Chapter 108

"Practice family?" Duan Shan saw Ding Yi and his eyes flashed. He saw that Ding Yi had practiced Kung Fu.

"Brother --" Duan Zhong was hung up for a few minutes, but he couldn't speak. Seeing Duan Shan coming, his eyes darkened and he fainted on the spot.

Duan Shan's little brother rushed up to save him.

Duan Shan didn't attack immediately. He glared at general manager Wu and looked at Ding Yi: "brother, who is that sect? It's not a skill for you to bully these high school students who practice Chinese martial arts? "

"I have no choice but to be a high school student. I'm still a classmate with your brother. It's just that they have to bully me first, and I'm forced to fight back. In fact, I really want to reason with them. I personally support to convince others with virtue."

On the edge, Mr. Wu stood up and whispered a few words in Duan Shan's ear. He might have said it all before and after.

"Go and bring two cases of wine, one white and one beer." After hearing this, Duan Shan gave an order.

Someone immediately went and brought two cases of wine.

As he opened the box, he said to Ding Yi, "my brother is wrong. He shouldn't threaten you first, let alone do it first. I apologize for him."

When talking, pick up the bottle, bang, bang, one by one hit on his head.

He is the same as Ding Yi. He never changed his face and smashed two cases of wine in one breath.

After smashing, he waved his hand, and someone came to take a mop, a broom, and even a mop to clean up the box. The broken tables and benches were also cleaned up, leaving a large space of more than ten square meters.

Ding Yi didn't speak, just watched them working.

When they have finished, Duan Shan takes a steel pipe from his younger brother and throws it at Ding Yi's feet.

"Choose one of the hands and legs. After you prick it, you can go." He also wanted to avenge Duan Zhong.

But he didn't want to Tie Ding Yi in three places, just one.

He felt that he was very reasonable. You pricked my brother's hands and legs. I just want to prick you. You have nothing to say.

"I'm sorry, I don't hurt myself." Ding Yi said with a smile, "I just told President Wu that I'm really mean. I'm famous for being so mean."

"Otherwise, I won't remember your brother's Revenge if you ask me to do it three more times?"

"Hiss" general manager Wu, they are going crazy.

Son of a bitch Ding Yi, if he stabbed his brother, he would still stab his brother.

"Ha ha ha" Duan Shan was stunned at first, then laughed wildly.

"Dongning City, you are the craziest I have ever seen. Mr. Song is not as crazed as you." Mr. Song in Duan Shankou is one of the three tigers.

"It's the same with song Huchen." Ding Yi said coldly.

"To die." When Duan Shan heard this, he couldn't help it. He was like a cheetah, flying to Ding Yi.

Ding Yi has been on guard against him for a long time, and has been waiting for him.

Because although he killed Mingjin and Yinjin, he met Duan Shan for the first time, who was similar to his present state.

Both of them are just one step away from their strength. Despite their immortality, Ding Yi and he are rivals.

So Ding Yi plans to use him to practice boxing. He doesn't need Xianqi and strength to practice boxing.

Seeing Duan Shan rushing towards him, Ding Yi slipped, stepped on eight poles, and took advantage of the situation to poke Duan Shan's waist.

It's called "pointing the country" in the Baji gate. It's one of the three most powerful moves.

However, this period of mountain Kung Fu has been practiced for several years, and the actual combat experience is more than that of Ding Yi. Seeing that Ding Yi is about to be in front of him, he suddenly shakes his shoulders and wrists his waist like a woman.

He takes his waist with his shoulder. It's called "transforming willows in the wind." it's the skill of eight trigrams. In a moment, his waist is like catkins, moving with the wind, and he just flashes by.

Ding Yi's stab almost slipped close to his waist.

Almost at the same time when he dodged Ding Yi's poke, whoosh, his right palm turned into a fist, like a dragon's eye, with a fierce wind, he flew away at Ding Yi's pharyngeal bone.

Duan Shan's traditional Chinese skill was learned from his master. He practiced it tens of thousands of times a year. He was skilled in moves and fast in movement. With this change, he hit Ding Yi's throat bone in a flash.

If Ding Yi doesn't use immortal Qi or is hit by him before he practices inner alchemy, he will burst his throat and die on the spot.

This is a direct attack on Ding Yi.

If it's Ding Yi in the past, he can either put the immortal Qi in his throat and let Duan Shan hit him. Duan Shan's fist will be broken first.

Either by the tough body, directly bear, Duan Shan will certainly feel himself hit a steel plate.

But now Ding Yi is also learning Chinese martial arts and doesn't want to use his plug-in.

Between lightning and flint, his neck shrinks and his height is reduced by more than ten centimeters.

Both sides of the offensive are close to each other's body slip.

"It's from bajimen." Duan Shan sneered, then stepped forward, swish, and suddenly kicked out to take Ding Yi's stall.

He has a fist and a foot. He uses Chinese martial arts, but it's more like self combat.

He has been in the society all the year round, and there are many fights, so he uses the fastest and most appropriate means of killing people.

The purpose of Chinese martial arts is to strengthen the body and defend the country. When Duan Shan gets there, he just wants to beat his opponent or kill others as soon as possible.

No wonder you didn't get the strength of Mingjin either. What you practiced was killing people. Ding Yi didn't move. He twisted his leg and said, "rise, change, float, shake." four characters of real body, eight poles change, four directions change in a second.

This change, the speed is a bit out of the norm, Duan Shan, who has practiced Chinese martial arts, can't see clearly. He only feels his kick, bang, as if he has kicked something, but also as if he hasn't.

You come and I go, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish.

Ding Yi has been practicing alone these days. Today, he finally found an opponent who is similar in realm. He is also happy to practice with him as a companion. He is familiar with the essence of Bajiquan.

Tiger master's book of Bajiquan contains boxing, palm technique, footwork, body technique and even Sabre technique. Besides the most powerful shooting technique of bajimen, it has everything.

Ding Yi has learned all of them. It's time to test them today.

In the process of practicing boxing, we must be equal in strength and close in realm. If we change to the broken stone army of that day, our national skill cultivation will be above Ding Yi.

When he moves, he will be shocked and fierce. Ding Yi can't resist it if he wants to use his national skills. As long as he has immortal Qi and his inner alchemy, he can compete. That won't help him to master Baji boxing.

Now Duan Shan is a trainee. Ding Yi has played with him for more than 30 moves.

After more than 30 moves, Duan Shan's face began to change.

Not only his face changed, but the sweat on his head also flowed down from his eyes and eyebrows.

Don't look at such a short fight, he will try his best in every move, and soon he will be tired.

Why does the dark force and the clear force want to avoid firearms before the transformation of force.

Because they don't have stamina.

Even if you dodge the first shot, the second shot, maybe you can't dodge the third shot.

It's easy to get tired because it doesn't work hard and has no strong internal support.

Duan Shan has just played more than 30 moves, but he can't do what he wants. His speed and strength are falling wildly. At the same time, he pays close attention to Ding Yi, and finds that Ding Yi seems to be calm, and his strength is far above him.

"Stop." At this time, he sold a flaw, swish, step back to the corner: "no, I'm not your opponent, I admit defeat."

Ding Yi didn't force him to go up either. He closed his fist and laughed: "it's OK not to fight. Tie three times and take your brother away."

"Grass." Duan Shan's younger brothers burst into rage one after another. If they want to rush up, you have to pay attention to others.

"Don't move." Duan Shan yells to stop them, and then gives Ding Yi a hard look, as if to keep him in mind.

Everyone is practicing Chinese martial arts. He knows that Ding Yi is no match for more than a dozen people today, unless he comes with a gun in the future.

You have seed, you don't have Mingjin, think it's invincible?

"You'll regret it." Duan Shan put down a cruel word, took a steel pipe, puffed, and then put his hand on his other arm.

"Brother Shan."

The younger brothers of "brother Shan" were filled with grief and indignation.

"Can we go now?" Duan Shan glared at Xiangyi.

"When I speak, I always mean what I say. If I say it three times, I must say it three times." Ding Yi is unmoved. I didn't stab you personally. I've given you a chance.