Chapter 321: Looking at the sky in a well (1 update on the 27th)

As soon as Mu Fei saw the man in front of him, he felt that this person was not easy to deal with. (p; however, this feeling flashed in his heart, because since Mu Fei's body strengthened, in terms of fighting alone, he had never lost with his strong physical fitness. Even if An Zairong suffered some losses at that time, he had finally laughed to the end.

So, Mu Fei now had a swelling confidence in his heart. He looked at the man in front of him, and a sneer appeared on his face, "Tell me, whose person are you? Is He Liwen's subordinate? Or did Liu Hui send you here?"

"Liu Hui? He Liwen?" The man repeated it, but shook his head, "You made a mistake, it was not what they asked me to come."

As the man said, he pulled open the cotton coat, took out something from his pocket, put it on the ground next to him, and pressed it with a stone. If Mu Fei hadn't had extraordinary eyesight, he wouldn't be able to see what he had found from his pocket, but after seeing it clearly, Mu Fei was stunned, because it was a three-dozens of 100 yuan bill, neat and brand new, as if he had just taken it out of the bank.

"What do you mean?" Mu Fei asked with his eyebrows twisted.

"Someone broke one of your arm for 150,000 yuan. The 30,000 yuan is the money for treating your injuries. Don't worry, I will use the lightest and best treatment method to do it. You won't suffer too much." The man said calmly.

But when he heard this, Mu Fei felt unhappy. He sneered twice and asked, "Are you so sure that you can beat me? I must be no match?"

The man smiled faintly, "You can reach the level of eighth level of body tempering at a young age. You do have the capital to be proud. Even I think I am inferior to you, but it is not enough to have a high level. You... are not my opponent..."

The man shook his finger and said, slowly walking towards Mu Fei.

But Mu Fei was a little confused. He was level 8? What is level 8? Body tempering? Do you think this is reading a fantasy novel? Or body tempering?

But Mu Fei knew that it was not the time to ask, because just during this time when he was confused, the man had already walked up to him and stretched out his hand to buckle Mu Fei's left wrist like lightning.

Mu Fei was despised by him just now, and he was angry, but he was a little unhappy. Naturally, he would not succeed with his opponent. He shrank his left hand, turned around, and smashed his right fist straight to the man's face. Moreover, because the man gave Mu Fei the dangerous feeling before, he used 70% of the punch directly, and the force was not light, and the speed was extremely fast.

But the man seemed to have expected Mu Fei's actions in advance, and he didn't care at all. A faint chuckled appeared on his face. He raised his head slightly. Mu Fei's punch just rubbed against the tip of his nose, and swept across less than a centimeter away.

"The Spirit Ape Picks Peaches? I didn't expect that there are still people practicing this Wudang Changquan now, but your level is too ordinary..." The man said lightly after dodging Mu Fei's attack, then stretched out his hand lightly and buckled Mu Fei's left wrist into his hand.

His movements were not very fast or fancy, but the effect was very good and he hit it with one blow.

Mu Fei was also slightly stunned. He used 70% of his strength, and it can be said that he was bound to get a punch. Not only was he, but he was caught before he could react. He moved faster than himself? How did he do it?

Do you dare to hold my hand? It's just my wish!!

Mu Fei thought, shook his left hand, held the man's wrist, pulled it back, took a step forward with his right foot, held his strength, and hit the man's chest with his right fist.

Mu Fei used 90% of this punch, and his fist broke through the air and brought out a whirring fist wind. If he really hit it, he might be shocked if a cow was hit.

The man also saw that the punch was very powerful, but Mu Fei held his right wrist back and could not withdraw his hand at all, so he could only use his left hand to block it.

"Bang!"

Mu Fei's punch hit the man's left forearm. He was hit by Mu Fei's punch and took two or three steps back, but he didn't fall. Then he grinned, "Half-step Bengquan? What a heavy punch, are you a strength type? This strength is much greater than that of the average level 8..."

"What are the seventh and eighth level? Power type? What are you talking about in a mess?" The man said Mu Fei and two big heads. He asked impatiently.

This time the man was stunned. His strength was stronger than himself. Doesn’t he even know about the martial arts level?

"What I said about level 7 and level 8 is naturally the martial arts level. You haven't even heard of this? I really don't know how you practiced to this level..."

The man shook his head helplessly, "Since you don't know, then I will tell you that martial arts practice is divided into three levels, first-level body tempering, second-level Qi training, third-level mind concentrating, each level nine, you can impact the next level. You are at eight levels. In terms of strength, you are at eight levels, and I am at seven levels of body tempering, which is the power of seven people. In addition, each person will have a certain specialty based on his own or practice method. Do you understand this? "

After hearing his words, Mu Fei realized that there were so many statements about practicing martial arts, which was a category he had never touched before. He suddenly became curious, but he also knew that now was not the time to say more.

"Didn't you want me to cut off my arm? Why do you still tell me so much?" Mu Fei asked with his eyebrows twisted.

The man's mouth curled up slightly, and a hint of chuckled, "That's because you are not bad in nature, and although 30,000 yuan can cure your injuries, you have to suffer more or less. These words are treated as compensation..."

As he said that, the man shook his neck and made a "crack" sound of the ground bones.

"I won't say nonsense. Although you are one level higher than me, you must not be my opponent. I would like to advise you, and you should just surrender honestly and suffer less."

The man's words were filled with confidence, but Mu Fei regarded it as contempt for him.

Mu Fei is not the kind of person who can admit defeat. When he heard this, he felt a sense of fire in his heart. He raised his fist and rushed forward, "Don't be there to be quiet, who can't speak loudly? The subordinates see the truth..." Mu Fei shouted.

The man shook his head, bent his hands and raised them, and made a preparatory move similar to a boxer.

At this time, Mu Fei rushed to the front, punching like the wind, and one punch was not stopped, and the other punch came again. The fist spilled like a rainstorm, all of it greeted the man. Even though the man was wearing a thick cotton coat, it was still "crackling" by Mu Fei.

But although Mu Fei's attack was indeed terrifying, the effect was not satisfactory. The man responded to changes with his constant movements, and his arms moved gently. No matter where Mu Fei punched, he would easily block it. After dozens of punches, Mu Fei was exhausted, but he didn't hit the man's vital point.

"It's obviously a level eight strength, that's the level?" the man laughed disdainfully.

Mu Fei felt now, as if he was hitting cotton with his fist. No matter how he hit, he could not use his strength. He was wasted his energy for a while. He couldn't help but feel anxious and angry.

"Bastard!! Pour it for me!"

Mu Fei cursed, and after retracting his fists, he prepared his momentum and swung his right fist and smashed it over.

At this moment, Mu Fei saw a ray of conspiracy flashing in the man's eyes. He thought to himself that it was not good, but it was too late to react.

"Don't you know that in melee combat, it is taboo to use this ultimate move at will..."

As the man spoke, his body slightly fell, avoiding Mu Fei's move, and then he took advantage of the momentum of getting up and punched it straight into Mu Fei's chest.

"Well!!"

Mu Fei suddenly felt his chest stagnant and could hardly breathe, and his whole body was also beaten by this punch and took a few steps back.

"Ha ha"

Mu Fei leaned down, panting while covering his chest, and his heart gradually became a little angry.

Although he suffered a loss when fighting with An Jae-rong, it was just a small loss after all. The latter half was just a few hits by him because he deliberately let the water go. But now, he was really beaten to no aura.

The feeling of fighting with this man was like a strong man. When he met a master with high martial arts skills, he was obviously better than the other party's physical qualities, but he just couldn't get any advantage.

Since Xiao Meng arrived and strengthened his body, he had never suffered such a big loss. He was angry, but he was also secretly frightened. It seemed that there was someone outside the world and there was a sky outside the world. He thought he was already very strong, but now it seems that he was just a frog in the well, watching the sky in the well.

The man said that he was at the seventh level of body tempering and he was at the eighth level of body tempering. Now he was struggling to deal with a person who was lower than his level. How can he deal with the Qi training level and the concentration level above the body tempering level?

It turned out that he thought that his potential gene was opened, and that he was the only one in the world who had the body, but the fact was not the same. It seems that there are still many people in this world who are like themselves, even better than themselves.

Thinking of this, a sense of crisis came to Mu Fei's heart.

Mu Fei leaned down and panted as he looked at the man. The man was a little surprised, "Hey? I didn't fall down with a punch that was 80% strong? Are you an endurance type?"

As the man said, he attacked Mu Fei again, and Mu Fei also stood up to meet him. The two of them fought again, attacking and blocking each other, and they counterattacked each other with a "bang" sound. The man was strong because he was experienced, while Mu Fei was strong because he was fast and strong. For a moment, no one could gain the advantage.

This time Mu Fei has also learned his cleverness and does not need to use the move that takes a long time to take action. Just as the man said, the move is powerful, but if it fails, it will be easy to find flaws and fight back, and it will be easy to cause danger.

But Mu Fei was still a little tenderer than that man. At first, he was fine, but after two or three minutes, he could not get any advantage at all. He became a little anxious. Suddenly, he had an idea and came up with an idea.

Just after Mu Fei blocked the man's punch, he suddenly punched it straight into the man's face. Looking at his appearance, he seemed to be anxious. In fact, he deliberately sold a flaw to the other party, and exposed his chest when he punched.

The man saw this flaw at a glance and immediately raised his fist to hit Mu Fei in the chest.

Being fooled!!

Mu Fei was delighted, turned sideways, and punches, raising his knees toward the man's lower abdomen.

Who knew that at this moment, the man not only showed no panic on his face, but also showed a hint of mockery.

Mu Fei's eyes suddenly became wide and he felt something was wrong.

The man suddenly shook his body, twisting his waist at a strange angle, and not only flashed by Mu Fei's attack, but also raised his arm and elbow, and directly hit Mu Fei's neck...

ps: It's even later, sorry, it's gone today.
Chapter completed!