Survival on a deserted island: I opened the blind box with my mouth

Chapter 244
Next, Ma Baoguo showed all the 24 basic moves and 72 advanced moves of Hunyuan Taijiquan. Chu Sheng was sweating in his palms and tried his best to memorize them.

However, this kind of temporary cramming is like a pre-examination raid:

Review before the exam: Hunyuan Taijiquan.

Me: Hunyuan what kind of fist?

Review before the exam: Hunyuan Taijiquan.

Me: What Tai Chi?

Review before the exam: Hunyuan Taijiquan!
Me: Hunyuan Taijiquan, I remember, I remember!
During the exam: eye exercises - scrape the eye sockets according to the temple chakra.

I:? ? ?

With Ma Baoguo accepting the move, Chu Sheng's brain went blank again, and he was in deep despair because he didn't have any pictures left.

"How is it? Do you have any understanding?" Ma Baoguo asked with a solemn expression.

Chu Sheng's face twitched, "What a painful realization, you used to be my everything..."

"???"

Ding!Resentment coin +1000.

"Speak, don't sing!"

"It can be said that I don't remember anything." Chu Sheng answered in a low voice, lowering his head and rubbing his cuffs.

After hearing this, Ma Baoguo was expressionless, but his tone was worried, "Then you will..."

"go with!"

Ma Baoguo nodded, feeling relieved and sad, with mixed feelings that could not be expressed, "It's still the same sentence, if you are really not sure, or..."

Chu Sheng raised his head and smiled slightly, "If you go here and never return, you will never return."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Looking at Chu Sheng's back as he turned and left, the old man's eyes were burning, his heart was filled with turmoil, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, until tears filled his eyes.

Not long after, the uncontrollable sobs of a generation of masters sounded in the air.

Good guy, one sentence directly broke the old man's defense.

……

The sky was bright, and the sea breeze was blowing and rustling the vibrant vegetation, as if they were cheering for the flourishing drums held at the Wulin District station.

Players from various sects came to the arena one after another, all of them imposing.

The first game is the focus of the heavy focus. The two sides of the game are Wang Yun, a master from the Iron Palm Gang, and Ding Liang, a Baguamen.

Wu Tian, ​​the second senior brother next to Chu Sheng in the audience, was too attracted by both sides of the fight, so he didn't notice that Xiao Lao Liu's face was whiter than the A4 paper just opened.

Not knowing what to do, he acted as a "guide" and introduced:

"These two sects are well-known in the martial arts world, and I heard that the two have always been at odds. It seems that today they will definitely take this opportunity to give each other a good look."

The second senior brother was still chattering about the game on the court, and he didn't see how upset Chu Sheng was, who was highly nervous.

Of course, he is not to blame for this. The match between Wang Yun of the Tiezhang Gang and Ding Liang of the Baguamen was really exciting. It can be seen that the two of them put all their energy into teaching each other a lesson as soon as they entered the field.

In the ring, they wanted to beat each other down immediately, so from the audience's point of view, the game was extremely good-looking.

Ding Liang can be regarded as displaying the characteristics of Baguazhang-push, hold, split, and cover, but under the counterattack of Wang Yun's black sand palm, he seems more restrained.

After twenty rounds, Ding Liang seemed a little timid and evasive.

"It seems that Ding can't hold on any longer." Second senior brother Wu Tian murmured to himself.

"Senior brother has good eyesight." The third senior brother replied intently, as if he was afraid of missing a round.

Isn't that obvious?Even a layman like me can see that Chu Sheng complained in his heart.

But he still has some doubts, that is, from the point of view of strength and competitive level, Ding Liang of the Baguamen didn't see obvious inferiority in skills.

But when he fought against Wang Yun of the Iron Palm Gang, he seemed to be very afraid of contacting him.

Is it poisonous?
Otherwise, there is a problem with the competitive state and psychological quality.

It's like a football player who is afraid of taking a free kick. He not only curls up and covers his vitals, but also turns around and dare not face the football shells when they come flying. The result is often even worse.

Just as Chu Sheng was thinking wildly, his guess was confirmed.

I saw Wang Yun suddenly turned around, dodged behind Ding Liang unexpectedly, and then struck Ding Liang hard with his single palm at lightning speed.

Snapped!The sound was like thunder, and Ding Liang trotted forward five or six steps, and fell directly out of the ring.

The winner and the loser were already decided, and in an instant the disciples of the Iron Palm Clan burst into applause and cheered happily.

On the other hand, although the people from the Bagua Sect also surrounded Ding Liang and helped him up, they all looked worried and could not hide their sadness.

"Didn't you just lose a game? As for this look? Look, the guy with the cropped hair is actually crying." Chu Sheng said with a disdainful stare.

Because it can be seen that although Ding Liang was kicked off the ring, he didn't seem to have suffered any substantial injuries when he stood up, but his face was pale and he looked very frightened.

Wu Tian was amused, watching the Sixth Junior Brother Chu Sheng showing you still young, but he couldn't decide what to do, and didn't make any comments.

As Stephen Chow's movie enthusiast, Chu Sheng remembered the classic lines of Uncle Da in "The King of Destruction": Iron Sand Palm, originated from the Iron Palm Gang in Surabaya, has infinite power. died.

But right now, it’s far from that evil!

At this time, the referee couldn't hide his worried expression. After announcing Wang Yun's victory, he hurriedly walked down the stage and asked:

"Are you all right, how are you doing?"

Ding Liang is a qualified warrior, although he was beaten, he did not give in at all.

He straightened his clothes and replied: "I was just hit by a palm, why bother to ask such a question?"

Still have the nerve to ask people?

Your little face is as white as paper now, Chu Sheng complained in his heart.

The referee shook his hands anxiously, "It's not that you don't know that his palm technique is one of the world's three most poisonous hands, and the person with the palm can only live for an hour at most, why don't you apply for retirement and go to the hospital?"

Ding Liang was obviously holding on. Beads of sweat stood out on his forehead at this moment, but this "King of Mouth" still didn't give in.

He stretched his chest and said seriously, "Hmph, I learned internal energy before I learned to walk. Could it be that the past 18 years of practicing internal energy have been in vain?"

"It's okay?" The referee is also a soft-hearted person, and he can't bear to see someone accidentally lose their life for the game.

Then Ding Liang turned around and stood with his hands behind his back after hearing this, he had the aura of a martial arts hero relying on vain to control the wind.

"I can live for at least two hours."

referee:"???"

A simple and unpretentious answer caused an instant explosion in the audience.

Chu Sheng was so angry that he couldn't help rolling his eyes.

The water friends who watched the live broadcast were even more furious, dissing frantically:

"This is forcing the king to live!"

"Two hours...you don't really think you're particularly awesome, do you?"

"Did you delay playing the suona?"

"Did you delay our dinner?"

"Let's go bro, the black coffins are all in place, just wait for your Shenlong to return."

"Is the iron sand palm so ruthless? My mother said that I am deficient in iron and zinc."

"Then you can go to the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, Mr. Wang Yun, to make up for it, and I guarantee that you will make up for Iron Broken Heart..."

On the other side of the deserted island, the audience was also discussing one after another, and there was no end to the noise. Among them, the discussions of the Chusheng team were particularly heated:
Liu Yi: "According to the reasoning, is it possible to extend your life for two hours with another slap?"

Old Wang shook his head: "I guess it's fighting poison with fire, and recovering in place."

(End of this chapter)