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Chapter 82 A Bear-like Backer! He escaped quickly!

If Gong Ruomei continues to fight erratically, striking and retreating quickly, Chen Zhan will find it difficult to defeat her within ten moves.

Baguazhang is a martial art that excels at stealthy ambushes. Women who practice it are even more agile and nimble, not fighting with strength, and slippery and unpredictable.

So she deliberately created an opening. Gong Ruomei has a fierce personality and wouldn't let go of any opportunity to win.

In the blink of an eye, the whip-wielding hand arrived with a whoosh, only half an inch away from the temple.

Gong Ruomei's usually expressionless face showed a hint of excitement.

But Chen Zhan's lips curled into a smile, and suddenly he shrugged!

The rooster shakes its feathers! The white python flicks its scales!
It wasn't a slight shrug; the body quickly rose, the shoulders defying the limits of what an ordinary person's muscles and bones could achieve.

Like a rooster shaking off its feathers and taking flight, Chen Zhan's shoulders transformed into wings, and he suddenly lifted them up with such fierce and rapid force that he directly knocked away the whip-wielding hand that was slamming down on his shoulder.

Gong Ruomei clearly hadn't expected this move.

The greatest advantage of Xingyi Twelve Forms is its unpredictability; each of the twelve forms has dozens or even hundreds of variations.

No one in this world can master every move and every variation of the Twelve Forms; they are impossible to defend against.

At that moment, Chen Zhan nudged Gong Ruomei's arm with his shoulder, unleashing a surge of hidden power. The needles attacked like a tidal wave. Gong Ruomei immediately tried to withdraw, but Chen Zhan wouldn't let her escape.

With his elbows tucked inwards, Chen Zhan didn't need to gather strength; he directly struck her ribs with his elbows, taking advantage of her palm strike as she returned the palm.

Gong Ruomei's Baguazhang almost always involves one palm attacking and one palm defending, maintaining a balance between offense and defense at all times.

His left palm, which had remained still, caught Chen Zhan's elbow.

However, she was taken in hastily, while Chen Zhan had been waiting for an opportunity for a long time, and the two of them were not on the same level in terms of strength.

Gong Ruomei's arm muscles snapped open instantly, using a step back to deflect the force. Thump! Thump! Thump!
He retreated ten steps, leaving ten footprints in the snow.

The force dissipated, and he wasn't seriously injured, but alarm bells were ringing in his mind. He glanced around and Chen Zhan was gone!

The next moment, Gong Ruomei had a flash of inspiration and used the Bagua Palm Pushing Mountain Force to press forward hard with both palms.

A century-old black bear appeared right in front of them.

With broad shoulders and a thick waist, he leans to one side, his shoulders forming a mountain, as stable as Mount Tai, and his strength weighing a thousand pounds.

For a moment, Chen Zhan in front of her really made her think he was a black bear unleashing its ferocity!

Sinking down like a bear lying on shallow water, knees not stiff, hips loose as cotton.

He was half-squatting when he suddenly stood up.

Old Bear has a strong backer!
Chen Zhan used five-tenths of his strength to instantly withdraw from the top-tier killing move of Xingyi Bear Form, otherwise, if Gong Er had caught it with both palms, he would have lost at least both arms.

"Oh!"

With a muffled thud, Gong Er's figure was lifted up from the spot, drifting three zhang away into the wind and snow, before landing and sliding another zhang before barely managing to steady herself.

Spitting out stagnant blood releases pent-up emotions.

Fortunately, he wasn't seriously injured, and neither of his arms was broken.

Her heart turned cold. She knew that Chen Zhan had held back. If he hadn't, she would have been lucky to have only lost her arms in that collision.

"girl!"

Old Jiang rushed over quickly, "Young lady, are you alright?"

Gong Ruomei had recovered by now and understood that although Chen Zhan said that she should earn her own face, he had left her with a last bit of dignity.

If they kill her on the spot, the Gong family will be completely finished.

She couldn't understand what Chen Zhan was trying to do. She didn't think Chen Zhan was simply seeking revenge against the two elders; there was no need for such a grand display that everyone would know about it.

"fine."

Gong Ruomei stood up, and Uncle Jiang tried to help her up, but she refused.

He walked slowly to Chen Zhan and said, "Thank you. After this matter is over, I will be at your service, Mr. Chen."

Chen Zhan also cupped his hands in greeting, for one cannot refuse a smiling face.

Gong Er was strong-willed, but not stupid. Knowing she was no match for Chen Zhan, she still fought him to the death.

She still hadn't avenged her father's death, and she wasn't confident she could defeat Ma San. She couldn't die now, nor could she be seriously injured. Gong Ruomei announced loudly, "Disciples of the Gong family, disperse!"

After she spoke, all the people from the Gong family who had gathered around dispersed.

At this moment, only the two elders and the disciples of the sect remained.

"Tian Jingjie, we've known each other for decades. What happened to you back then has nothing to do with me. Do you really not believe me?"

Hou Fengwu knew that the situation was hopeless and that he was no match for Chen Zhan. Having known Gong Baotian for decades, he knew all too well the power of a Grandmaster of Transformation Realm. Even if Gong Baotian were still at his peak, he would not be able to defeat Chen Zhan, let alone now that he was old and frail.

Therefore, they can only resort to emotional appeals.

“Yeah, Lao Tian, ​​we’ve known each other for decades, why would we betray you?” Hao Mingqi chimed in.

After Chen Zhan's prompting, Tian Jingjie had already figured out the reason. He stepped forward and stared intently at Chen Zhan.

"Heh, we've known each other for decades, but do you think I don't know your character? If it had nothing to do with you back then, would you have gone a whole year without contacting me, seeing me, or discussing that matter?"

"Decades of friendship, I have suffered misfortune, but you have grown stronger and have gained a place in the martial arts world of the north."

"People only subconsciously avoid things when they feel guilty, am I right?"

The two elders' expressions shifted between light and dark, unable to give a direct answer; if they continued, they would truly give themselves away.

"Since you've committed murder, challenged our establishment, and ruined our reputation, it wouldn't be against the code of chivalry for us to fight side by side. Let's go together."

With their true intentions revealed, the two elders gave a shout, but none of their disciples dared to lead the charge. The brave and loyal personal disciples had all been killed by Chen Zhan earlier, and those who remained were apprentices who had paid to learn skills and make money, not want to risk their lives.

Seeing that they could not boost morale, the two had no choice but to take the lead and head straight for Chen Zhan.

Tian Jingjie took a few steps back and moved closer to the door, partly to block it, and partly to avoid hindering Chen Zhan. If anyone came after him, he could either leave or run away.

Although the two elders had lost their backbone and surrendered to the Japanese, they were still skilled in martial arts, and their footwork and footwork were much better than their disciples'.

Moreover, the two have been practicing and sparring together for many years, and have long since developed a great understanding of each other.

The Flip Fist attacked the upper three routes, while the Thrusting Kick attacked the lower three routes. The coordination was seamless, and it seemed that this had actually suppressed the fierce Chen Zhan.

The essence of Fanziquan (a style of Chinese martial arts) is: "Two fists as dense as rain, and a crisp, swift whip."

Therefore, the top-level fast-paced kung fu, compared with the fast-paced one-inch punch kung fu of Wing Chun, is a battle between the North and the South, and it is impossible to know who will win.

The "Fanzi" technique is said to have eight flashes and twelve flips, and its prototype comes from the record of "eight flashes and twelve flips" by the famous anti-Japanese general Qi Jiguang in his book "Jixiao Xinshu", praising it as "swift as an eagle and dense as a sudden rain".

It's ironic now that the Fanziquan style originated from Qi Jiguang, who fought against Japanese pirates, but now it has surrendered to the Japanese invaders!

If Qi Jiguang knew this in the afterlife, I wonder what he would think.

Hao Mingqi's flip-fist punches became faster and faster, truly resembling a sudden gust of wind and rain.

However, Chen Zhan only had one move, Xingyi Tanshou, to block, which only protected his body. No matter how fast you were, if your strength was insufficient, you could not break through his defense.

But he didn't expect to achieve success alone; Hou Fengwu's kicks were also very fierce.

The kick is a powerful back kick, like a wild horse kicking its tail, aimed at the groin!

Cut off all descendants!
Chen Zhanjin channeled his energy throughout his body, sensing the direction of the opponent's force. Ruthless and insidious, he crouched down like a monkey to dodge the kick.

Then, he used his leg to circle around the defense in an arc, covering both the top and bottom, leaving no gaps.

The two elders fought faster and faster, becoming increasingly anxious. They were well aware of the long and powerful aura of a Grandmaster of Internal Energy, and Chen Zhan had a greater advantage in age.

The two men had different thoughts, and both knew that a prolonged battle would inevitably lead to defeat!

Hao Mingqi unleashed a double palm strike, a double-peaked hammer that pierced through the ears. Chen Zhan blocked in front of his palms, slashing across his shoulders. The double force was fiercely poured in, but he neither dodged nor avoided, forcibly taking the blow.

He retreated rapidly, crashing into the wall, which cracked.

However, the Gong family's mansion had thick and high walls, making it difficult to break through.

Hao Mingqi smiled; his goal had been achieved.

While Hou Fengwu was entangled with Chen Zhan, he nimbly leaped over the wall and fled, abandoning all his disciples and old comrades.

"Damn it! You thief, Seventh Brother!"

Upon seeing this, Hou Fengwu's eyes turned bloodshot, and he cursed angrily.

(End of this chapter)