Chapter 371

Everyone has a competitive heart, that is, because of this competitive heart, everyone is willing to be recognized by others. Therefore, everyone will be happy to hear good words and excited to get praise. Even sometimes because of the other party's praise, willing to do anything for the other party, go through fire and water, at all costs!

Accordingly, everyone will be angry when they are denied. Even if they don't show it directly on their face, they will feel uncomfortable in their heart.

Liu Rufeng is very uncomfortable now.

He has never been denied. Today is the first time. Although he knows that Hu Yifu is a master and his kung fu is really much better than himself, he doesn't bring such humiliation. After so much effort, there is nothing desirable?

I'm so angry! This old man is so angry!

It is precisely because of this extreme psychological imbalance that Liu Rufeng shows her unique skill - nine palaces and eight trigrams!

This footwork is really brilliant. Since Liu Rufeng's debut, every time he uses it, the effect is surprisingly good, and he never fails.

This is what he is most proud of.

Therefore, he is also very sure that the old man Hu Yifu will be shocked to death

He has practiced and used this set of footwork countless times. Therefore, I have been familiar with it for a long time, and I can use it at will.

Liu Rufeng first stepped on the position of the eight trigrams. Every two trigrams echoed each other and were full of changes. His body turned strangely, and he could not figure out where his people would move next. Later, he added rest, life, injury, Du, Jing, death, shock, and opening to the eight gates. The change of the location of good and bad luck made it more complicated and magical.

If an expert chooses to fight against him, he must be restricted to use this footwork, otherwise, he will lose miserably.

Liu Rufeng moves back and forth erratically. At first, he can see his figure clearly. Later, he can't even see his figure. In a round range, he can almost see several shadows of Liu Rufeng. No one can tell which one is the real Liu Rufeng.

Wonderful! Skilled! magical!

Liu Rufeng's heart is full of happiness, and the speed is faster and faster. Finally, a gust of wind seems to be blowing on the flat ground, covering him tightly inside.

From time to time, he squinted at Hu Yifu's expression, and found that the old man twisted his beard and squinted. He seemed very satisfied.

Hey, hey... Take it. Let's see what you say this time!

Just as Liu Rufeng was complacent, suddenly Hu Yifu called out: "stop!" The sound was like a thunder in the blue sky, which made Liu Rufeng almost fall to the ground.

Ma Di! I want to scare people to death

Liu Rufeng quickly adjusted his state, stopped and stood firm. He angrily went to Hu Yifu and accused him: "you are sick. I'm practicing very well. What are you shouting about?"

Hu Yifu was not moved. He turned his lips and said, "I'm tired. I can't do it. What are you doing all the time? I've lost my eye."

Liu Rufeng

Heart said, do you understand? Was the display not wonderful enough?

give the thumbs-up! You should be crazy.

Liu Rufeng was also angry. He glanced at Hu Yifu and said: "old man! Can't you say something nice? Praise me, you will die. What's the matter

Hu Yifu kicked Liu Rufeng's butt fiercely, his beard turned up, and he glared: "do I teach you or do you teach me? If you want to learn kung fu, shut your mouth. What else can you do? Keep practicing

"..." Liu Rufeng cursed silently in her heart. She said that I'll put up with it for a while and see what tricks you can play. Hum!

What else... Throwing knife? Yes, I'll practice flying dagger. This is the most urgent thing to break through now

Liu Rufeng starts to look around for props. After all, it takes wood to make props to practice throwing knives. What's the skill of throwing knives on the wall?

But he can't carry a board around, so now he has to find another one.

It's not bad. Liu Rufeng found it, but it's not a wooden board. It's a half meter long log, about 10 centimeters in diameter.

Make do with it

He murmured in his heart that Liu Rufeng arrived at the corner of the wall to fix the log, and then retreated more than ten steps.

Hu Yifu's pupil suddenly enlarges, the heart way: "flying knife? I didn't expect the boy to have this skill. "

The old man suddenly became interested. His spirit soared, and a thick breath enveloped his whole body. His eyes widened, he didn't yawn, he didn't feel depressed, and he was in a surprisingly good mental state.

After Liu Rufeng stood up, he held the bronze dagger in his hand, and then guided the real Qi in the Dantian with his mind. When the palm is full of white and yellow halo, gradually instill the breath of the palm into the dagger.

He had practiced this process many times, so he was very familiar with it. Soon, the temperature above the dagger rose to the same level as his body temperature, and a layer of white and yellow halo began to float on the blade.

Hu Yifu's eyes opened again.

Liu Rufeng didn't pay attention to Hu Yifu's expression at this time. All his attention was on the dagger in his hand. He felt that time was almost up. His eyes were shining, and his right hand made a very strange action at the same time. Then, the dagger had disappeared.

Looking up, the shining dagger has turned into a flying knife and shot at the front log. This time, Liu Rufeng infused more Qi than any other time. He could almost hear the sound of "splitting and cracking" when the flying knife was rubbing against the air.

Just listen to the dull sound of "Du ~ ~", the flying knife is firmly nailed on the log, with incomparable accuracy, and completely immersed in it.

Well done! I'm a genius!

Liu Rufeng adheres to the idea of self-sufficiency, while quietly praising himself, he goes to pull out the dagger, and then slowly goes back to wipe the sawdust on the dagger with his head down.

This time, he didn't bother to ask Hu Yifu if he was wonderful, because he knew that even if he asked, he would not get any good words from the old man.

Liu Rufeng just wiped his beloved Throwing Knife, but he didn't even look at the strange old man. Who knows, suddenly he cried out, "good! It's a wonderful Throwing Knife. It's great

This voice can almost be heard by people outside the prison. Liu Rufeng is also scared, and almost gets rid of the dagger in his hand. He glared at Hu Yifu and said, "you're sick. Don't be so surprised."

It suddenly occurred to me that the old man seemed to be boasting about himself, and then he said with a smile, "you, what did you say just now?"

Hu Yifu said with a smile, "I said that you are good at flying dagger."

Liu Rufeng heard it clearly this time, and then he was very proud of it. He said, "I'm still the old man. This is what I'm good at. Haha..."

Before he finished laughing, he soon had the impulse to rush over and chop the strange old man to death.

Just listening to Hu Yifu's next sentence, he jumped out of his mouth again, "but... It's ok..."