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    The group of children got excited, but found that the stones were either caught or dodged, and the two beggars rushed up like wild bulls.

    Seeing that they were unable to hit him, these children took advantage of the strength of their numbers and rushed forward. Five or six of them struggled with Fu Xiaowa and Xiaowen.

    Fu Xiaowa didn¡¯t want to fight, but Xiaowen was beaten to a bloody head every day, and it was not an option to continue like this.

    These children are all newbies from rich families. They have been pampered in the city. They have only been here for a few days and have not learned much.  Fu Xiaowa has been cutting firewood in the mountains since he was a child. He walks dozens of miles every day to buy and sell firewood, and his body is very strong.  Fu Xiaowa didn't hit them, he just hugged them and threw them to the ground. The children were left chewing mud and crying on the ground.

    Soon, two or three children were thrown to tears. Just when Xiaowa and Xiaowen were about to gain the upper hand, there was a sudden bang. Fu Xiaowa looked around and felt a chill in his heart. He saw Xiaowen being knocked away.  Sliding a short distance on the ground, nose bleeding.

    The sudden change made everyone stop. They saw a child who arrived at an unknown time. He was dressed in brocade and satin. He was obviously different from the children next to him. He was the son of a wealthy family at first glance.

    Fu Xiaowa looked at the child in silence, his eyes staring straight at each other.

    "Boss Gentleman, it's great that you're here, help us beat them up, oh oh oh!" A child got up from the snow with a grin on his face.

    "Two beggars dare to bully my brother Shen Zhengming. I am really tired of living!" The child named Shen Zhengming put on a martial arts posture, and it seemed that he had learned some kung fu.

    "They are the ones who keep making trouble for us. Who is bullying whom?" Xiao Wen wiped a nosebleed on the ground and got up.

    "So what if I'm causing trouble for you. You two scoundrels, you are born to be a bitch. I'm making trouble for you because I think highly of you. People like you are not even as good as a footbath in our house!"  cried the child.

    The child named Shen Zhengming nodded: "They are right. You are servants, so you should act like servants. How can you be spared if you dare to deceive your master and offend your superiors!"

    "The servants are also human beings, Brother Xiao Frog, fight with them!" Xiao Wen got up from the ground with red eyes, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists and rushed over.

    Seeing that Xiaowen¡¯s offensive was unmoved, Shen Zhengming said calmly: ¡°Cloud-Piercing Fist!¡±

    I saw Shen Zhengming pressing down on his horse, stabilizing his lower body, and punching like a cloud, avoiding Xiaowen's fist, hitting Xiaowen's chin from the abdomen upwards, with a snapping sound, Xiaowen immediately flew out, and Fu  Xiaowa hurriedly supported Xiaowen from behind to prevent him from falling to the ground.

    The children around him were cheering for joy, the corners of Xiaowen¡¯s mouth were bleeding, and Fu Xiaowa was heartbroken. Now they were about to face the most tragic result.  Shen Zhengming was approaching step by step, and the dangerous aura was pressing in. It was impossible for Fu Xiaowa and Xiao Wen to fight against him. They couldn't defeat the martial arts practitioners. They had no choice but to let the mermaid be their flesh and face the most miserable situation.

    Shen Zhengming was approaching, Fu Xiaowa and Xiao Wen were trembling, and their fists were raised. They were the fists of martial arts practitioners. They were as powerful as a tiger, breaking bones and tendons. He wanted to strike, but no one could withstand this.  Quan, even a year old man, while Fu Xiaowa and Xiaowen are just children, thin children.

    That punch had already landed, and there would soon be blood everywhere. Fu Xiaowa closed his eyes tightly in despair, waiting for this nightmare to come.

    "Cloud-Piercing Fist!"

    This is indeed the Chuan Yun Fist, a very authentic Cloud Chuan Fist, with perfect amplitude and clean strokes. However, this shout did not come from the mouth of Shen Shen Zhengming, but from Xiao Wen, who saw Xiao Wen shouting the Chuan Yun Fist,  One punch avoided Shen Zhengming's punch and hit Shen Zhengming's chin directly from the abdomen.

    This sudden change caught Shen Zhengming off guard. For the first time, he faced his own boxing technique, which turned out to be the Cloud Piercing Fist used by his opponent.  Fortunately, his formal martial arts training allowed him to retreat back and use his palms to defend himself. Xiaowen's fist missed his chin.

    Shen Zhengming touched his chin in astonishment. He was just a little bit away from being hit. He couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe that this little beggar could actually know Master Chen's Cloud Chuan Fist.

    Being forced to do this by the beggar, Shen Zhengming couldn't help but become angry and angry, and he couldn't help but act cruelly. He changed his stance and shouted sternly: "Cloud Chuan 2, Dragon Soaring!"

    He transformed his arms into dragons, wrapped around them and struck with his elbows. The force of the elbow strike was several times that of the punch, and the one who hit it suffered broken bones and tendons. Seeing that the situation was not good, Fu Xiaowa immediately rushed forward and put his body between the two of them.  Instantly, Fu Xiaowa's body was hit by Shen Zhengming's elbow, and his internal organs suddenly tumbled, and his ribs were about to break.

    Seeing the blood flowing out of the corner of Fu Xiaowa's mouth, Xiaowen immediately lost his mind and shouted: "Cloud-Piercing Style 2, Dragon Soaring!"

    It turned out to be the same move as Shen Zhengming, an elbow strike slammed into Shen Zhengming¡¯sShen Zhengming was hit hard on the chest. He couldn't help but take a few steps back and stood on the ground in shock.  Xiaowen had not practiced basic skills and was not strong enough. Even if he hit, it did not cause serious damage to Shen Zhengming, but it was a solid blow and made Shen Zhengming uncomfortable.

    "You, you, I'm going to beat you to death, three moves of cloud piercing, and thunder!" The child Shen Zhengming also blushed. He had never been insulted like this before.

    The snow danced, and when it fell on the arm, it turned into water. The muscles in Shen Zhengming's arm swelled sharply, and the internal energy gathered together, as if it contained the power of a thousand. Seeing this, Shen Zhengming was really serious. If possible, this time  There will be fatalities, and everyone is looking at what is going to happen out of control with fear.

    "Stop!" At this moment, a sudden shout ended the bloody scene that was about to happen.

    As everyone looked, they saw an old man with a childlike face and heavy hair appearing with several strong men. At this time, the children were petrified, like courageous mice, shrinking for fear of being seen.

    "Master" Shen Zhengming was also shocked. Although he was a child, he knew this man. He was the number one martial artist in the Tai'an martial arts school and Xiao Yuntian, the old apprentice of the old gym owner. He was the authority in the hearts of the apprentices.  The presence.

    "What are you doing, killing each other?" Xiao Yuntian's voice was as loud as a bell, making people fearful.

    Xiao Yuntian glanced sharply, and no one present dared to say anything.

    The boy named Shen Zhengming said quickly: "Master, here's what happened. These two servants made rude remarks and we are about to teach them a lesson!"

    "Why are you so rude? How often do you not throw stones at us these days!" Xiao Wen said angrily.

    "What do you two do?" Xiao Yuntian looked at Fu Xiaowa and Xiaowen.

    "Wewe are the handymen in the woodshed!" The two men lowered their heads.

    "Just now I saw you use Chuan Yun Fist. Do you know that if you learn martial arts secretly, you will be punished with a stick!" Xiao Yuntian said sternly.

    "No, no, I can guarantee that Xiao Wen has never secretly learned martial arts. He has never known martial arts!" Fu Xiaowa was frightened and stood in front of Xiao Wen and hurriedly explained.

    "What happened to the Cloud-Piercing Fist just now?" Xiao Yuntian asked.

    At this time, Shen Zhengming seemed to be looking for an opportunity and hurriedly said: "They must have secretly learned martial arts, and they actually know one or two moves of Chuanyun Fist. This is the Kung Fu that Master Chen taught me privately, and new apprentices are not qualified!"

    "I saw him making gestures like this, and I learned from him!" Xiao Wen said.

    "Lying, deceiving, how is it possible? Master Chen taught me step by step no less than twenty times, and after several days of actual combat practice, I have already mastered it. You can do it after just one look?" Shen Zhengming shouted.

    "Everything I say is true, it's up to you to believe it or not!" Xiaowen began.

    Fu Xiaowa was very anxious, but he had no choice. What could he do? He was just a handyman and couldn't do anything.

    This is indeed an unconvincing statement. If you say you can learn it after seeing it once, why would the martial arts school invite martial arts masters?

    Xiao Yuntian saw what happened just now. He was silent for a moment, brushed his long beard, and said to the young man next to him: "Qingyun, show him the most basic move of the Everlasting Hatred Fist!"

    "Yes, Master!" The strong man named Qingyun bowed his hands and took the order.

    As the snow danced down, Qingyun stepped forward, stood in the open space, made a hand gesture, stamped his legs on the ground, drew a giant circle in the sky with his palms, and shouted: "Look out, the Everlasting Regret Fist is coming.  Hand gesture, everlasting hatred shakes the sky!"

    There was a fierce sound, and a set of boxing skills was performed smoothly in Qingyun's hands.  In the final closing position, Qingyun Fist returns to the waist, and the space seems to still have the flying and phoenixing fist path just now.

    "Okay, now you use this boxing technique to hit me!" Xiao Yuntian said calmly.

    "Can you take it seriously?" Xiao Wen said.

    Xiao Yuntian nodded.

    Xiaowen clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and took a step forward. He also drew a giant circle in the air with his palms. The fists clenched by his skinny hands followed Qingyun's boxing techniques and moved towards Xiao Yuntian.

    Xiao Yuntian¡¯s eyebrows couldn¡¯t help but move. He has taught countless disciples in the boxing gym, and he has never seen anyone beat Changhen Zhentian to such a standard in the first time.

    Xiao Yuntian only lightly blocked it with one hand, and Xiao Wen's fists all missed. The last punch fell on Xiao Yuntian, like hitting an iron plate, which made Xiao Wen's hands numb.

    The last punch was Xiao Yuntian¡¯s deliberate attempt to test Xiaowen¡¯s punching power. It was obvious that the lethality of this punch was seriously insufficient. This was due to his basic skills.  But the martial arts talent shown in Xiao Wen is truly astonishing.  `

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