C216 A True Expert
C216 A True Expert
He lowered his body and extended his right leg to sweep at the feet of the three people in front of him. The two hooligans immediately fell to the ground. However, Qin Lang had not practiced this martial art for many years. When his leg swept the third hooligan, he was not swept down like before.
"Smelly loser! I'll stab you to death!" The hoodlum raised his dagger and stabbed towards Qin Lang's head. Qin Lang felt a chill in his heart. He felt that he would have to die here for the rest of his life.
Qin Lang caught a glimpse of the white-clothed beauty beside him from the corner of his eye. Gu Feng's sleeve trembled slightly. The hoodlum with the dagger immediately called out, What?" The dagger fell to the ground with a clang. Qin Lang took this opportunity. He quickly stood up from the ground.
"Hundred Steps Piercing Yang. Look at the chest of the person in front of you. With his right leg in the Bow Step, his left leg stepped on solid ground, and his fist punched diagonally upwards from the side. His arm is slightly bent and his eye is slanted downwards. Strength reaches the fist." The mysterious voice said again.
She seemed to have also noticed that Qin Lang was not very familiar with the moves, so she especially told him the name, the key points, and the movements of the moves. Although there was a lot of content, her voice was extremely fast. The words were also very clear, and Qin Lang instantly understood it.
Following that, she struck out the "Hundred Steps Piercing Yang" as she said, right at the chest of the person who was facing her. That person suddenly felt suffocated, and with a muffled groan, he fell backwards.
That mysterious voice kept instructing Qin Lang.
"Swallow Return to Nest. Bow Steps. Move your body to the back. Both of your elbows are bent and full of strength. Concentrate on your elbow and strike that person behind you twice as a threat."
"Tiger Descends the Mountain. Your body is in the air. Your right leg is bent and your left leg is straight. You kick diagonally towards the chest of the person in front of you. When you are about to touch that person, your right leg is straightened and your strength is stable and accurate..."
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Qin Lang's elbow hit the waist of the last hooligan. That hooligan immediately let out a miserable cry. He fell to the ground. Qin Lang listened to the mysterious voice's command. One person actually knocked down 10 strong hoodlums to the ground. 10 gangsters were lying on the ground, moaning and groaning. Only Feng Rong was left.
"A bunch of trash! They can't even beat Loser! All of you get the hell out of here! I, Feng Rong, don't have such a useless bunch of people under me! " Feng Rong said angrily.
He only saw Qin Lang use a set of long fist techniques. Each of his moves were ordinary and ordinary, but they were just perfect. He had actually knocked down all of his subordinates. He did not know that Qin Lang was only so powerful because of the guidance of the mysterious voice.
Feng Rong stood up and looked at Qin Lang with a sneer. "Stinking loser. Don't think that you are awesome just because you knocked down these good-for-nothings. They are all my stingiest underlings! Let's see if you can beat me!"
As he spoke, Feng Rong walked towards Qin Lang step by step. When he passed by his underlings who were lying on the ground, Feng Rong mercilessly kicked at their stomachs. Two of them fainted from the pain.
Qin Lang had beaten up more than ten hooligans. He was sweating profusely, but he had also gained confidence. He immediately put on a posture, thinking that with the guidance of the mysterious voice, he might not be able to beat Feng Rong.
"I gave you face. You are just a little brat, yet you still want to touch me. Save it!" Feng Rong roared and raised his fist, rushing towards Qin Lang.
The mysterious voice said, "Turn around, Mochizuki. Lower your waist. When your hand touches the ground, immediately kick your right leg forward. The opponent's trousers..."
"Ah..." Qin Lang was stunned. He remembered that turning back to Mochizuki was the same move. She did not make any movements. He did not know that the mysterious voice was talking about an evolved move of "Turn Back, Mochizuki."
After hesitating for a moment, Qin Lang was hit in the chest by Feng Rong. He immediately felt a huge pain in his chest, as if his bones were going to break. His breathing became disordered, and he fell to the ground.
"Haha! Stinky brat, did you see that? I only used one move to deal with you. Who the f * ck are you?" Feng Rong said complacently.
The other punks who were knocked down by Qin Lang felt slightly less pain. At this time, they started to flatter Feng Rong. "Master Feng is awesome!" "This weak chicken dares to challenge Master Feng? What a joke!" "Master Feng, kill this brat!"
Loong Yan saw Qin Lang was knocked down to the ground and immediately ran to Qin Lang's side. She urgently asked, "How are you?" Hearing someone clamoring for Feng Rong to kill Qin Lang, she stood up. She spread her arms in front of Qin Lang and blocked him. She glared at Feng Rong and said, "You can't touch him!"
Feng Rong picked up a dagger and sneered, "Miss Loong, this brat injured so many of my little brothers. If I don't kill him, how can I still be the boss? So I'm sorry."
Loong Yan looked at the cold dagger and was scared to death. But she still stood in front of Qin Lang without moving. Tears slowly appeared in her eyes. She did not know if she was afraid of the knife or Qin Lang being killed. Tears rolled down her face. She said to Feng Rong, "You can't kill him..."
Feng Rong had already walked up to Loong Yan and was about to pull her away when he suddenly heard a voice scolding, "You want to kill someone here? Did you ask me?"
The voice was lovely and charming, and there was a hint of anger in the voice. It was 2 points of dignity and 1 point of charm, making people not see the person who spoke. She also knew that she must be a beautiful and vulgar person. Although she was reprimanding her, however, in her heart, she was exceptionally comfortable and made people yearn for her.
The one who spoke was the beautiful woman in white.
Feng Rong turned around and looked at the beautiful woman in white. Actually, the first time he saw the beautiful woman in white when he entered, he had already decided in his heart to let his underlings tie up the beautiful woman in white. After he finished dealing with Loong Yan's matter, he would go to the hotel room. He would have a big fight with the beauty in white.
Feng Rong smiled and said, "Beauty, your voice is so beautiful. Why are you wearing a veil? Take it off and let me see, okay?"
The beauty in white smiled and said, "My voice is beautiful, but my figure is not beautiful?"
"Beautiful! Very beautiful, even Fan Bingbing can't compare to you!" Feng Rong said like a pug, "Your appearance must be even more beautiful. Can you take it off and let me take a look?"
The beauty in white looked at Feng Rong with a happy smile in her eyes. She said, "You look like a dog now! You can also look at me if you want to, but I will tell you in advance. Look, I have a price. I want one of your fingers! "
Feng Rong did not mind being called a "dog" by the beauty in white. Instead, he felt that it was an honor. The surrounding Feng Rong's underlings were envious of Feng Rong to death. To be able to talk to such a beautiful woman... They all had the same thought in their hearts. If this fairy-like beauty in white could say a word to him, he wouldn't be scolded like a dog by her. Even if they really treated her like a dog and licked her shoes, they would gladly endure it.
"Alright, I am a dog. Can you let the dog take off its master's veil and take a look?" Feng Rong said.
"If you want to come, then come. Don't waste your breath." The beautiful woman in white said leisurely.
"Yes, my dog is here!" Feng Rong said as he walked towards the beauty in white. Everyone's eyes were focused on the face of the beauty in white. They envied Feng Rong to the core.
Feng Rong walked to the side of the beauty in white. The fragrance coming from her body made Feng Rong's mind wander. He slowly bent down. He was also an experienced driver who had roamed the Wind and Moon Arena for many years. But in front of the beauty in white, he was really like a virgin who had no experience. His heart was beating wildly.
But the beauty in white was much calmer. She quietly sat on the chair, waiting for Feng Rong to lift her veil.
Feng Rong took the corner of the white clad beauty's veil with one hand and slowly pulled it down. His eyes widened and his heart was shocked. He never thought that there would be such a beautiful woman in this world!
"How do I look?" The beauty in white smiled.
"So beautiful. Fan Bingbing is trash compared to you! I..." Feng Rong's heart was itching. He moved his face forward and was ready to kiss the face of the beauty in white.
Suddenly, the beautiful woman in white's chair fell back and she actually left Feng Rong by two meters!
"What's going on?" Feng Rong was confused and did not understand what had happened.
When the others saw the chair of the beautiful woman in white float backwards, their clothes fluttered along with it, as if they were the daughters of immortals. They didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it.
"You have already seen my face. Now, you can cut off your finger." The beauty in white said with a smile.
"Beauty, I still have to roll in bed with you in the future. How can you cut off your lover's finger?" Feng Rong smiled.
"If you don't know what to say, then I will ask for another finger!"
After saying that, the beauty in white waved her sleeve and the white silk belt on her waist, like a spirit snake, flew to the ground and covered a dagger that fell to the ground. Then she quickly raised it and aimed it at Feng Rong's hand.
With two miserable cries, Feng Rong withdrew the white silk into the hands of the beauty in white. Immediately after, a dagger fell to the ground with a "clang." There was blood on the dagger. Next to it were two fingers, one long and one short.
Feng Rong looked again. Two fingers were missing from his right thumb and ring finger.
Qin Lang was startled. When he was dealing with those ten hooligans, he saw the pretty girl's sleeve move slightly. Could it be that she was the one who guided him?
Seeing the look of enlightenment in Qin Lang's eyes, the pretty girl in white smiled faintly. Now, Qin Lang was sure that the mysterious voice was coming from her.
"Stinking woman, how dare you cut off my finger? I'll kill you!" Feng Rong was furious. He had no time to think about it. Since the beauty in white had used that skill just now... It was unknown how much more powerful she was compared to him. He was just a small leader of the Linan's Yu Hang District. How could he be a match for her? At this moment, his mind was occupied by anger. Picking up a dagger, he stabbed it like a beauty in white.
"You don't know the difference between life and death! Since that's the case, don't blame me!" The white-clothed beauty sneered.
The beauty in white clapped her hand on the table, and a spoon jumped up a dozen centimeters. The beauty in white flicked the tail of the spoon, and the spoon spun and shot towards Feng Rong, hitting the joints of Feng Rong's fingers.
The dagger in Feng Rong's hand fell, and the beauty in white put down the white silk. The tail of the silk wrapped around the dagger, and as soon as her hand changed, the dagger flashed with a white light, and with a "Chi," there was a splash of blood on the ground.
"Ah!" Feng Rong screamed again and fell to the right. His right leg had been separated from his leg. His right leg was smooth and smooth, exposing the white bones. Blood was gushing out.