Chapter 113 Absolute crushing! The compacted yellow mud ground broke into fist-sized lumps. The midday sun shone brightly on the martial arts field. Fine dust flew in the beam of light, rising and falling with the rapid breathing. Shadows of people overlapped, and I don't know how many people were clinging to the wall of the martial arts field. Silence fell. Lan Tai lowered his head and saw swaying shadows under his feet. He turned to look at his master and found that Pang Qinghe had a blank expression on his face, or rather, he was so dull that he couldn't make any lively expression. Junior brother lost. In a fistfight, one side will either crush the other and hit back with all their might, or both will bounce off the other and retreat! They will never stick together like they are now. Then there is only one possibility, Liang Qu's control of strength is far better than Kou Zhuang! His upper body was not knocked back by the blow, but was dissipating the strength! Use distance to gain strength, stick to Kou Zhuang's fist, and then press back violently with the iron bridge posture! The absolute crushing of skill and brute force! With just one punch, the junior brother was defeated completely! Lan Tai looked at the grinning young man on the field and suddenly felt his mouth dry. The other party did it on purpose, just to get rid of all the bells and whistles.
The junior brother is extremely strong, like a giant, so he will compete with him in strength! Show everyone the most visually impactful and fiercest confrontation! Liang Qu was more than a head shorter than Kou Zhuang, but he used his fists to suppress the other party, forcing him to look up at him! What a fight, with punches and kicks. If the opponent comes to challenge us, we must crush him back with the strongest attitude. Those scholars, farmers, young masters and old masters outside could not understand the danger in the fight. They only knew that whoever had greater strength was stronger! Liang Qu is very strong now! Absolutely strong! Yang Dongxiong stroked his beard with a smile on his face. Xu Zishuai bit off the grass stems piece by piece and snorted, "He was born with strong bones and boundless strength. His second-level realm is comparable to that of a fourth-level martial artist. He is born extraordinary, but it's a pity that he is only comparable to the fourth level, not beyond it. Junior Brother Liang is truly a natural warrior, and he is stronger than the fourth level at the second level! What a pity for this big guy. " "what!" Kou Zhuang's eyes were red, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his arms were shaking. He stretched out his hand again, but it was intercepted by Liang Qu halfway. Their palms collided, and an imperceptible shock wave rose in the air. Yellow dust flew along the cross section and rolled out along the ground. Both parties turned into iron bulls and wrestled continuously, but one of them had a stake under his feet, and no matter how hard the other one crushed the ground, it was useless. Dragon tendons and tiger bones, the tendons are as big as a dragon, the bones are as strong as a tiger, with infinite energy and unlimited power, it can pull nine oxen backwards, and it is unstoppable! Liang Qu exhaled a long breath from his mouth and nose, and pulled his feet out of the ground. The tendons all over his body were entangled like a python, providing him with explosive power. His bones were more like copper and iron, extremely strong and powerful, and he pushed Kou Zhuang forward step by step. Kou Zhuang wanted to break free, but he couldn't. The two-meter-one big man was pushed back continuously by Liang Qu alone. The audience outside the wall was excited and the apprentices in the martial arts hall cheered loudly. The scholar on the wall was so excited that he took out the silver ingots in his arms and threw them into the wall. Fighting shirtless, Liang Qu didn't bother to play any tricks. The clothes were of the most ordinary cloth, and they exploded in the fierce turbulence of blood and energy with just one punch. Torn strips of cloth hung on the thick belt, revealing an extremely muscular upper body. His chest was broad and his muscles were strong but not lumpy. His lines were as smooth as flowing water.
The primitive wildness is overwhelming. Several female apprentices in the martial arts hall covered their eyes, but could not help but peeking a little. Even the ones brought by Pang Qinghe did the same. But if we were to say who was the most excited among the people present, it was undoubtedly Li Libo and Chen Jiechang who were hugging each other. They watched Liang Qu grow from a small fisherman to where he is today step by step! "Brother Shui is awesome!!!" Kou Zhuang felt dizzy. During the half year of learning martial arts, his master praised him for his extraordinary talent, and every one of his fellow disciples said that he had great strength and was a natural martial artist. It is impossible to stay in Huazhu County any longer, and everyone has high hopes for this competition. Can’t lose, can’t lose! Even more powerful force burst out from Kou Zhuang's body, and his muscles bulged. Liang Qu's steps froze, but he would not tolerate Kou Zhuang. He suddenly pulled his arms back to his chest, twisted his body, and kicked Kou Zhuang in the side of his waist. The air flow created by the toes whistled and lashed in the air like a whip. Kou Zhuang tried to stop it with his hand, but he couldn't. The terrifying power burst out like a flood, spreading from the arms, shoulders, back, waist and abdomen. Kou Zhuang's muscles all over his body trembled like water waves, the tension continued to vibrate, and finally exploded together. Like throwing a stone into a lake, splashing water. His entire body flew into the air, and finally fell to the ground, rolling continuously. The apprentices behind him retreated one after another, and Kou Zhuang rolled over and stopped only after he bumped into a stone pillar. After kicking a little giant away, the apprentices of Yang's martial arts school flushed red in the face, and felt a surge of excitement filling their chests. It is difficult for ordinary people to see such a scene, and their hearts are filled with emotion. As expected of Master Yang's disciple! Awesome!! Some villagers from Yixing Town traveled 16 miles to watch the competition, shouting Liang Qu's name. Kou Zhuang covered his waist and abdomen, all his facial features wrinkled together. The severe pain was like a python biting a person, spreading along the tendons, bones, blood and flesh. But he held his breath and stood up again. Liang Qu stood there, frowning slightly. They are both born with martial arts talents and are masters of martial arts. No matter in terms of skills or strength, the gap between the two sides is huge. He held back because the other master was relatively polite, otherwise he would have kicked him in the head. It's so tactless. If I had known earlier, I should have drawn a line and everyone who qualified would be considered a loser. Kou Zhuang readjusted his breathing, physical strength, internal energy, and blood energy, and pushed them all to the extreme. The ground caved in and a giant descended from the sky, attacking again.
Liang Qu rushed towards him almost at the same time. His right hand was as fast as lightning, slashing out and hitting the elbow that Kou Zhuang used to block. His left hand turned from a fist into a palm and chopped towards Kou Zhuang's neck. His momentum suddenly exploded. With his inner energy surging, Kou Zhuang contracted his body and put his hands in front of him to protect himself. Ignoring the severe pain of broken bones, he pushed Liang Qu's left hand away, stretched out his right arm, grabbed Liang Qu's shoulder, and tried to hit him from the side. Unexpectedly, Liang Qu withdrew his hand in time, pressed Kou Zhuang's right arm with his palm, and easily tucked it under the armpit. With this as the center, his left foot stepped into the ground, and his right foot rose like a dragon into the sky, kicking Kou Zhuang's neck to the side, almost separating it from the body, and his feet even left the ground. Kou Zhuang flew into the air, Liang Qu punched like arrows, hitting him several times in a row, and finally kicked him away with a side kick. The force rose from the ground, Kou Zhuang was like flying catkins, a tattered rag doll, powerlessly following the strong wind, bouncing along the ground and hitting the stone pillar again. Blood mixed with sweat spurted out, the stone pillar cracked into finger-wide cracks, and white ash fell down. The onlookers cheered loudly, and there were screams and shouts like thunder and waves. After several months, Liang Qu was no longer the Wuxia A'mon who relied on brute force to swing his fists, and the opponent's attempt to get close to him didn't work at all. Kou Zhuang fell to the ground as if dizzy, swallowing large mouthfuls of dust while breathing, which stuck to the mucous membrane of his throat. He wanted to cough, but there was no breath in his lungs. Liang Qu's final kick landed directly on his chest, knocking him completely out of breath. He was like an angry bull, but what he crashed into was the boundless ocean, causing only tiny splashes of water. "Da Zhuang, that's enough, we admit defeat." Pang Qinghe suddenly spoke. He has already seen clearly that Liang Qu is definitely not an ordinary person and there is a high probability that he has real martial arts skills. In a prefecture or a state, they encountered a genius that was rare in decades, so they had no choice but to accept it. "I haven't lost yet." Kou Zhuang panted heavily and uttered a few words through gritted teeth. He weighed jin when he was born. His mother had a difficult labor and was bleeding heavily. The midwife had to use a polished stone knife to cut open his abdomen and he was able to survive. When I was nine years old, my father went hunting in the mountains and was hit on the head by a falling rock. When he was found, he had been bitten to pieces by wild wolves. When he was twelve years old, he was five feet five inches tall. All the children in the village regarded him as a monster. The villagers said that he was a jinx who would kill his mother when he was born and his father when he grew up. When he was fifteen, there was a severe drought in the surrounding area. The village elder said that he had offended God and wanted to atone for the villagers. He harnessed the plow and plowed the fields from house to house every day like an animal. Later, bandits came and killed the villagers. They freed Kou Zhuang and wanted him to kill people again. It was his master who passed by and rescued him. He taught him martial arts and said that he was not a monster but a gift from God. Finally, I can finally do something for my master and fellow brothers. "How can we lose? How can we lose? How can we lose?" Kou Zhuang spat out a mouthful of blood foam, supported himself on the ground with his arms, his knuckles turned white, pinched the cracks in the stone pillars, and staggered to his feet again. The dust was stirred up by the air currents, and it rose and fell like a whirlwind in the blink of an eye. The blood vessels on his neck bulged out like thin red snakes, pulsating constantly. Kou Zhuang's entire body turned bright red, almost oozing blood! For a moment, the cheering audience fell silent, shocked by his horrifying will and unable to understand it.
If he gets up again, he will really be beaten to death. Isn't it just a competition? Liang Qu was surprised. What's going on, sit-ups? Am I a villain? Then he noticed a dark shadow flash in front of him, and when he came to his senses, Kou Zhuang disappeared. Pang Qinghe stood at the sidelines, holding his disciple with one hand, and slapped Kou Zhuang on the back of the head, knocking him unconscious. "We admit defeat in this game." (End of this chapter)