Kings of the Game: Getting Back to the Game, Beginning with the NBA

Chapter 166 Seventh level of fighting, the qualifications of a master!
Liu Ming stretched out his hand to lift Xu Si, and walked up the stairs one by one.

The third sister is not weak.

The turn back palm just now was even more perfect.

If Liu Ming hadn't deliberately consumed 10 more free skill points before going to the appointment, and ordered the first level of [King of Fighting], he would have been knocked down by her just because he was a few seconds late in his attack.

Liu Ming secretly calculated in his heart, and raised his vigilance for himself: "It seems that Huaxia Guoshu is indeed very profound. Reaction and speed are my strengths, but experience and awareness are my weaknesses. I must pay attention to it in the future."

Unknowingly, in terms of mood, Liu Ming grew up a small step again.

Come to the third floor.

A man over fifty years old slowly revealed his figure.

Sitting on a chair, he cupped his hands and said, "Oh, Lord Ming. You are here today, and the whole Zhonghua Building is full of splendor. Brother, I'm asking you for advice on behalf of the ancestor Shang's Xingyi."

Shang's Xingyi, it should be Mr. Shang Yunxiang's.

This person claimed to be the ancestor, so it must be Shang Yunxiang's direct descendants!

Liu Ming arched his hands, "Don't, you are the master, please go first."

Mr. Shang made a sudden step, and exerted force on the soles of his feet and five fingers, causing his whole body to vibrate with strength.

With a swish, the whole person was scurrying through the grass like a snake.

"Snake Pulling Grass", the snake-shaped body method in the twelve forms of Xingyimen.

Obviously, this movement technique has been practiced to the level of perfection by this descendant of the Shang family.

Alarm bells rang in Liu Ming's mind, "Master!"

Just as the words were on the verge of speaking, a figure flashed, and Mr. Shang had rushed up.

Before he had time to think about it, Liu Ming flicked his right leg, and a leg whip swept out.

This leg whip actually made a crisp sound by him.

Mr. Shang knows how powerful he is, so he doesn't insist on it.

In the snake shape, the "snake swings its body" swayed a bit, letting the whip brush against his face and swept over.

Liu Ming swept the air with one leg and was not discouraged. He stepped forward, and his body slammed like a mountain.

The speed was so fast and fierce that the ground was shaken by his strength.

Seeing Liu Ming hit him with a baji "Iron Mountain", his whole body is like iron, and the muscles on his arms are bulging like trees and vines. The steel is strong, and his elbow is like a gun piercing in front of him.
How dare Mr. Shang take it hard.

He stepped sideways to pass, and grabbed Liu Ming's left side in one fell swoop.

As soon as he grabbed the left side, his arm was like a knife, and he stabbed Liu Ming's ribs fiercely.

blah blah blah!

The strength brought the clothes up with a crisp sound!
At this moment, Liu Ming's body turned again, his arm made a circle, twisted back at an incredible angle, and hit Mr. Shang's hand knife just in time.

"Okay!" Mr. Shang hurriedly used the eagle shape, turned his hand into a claw, and bumped Liu Ming's iron elbow hard, only to feel a dull pain in the palm of his hand.

In Bajimen, the elbow is used as a spear, and Mr. Shang specially uses the eagle shape in the twelve shapes of Xingyi to match.

The gun is like a snake, and the eagle is like a catch.

The eagle's claws stabbed at the gun.

However, Liu Ming's elbow was like a piece of iron. In addition, the pores and muscles all over his body were swollen, and his strength was extremely strong. Mr. Shang's grasping failed several times, but his fingers were almost broken.

The two fought close to each other for several rounds, but they both felt that they couldn't take advantage.

Liu Ming also knew that Mr. Shang was a strong opponent, so he couldn't help but became addicted, and shouted: "Okay!"

Turning around suddenly, he slammed into him repeatedly with the iron mountain, moving his elbows like a gun, piercing up and down, like a big gun like a poisonous snake, burrowing, not leaving Mr. Shang's vital parts up and down.

Seeing Liu Ming's astonishing ferocity, Mr. Shang was not afraid. His body heaved and heaved, and his whole body suddenly became heavy and staggering, like a fat, chubby, heavy grizzly bear.

But when he struck with a fist, his arm was as nimble and quick as a bird.

Liu Ming knew right away that this was Shang's Xingyi's unique technique - "Xiong Ying Combined Strike".

One elbow was caught off and the elbow bumped.

Liu Ming could only feel that Mr. Shang's body remained motionless, extremely calm, and at the same time, every time the opponent slashed and grabbed, he could grasp his own elbow every time.

"Good Xingyi Kung Fu, with a torso like an old bear and arms like an eagle, happy!"

After Liu Ming got out of shape, he roared loudly.

[Ding, you spent 10 free skill points and learned the King of Fighting (Level [-])]

[King of Fighting (Level 3): Guoshu +[-]]

At this moment, the blood in Liu Ming's whole body was boiling, and he was full of fighting spirit.

He looked up at Mr. Shang who was opposite, and then strode over.

Every step he took, he used the recoil of the Pao Fist.

The whole floor shook slightly like an earthquake.

Every step you take seems to bring you an aura of earth-shattering.

The sky will collapse before me.

and the earth will be divided before me.

at this moment.

The invincible momentum of a martial arts master.

All of them were revealed from Liu Ming at once.

Walked four or five steps in a row.

The front shock was not smooth, and the aftershock reappeared.

It was as if the surging tide of the great river finally caused the resonance of the floor.

Because of the resonance, the amplitude of the floor swing is getting bigger and bigger.

The teacups on the table were dancing lightly at the moment.

There was a knock, knock, knock sound, and the scene was very scary.

The embarrassment on Mr. Shang's face flashed away, and finally he put down his fist with a wry smile, "Wait! I admit defeat!"

Immediately, all the voices in the entire Zhonghua Building fell silent, and a needle could be heard quietly.

……

Liu Ming stopped, and the shock subsided afterward.

The few steps just now made him suddenly touch an unprecedented realm.

"Force is inertia, relying on sudden bursts."

"Jin is the tense muscles, moving slowly."

I thought to myself.

Liu Ming punched his fists as if no one was there, and silently gestured.

His movements were slow and steady, like grinding a mill, or squeezing water from a sponge.

I realized it.

Liu Ming personally went over and bowed to Mr. Shang, "Thank you for your advice."

Mr. Shang was flattered and sighed: "Mr. Liu, you already have the appearance of a master at a young age, and your future is boundless."

Liu Ming smiled, but he was thinking in his heart: Zhonghua Building Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Sure enough, there are many heroes in Yangyang Huaxia!

Who the hell dares to underestimate me, no one in Chinese martial arts!

Not to mention Mr. Shang, I am afraid that a player like Hugh Ji Fuli will not be able to complete the five rounds under the hands of the third sister.

Just as he was thinking, Meng Junhua came up from downstairs, "Mr. Liu, is it my turn?"

Liu Ming has not yet answered.

Mr. Shang coughed twice, "Xiao Meng, you are a miscellaneous, and you will only increase the laughing stock in front of the master."

Meng Junhua blushed instantly, but he didn't dare to refute Mr. Shang.

Handyman.

It means not specializing in a certain boxing method, but being able to do everything.

But Liu Ming heard Meng Jia talk about his father, Meng Junhua's strongest point is actually playing with guns.

Think about it too, firearms are tyrannical now.

The so-called gods are hard to hide.

The double bonus red stick must also keep pace with the times in order to hold the field.

So Liu Ming smiled and said to Meng Junhua: "It doesn't matter what kind of punch it is, as long as it can turn people over, it's a good punch." After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hands and put them on Meng Junhua's.

Seeing Liu Ming's footwork and movements, Meng Junhua's eyes lit up slightly: "Okay, your words suit my taste!"

The two put their hands together.

Meng Junhua suddenly felt that the pores of Liu Ming's skin tightened and shrank, as if there were thousands of sharp steel needles in them, stabbing slightly upwards, rising and falling together, but not sending out.

He immediately understood that Liu Ming's boxing skills had reached an incredible level.

He doesn't know the specific state, but he must have far surpassed himself.

"You are clever, I lost."

Meng Junhua lost and lost openly.

Both are masters of Chinese martial arts, and they can know the depth of each other's kung fu as soon as they hold hands.

This is why there are rumors from the outside world that it is an illusion that Huaxia Guoshu only uses words and does not use hands.

The competition is over, and real gold has been refined!

Meng Junhua waved his hand.

The best private room in Zhonghua Building, the best table.

Of course, there are also the most beautiful sisters--Xu Si, Zhang Yongcheng and Meng Jia.

When everything was arranged, unexpected guests came to disrupt the situation.

"Liu Ming, boxing is afraid of being young. Mr. Shang is already old, and my father is a gun player. What kind of skill are you bullying them. If you have the guts, come out and challenge me!"

Liu Ming looked at Meng Junhua sympathetically, "Uncle Meng, how have you survived all these years? How dare you not only Jiajia, the devil incarnation, in your family?"

Meng Jiajia almost died of anger, "Liu Ming, you are miserable, my sister will definitely beat you like a pig's head!"

(End of this chapter)