other party then sent people to cause trouble.
She's so impatient.
It must be said that Teng Haodong, one of the six outstanding members of the Cheng family's gossip circle, cooperated extremely well.
A burly young man stepped forward with a chuckle, "You'd better get ready to go back and have a good meal of bamboo shoots stir-fried with pork. If we don't beat you so badly you can't get out of bed for three days, then your parents won't know how to raise a child."
He completely disregarded Li Xin, took a step forward, and reached out to grab Li Xin's shoulder.
Suddenly, I felt my foot slip and I didn't step out... My body was falling forward.
He placed his palm on Li Xin's shoulder, but before he knew it, the small shoulder swayed slightly, and he pressed on empty air.
"Aaaaah...smack!"
The young man's entire upper body, including his large face, slammed heavily onto the mud.
"Shirei!"
Teng Haodong shouted in disbelief; he had seen it clearly.
The child simply stretched out his leg and gently hooked it to the side, causing Sun Zhili's front leg to turn inward.
If the hind leg gets tripped by the front leg, it will just fall straight forward.
The next few young men, in the same way, had just run up to the front when they collapsed to the ground, groaning in pain.
Li Xin moved his feet and darted into the group of disciples.
"Don't touch me, or I'll hit you back!"
"If you catch him, all your stance training will have been for nothing. He's still so small, you can't move him once you surround him."
Teng Haodong could hardly believe his eyes.
These young people, who used to practice boxing and stance training with their fellow disciples every day, have become like worms rolling on the ground, unable to even take a step.
Anyone who gets close to Li Xin either falls forward or backward.
I didn't see the child do anything.
Either you hook your foot or you gently nudge it with your hand.
But it was just right.
A dozen or so disciples lay scattered on the ground, but none of them were seriously injured.
However, he was covered in dust and mud, and looked rather disheveled.
Most people don't even know how they fell.
"Oh, so you're here to cause trouble."
Teng Haodong stopped shouting, smacked his lips, and realized what was going on.
He lowered his waist and hips, swayed his shoulders slightly, and waded through the mud with his feet. Like a snake or a tiger, he pounced and reached Li Xin in just two or three steps.
"Young man, you're quite skilled. How about we have a friendly spar?"
At this moment, he didn't care that he was almost a decade older. He thought that if he couldn't catch this kid, the Cheng family gossip would become a joke.
What does it mean that a child who looks about ten years old can easily take down a large group of people?
This shows that the Cheng family's Bagua teachings didn't actually teach any real skills; all that practice over the years was just a sham.
If word gets out, how can things possibly turn out well?
"Weren't you the one who wanted to arrest me? Now you're turning the tables on me, haha."
Li Xin felt a slight chill.
He discovered that this sixth senior brother of the Seven Outstanding Students of the Cheng School didn't seem to have the air of a master, and his loud and boisterous speech was unpleasant. However, when it came to fighting, his footwork was extremely fast, and he was right in front of him in a flash.
His body moved with his steps, and his movements were as swift as lightning.
A hand barely managed to grab his chest.
But it was just a feint.
With his other hand, his fingers were hooked, and he was almost touching his belt.
A strong wind was faintly visible.
Li Xin had long been prepared for his sudden attack. The mental image had already taken shape a second or more in advance, his mind soaring and his body moving with the wind.
As if propelled by the force of a palm strike, he slid half a step backward.
Teng Haodong crossed his two palms and swept them across his front and sides.
"Oh no, I miscalculated the distance."
Teng Haodong used his move too late and felt his arm become slightly heavy.
A small hand was already resting on her outstretched wrist.
With a strength far beyond that of a child, he suddenly pulled outwards...
"Sizzle!" Teng Yuanhao fell forward abruptly.
He was momentarily dazed, and in that critical moment, he only had time to stick one foot out.
His legs were spread out in a split position, and his crotch was torn.
"this……"
Teng Yuanhao looked completely bewildered.
He was indeed highly skilled; the moment his buttocks touched the ground, he sprang up like a spring.
He assumed a stance resembling a feint with a drawn sword.
A cool sensation between my legs.
Startled, he quickly slammed his legs together, turning into a crouching horse, his face burning like fire.
A burst of laughter erupted from all around.
The disciples knew they shouldn't laugh, but they still laughed out loud.
Li Xin retreated seven or eight meters early on to prevent Teng Yuanhao from becoming enraged.
He shook his hand, which was numb from the force of the other person's wrist, and sighed, "I told you I would fight back, but you didn't believe me."
"Alright, alright, you're awesome, young man. You actually pretended to be weak to catch a tiger. I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. Let's fight again. Zhili, just stand there and fight. Your shirt, give me your shirt."
Surprisingly, Teng Yuanhao wasn't angry; instead, he laughed out loud.
He took the long gown and wrapped it around his waist.
It didn't seem awkward at all.
He even gave a thumbs-up: "Awesome."
Although he underestimated his opponent and didn't take Li Xin seriously, he left his defenses wide open when he attacked, without holding back any tricks.
However, losing a move is losing a move.
No one exerted much effort; the opponent easily escaped unscathed, while they themselves were left with ripped crotches—something that couldn't be hidden.
A real man knows shame and then strives to get back at his opponent.
"Come on, Sixth Senior Brother. If this happened on the battlefield, you'd be dead."
A clear, crisp sound rang out.
A tall, slender girl dressed in a light purple outfit walked out.
She didn't seem to be walking very fast.
It's actually like gliding on water.
With a light touch of his foot on the ground, he took a step that covered two meters.
He finished speaking and was already in the middle of the field.
"Seventh Senior Sister."
Cheers erupted all around.
Whether they were disciples who had just gotten up or those who hadn't had a chance to make a move, all of them had excited eyes.
Clearly, the girl who suddenly arrived was extremely popular.
This should be Cheng Feiyan, the one mentioned in Zhuang Hongxiu's saying, "Of the seven outstanding members of the Cheng family, Feiyan is the most virtuous."
Cheng Feiyan looked up at Li Xin and smiled, "Young brother, you have excellent agility, especially your quick reflexes. You saw through all of Sixth Senior Brother's tricks at a glance."
She smiled very sweetly.
He looked harmless, but Li Xin dared not underestimate him at all.
Previously, Teng Yuanhao's attacks were restrained in their force, and his movements were swift and powerful, almost comparable to that of the old man in the alley.
And what about this girl?
It looks adorable with its curved eyebrows and eyes, but its body shape and gait are like lotus leaves swaying in the wind, with an indescribable sense of coordination and rhythm.
It looks like it would drift away with the wind if the breeze blew.
Just by looking at the style, it's already quite extraordinary.
He is clearly more skilled.
"If it were me, I would have made the same move."
As soon as the girl finished speaking, she moved slightly, and four figures appeared in the four directions from where she stood.
At the same time, he swung a palm towards the center.
chi...
Four palms simultaneously cleaved through the air, forming a continuous chain. "Can you still withstand this?"
"I can't block it, what kind of move is this?"
Li Xin shook his head and honestly said that even if he could block it, he wouldn't.
He's so small and thin now, he'd break if he tried to block something.
Good guy.
This delicate young girl looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, and her attacks are as easy as tearing cloth.
It's easy to imagine how much force she exerted in that small space, and how fast she moved.
The top boxers I've seen in my past life sometimes throw jabs so fast they're invisible to the naked eye.
His eyesight has now become excellent, and his dynamic vision is like that of a cat.
However, it was clear that when the girl swung her hand to strike, the air seemed to be split in two, creating subtle, invisible turbulence.
With my current strength, I absolutely cannot withstand this kind of attack.
However, you can avoid the attack in advance by dodging it from a distance.
However, there's no need to say it aloud.
"It's just the Eight Directions Cloud Blade, is it really worth showing off?"
A long laugh came from outside the martial arts arena, and a valiant young woman carrying a sword walked over with a bold and unrestrained gait.
He chuckled and greeted Li Xin warmly, "Brother Tang, we got separated on the way. I've been looking for you everywhere!"
Looking for me?
Li Xin was completely bewildered.
He recognized the person immediately; it was Wang Jingya from Yuanshun Escort Agency, also known as Wang Erya.
However, she simply doesn't acknowledge the latter name.
"What do you want with me?"
He asked in confusion, but did not say that he had deliberately slipped away for fear of his identity being exposed and causing unnecessary trouble.
"That's not fair. If you want to become my apprentice and learn boxing or swordsmanship, come to my Yuan Shun."
Who doesn't know that in the capital city today, the Six Harmonies Wind and Cloud Blade is the most powerful and fierce...
We men should learn this kind of martial arts that is solid, straightforward, and skillful.
Whether in martial arts duels or battles, this swordsmanship is second to none.
"Wang Erya, you talk as if you were a man."
"You've got it wrong. He's a natural-born martial arts champion. If he studied under you, wouldn't he be unable to even read properly? How could he possibly understand military texts?"
Cheng Feiyan became furious when she saw someone trying to steal her business.
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