Chapter 2: Clash of Secrets Unveiling Jianghu's Hidden Power

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"The five elements of the human body, the heart belongs to fire, the lungs belong to gold, the kidneys belong to water, the spleen belongs to earth, and the liver belongs to wood, plus the two qi's of yin and yang, and the seven injuries of one practice hurt all seven of them." "For every layer of depth of this Seven Killing Fist's punching technique, one's own internal organs suffer an additional layer of damage, in reality, it is to injure oneself first before injuring the enemy." Suddenly, I heard a man downstairs shouting, "Asshole, who gave you the guts to insult my sect here!" The crowd turned their eyes to look, only to see the podium, the table at the head of the left grabbed up a rough man, pointed, and cursed: "You dog thief, actually dared to say that my faction of the practice of the harmful and unhelpful, come on, come on, you come to eat my fist, to see this set of punches in the end is beneficial or unhelpful!" After saying this, and without waiting for him to distinguish, he took a few tight steps and blasted a fist at the temple of the old man's head. This person punches both fast and hard, and the sound stops the fist to, see that the old man is going to die under this fist, the crowd only felt a flash of light, a middle-aged scholar suddenly blocked front of the old man, stretching out his right hand, gently and cleverly set off this fist. The rough man did not let up, the right hand was separated, and the left hand quickly into a fist into a palm, hitting the trend, the palm wind is harsh, directly to the middle-aged scribe's chest Yutang acupoints. The middle-aged scribe's right hand, a "snap" sound and the bold man against a palm, as if nothing, even the corner of the coat did not shake half a point, bold man only feel a strong force come, Deng Deng Deng even back three big steps, a butt back in the seat. The bold man was horrified, and hastily moved his hands, but it was not the slightest bit of trouble, only the left hand slightly numb. I only heard the middle-aged scribe beside my ear say, "Your Excellency is highly skilled in martial arts, why do you need to have a general understanding with a storyteller." The rough and rugged man knows that the other party's internal strength is far above his own, just now has been merciful, hastily stood up to the middle-aged scribe cupped fists: "Thank you for your mercy, high mou heart to receive, high mou is not illiterate people, but this old man in front of insulting my sect, but today can not spare him." The middle-aged scribe was surprised and said, "What do you mean by that? This old man speaks his own book, when did he insult your sect?" The bold man said angrily, "Although this dog thief is talking about the Seven Killing Fists, it is just one word short of my Kongdong Sect's Zhen Sheng Kung Fu Seven Injury Fist, so a clear-eyed person can see that he is talking about my Sect's Sheng Kung Fu Seven Injury Fist. What's more, my Kongdong Sect's Seven Injury Fist is renowned in the Jianghu, how can it be cracked by any random cat or dog?" The crowd was somewhat speechless, this rough man seems to lack heart, the storyteller fabricated martial arts, he had to pull to their own masters of the Divine, born I don't know what kind of idle gas. The middle-aged scribe said indistinctly, "So Your Excellency is a senior member of the Kongdong Sect, the Kongdong Sect is a well-known and righteous sect in the martial arts world, and Old Sect Master Zhao's high level of martial arts skills and righteousness of behavior make him a first-rate figure in the righteous martial arts in the Northwest of our country. Mister Ning has always admired him." "This old man has violated your sect's taboo, it was originally his fault, but Nian actually did it unintentionally and did not mean to offend. Please ask Brother Gao to be magnanimous and let him go." Although this Kongdong Sect's high brother was still a bit indignant, he was afraid of the middle-aged scribe's martial arts and also had more important things on his mind, so he resentfully said to the old man, "Count yourself lucky, I'll sell this Mr. Ning a face today, but if I ever hear you say the words Seven Killing Fists out of your mouth again in the future, be careful with your life!" That old man was already paralyzed by this jerk, then heard these threatening words, even more alarmed. He only thought to get up and apologize to him, but his legs were a bit soft and he couldn't get up even after struggling several times. Seeing this, Mr. Ning (the middle-aged scribe in the previous article) leaned over to give him a hand. As soon as Mr. Ning's hand touched the speaker's arms, he immediately felt that something was wrong, the man's arms were covered with strong qi, and it was obvious that his internal strength was not weak. Only to see the lecturer's hands wrap around and around, and in the process, he wrapped both of Mr. Ning's arms tightly, while at the same time, the wind of the fists behind Mr. Ning's back rose up, and someone punched him in the Shentang acupoint on his back. Mr. Ning knew that something was wrong, and his face suddenly became purple, gathering his whole body's strength in his back, taking the punch hard, and at the same time, with the force of his right hand, he broke away from the lecturer's grip, and then slapped his palm at the lecturer's head. The lecturer let go of Mr. Ning's left hand, his legs exerted force, and his entire body flew backward ten feet or so, avoiding the palm, and slowly stood up, his eyes staring at Mr. Ning, his eyes blazing with intensity and abnormality. Mr. Ning's blow fell short, and with a backhanded slap, he forced back the man behind him, and with a movement of his feet, he instantly returned to his original seat and stood. Mr. Ning's wife had been watching the show with a smile on her face, but when things changed it was too late to react, seeing Mr Ning retreating, she hurriedly stood up to support him. Concerned, she asked, "Brother! How are you? Is there anything wrong?" Mr. Ning patted Madam's arm and shook his head. His face flushed, and with a great deal of boredom in his chest, he spat out a large mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound. Upstairs that Yue's s*x young man position is very good, downstairs changes all by the young man in the eyes, see Mr. Ning injured spitting blood, a moment of forgetfulness stood up. And then a glance downstairs that hunchback, can not help but light "eek" a sound. Suddenly heard a few "pop, pop, pop" sounds, and someone from the upstairs applause, the crowd followed the sound of a look, only to see the upstairs by the railing that table did not know when the young man stood up, applauding praised: "Ning Warrior good handsome kung fu!" This person's mouth was loudly praised, but his face was wooden and expressionless, making people feel very strange. The teahouse crowd of loafers saw someone fighting in the teahouse, and those who were afraid of trouble tried to slip out the door to hide. Who thought from the outside came a big burly man, backhanded the teahouse door buckle dead, shook the steel knife in his hand, and shouted: "Sun and Moon Divine Sect to do business, do not interfere with the obedient to stay in the position do not move, want to reach out, do not blame the brothers of the knife is not long eyes!" Seeing this, Mr. Ning knew that he had been ambushed by the enemy, wiped the blood from the side of his mouth, clasped his fist at the young man upstairs, and said, "Which one of the Demon Sect's faces is your Excellency? Forgive Mr. Ning's poor eyesight, I can't recognize you all." The young man laughed and said, "We are all nobodies of the Divine Sect, our names are not worth mentioning, this time we came here, one is that we have long admired the martial arts skills of the Great Warrior Ning, and the brothers have admired them for a long time, and want to bargain for a bargain face to face." "Secondly, I heard that the Great Warrior Ning is carrying a secret book, which is the world's first-class martial arts. The brothers are itching to borrow the book, and want to take a look at it, but please don't worry about it, Master Ning, the brothers just want to see the world's first-class martial arts secret, the big guys will just look at it here, and return it to you when they're done, and definitely won't transcribe it." Mr. Ning let out a "humph" and said, "Don't bring out this kind of childish talk. Mister Ning was unaware of your ways today, and it's your skill that's superior, so Mister Ning admits it, so if you have any moves, feel free to come at Mister Ning." The previous brash man laughed out loud and said, "Mr. Ning is so bold, the fight just now wasn't enjoyable, come on, come on, Mister Gao will come back to learn from Warrior Ning's masterstroke." After saying that, he put his hands in a stance and swung his fist over. Mr. Ning instantly recognized this person as the one who had just backstabbed him, and angrily cursed, "Hiding villain, only capable of hurting people behind their backs." A palm slapped out, palm wind whistling, already exerting ten percent of his strength.
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