The children were so scared that they found that these stones were either caught or dodged. The two beggars rushed up like barbarian bulls.

Seeing that the children could not be smashed, they relied on the large number of people and rushed forward together. Five or six people fought with Fu Xiaowa and Xiaowen.

Fu Xiaowa didn't want to fight, but Xiaowen was smashed to death every day, so it was not a solution to continue like this.

These children are just rich children who have just started out. They are spoiled in the city. They have not learned much in a few days since they arrived here. Fu Xiaowa has been chopping wood on the mountain since he was a child, and has walked dozens of miles a day to buy and sell wood. His body is very strong. Fu Xiaowa did not hit them, but just hugged them and threw them to the ground. The children made them chew mud on the mouth and cried loudly on the ground.

Soon two or three children were thrown and crying. Just as Xiaowa and Xiaowen were about to have the advantage, a sudden bang sounded. Fu Xiaowa looked at him and felt a chill in his heart. He saw Xiaowen being knocked out, slid on the ground for a short distance, and bleeding from his nose.

The sudden change made everyone stop, and they saw a child who came at some point in a brocade dress and silk, which was obviously different from the child next to him. He was the son of a wealthy family at first sight.

Fu Xiaowa looked at the child silently, and his eyes looked at each other straight.

"Boss Sing, you are here. It's so great. Come and beat them up for us, oh!" A child got up from the snow with a grin.

"Two beggars dare to bully my brother Shen Zhengming. I am so impatient to live!" The child named Shen Zhengming put on a martial arts posture, and it seemed that he had learned some kung fu.

"It's them who have been asking us for trouble. Who bullies who!" Xiaowen wiped his nosebleed on the ground and got up.

"So what if you are asking for trouble? You two despicable servants are born with bad luck. You think you are worthy of you. For those of you, you are not even as good as those who wash your feet in our house!" the child next to you shouted.

The child named Shen Zhengming nodded: "They are right. If you are servants, you should look like servants. You dare to deceive the main culprit. How can you spare you!"

"The servants are also humans, Brother Xiaofrog, fight with them!" Xiaowen got up from the ground with red eyes, gritted his teeth and rushed over with fists.

Seeing that Xiaowen's offensive was unmoved at all, Shin-zhengming said lightly: "Zhuyun Fist!"

I saw Shen Zhengming pressing down on his horse, stabilizing his lower plate, and his fist was like a through the cloud, avoiding Xiaowen's fist and hitting Xiaowen's chin up from his abdomen. With a slap, Xiaowen immediately flew out. Fu Xiaowa hurriedly held Xiaowen behind so that he would not fall to the ground.

The children around were cheering, Xiaowen's mouth was bleeding, and Fu Xiaowa was so heartbroken that they were facing the most painful result. Shen Zhengming was approaching step by step, and the dangerous aura was coming. Fu Xiaowa and Xiaowen could not fight at all. They could not defeat those who practice martial arts. They could only let the mermaid meat and faced the most tragic situation.

Shen Zhengming was approaching, Fu Xiaowa and Xiaowen were trembling, and their fists were already raised. It was the fist of a martial artist. It was as powerful as a mad tiger, destroying muscles and bones. He wanted to take action, but no one could withstand this punch, even if it was an adult man for a year, while Fu Xiaowa and Xiaowen were just children, thin children.

The punch had already fallen, and it was about to be bloody everywhere. Fu Xiaowa closed his eyes in despair, waiting for the arrival of this nightmare.

"Cloud-piercing fist!"

This is indeed the Chuanyun Fist, which is very authentic Chuanyun Fist, with a perfect amplitude and neatness. However, this shout was not from the mouth of Shen Zhengming, but from Xiaowen. Xiaowen shouted Chuanyun Fist, avoiding Shen Zhengming Fist with one punch, and hit Shen Zhengming's chin directly from under his abdomen.

This sudden change caught Shin-zhengming off guard. He faced his boxing skills for the first time, which was actually the Chuanyun Fist used by his opponent. Fortunately, he had received formal martial arts training and allowed him to retreat, return to defend with his palms, and Xiaowen's fist passed by his chin.

Shen Zhengming touched his chin in shock, and he was only a little short of being hit. He couldn't believe it, he couldn't believe that this little beggar could have master Chen's cloud-piercing fist.

After being forced to do this by the beggar, Shen Zhengming couldn't help but become angry and made a ruthless move. He changed his posture and shouted sternly: "Two styles of Chuanyun, Long Teng!"

His arms turned into dragons, wrapped around and added elbow strikes. The elbow strikes were several times the power of the fist. The middle one injured the tendons and bones. Seeing that the situation was not good, Fu Xiaowa immediately rushed forward and separated his body between the two. In an instant, Fu Xiaowa's body was hit by Shen Zhengming's elbow, and his internal organs tumbling, and his ribs were about to break.

Seeing the blood flowing from the corner of Fu Xiaowa's mouth, Xiaowen suddenly lost his mind and shouted: "Two styles of Chuanyun, Longteng!"

In fact, he had the same move as Shen Zhengming. He elbowed into Shen Zhengming's chest with an elbow. Shen Zhengming was hit hard and couldn't help but take a few steps back and stood on the ground in shock. Xiaowen had never practiced basic skills and was not strong enough. Even if he hit, he did not cause serious damage to Shen Zhengming. However, this was a solid move, which also made Shen Zhengming uncomfortable.

"You, you, I'm going to kill you, three styles of Chuanyun, and thunder!" The child Shen Zhengming was also red in his eyes. He had never suffered such insults.

The snow danced, and it turned into water when it fell on the arm. I saw that Shen Zhengming's arm muscles surged and his internal strength gathered, as if it was a thousand equal force. It seemed that Shen Zhengming was really moving. If possible, he would die. Everyone looked at everything that was about to happen and was out of control.

"Stop!" At this moment, the sudden harsh shout ended the bloody scene that was about to happen.

As everyone looked at each other, an old man with a long hair appeared with several strong men. At this time, the children were stunned, like courageous mice, shrank so much that they were afraid of being seen.

"Big, Master..." Shen Zhengming was also shocked. Although he was a child, he knew this person. Xiao Yuntian, the number one martial artist in Tai'an Martial Arts Hall, the eldest disciple of the old master, was an authoritative existence in the hearts of the apprentices.

"What are you doing? Are you killing each other?" Xiao Yuntian's voice was as bright as a bell, making people feel scared.

Xiao Yuntian glanced at him, and no one present dared to make a sound.

The child named Shin-zhengming said anxiously: "Great, Master, what happened is like this. These two servants are wronged and speak rudely. We are about to teach them a lesson!"

"What are you talking rudely? These days, you don't have to throw us away!" Xiaowen said angrily.

"What are you two doing?" Xiao Yuntian looked at Fu Xiaowa and Xiaowen.

"We...we are servile servants in the woodshed!" The two of them lowered their heads.

"I just saw you using the Cloud Crane Fist. Do you know that you will be punished by a stick when you secretly learn martial arts!" Xiao Yuntian said sternly.

"No, I can guarantee that Xiaowen has never learned martial arts secretly, and he has never known martial arts!" Fu Xiaowa was frightened and stood in front of Xiaowen and quickly explained.

"What happened to the Cloud-Pengyun Fist just now?" Xiao Yuntian asked.

At this time, Shen Zhengming seemed to be looking for an opportunity and hurriedly said, "They must have learned martial arts secretly, and they actually knew the first and second styles of the Pioneering Cloud Fist. This is the kung fu that Master Chen taught me privately. Even the new apprentice is not qualified!"

"I saw him gesture like this, and I learned it!" Xiao Wen said.

"Lie and lie, how is it possible? Master Chen taught me step by step and has learned it after several days of practical practice. You can see it once?" Shen Zhengming shouted.

"What I said is true, believe it or not!" Xiaowen left his head.

Fu Xiaowa was very anxious, but he had no choice but to do anything. He was just a traitor and could not do anything.

This is indeed an unconvincing word, saying that you can learn it by watching it once, so why does the martial arts school invite a martial arts gurus?

Xiao Yuntian saw what happened just now. He silently agreed, brushed his long beard and said to the young man next to him: "Qingyun, use the most basic move of the Everlasting Sorrow Fist to show him!"

"Yes, master!" The strong man named Qingyun bowed with his hands and led his orders.

The snow drifted, and Qingyun stepped forward, stood in the open space, stomped his legs, drew a huge circle in the sky with his palms, and shouted: "Look, the starting stance of the Everlasting Suffer Fist, waving the sky!"

A powerful voice, a set of boxing techniques was like flowing in Qingyun's hands. In the end, Qingyun's fist returned to his waist, and there seemed to be a fist path that was just flying and dancing in the space.

"Okay, now you use this set of boxing to hit me!" Xiao Yuntian said lightly.

"Can you take it seriously?" Xiao Wen said.

Xiao Yuntian nodded.

Xiaowen clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, took a step, and also drew a huge circle in the air with his palms. The fist clenched as thin as a hand, greeted Xiao Yuntian according to Qingyun's fist technique.

Xiao Yuntian's eyebrows couldn't help but move. He taught countless disciples from the boxing gym, and had never seen anyone beat Changhen to such a standard for the first time.

Xiao Yuntian only used one hand to lightly block it, and Xiao Wen's fists all fell into nothing, and the last punch fell on Xiao Yuntian, as if it was hitting an iron plate, which made Xiao Wen's hand numb.

The last punch was Xiao Yuntian deliberately tested Xiao Wen's boxing power. It was obvious that the punch was seriously insufficient, which was the reason for the basic skills. However, the martial arts talent shown by Xiao Wen was indeed amazing.`

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