Chapter 14 Killing in a downtown city, changing the shape of a dragon

Author: Burn your dreams

Chapter 14 Killing in a downtown city, changing the shape of a dragon

"He went into the battlefield with three red strands of beautiful beards, and his heroic body shook one foot, just like a six-degree god cluster holding a living god."

In the hut, Gu Heng was humming a single sword and knowing how to do it.

Tomorrow is the day to go to the appointment. He had a premonition that there would definitely be no peace at the banquet of Ge Shugen.

Therefore, before attending the banquet, he had to adjust his state to the limit and be fully familiar with the changes of "full of the four ends".

Just in the narrow room, Gu Heng stepped on a circle and twisted the arcs and twists the four ends, and the qi and blood swelled around his body, loosened his waist and activated his hips, followed his hands and steps, and each step was one punch, and the bones vibrated, and the sound of the surging sea tide was faintly surging.

It is the basic step type of Sun Bin's boxing, staggering.

The word "彩潩" is taken from Sun Bin's art of war, which means not to walk the right path when retreating. The same is true for Sun Bin's footsteps. He sways left and right, and his body sways slightly, which seems to be erratic, but actually contains murderous intent.

The boxing book says: the Qi sinks into the tip of the Dantian and points to the ground, staggers and limps, moves left and right, do not change your feet when moving forward and backward, shake left and right to find the real opportunity.

As he walked, Gu Heng suddenly remembered Su Yuluo's depressed expression in the teahouse before, and he couldn't help but want to laugh.

Once your mind changes, your pace changes.

Gu Heng no longer walks in circles and draws circles, but walks straight and goes all the way. Even in such a narrow space, there is a spirit of a big world that can reach you as soon as you raise your feet.

It is exactly what the art of war calls "the combination of righteousness and wonder".

The strength goes from hand to foot, and then from foot to hand. Every move is combined, the inside and outside are connected, the shape and meaning are connected, and even the bone marrow is shaken, the roots are rising and the roots are falling. The deeper the accumulation of qi and force, the stronger the burst, and there will eventually be a river pouring out.

When the fist reached its heart's content, Gu Heng exhaled and sang it loudly with the lyrics:

"There will be a million troops who cannot stop him from chasing the wind cavalry for thousands of miles; you will have a thousand generals who can do it but can't stop the swords of Yanyue three times."

At the last word "Sword", Gu Heng turned around and slashed, the wind blew, the membrane was swelling, the bones were shaken, and a long and powerful chain of tiger roars came out.

It was like a big white-breasted worm that hung on the forest, but it was almost not ferocious, and it was only seen with great majesty.

With the spiritual realm of the "Heaven and Earth Melting Furnace", Gu Heng refined the beastly spirit of the tiger-shaped boxing in just one day to refine the tiger-shaped intention and integrate it into the weapons and techniques of Sun Bin's Fist.

"The killing move that combines pictographic fist and weaponry finally got a little nervous."

Gu Heng slowly let out a breath, his eyes deep.

Since he has been practicing the "Heaven and Earth Fuses" and the "Four Extremes", Gu Heng has begun to study how to integrate this boxing technique and refine a killer move that is enough to make a final decision.

After two days of hard work, he successfully combined the tiger-shaped bone-refining and horse-shaped bone-refining with the weapons and techniques in Sun Bin's boxing, and practiced two killer moves.

This speed of Chuangquan is quite impressive even if you look at the world.

It was also during this process that Gu Heng realized what advantages he had compared to the ordinary four strong men who refine the level.

The answer is adaptability.

The four levels of practice that go hand in hand make Gu Heng not have any obstacles before he can achieve success.

The spiritual realm of the furnace of heaven and earth allows him to easily control the spirit of boxing.

When the two are combined, perhaps the path he should take is to integrate hundreds of fists into himself?

At this moment, the phone suddenly vibrated.

Ge Li's rapid voice came from the other end.

"What happened."

Yangcheng, West District, late at night.

The orange-yellow fire flashed, and the rolling black smoke came with the wind with the rich smell of gunpowder.

The blazing flames rose, and the scorching blackness covered the cold light of steel.

During the fire scene, four black high-end cars were scattered, and figures with their heads hanging down could be seen vaguely.

No one made a sound when the flames engulfed them.

A surging crowd surrounded the cordon, some looked up at the fire source, while others bowed their heads and talked with the people around them.

Anyone with knowledge knows that this is the largest gang in the West District, the Tiger Claw Gang's convoy.

And the most identifiable dead person inside was the leader of the Tiger Claw Gang.

It is hard to believe that a master who was in his prime and in his year of fighting would die silently in a car accident.

Fifteen minutes later.

Gu Heng arrived at the scene, and Zhang Fang had just arrived. The two of them crossed the cordon and headed straight for the fire.

The operators of the City Defense Bureau had been guarding here for a long time. When Zhang Fang came over, they tacitly moved out of their position.

Several burnt corpses were lying neatly on the ground, undergoing examination by professional coroners.

Gu Heng glanced at Zhang Fang, Zhang Fang knew what he wanted and waved to them. The old coroners raised their heads, looked at each other, stood up, and moved out of their positions for them.

Gu Heng squatted down, his fingers closed together, and gently touched the spine of the corpse.

This corpse is the leader of the Tiger Claw Gang.

His neck bones were broken, his head was hanging down, his face was still solid, his jaw was covered with short beards, his roots were hard, and his appearance was solemn, with a bit of majesty of "no death to fight".

Just looking at his face, it is hard to believe that this is actually a dead person. It seems that he never realized the arrival of death before losing consciousness.

As a great expert in tiger shape, Gu Heng knew it as soon as he touched it. This gang leader was also a great boxing realm with tiger shape, and his fists were connected to the bones.

But it was the hardest bone in the whole body that could not withstand the opponent's attack at all.

Gu Heng squatted on the ground and lit a cigarette.

The smoke curled, blurring his sharp eyes.

Zhang Fang hugged his chest with his hands and was about to say something, but he saw Gu Heng's breath change completely!

His waist twisted and folded, as soft as boneless, and he accumulated strength and exerted all his strength in one breath, rolled up like a cloud of smoke, and rushed towards Zhang Fang, and the bounced up and down was almost silent.

The moment the cigarette butt was extinguished by the strong wind.

At this moment, Gu Heng was like a giant snake that poked out of the head and preyed on the clouds, grinding his teeth and sucking blood, and was ferocious.

The heart of the fist is inside and the eyes of the fist are inside. The shoulders are used to activate the fist face, and the joints are rotated layer by layer, bringing out a spiral penetration force. The force is in the middle finger, and the low drill is pierced out. Gu Heng's right arm shakes, as if he is throwing a stack of phantoms, and a sharp low sound is made in the air.

Zhang Fang felt a flash in front of his eyes, his fist had reached his throat, his hair was shivering all over his body, and thin sweat oozed out of his forehead.

As for the others, they didn't even notice what happened just now.

"My grass, are you crazy?!"

Zhang Fang took a big step and cursed.

Gu Heng withdrew his fist and frowned.

"wrong."

Just as Zhang Fang was about to say something, Gu Heng punched another way, his five fingers clustered like steel cones, his arms were bent, and he pointed to his throat.

The speed is not as fast as before, but it has more spirituality and vitality, and a sense of "grass snake's gray line, veins are hidden thousands of miles away".

It is like a giant snake. Every time it attacks, it will be in its body that winds thousands of miles deep in the mountains, exerting its strength together, and its strength is connected step by step, and finally it will burst out on the snake's head.

This time, Zhang Fang completely witnessed Gu Heng's punching process, but he felt even more shocking.

It’s like Mount Tai collapses, collapses and disintegration. No matter how clear you see it in the face of such a general trend, you can only wait for death.

At this moment, Zhang Fang understood Gu Heng's intention.

He is imitating the boxing skills of the murderer!

After being frightened once, Zhang Fang's ability to withstand a lot. He restrained his body's instinct and asked:

"How good is your punch?"

"At most, 70%."

Gu Heng let go of his five fingers, lowered his eyes and murmured:

"What a deep snake-shaped force."

Pictogram boxing has been the mainstay of boxing since ancient times.

It is also very important to say that the Southern Snake Fist is mostly soft, which takes the spirit of poisonous snakes, and has the body technique of splitting their fingers and folding their waists and necks. The Northern Snake Fist is mostly hard, which is like pythons wrapping and twisting, and has the power of breaking gold, broken wood and cracking stones.

This is the difference between hardness and softness in the snake shape.

From this move alone, Gu Heng could see that the other party had already practiced the snake shape to a state of harmony where yin and yang are combined, water and fire are combined.

At this point, boxing, divine will, and human body are almost indistinguishable from each other. I just don’t know whether he has cultivated a great change in the “leaping dragon gate” in the snake shape.

Gu Heng's five fingers were constantly tightening, and the tendons were like iron bars. They were twisted on his arms, bulging and calming down. After repeated several times, he frowned and said to himself:

"The snake-shaped entry into the body is a bit like a way to make a big progress in tendons, but..."

As he said that, Gu Heng's voice gradually faded, and he repeatedly pondered the essence of this punch in his mind.

He was so excited about his practice of boxing, but Zhang Fang, who was standing beside him, could no longer help but exclaim.
To be continued...