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Chapter 145 Sparring
In a flash, Ma Wenrui was in front of Su Daoshan and punched him in the face.

Seeing the ferocious and sinister look on Ma Wenrui's face, and hearing the sound of his punches, Su Yu and Xixi were so anxious that they almost cried. Even Yue Zhen, who had the most confidence in Su Daoshan, didn't dare to look at him anymore.

But at this moment, everyone found that Su Daoshan took a step back calmly, bent his knees and lowered his shoulders, put on a boxing stance, clenched his left fist, and suddenly raised it upwards. With a snap, the energy exploded, and it was like an iron hammer, blocking Ma Wenrui's fist.

boom! There was a muffled sound.

The two men's arms smashed together, and the sudden burst of energy generated a shock wave in the collision, and there was a strong wind for a moment. Not only did the hair and clothes of the two men fly up, but even the people watching the fight nearby squinted their eyes unconsciously in the spreading dust.

What was shocking was that Ma Wenrui's punch not only failed to break Su Daoshan's fist frame, but instead made him take a step back.

"blocked?!"

"This kid is actually a seventh-grade martial artist! How old is he?!"

The crowd was in an uproar. Most of the people present were disciples of the sect. The seventh rank was just the basic requirement for leaving the sect and wandering the world. Not to mention the seventh rank, there were quite a few sixth rank disciples.

But a 16- or 17-year-old seventh-rank person is not ordinary. Although it can't be said to be unprecedented, it is definitely amazing. Such a genius is a treasure in any sect!
What was even more shocking was Yue Shifeng, Yue Zhen and other children of Yishan City's noble families. No one dared to believe that Su Daoshan, who was still an eighth-rank yesterday, had broken through to the seventh-rank overnight!

Moreover, he was only at the lower seventh rank, but he blocked a punch from Ma Wenrui, who was at the middle seventh rank. The fist was like cast iron, and it didn't even move.

On the contrary, after fending off Ma Wenrui with a punch, Su Daoshan scolded him bitterly: "Okay, okay... I just taught you a lesson, but you got so angry that you openly attacked me and wanted to kill me. I wanted to teach you a lesson and save you, and I wanted to get you back on the right path. But now it seems that you, this evil creature, have been possessed by the devil. I can't let you go today!"

As he spoke, Su Daoshan's movements were not slow. Almost at the same time when Ma Wenrui retreated, he rushed forward and followed him. His right hand made a fist, and his arm suddenly expanded an inch, and he swung it in a circle and smashed it down on Ma Wenrui's head.

"Snapped!"

This punch was like a fierce long-handled sledgehammer. Everyone only heard a burst of energy, and the next second, the fist was already on top of Ma Wenrui's head.

Eighteen Crazy Hammers, the first move, ringing the bell in the sea of ​​blood!
As soon as this move was made, Ma Wenrui's expression suddenly changed. At this moment, he felt as if he was in a sea of ​​blood and corpses, and in this crazy and cruel world, a huge war hammer came from the sky and smashed down fiercely.

Ma Wenrui did not dare to delay and used the Yunjing Sect's unique skill "The Vast Smoke and Waves Palm". With one move, waves appeared in the sea of ​​clouds and he raised his palms to the sky.

Boom. Fists and palms collided.

Ma Wenrui only felt a huge force coming, his arms were numb from the shock, and his feet involuntarily took two steps back again.

"This bastard is so strong!" Ma Wenrui felt as if a huge wave had risen in his heart.

Through this fight, he could be sure that the opponent was only at the lower seventh level of strength, and judging from the opponent's use of energy, his control over martial arts was not proficient.

His Qi was jerky, his movements were stiff, and there was no sense of fluidity between his moves and transitions. It was as if he was copying someone else's. This martial art was at most an entry-level skill.

But this frail boy was extremely strong, as if his body was made of steel!
After one move, Su Daoshan's body flew into the air, and his fists struck down from the air, one in front and one behind.

The second move of the Eighteen Crazy Hammers, Hellfire Meteor!
"We can't fight head-on!" Ma Wenrui felt Su Daoshan's indomitable and crazy momentum, his mind raced, and he immediately changed his tactics. He began to move around, using a set of Smoke and Vast Palm to both guide and remove the attack, making sure not a single drop of water could escape.

Bang, bang, bang... In the blink of an eye, the two sides exchanged seven or eight moves.

Everyone around was looking at him in disbelief. No one had expected that it was the young man in blue shirt who was chasing Ma Wenrui and fighting him. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have thought that Ma Wenrui was the one with the lower martial arts level.

However, as they watched, everyone noticed something was wrong.

Everyone discovered that although the young man in green was extremely powerful and had great momentum, he was only at the lower seventh rank after all, and his boxing skills seemed a little unfamiliar, so he couldn't defeat Ma Wenrui for a while.

On the other hand, although Ma Wenrui was suppressed and even chased around, he was actually not at a disadvantage thanks to his stronger strength and a set of palm techniques that could move a thousand pounds with a little effort. On the contrary, if the fight continued like this for a long time, the young man in green would soon run out of energy. By that time, he would be trapped by Ma Wenrui.

Although everyone was somewhat disgusted with Ma Wenrui's vulgarity and cunningness, they had to admit that Ma Wenrui was more experienced. And experience was an important weight in the balance of victory or defeat in a martial arts battle.

However, what people did not know was that almost as soon as Su Daoshan and Ma Wenrui started fighting, a dozen young men and women on the outskirts of the crowd widened their eyes and immediately cast their gazes towards a tall, middle-aged warrior wearing a conical hat and only a thin coat even in the cold winter, with most of his strong chest exposed.

"Crazy Eighteen Hammers, Fourth Uncle, is this Junior Brother?!" a fair-skinned, big-eyed young man said in surprise.

"It's probably him. The Su family... his appearance matches..." The middle-aged warrior narrowed his eyes slightly, "Your master left Yishan City a few days ago and said that he had just passed on the Hangu martial arts to him. He asked him to practice until he reached the seventh level. Unexpectedly, he has already been promoted to the seventh level. And judging from this set of Crazy Demon Eighteen Hammers, he should have comprehended the realm of seeing the shape and reached the entry level..."

"So fast?" The young men and women looked at each other.

As a unique skill of Hangu, many of them have practiced the Crazy Demon Eighteen Hammers. Therefore, they understand better than anyone how difficult it is to comprehend this set of hammer techniques to the level of seeing the shape.

The young man with big eyes was named Xue Yu, and he was Xie Xunbai's direct disciple. He counted on his fingers and said, "Even if we count from the day when Master left Yishan City, it has only been four or five days..."

He swallowed hard, staring blankly at Su Daoshan who was chasing and beating others all over the field, and muttered, "No wonder Master said that this kid is a little monster!"

"If the level of his literary spiritual roots has really reached an unimaginable and profound realm," said the middle-aged warrior, Meng Qiaofu, the fourth elder of Han Valley, "it is not surprising. The wonder of literary spiritual roots is that they are gifted by heaven." Gifted by heaven... all the disciples showed a hint of envy in their eyes.

Among the five spiritual roots, the Wen Ling root is the least suitable for martial arts training. However, once the Wen Ling root reaches a certain level, it is the one with the most extraordinary comprehension. Not only can it learn everything quickly, but in the later stage, it can also draw inferences from one example and bring forth new ideas!
"But... Junior Brother is probably not a match for that horse-faced kid yet," Xue Yu said with a stern look on his face, "How dare Yunjing Sect, a mere sect, bully our Han Valley. Uncle, should we..."

"It's a rare opportunity, let's wait and see." Meng Qiaofu looked at Su Daoshan with a hint of appreciation and smile in his eyes, "Your monster junior brother is not a good person. Didn't you see just now that those idiots from Yunjing Sect were scolded by him until their faces turned blue. Tsk, he looks so condescending, sanctimonious, and pretentious. Even when I scold people, I am not as majestic as him..."

When the disciples of Han Gu heard this, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Indeed, this junior fellow of mine is simply a weirdo. He is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he looks like a pedantic scholar, and he acts like he is sixty or seventy years old. When he scolds people, it's just like scolding his grandson.

Take Zheng Qiuyan for example. She was obviously pretty, but he bluntly denounced her as plain and ugly. He even claimed that she was jealous of Su Yu's beauty and that was why she spread rumors and slandered her. Finally, he said that she had messy eyebrows and a coquettish figure, and he determined that she must be a married woman. He asked her to call her husband and divorce her on the spot...

Every word of this hits me right in the heart.

It is said that when a scholar meets a soldier, he cannot explain his reason. But when you meet a scholar like this who just hits you in the face and doesn't give you any reason, you will feel so frustrated.

But, this scholar is also very good at fighting!
Meng Qiaofu said, "...Look at your junior brother. He has really mastered the Eighteen Crazy Hammers. He probably hasn't practiced them much in just a few days, so he is a little unfamiliar with them. It's a good thing to have an opponent like him as a sparring partner... I see that he is getting more energetic and fluent the more he fights..."

As he was speaking, Woodcutter Meng's eyes suddenly fixed and he uttered "Eh".

In the arena, Su Daoshan punched Ma Wenrui one after another like a war hammer. Once the Eighteen Crazy Hammers martial arts were unleashed, every move was like a madman, only attacking and not defending, and the more he fought, the crazier and fiercer he became. It was like a raging tide, one wave pushing another, and when the front wave retreated, it pushed the back wave higher and higher, making it more and more difficult to deal with.

In the blink of an eye, Su Daoshan had already thrown twelve punches. As his attacks became more and more fierce, his body began to change. He looked as if he had been steamed, his skin was red, and his eyes were full of bloodshot. His blue shirt was soaked with sweat, and it was bulging inside as if there was a rat jumping around, bulging here and there.

On top of his head, he was sweating profusely and white mist was rising. It was an obvious sign that his Qi and blood were too strong, his internal Qi was consumed too much, and his skills were close to being out of control.

"Tsk, look, what's wrong with this kid?"

"Isn't he possessed?"

The people around were all pointing and talking at Su Daoshan. Only Meng Qiaofu and the disciples of Hangu had their eyes brighter and brighter!

At this moment, Su Daoshan was completely immersed in the battle.

As early as when he comprehended the Eighteen Crazy Hammers, Su Daoshan had already experienced the domineering power of this martial art.

At that time, he was just sitting there, immersed in the world of martial arts, and the energy in his body was difficult to control, so it was released unconsciously, making the bedroom a mess.

Now that he actually used it, Su Daoshan discovered that this set of martial arts was ten times more domineering than he had imagined!
The power of each move in this martial arts is superimposed. From the moment he threw the first punch, Su Daoshan found that he could not stop at all. As the punches were launched, he was like a runaway train diving down from the top of a mountain. The superposition of inertial speed made the train go faster and faster, and the braking force required became greater and greater, and the distance became longer and longer.

It is no exaggeration to say that although Ma Wenrui seemed to be able to use his skill to dissipate most of the force, and it seemed that he was fighting an evenly matched opponent, in fact, this was the result of Su Daoshan's efforts to control him. And the abnormalities that appeared on him were also caused by this.

He is not trying to release the power, but trying to control the power!
Gather the Qi and blood, gather the inner Qi, gather the strength... don't let yourself be carried away by the Crazy Eighteen Hammers. Otherwise, Su Daoshan was confident that Ma Wenrui would not be able to hold on until now, and within five punches, he would have knocked him to the ground!
Su Daoshan even had a feeling that the one he was fighting against was not a warrior whose martial arts realm was higher than his, but a fragile glass doll. He had to be very careful so as not to break the other party by mistake.

For Su Daoshan, who was practicing this martial art for the first time and met a suitable opponent, this was a rare opportunity. Every response from the opponent and every bit of strength from his hand continued to deepen Su Daoshan's understanding of boxing.

Therefore, when Ma Wenrui had a sinister look on his face, thinking that he was constantly tempting Su Daoshan to consume his internal energy and physical strength, Su Daoshan also cooperated very well in controlling the strength, practicing boxing one punch after another. While constantly confirming his previous understanding, he was also constantly adjusting his internal energy, blood, and the rushing energy.

To perform the Eighteen Crazy Hammers, Su Daoshan used the Sleeping in the Snow and Fiery Sun skill.

A new set of internal energy and a new set of martial arts are both being performed for the first time, and they have to be coordinated with each other. You can imagine how difficult it is.

Sometimes, when a punch is thrown, the internal Qi fails to flow to the corresponding acupuncture points in time, resulting in insufficient Qi and blood, and the body can only rely on its own strength to support it, and the muscle fascia seems to be torn. Sometimes, the Qi and blood stimulated by the internal Qi burst out too early, and the Qi force bursts out before the punch is launched. The Qi force with nowhere to go runs around like crazy.

This is also the reason why it seems to others that his movements are jerky, his transitions are not smooth, and it seems that there is a mouse hidden inside his body.

What made it even more difficult was that the Eighteen Crazy Hammers not only had a crazy punching force, but the crazy nature of the martial arts itself also affected people's minds. There were several times when Su Daoshan got so excited that he wanted to just punch Ma Wenrui to death!
But it is easy to lose control. But that would also mean failure!
Su Daoshan does not allow himself to fail.

In the blink of an eye, the set of Eighteen Crazy Hammers was completed. Su Daoshan changed his fist momentum and launched another move called "Blood Sea Bell Ringing".

Seeing this move, Ma Wenrui's eyes lit up. He used the same move, Yunhai Shengbo, to meet it. Because he found that with the same boxing technique, the opponent's momentum was far less than before.

Sure enough, Ma Wenrui took this move easily, and the strength coming from his hand felt not even half of the previous one.

"Boy, I wonder how long you can last!" Ma Wenrui grinned.

Outside the crowd, Meng Qiaofu and the disciples of Hangu were already dumbfounded. When Su Daoshan attacked before, his Eighteen Crazy Hammers was only the entry level.

But after typing it this time, I have already mastered it!
(End of this chapter)