Panic For 10000 Years

"Wen has no first and no military has no second. Martial Artists fight against each other. It is common for Martial Artists to be killed and injured. You have to get used to it as soon as possible."

Old Zheng warned repeatedly, "Similarly, if you lose to someone else, or even get killed by someone, then you are not as good in your art and skills as others.

For this reason, as Martial Artist, we must be cautious. Yes, be patient in everything, don’t easily do anything with others, or be prepared at all times to have the consciousness to put life and death out of your life."

"Yes, dísciple remembers the teachings."

Dian Wei looking thoughtful, Lian Dao.

Old Zheng nodded, waved his hand: "Okay, I will stop here today and continue tomorrow."

……

The next day.

Dian Wei walked into the hall and just finished warming up, with sweat beads all over his body.

Old Zheng was drinking morning tea, looked up at Dian Wei, then waved, the maid hurried over to listen to the order.

"Go, call'Meng Di' in."

Russell, a dark-skinned, cold-faced young robust man stepped in. He is 1.8 meters tall and has very thick arms. , It’s thicker than an ordinary person’s thigh, too strong.

I don't know if it's the reason for the cultivation Mountain Shifting Art. It seems that the apprentices of breakthrough blood energy are all in the style of a tough guy.

Dian Wei looked at himself. He was about one meter tall and his body was bulging with muscles without a trace of fat.

However, his figure doesn't seem to be obviously strong and majestic, but tends to be compact and well-proportioned.

As soon as Meng Di entered the door, his gaze swept down, and his gaze suddenly fell on Dian Wei, staring deeply, as if he was facing an enemy.

Seeing him like this, Dian Wei's heart is inexplicable.

Old Zheng slowly put down the cup, opened the mouth and said leisurely: "Meng Di, close the door, you and Dian Wei had a trick."

"Yes."

Meng Di took a deep breath, turned around and closed the door, then turned around, staring at Dian Wei, and said blankly: "Dian Wei Junior Brother, Huang Yichang Junior Brother’s arm is your discount, yes Right?"

Dian Wei eyebrow raised.

But without waiting for him to speak, Meng Di each minding their own business went on to say: "Yesterday I heard that Junior Brother Huang's arm was broken, so I went to see it and asked him what happened. But he I still refused to say. Now I finally understand that Junior Brother Huang was defeated by you by Junior Brother. He was ashamed, said sorry."

Dian Wei continued: "I can win Senior Brother Huang It’s just a fluke that’s all, no, it’s actually an accident, he was not prepared."

Meng Di hearing this, his face is still solemn, even showing a little nervousness, cup one fist in the other hand said solemnly: "Anyway, please also Junior Brother show mercy."

Dian Wei was speechless, no matter how you think you are better than me!

Looking at Meng Di nervously, Dian Wei himself became a little nervous, and he inhaled: "How can it be, you should ask the brother to show mercy."

"Please!" Meng Di stopped talking nonsense, took two steps back cautiously, and then set his posture.

Dian Wei raised his fists, pointed his toes forward, concentrated his attention highly, and observed Meng Di.

How can I think that Meng Di stood there for a while, but didn't attack.

See this situation.

Dian Wei is a bit speechless, thinking, this Meng Di is really a steady brother, such a person is absolutely impossible.

But he changed his mind, that Huang Yichang looked very strong, but he failed with one move. What about this Meng Di?

Thinking of this, Dian Wei immediately realized that what Old Zheng said were insightful.

Just like this moment, he doesn't know how strong Meng Di is, and Meng Di doesn't know how strong he is.

You only know if you have played.

Then, before the start of the fight, they didn’t know the details of each other and had no choice but to spare no effort. How could they bother to consider whether to show mercy or not, and save a bit of strength for the shot, and win first, even if The attack was too fierce and killed the opponent.

In this way...

Dian Wei stared at Meng Di intently, spit out the blood energy under his feet, and charged ahead violently, quickly drawing closer.

Meng Di eyes shrank, with both fists apart in front of him.

Dian Wei bullied him and smashed his fist with a white light flashing on his fist.

"Huh!" Meng Di yelled, making rounds of punches almost at the same time, with rays of light spitting out of his fists.

Boom, two fists collide!

Between the fists, the broken white light burst open.

The wind from the fists made the tips of two people's hair flutter backward.

Dian Wei's right fist bounced back, and then his left fist was handed out and hit Meng Di's chest.

"Combi!" Meng Di startled, blood energy gathered at the chest to form a defense.

There was a muffled sound.

Dian Wei's left fist was imprinted on Meng Di's chest, and he felt a resistance to his fist, but the resistance was not strong. Like cotton, it was instantly pierced by the fist.

Next, Dian Wei felt his fist hit the flesh.

Meng Di's chest was sunken, and his whole body trembled fiercely, as if all the air in his chest had been beaten out.

He took a step back, one-knee kneels down, clutching his chest, his face flushed to blue.

Dian Wei stopped, looked at Meng Di who was kneeling in front of him, blinked, a little unbelievable.

At this time, Meng Di's fist was red and swollen, his skin was torn, blood was leaking, and his chest was hurt.

Old Zheng stood up, walked in front of Meng Di, and said indifferently: "Go down to heal."

Meng Di took a sigh of relief and looked at Dian with a strange look. Wei, got up and said, "Old Zheng, dísciple can still be played."

I was a little unconvinced.

Old Zheng shook his head and said: "Your total blood energy is almost the same as Dian Wei, but your martial skill is too rough. You can't use blood energy as well as Dian Wei. You can't beat him. "

Meng Di bowed his head sadly.

Old Zheng said in a negative hand: "Success or failure is only a moment. Go back and hone it. You still have the hope to step into the blood energy 3rd-layer."

Meng Di didn't speak, and turned around. went.

Old Zheng turned his head and looked towards Dian Wei and said seriously: "Do you feel it, Mountain Shifting Art cultivation giant strength, as long as you can hit others, you can often solve the battle with one punch."

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"giant strength..."

Dian Wei couldn't help but look at his fist.

"Take a break, and you will have another fight in the afternoon." Old Zheng lay down on the bamboo chair, basking in the sun.

……

It's afternoon.

Old Zheng summoned one person into the hall.

Dian Wei saw that the other party was a woman, surnamed Wei named Xiuzhi, and her face was as flat as her chest.

"Old Zheng, what do you want me to do?" Wei Xiuzhi asked with his hands on his hips, with a carefree temper.

Old Zheng: "His name is Dian Wei. You fought with him."

Wei Xiuzhi looked at Dian Wei and his expression changed: "Did you already have a blood energy 2nd layer? Is it?"

Dian Wei said: "Just a breakthrough not long ago, please Senior Sister for pointers."

"Don't worry, I will give you pointers." Wei Xiuzhi shook his hand. Fists, ka ka banged, and a fierce look appeared on his face.

Dian Wei is awe-inspiring.

The next moment, Wei Xiuzhi has already rushed over. His footwork is very good, and his footsteps are almost silent.

Dian Wei quickly retreated and shifted, clenching his fists and raising them.

Wei Xiuzhi stepped on the ground abruptly, suddenly accelerated and rushed forward, raising his fists and punching.

"So fast!" Dian Wei refreshed, predicting that Wei Xiuzhi would hit his left cheek, and immediately raised his left arm for protection.

The blood energy gurgled and gathered to the outside of the left arm.