Qin Xianyun helped Qu Wenyin pack her things, then left her his address and a key. After watching her get into the taxi, he picked up his spirits and walked towards Xiaoxiang Boxing Gym.
After what happened to Qu Wenyin, Qin Xianyun was even more determined to find that person with the surname Chen. However, Qin Xianyun found it strange that this person would appear during the 10th anniversary celebration of the Xiaoxiang Boxing Gym. Could it be that he had something to do with the Xiaoxiang Boxing Gym? However, even if that person had a close relationship with the boxing club, Qin Xianyun couldn't take the liberty to inquire about it. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good if it aroused suspicion.
When Qin Xianyun arrived at the Xiaoxiang Boxing Gym again, it was already close to two o'clock in the afternoon. On his way to the boxing gym, he had eaten fast food at a small restaurant by the roadside, so he was delayed for a while.
Before she entered the door, Qin Xianyun heard a wave of earth-shaking shouts coming from inside, attracting passers-by to stop and watch from time to time. Moreover, there were people constantly squeezing into the boxing gym. Qin Xianyun also followed the crowd in.
On the high platform built in the boxing gym, there were two people fighting fiercely. One of them was a middle-aged man with yellow skin and thin muscles, and the other was the owner of Xiaoxiang Fist Gym, Zhao Junxi.
The guests who had come to the boxing hall to celebrate had already surrounded the high platform. Every exquisite move on the stage had caused them to cheer and comment. However, the fight between Zhao Junxi and the middle-aged man did not seem like an ordinary sparring match. Instead, it seemed like a life-and-death battle. In particular, the middle-aged man's attacks were extremely ruthless. Every attack seemed to want to kill Zhao Junxi.
Qin Xianyun was a little surprised. Judging from the middle-aged man's posture, did he come to challenge Xiaoxiang Boxing Dojo during the ten-year inventory? Qin Xianyun searched the crowd for a while and finally found Cui Ximin at the entrance of Wing Chun Pavilion. Jing Qianling and her master Lian Yuewu were also not far away from Cui Ximin. The three of them were staring at the competition on the stage with a worried look on their faces.
Qin Xianyun squeezed to Cui Ximin's side and patted his shoulder with her right hand.
Perhaps it was the nature of a martial artist, but Cui Ximin felt the movement beside her. As if it was a conditioned reflex, she shrank her shoulders, swung her left hand backward, and struck Qin Xianyun's side with her right hand. Before her palm could reach her, the wind from her palm had already blown Qin Xianyun's clothes into the air.
Qin Xianyun smiled. Her right hand moved miraculously and went around Cui Ximin's arm, catching his wrist at an even faster speed. Qin Xianyun's left hand stretched out two fingers and pointed at Cui Ximin's palm.
" Huh?" Cui Ximin exclaimed in surprise. She stopped her hand and turned her head to the side. Qin Xianyun released his wrist the moment he turned his head.
Cui Ximin saw that it was Qin Xianyun and immediately withdrew her hand. She said happily,"" I was wondering who could break my moves so quickly. So it's you, Brother Qin. Hahahaha…" The people beside him were watching the match with great interest. Now that they were disturbed by Cui Ximin's laughter, they could not help but look at him with dissatisfaction. Cui Ximin quickly shut her mouth, but she immediately whispered,""Brother Qin, why didn't you come back until now?”
"I was delayed for a long time by a private matter after I went out just now. I'm really sorry for making Brother Cui wait." Qin Xianyun said apologetically.”
"It's fine, it's fine." Cui Ximin waved her hands and smiled. But I really thought that you had slipped away alone.”
"Hey, Senior Brother Cui, what are you two talking about? So mysterious?" Jing Qianling, who was standing next to Cui Ximin, suddenly wiped her mouth and walked in curiously. Jing Qianling had noticed Qin Xianyun's arrival from a distance, but she had not even greeted her teacher. She was secretly blaming Qin Xianyun for her lack of manners. However, she had not seen Qin Xianyun exchange blows with Cui Ximin, so she did not have the chance to greet them. However, despite her dissatisfaction, she couldn't help but come over curiously when she saw Qin Xianyun and Cui Ximin whispering to each other.
Cui Ximin was startled by Jing Qianling's loud "Hello!" but she quickly recovered and smiled."Hehe, it's nothing…"
"Is it really nothing? Then why are you guys whispering?”Jing Qianling looked at Cui Ximin in disbelief, then at Qin Xianyun.
Seeing Jing Qianling looking at her, Qin Xianyun smiled and nodded.
Jing Qianling glanced at Qin Xianyun's smile and seemed to have thought of something. Her cheeks suddenly flushed red. She didn't bother asking Cui Ximin any more questions and lowered her head to hide beside Lian Yuewu.
Qin Xianyun was a little confused by Jing Qianling's actions. When she looked at Jing Qianling again, she met Lian Yuewu's smiling and kind eyes. However, when Qin Xianyun wanted to greet her, her eyes had already turned to Zhao Junxi and the middle-aged man on the stage.
Qin Xianyun finally remembered her doubts and asked Cui Ximin,""Brother Cui, who's that middle-aged man? Why is Head Zhao fighting with him? Looking at their moves, it didn't seem like they were sparring.”
Cui Ximin heard Qin Xianyun's words and her smile disappeared. Instead, she looked worried…
It turned out that the afternoon was the time for the martial artists who came to congratulate the disciples of Xiaoxiang Fist Gym to perform and compare their martial arts skills. Many sect leaders might also show their skills on the stage so that everyone could learn from them. Therefore, many people were looking forward to this moment. This was also the reason why Cui Ximin asked Qin Xianyun to come back early. After all, the sect leaders of those sects rarely fought. It was indeed a rare opportunity to watch their unique skills!
However, just as the martial arts demonstration on the stage was in full swing, a few people suddenly barged into Xiaoxiang Boxing Gym. The person in the lead was called Lian Sheng. As soon as he went on stage, he defeated several people who were very good at martial arts, and none of them could survive a single move from him. Everyone was shocked, but they didn't expect that this Lian Sheng would point out his surname and challenge the head of Xiaoxiang Fist Dojo, Zhao Junxi. He even said that Zhao Junxi definitely couldn't withstand thirty moves from him.
Zhao Junxi's Bajiquan had reached the acme of perfection, and it was said that he had reached 100% mastery. When Xiaoxiang Boxing Dojo first opened, there were many masters who came to challenge the dojo, but none of them could withstand 20 moves from Zhao Junxi. In recent years, although he had never fought with anyone, everyone knew that his cultivation had improved even more. No one would believe that he could not take 30 moves from Lian Sheng.
After everyone heard Lian Sheng's big talk, they all laughed at him for overestimating his own abilities.
Zhao Junxi didn't want to fight with such an arrogant person, but that person didn't give up. He continued to mock and ridicule him on the stage, his words extremely unpleasant. Zhao Junxi was very well-mannered, so he just laughed it off. However, his eldest disciple Wu You couldn't hold it in any longer and went up to fight Lian Sheng.
Wu You's Kung Fu had been taught by Zhao Junxi, and he was also very proficient in Bajiquan. In addition, he had studied the Eight Trigrams Palm before he entered Xiaoxiang Boxing Gym. In the past two years, after he had integrated the Eight Trigrams Palm into the Eight Extremities Fist, his martial arts skills had improved greatly. It could be said that in the Xiaoxiang Fist Hall, besides Zhao Junxi, his martial arts cultivation was the highest. Although Jing Qianling and the other coaches of the boxing hall were also very good at martial arts, they were not as good as him. Wu You also thought highly of himself. Now that he was fighting on behalf of his teacher, he was naturally full of confidence and did not put Lian Sheng in his eyes. However, who knew that before he could even make ten moves, he was hit in the chest by Lian Sheng's palm and fainted on the spot. He was still unconscious.
Zhao Junxi was surprised to see his disciple injured so quickly. He had no choice but to take action.
To everyone's shock, Zhao Junxi had already made more than twenty moves, and although he had used many clever moves, he still had not gained the upper hand.
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Qin Xianyun looked at the two people fighting on the stage for a while. Although Zhao Junxi didn't have much of an advantage, his footwork was still flexible and varied. His punches were fierce and violent, and his close-range attacks were swift and clean. His offense and defense were deeply in line with the essence of Bajiquan. For some unknown reason, Lian Sheng seemed to have a deep hatred for Zhao Junxi. While he was neutralizing Zhao Junxi's attacks, he would occasionally rely on his strange movement techniques to attack Zhao Junxi's vital points. However, judging from the current situation, Zhao Junxi was not defeated yet.
Qin Xianyun looked at the worried Cui Ximin and smiled,""Brother Cui, Dojo Master Zhao's Bajiquan skill is profound, and he's very experienced in dealing with enemies. There shouldn't be any danger, so don't worry.”
"Brother Qin, if you knew who Lian Sheng came with, you wouldn't have said that." Cui Ximin frowned.”As he spoke, he pointed at a small corner of the stage where a bunch of people were gathered…
Qin Xianyun followed his finger and saw four young men in white suits standing there. One of them was Jiao Yuefeng, who he had met when he applied for the bodyguard position at the Dai Luo Group. When she saw him, Qin Xianyun was indeed a little surprised. Jiao Yuefeng had practiced the "Blood Soul Technique", and he was in cahoots with Lian Sheng. If Lian Sheng had also practiced it, then Zhao Junxi would be in real danger. Zhao Junxi's fist technique was superb, but his genuine Qi was not very brilliant.
Qin Xianyun looked at Tai Yan, Xu Yi and the others who had walked out of the pavilion. Most of them were talking and laughing as they pointed out the moves of Zhao Junxi and Lian Sheng. They were full of confidence in Zhao Junxi's cultivation. Only Tai Yan looked solemn. It seemed that Cui Ximin had told him about the Blood Soul Technique.
At this moment, Qin Xianyun suddenly heard a series of exclamations. Qin Xianyun also looked up at the stage, only to see Lian Sheng's entire body in the air. His right hand was like an iron hook grabbing Zhao Junxi's chest, while his left hand stretched out two fingers to cross Zhao Junxi's eyes. These two hands were extremely vicious, but even more vicious was Lian Sheng's quietly bent right foot.
Zhao Junxi's two hands quickly flipped out to block Lian Sheng's attack, but his extremely steady legs suddenly stopped for some reason, revealing a large gap in front of him. At this time, Lian Sheng's right toe had already jumped up and kicked at Zhao Junxi's lower abdomen Dantian point as fast as lightning. If this kick had landed, Zhao Junxi would have been severely injured.
Zhao Junxi had no time to defend himself and was about to be hit. Everyone below the stage was shocked. The famous Xiaoxiang Fist Dojo Master wouldn't be defeated just like that, right?
However, Zhao Junxi didn't let them down. Just as Lian Sheng's kick was about to reach his body, Zhao Junxi pulled back his hands and unexpectedly laid flat on the table. With a "shua" sound, his back slid behind Lian Sheng with lightning speed. Not only did he dodge Lian Sheng's kick, but he also made his hand move useless.
Lian Sheng's hands and feet missed, and his body landed steadily on the stage. At this moment, Zhao Junxi also jumped up from the stage, and his right palm was filled with a strong force as he slapped towards Lian Sheng's back.
Seeing that Zhao Junxi had narrowly avoided Lian Sheng's attack, everyone was finally relieved. Some people were guessing if Zhao Junxi had intentionally revealed his weakness, while others couldn't help but praise him."As expected of a grandmaster, Head Zhao, to be able to handle such a dangerous situation! This card would definitely be able to beat down a guy who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.”
Just as everyone was waiting to see how Lian Sheng would be defeated, Lian Sheng strangely forked his left leg and spun his body rapidly. Suddenly, he gently moved his palm to meet Zhao Junxi's attack. However, when his palm broke through the void, a few bright red lines of blood faintly appeared.
"Blood Soul Technique!" Cui Ximin, who was watching the battle, exclaimed in a low voice.
The blood vessels on Lian Sheng's palm were not only redder than Jiao Yue Feng's, but also much thicker. The cultivation of the 'Blood Soul Technique' was obviously much deeper than Jiao Yue Feng's. Despite this, almost everyone only saw a faint red light suddenly appear on Lian Sheng's hand. They didn't know what it was. Only Cui Ximin and the others who had seen it before thought that Lian Sheng was using the 'Blood Soul Technique'!
The biggest feature of the Blood Soul Skill was that it could devour the genuine Qi that others had cultivated painstakingly. Besides a few Internal Strength skills, none of them could stop the invasion of the Blood Soul Genuine Qi. This was because when the Blood Soul Genuine Qi invaded someone's body, it could not only dissolve the genuine Qi, but also resonate with the blood and Qi of the human body, thus taking the opportunity to assimilate the blood and Qi of others into the Blood Soul Genuine Qi. If the blood and Qi were exhausted, one would lose their life. It was precisely because of the viciousness of the Blood Soul Technique that people in the martial arts world hundreds of years ago would turn pale when they talked about it. However, only a few people in the martial arts world hundreds of years later knew about the Blood Soul Technique.
Qin Xianyun sighed. It seemed like what Cui Ximin was worried about had happened, but he wasn't worried about Zhao Junxi. Even if Zhao Junxi was injured, there was someone who could neutralize the Blood Soul Genuine Qi in his body.
On the stage, Lian Sheng and Zhao Junxi's palms collided. The aura emitted from their palms spread out in all directions in layers, stirring up waves of air waves in the void from time to time.
At this moment, Zhao Junxi's forehead suddenly broke out in sweat, and his face clearly showed a few traces of pain. However, Lian Sheng suddenly burst out laughing: " It turns out that the famous Xiaoxiang Fist Dojo Master's Kung Fu is actually so ordinary, hahahaha…" After saying that, Lian Sheng shook his hand and the two of them suddenly separated. Zhao Junxi actually retreated four or five steps back with a " thump " sound. His body swayed a few times before he managed to stand still, but his face had already turned extremely pale.
"Cough, Brother Lian, you're good! I, Zhao Junxi, have been practicing martial arts for decades, but I can't even last thirty moves against Brother Lian!”Zhao Junxi coughed a few times, then cupped his hands and laughed bitterly.
Everyone was shocked by this change. The audience was silent for a moment. Only now did they know that Lian Sheng was not boasting. His martial arts were actually so powerful!
Lian Sheng looked at Zhao Junxi and chuckled. Suddenly, he said,"Brother Zhao, you should be satisfied that you were able to exchange twenty-eight moves with me. Today is your Xiaoxiang Boxing Dojo's ten-year celebration, so I won't disturb you any further. Farewell!”
"Hmph, you want to leave after hurting someone? I'm afraid it won't be that easy!”Lian Sheng turned around and was about to leave when the Zhendong Fist Dojo's dojo master, Lei Ting, jumped onto the high platform and glared at him, blocking his way.
"Brother Zhao, is this how you treat your guests at the Xiaoxiang Fist Dojo?" Lian Sheng turned around and sneered.”
" Brother Lei, don't block Brother Lian's path. I…" Zhao Junxi smiled sadly at Thunder." By the time he said this, his body was already on the verge of collapse." Brother Lei, don't block Brother Lian's path."
Lei Ting was shocked and looked at Lian Sheng unwillingly before rushing over to support Zhao Junxi.
Lian Sheng led Jiao Yuefeng and the others out of Xiaoxiang Fist Dojo under the watchful eyes of the crowd. Zhao Junxi fainted on Leiting's body the moment Lian Sheng left…
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