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Chapter 8 Teaching by Precept and Deed(1/2)

Wang Hongfei stopped talking nonsense and stepped forward directly.

His palm technique has overwhelming power, and when used, it is like a swimming dragon, flying vigorously and continuously!

Zhang Chuyao frowned, Wang Hongfei's palm skills had already reached the level where he had just glimpsed the door.

Instead of confronting him head-on, he used the lifting technique, and his whole body immediately became light and airy. He distanced himself from Wang Hongfei and picked up a few stones from the ground.

What he chose was the pull tactic.

Leafdart!

Whoosh!

The stones, mixed with the sound of breaking through the air, hit Wang Hongfei's groin and forehead!

Bang bang!

The pebbles turned into two balls of powder under Wang Hongfei's palm!

Seeing that Zhang Chuyao could not be caught for a while, Wang Hongfei said to Wei Hu, who was standing aside and could only stare blankly: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Go and capture that boy Yu Xiaotian first!"

"Oh, good!"

Wei Hu quickly reacted, looked at the beggar who was fighting with Yu Xiaotian on the side, and joined in without saying a word.

"Xiaotian, be careful!"

Zhang Chuyao quickly reminded him that after all, Wei Hu's level was as high as Yu Xiaotian's, and with a group of beggars, Yu Xiaotian might not be able to resist him.

It's time for a quick victory!

Thinking of this, Zhang Chuyao no longer dodges, and uses the Po Feng Fist to have a head-on confrontation with Wang Hongfei!

"Master, don't worry, I'm here to help senior brother!"

By coincidence, Xu Sanpang, who had just returned from taking a shower, happened to see this scene. Without saying a word, he swished three small stones and shot them towards Wei Hu!

Wei Hu didn't have the same palm skills as Wang Hongfei, so he could only try his best to dodge.

Even so, Xu Sanpang was hit in the abdomen.

He had been punched in the abdomen by Zhang Chuyao, and before the injury healed, he was hit again and screamed in pain.

Seeing Wei Hu being restrained by Xu Sanpang, Zhang Chuyao felt a little relieved.

He glanced at Yu Xiaotian who was fighting with the group of beggars and suddenly shouted:

"Xiaotian, watch it!"

"Yes, Master!"

Yu Xiaotian didn't know what his master wanted him to see, but he still made time to look in Zhang Chuyao's direction.

Zhang Chuyao shouted, secretly using his words and deeds to teach:

"Broken Wind Fist!"

"The first pose, broken wood pose!"

As he spoke, Zhang Chuyao mobilized his internal strength and concentrated all his strength on his fist to break the face.

Its power is as powerful as breaking a bamboo!

Wang Hongfei didn't dare to meet him head-on, so he ducked sideways!

I saw a fist wave surging!

With a 'bang' sound, the fist fell on the wooden door behind Wang Hongfei. The intact wooden door was instantly shattered!

Wang Hongfei frowned slightly.

"Second form, empty-breaking form!"

This punch can break through the air. It is more powerful and faster. The fist rubs the air and makes a roar!

Wang Hongfei's face changed slightly. Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, he quickly mobilized all his internal strength, concentrated it on his arms, and said: "Tiger Punch Fist!"

The fist wind is like a tiger's, and the momentum is like a tiger's roar!

Snap!

The two fists collided, making a roaring sound. Zhang Chuyao was shocked by Wang Hongfei's punch and took three steps back.

But Wang Hongfei took five steps back before he could barely steady himself!

He only felt that his arms were numb from the shock, but Zhang Chuyao had a calm expression.

He asked in surprise, "You are only the third level of heaven after tomorrow, how come you have such strong inner strength?"

Zhang Chuyao did not reply to him, but gathered all his inner strength, spread it on his fists, and said lightly:

"Third style, breaking wind style!"

Hearing this, Wang Hongfei's expression changed drastically, "There is a third style!?"

This punch is not as powerful as the previous two moves, but rather restrained in power. It looks like the two fists are floating lightly, as if they are playing in the wind!

Lifting technique and breaking wind technique!

Thump thump thump!

In just two or three steps, Zhang Chuyao came to Wang Hongfei!

Bang!

Wang Hongfei saw that the punch lacked momentum, but he did not dare to be careless. He quickly raised his hand to block his chest. Unexpectedly, the fist that had just hit his chest suddenly changed its trajectory and hit Wang Hongfei's chin!

ah!

Accompanied by a scream, two teeth popped out of Wang Hongfei's mouth, then turned 720 degrees in the air and landed in a panic!

Yu Xiaotian saw the three styles of ‘Breaking Wind Fist’ performed by his master from the side, his eyes flashed, and he had some understanding in his heart:

The first two moves go straight forward in order to build up momentum, while the last move is restrained in momentum and makes people unable to figure it out. This is the real essence!

[Ding! Congratulations to the host's disciple Yu Xiaotian for breaking through to the realm of "Broken Wind Fist" and the host's "Broken Wind Fist" to the realm of entering the palace. 】

[Ding! Get ten teaching points!]

Zhang Chuyao nodded, feeling happy in his heart. He was not surprised at all about Yu Xiaotian's improvement in the realm of 'Broken Wind Fist'. After all, his [Mentor] title and his words and deeds could increase his comprehension speed by 20%.

Coupled with the training of fighting with a group of beggars, it would be abnormal not to break through!

on the other side,

Xu Sanpang used the lifting technique to distance himself from Wei Hu so that he could not even touch the corners of his clothes. He also kept shooting him with leaf darts and flying kites. Wei Hu couldn't stand it anymore. At this time,

There were already lumps of swelling on his head.

"I was wrong, I was wrong!"

At this time, Wei Hu saw that Wang Hongfei was beaten so hard that he could not get up, so he quickly begged for mercy.

boom!

Yu Xiaotian's Breaking Wind Fist had reached the level where he could first see the door, and it was no longer difficult for the ordinary beggars to tangle with him. They all fell to the ground with just three or two punches from him!

"Master." Yu Xiaotian clapped his hands and walked over. He glanced at Wang Hongfei, who had been beaten into a pig's face by his master, and asked, "How should we deal with these people?"

"Tie them up first."

Hearing this, Yu Xiaotian and Xu Sanpang were not polite. They found ropes and tied up all the people in the yard, making them kneel in a row.

Zhang Chuyao continued to lie on the recliner.

"Master, everyone is tied up."

"Well, okay, let's soak the pig cage."

"Okay, Master."

Wang Hongfei: "?"

Wei Hu: "..."

"No, don't! I was wrong, don't immerse me in the pig cage, I won't dare to do it again next time!" Wei Hu was the most spineless, and he was so frightened that he quickly begged for mercy.

"Yes, we don't dare anymore..." The group of beggars also begged for mercy.

"Huh, trash! A bunch of spineless things!" Wang Hongfei looked at Wei Hu and his men beside him with disdain, and proudly raised his swollen chin. It seemed that he didn't bother to be with this group of people.

He looked at Zhang Chuyao with stern eyes and said, "Come here if you have the ability!"

Zhang Chuyao walked up to this person and wanted to see how hard Wang Hongfei's bones were.

"you……"

"What's wrong with me?"

"What do you see me doing?"

"Huh?" Zhang Chuyao frowned and clenched his fists hidden under his sleeves.

Wang Hongfei saw that Zhang Chuyao seemed to want to take action, his face changed slightly, and his swollen chin immediately cracked with an ugly smile and said: "I mean, brother, there is no need to look at me like a beggar, I'm afraid I will dirty your face, brother"
To be continued...
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