The situation didn't give me a chance to breathe at all.
My fists and feet were pounded down like raindrops, and there was some kind of plum blossom punch.
It was just a gangster beating me.
I'm not someone to be trifled with. , jumped into the air, and got another hard punch on the face.
"Boy, with your speed, you are no different from a turtle.
If you want to learn to hit people, you must first learn to be beaten."
Another kick hit my face, and I was thrown to the ground.
My chest was heavily stepped on.
Stay, can't move anymore.
"It's nothing to use dirty tricks.
If you have the ability to reveal your true identity, let's see if I don't beat you to death," I yelled.
"Hey, hey, you still have the ability to reveal your true identity.
Who can reason with you on the real battlefield?"
After saying that, the grandson kicked me in the face again, and I immediately hugged his legs and locked his stomach.
Position, kicked hard.
I originally thought that this kick was a sure shot, but I didn't expect it.
The old man moved very quickly, turned around, and grabbed my life gate.
"Holy shit" I groaned in pain, this old guy was so bad and he used all these tricks.
"Let go" "Fuck, boy, yours is quite big."
"roll" "Swear again" This guy squeezed hard and I collapsed.
This grandson is so bad.
He directly attacks the sensitive parts of others with obscene techniques.
This is the so-called plum blossom boxing.
"I was wrong, let go" "No, unless you call me grandpa."
I'm almost furious.
Although this guy's voice is extremely ugly, judging from his age, he can indeed be my father.
"Master, let go, don't do this."
I resigned depressedly.
"Hehehehe," the old man chuckled, coughed slightly and continued: "You call me dad and you think I will let go.
Then you are wrong.
This world is so incredible."
"Fuck you" I locked the position of his crotch and kicked out with an overwhelming kick.
This kick hit the vital part of Lao Immortal firmly.
Before he could pinch me, he was kicked away immediately.
I heard it from a distance.
A plop.
"Hey, you bastard, you kicked me to death," the old man screamed in pain.
Following his voice, I stood up and leapt forward, locked the position of my lower body, and kicked hard again.
"Damn it, stop it" "Bah, you think I'm so kind-hearted that I'll stop.
You're wrong.
I'm going to kick you to death.
The world is so unbelievable," I yelled.
There was still a dull pain in my lower body, but I absolutely couldn't do this to this old immortal.
Be merciful, I kicked him hard in the crotch.
The guy crossed his legs and turned sideways to cover, so I kicked him hard in the waist.
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As people get older, the waist is definitely a critical point.
I am like a scapegoat.
Kicked him a dozen times.
Then, without paying attention, this guy tripped me up again, and then quickly slipped away.
I could no longer find him in the darkness.
"Boy, you are so cruel.
I will never let you go this time," the male duck roared.
After locking the position of the sound, I stood up and kicked him in the air.
I punched him sideways and hit his clothes, scratching the edge.
After locking the position, I followed up with another kick.
At this time, I was hit hard on the back of my head again, and I pounced on the dog to eat shit.
I figured it out.
The so-called Plum Blossom Boxing was just a gimmick.
This old guy didn't see any powerful moves.
He just used my inability to see to sneak up on me.
I was very nervous.
I listened carefully to what was going on around me.
I smelled the smell next to me and realized something was wrong.
I kicked me hard.
This guy was grinning evilly next to me.
When he saw that I missed the target, he quickly came up to make up for it.
After several attempts, I was bruised all over my body, but I also figured out his tricks.
First I pretended to kick him, and then when he came over, I punched him head-on.
Finally, I hit this guy in the face.
Hug him directly and tightly hold his hair.
This time, the grandson had no more tricks to play.
I locked onto him tightly and was almost furious.
This guy failed every time.
It was not as simple as teaching martial arts.
He wanted to kill me completely.
"Damn it, I picked out your eyeballs, let's see how you continue to beat me."
I clamped him down and pushed him down, groping his face with my hands.
Seeing that I was about to kill him, the old man screamed: "We can't stop anymore."
Not big anymore” After saying that, the lights around me suddenly lit up, and I could see my surroundings clearly.
But I saw that this was an ancient-style training ground, a bit like a temple.
"Boy, you are really cruel.
I am teaching you how to recognize sounds and positions," the old man said under me.
I didn't let go.
Every word this old gouride said was a lie, just to beat me.
He would never let go until I understood him thoroughly this time.
"Ahem, cough, actually, you can't see me, and I can't see you.
I can identify your location entirely through breath and sound," the old man coughed.
"You fucking fart" I slapped him hard again.
"Holy shit" the old man covered his mouth, one of his teeth was knocked out, and his eyes almost popped out of his head with anger.
"Fuck you, teach me well.
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Why are you beating me?"
I asked angrily.
The old man dug out his teeth and said, "I'm here to stimulate your potential.
Otherwise, you won't be able to unleash your potential."
"Fart!"
I said again and cursed: "Aren't you plum blossom boxing?
Gouride, look at my dog fighting boxing."
After several violent attacks, the old man's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and my anger also subsided a lot.
This guy was almost beaten to tears by me.
I began to seriously doubt Yinniang's intentions and position.
There were eighty-one masters besides this guy.
You can't learn anything except being immoral.
"You have an Arhat physique.
Even if I have great martial arts skills, I can't defeat your strength, but your martial arts skills are really scummy," the old man whined with his mouth full of blood.
"Keep pushing."
I raised my hand to slap him again.
"Okay, okay, don't hit me.
I'll teach you this gongfǎ right away.
I'm still waiting to go back down below," the old man said.
"Go back downstairs."
I frowned and looked at him.
"Yes, I am the chief instructor of the 800,000 Yin soldiers.
I am Dragon Jiugong of Plum Blossom Counting.
I was appointed by the empress to teach you martial arts," the old man whined.
"The old boss of Mr.
Long Jiu has a pretty good name.
His martial arts skills are as bad as his character.
How can you teach a good yin soldier like you?"
I asked angrily with a smile.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's you who doesn't play your cards according to the routine.
Okay, okay, let me get up quickly," Long Jiugong begged.
I looked around and found a strong rope.
I grabbed him and moved closer, tying the rope around his neck to prevent him from turning off the lights and attacking again.
"Okay, old dog, you can get up," I stood up with a smirk.
Long Jiugong stood up staggeringly and was tied up by me like a dog.
He looked up to the sky and sighed: "My dear, I don't want to teach you anymore.
This is so fucking insulting."
Then, he turned around and looked at me fiercely, threw down a book, and said, "You can learn it on your own.
I'll just fulfill my responsibility."
After saying that, this guy turned into a ball of black smoke and disappeared, blending into the gaps in the floor tiles.
I thought I was really an old ghost.
My heart skipped a beat.
I dropped the rope and picked up the book.
But I saw Plum Blossom Mizong Fist written on the cover.
When I opened it, the pages inside were filled with martial arts moves.
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Each one has different shapes and exaggerated movements.
I sneer at these so-called martial arts secrets.
Martial arts is just a show-off and has no actual combat value.
Generally speaking, the so-called masters cannot even beat the little gangsters on the streets.
"Hey, why are you like this?
I asked you to study hard with Jiu Gong, but you beat the teacher away," Yin Niang's voice came from the darkness.
"Yinniang, Yinniang, is that you?
Listen to me, I am Ye Xianyou, Yinniang!"
I shouted to the dark sky.
Yinniang's sigh came from the sky: "I know you are Ye Hesity.
That was just the name Cheng Dongqing humiliated you and gave you.
Kasyapa Hesitation cannot last forever.
I hope you will not forget your identity.
You are the Dragon Subduing Arhat" "Ah" Yinniang's words seemed to have profound meaning.
She didn't care about her previous relationship with me at all, she just knew where I was coming from.
Bai Mei said, Yinniang no longer remembers what happened in her previous life, but I still have some illusions in my heart.
"Yinniang, I want to ask you a question.
You must tell me, okay?"
I begged loudly.
"Say it," Yinniang's voice came.
"Where is our child?
Where is our child now?"
I asked loudly.
No one answered in the air.
After a while, I saw countless blue lightnings entwined into a long arrow and shot down fiercely.
The electric arrow penetrated my body and immediately blew my soul away.
My soul-like body was shattered into pieces, like dust and powder.
I have never experienced such terrible pain.
"You are a monk, I respect you as an Arhat, and you actually teased me.
If it wasn't for the sake of the Buddha, you would have been beaten to death."
Yinniang's furious voice came, and there were bursts of thunder in the sky.
My soul was trembling and I pieced it together again.
Yinniang Yinniang really doesn’t recognize me anymore.
In her eyes, I am not her husband in the previous life, but a stinky monk.
I don’t think so.
"Yinniang, I" I kneeled in the center of the trial ground covered in bruises, with sad and heartbroken tears falling down my face.
"Do you really not remember anything about your past life?"
I choked sadly.
"Shut up, if you speak rudely again, I will never show mercy to Tathagata again," Yinniang roared.
The sky turned scarlet, like a rolling wave of blood turning the heaven upside down.
Yin Niang was really angry and I felt her endless murderous intent.
"Okay, I was wrong," I lowered my head and said nothing more.
I had to swallow the bitterness in my heart
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