Chapter 52 Iron Fist

Chapter 52 Iron Fist

Whoosh!

The night wind howled!

Wu Qian's figure flashed by, leaping over most of the yard and heading straight for Chu Liang.

The killing intent was pervasive, and the momentum was terrifying.

"Die!"

His eyes were cold, his body was sharp, his hands clasped into claws, and his claws were like a falcon, like a hawk hunting.

Under the moonlight, his figure was so fast that only a shadow remained.

In one breath, he reached Chu Liang.

Chu Liang did not dodge, his body sank, took a step forward, and suddenly punched a straight punch!

The fist wind whistled, and there was a faint sound of dragon roaring and tiger roaring.

Before the fist arrived, the fierce and crazy aura was already rushing in his face.

A trace of surprise flashed in Wu Qian's eyes, and he immediately changed his claws into fists.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided, and the breath was agitated.

Chu Liang did not move at all.

Wu Qian flew backwards, landed in the yard, and retreated more than ten steps.

He stopped, looked up at Chu Liang, and the surprise in his eyes was even greater.

"How is that possible?"

In the collision just now, he actually suffered a loss!

He wanted to use an eagle claw to go straight to Chu Liang's neck, but Chu Liang's reaction was much faster than he expected, and he did not resist at all, but punched him domineeringly.

At that moment, he had a premonition that if he did not change his tactics, he would definitely be injured by that punch.

So, he was the first to attack, and he was also the last to defend.

"Well, I underestimated you!"

Wu Qian took a deep breath, his eyes flashed coldly.

He flashed, walked out of several strange zigzags in the yard, erratic, and pounced on Chu Liang again.

In just a moment, he appeared on Chu Liang's right side, clasped his hands into claws again, with sharp fingertips, and attacked Chu Liang at an extremely tricky angle.

This time, Chu Liang shook slightly.

Swish——!

The five claws that looked like eagle claws suddenly slashed across his chest, easily tearing open the cloth on the surface, leaving several hideous marks.

Well!

Wu Qian was delighted, but the joy lasted less than half a breath.

The next moment, his claws touched the inner layer of dark silk soft armor.

He only heard a few "chi" sounds, and the sharp claws scratched the surface of the soft armor, leaving no trace at all.

At this moment, Chu Liang's fist had reached Wu Qian's chest.

"Bang!"

This punch was amazing and extremely violent!

Wu Qian groaned, his face suddenly turned pale, he felt his chest was dull, breathing was difficult, and he was actually out of breath for a while.

He hurriedly retreated, trying to distance himself.

But Chu Liang was relentless, and the second punch followed, just as terrifying and domineering as the previous one.

Boom!

The fist was like a heavy hammer, hitting Wu Qian's chest heavily, shaking him all over.

"Not good!"

Wu Qian thought it was not good, he was beaten to lose balance, and his body tilted backwards uncontrollably.

He gritted his teeth and simply rolled down.

"Puff!"

Before falling, he spit out a hidden weapon.

He didn't want to kill Chu Liang, but to buy him time to breathe.

Then, he rolled over ten times like a rolling dragon, ignoring the dust on the ground, and then he stood up awkwardly with one hand on the ground.

And the hidden weapon he spit out had been caught by Chu Liang.

It was a flying needle, flashing a terrifying cold light under the moonlight.

"Sure enough..."

Wu Qian was not surprised, knowing that this hidden weapon could not hurt Chu Liang.

His face turned pale, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. There was a bloody taste in his throat. It was obvious that he was hurt by Chu Liang's two punches.

"Chu Liang, you are a country bumpkin. Your fighting skills are average, but your strength surprised me a little."

Wu Qian stared at Chu Liang, and his voice became a little hoarse.

Chu Liang smiled and replied, "I was born with supernatural power."

"Really?"

Wu Qian said coldly, "Before, we all guessed that you were just a leader in one blood and qi. Now it seems that you must have condensed a second blood and qi, otherwise you would not have been able to hurt me."

While speaking, he secretly swallowed a medicine to treat lung injuries.

Chu Liang saw his little action, but did not stop him.

This Wu Qian is also a master of two blood and qi, and he has been hanging around in the county for many years. He has rich combat experience and is a very good opponent.

"Chu Liang, you have good talent, but it's a pity that you are narrow-minded and don't want to make progress. You are trapped in this small place. I think... you haven't learned martial arts yet?"

Wu Qian twisted his neck and slowly clenched his ten fingers.

Crackling!

There was a bursting sound between his knuckles, which sounded a bit scary.

"I'll show you how unbearable your brute force is!"

As soon as the voice fell, his body turned into a residual image again and rushed straight to Chu Liang.

This time, he did not choose any weird angles, his body movements were wide and his fists were raised high.

He was going to fight Chu Liang head-on!

Chu Liang's eyes lit up, he took a deep breath, and threw a punch as well.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided, the blood and qi surged, and the sound was like thunder.

Chu Liang's body shook, and he took a small step back, and his right arm that punched was slightly painful.

He could feel that the opponent's strength was much greater than the last collision.

Only martial arts could explain the sudden increase in strength in a short period of time.

On the opposite side, Wu Qian was shocked, and was beaten back four or five steps again, and his whole arm was numb with pain.

"How is it possible?"

He clenched his fists, and couldn't believe it.

"I have been practicing Iron Stone Fist for many years." He stared at Chu Liang in disbelief. "This martial art is famous for its power. In the past, when I used this martial art, no one could stop me from the two qi and blood, no matter who it was. You can only avoid the sharp edge temporarily, but you actually..."

Iron Stone Fist, this martial art is very famous in the county. It is exclusive to the martial arts alliance. It requires a lot of meritorious exchanges. When it is practiced to perfection, the warrior can explode with unimaginable power.

It is considered to be an above-average excellent martial art among low-level martial arts. It can be used as a martial arts in small martial arts schools.

"This is martial arts, not bad."

Chu Liang looked satisfied and praised.

Hearing this compliment, Wu Qian was immediately angry.

How could he not see that Chu Liang clearly regarded him as his training partner!

This is a great humiliation!

"Chu Liang, you deserve to die!"

Wu Qian shouted coldly and took action again.

He had a strange figure, like a ghost. He quickly came to Chu Liang's left side and punched Chu Liang directly in the temple.

Chu Liang held his breath and concentrated, turned around, and opened Wu Qian's fist with fist to fist.

"snort!"

Wu Qian's eyes were full of murderous intent, he moved around, slid up behind Chu Liang, clasped his two fingers, and hit Chu Liang directly in the back of the head.

Chu Liang immediately turned around and blocked his attack with ease.

Show off your skills at a glance!

In just a few breaths, he blocked more than ten attacks from Wu Qian.

Wu Qian's feet kept moving, like a swimming fish, moving around Chu Liang. Sometimes his fingers became eagle claws, sometimes they were clenched into fists, and sometimes they were like sharp blades piercing Chu Liang's eyes.

After more than ten breaths, he grabbed Chu Liang's throat with his hand, and with his fingers breaking through the wind, he grabbed Chu Liang's neck.

Chu Liang held up his left arm to block the attack, and then counter-swiveled his other hand towards Wu Qian's heart.

Wu Qian's other hand struck at Chu Liang's ribs.

"boom!"

The two of them received a punch each, and they both retreated and distanced themselves.

Chu Liang's expression was calm, but his breath was a little faster than at the beginning.

Wu Qian's face turned pale, he covered his heart and took several deep breaths. His whole breath was disordered, and his face had an abnormal rosiness.

"Chu Liang!"

His voice was hoarse, he stared at Chu Liang and shouted: "Don't be arrogant, I'm not in good condition tonight, you are lucky!"

As he spoke, he began to retreat quickly.

Wu Qian already understood that he could not defeat Chu Liang on his own, so he could only ask his elder brother Wu Neng to take action.