After his cultivation successfully broke through to the Bright Jin stage, Chu Yiming was so excited that he couldn't sleep the entire night.
Early the next morning, Chu Yiming couldn't wait to find his eldest senior brother, Pork Rong, to compete with him again.
When Pork Rong heard that, he immediately laughed out loud and said,"Alright, as long as you're not afraid of being beaten up, I'll be there for you anytime!”
"Then let's go. What are we waiting for? Let's go to the training field now.”Chu Yiming chuckled and walked towards Bao Zhilin's training ground.
Pork Rong took a look and hurriedly put down the butcher knife in his hand. Then, he followed Chu Yiming to the training ground.
As soon as they arrived at the training ground, Chu Yiming and Pork Rong looked at each other. Both of them stretched out their left feet and tapped forward at the same time. Then, they pushed their hands forward, and the two of them performed a Hong Quan salute.
Then, the two of them started fighting without saying anything.
"Eldest Senior Brother, be careful!" Chu Yiming shouted loudly. His figure was like a ferocious tiger hunting for its prey as he charged at Pork Rong.
Pork Rong didn't dare to be careless. He tightened his pace and responded with a ferocious cannon punch.
Bang!
Their fists collided fiercely in the air, and both of them were knocked back by each other's fists at the same time.
"Alright, Eldest Senior Brother, try taking another claw of mine.”
Chu Yiming slid back more than a meter and easily resisted the rebound force from his fist. His eyes were burning with fighting spirit as he shouted,
Immediately after, Chu Yiming immediately turned his fists into claws. Like a ferocious tiger descending from the mountain, every move did not miss the vital points on Pork Rong's body.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Chu Yiming's claws and Pork Rong's fists kept colliding, emitting muffled sounds.
"Eh? It seemed like someone was fighting in the arena? Who could it be?"
At this moment, Huang Feihong, who was in the inner hall, also heard the sound of the two people fighting. He turned to the other disciples beside him and said,"Ah Su, Ah Kuan, let's go and see who is fighting in the arena!”
"Yes, Master." Ya Cha Su and Liang Kuan nodded at the same time and followed their master to the arena.
When she heard that someone was having a kung fu competition, 13th Aunt also came out from the backyard.
No one disliked watching a show.
When Huang Feihong arrived at the training field with his disciples and 13th aunt, who had come uninvited, they saw Chu Yiming competing with Pork Rong on the training field.
After taking a look, Liang Kuan said in shock,"Master, it seems that Junior Brother Chu's martial arts has improved a lot! He was really amazing. Two months ago, he still didn't know anything. He didn't expect that he could actually be on par with Eldest Brother now. It was really unbelievable!”
Although 13th Aunt didn't know martial arts, she was also very shocked that Chu Yiming could cultivate his martial arts to Pork Rong's level in two months!
Pork Rong was Huang Feihong's eldest disciple. His martial arts skills were not inferior to some of the other dojos in Buddha Mountain.
Chu Yiming had also reached the Ming Jin stage. Through stretching and training, the muscles and bones in his body had long reached the level where his bones and muscles were ringing together. His jumping ability, explosive power, and balance had all improved greatly.
That was why he wasn't at a disadvantage in the contest with Big Senior Brother Pork Rong.
Bang!
Chu Yiming exchanged another blow with Pork Rong. Then, he used the momentum to do a somersault and took a few steps back before stabilizing himself.
Pork Rong's fat body was extremely powerful. In addition, he had already entered the late-stage of Ming Jin, so Chu Yiming couldn't do anything to him for the time being. He could only rely on his agile steps to temporarily fight Pork Rong to a standstill.
The two of them were so engrossed in their fight that they did not notice Huang Feihong and the others at all.
"Alright, Little Chu, Ah Rong, both of you stop!”
Huang Feihong watched the two of them fight for a while with bright eyes, then suddenly shouted,""Little Chu's martial arts are no longer weaker than yours. If the two of you continue to fight, you won't be able to determine the winner without at least 300 moves.”
"Hehe, Master really has good eyesight!”Chu Yiming stopped his competition with Pork Rong and chuckled. A smug expression appeared on his face as he said,"I've already broken through to the Bright Jin stage. Although I can't defeat Eldest Senior Brother yet, as long as I circulate enough Qi to produce the effect of Bright Jin, Eldest Senior Brother won't be able to do anything to me for the time being.”
"Good! Good! Good!"
Huang Feihong's face was filled with joy. He said the word 'good' three times in a row. It was obvious that he was extremely happy.
"Master, I still have many doubts about Hong Fist and Buddha Mountain Shadowless Kick.”
After stopping the competition with his eldest senior brother, Chu Yiming struck while the iron was hot and hurriedly made a request to his cheap master.
"Alright, alright, alright. If there's anything you don't understand, just ask!”
Huang Feihong was even more satisfied. Chu Yiming's attitude of asking if he didn't understand was very pleasing to his heart.
Thus, the master and disciple got together in the next moment. The two of them discussed some of the training methods and fighting techniques of the Shadowless Kick of Buddha Mountain and the Hong Fist in depth.
Of course, it was mainly Chu Yiming who was asking questions while Huang Feihong answered them at the side. The two of them were very enthusiastic!
In the evening.
Night had just fallen.
After gaining a lot of experience from his cheap master, Chu Yiming was about to return to his room to rest for a while when a thunderous voice in the Shandong dialect suddenly sounded in Baozhi Forest.
"Yan Zhendong from Shandong Province has come to Baozhi Forest to seek advice from Master Huang Feihong!”A burly man from Shandong shouted loudly from outside.
"Where did this bastard come from? How dare he cause trouble at Bao Zhi Lin!”
Upon hearing the shouts from outside, the most hot-tempered eldest senior brother, Pork Rong, threw down the teapot in his hand and ran out aggressively.
"Shirong, don't be rude!" Huang Feihong's expression changed. His figure flashed and he chased after them.
However, Chu Yiming's actions were even faster than his master's. As soon as he heard Yan Zhendong's shout, he rushed out with his eldest senior brother.
"Yan Zhendong from Shandong Province has come to visit Huang Feihong at Baozhi Forest…"
Just as he rushed into the hall of Bao Zhi Lin, Chu Yiming saw a tall, middle-aged man with a martial arts aura striding across the front hall and into the inner hall.
"Bastard, if you want to challenge the dojo, get past me first!”
Pork Rong's expression was ferocious. He didn't ask anything and directly rushed in front of the person, swinging his thick right fist.
"Hmph, small tricks, not worth mentioning!”
The person snorted coldly. Instead of retreating, his tall figure advanced. His legs suddenly kicked forward and backward, shooting forward like a spring. Then, he kicked Pork Rong's stomach, sending him flying.
"Eldest Senior Brother!"
Chu Yiming's eyes widened in anger. His body leaped up like a sharp sword. His right hand placed on his eldest senior brother, Pork Rong's shoulder, and he pulled and pulled, blocking most of the impact on his eldest senior brother's body.
Chu Yiming fell from the sky with his eldest senior brother in his arms. He took three steps back before barely stabilizing his body.
F * ck, what great strength!
Chu Yiming was shocked, but his expression did not change at all. He stared straight at the other party.
......
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。