208 Hawk Claws Boxing (2/2)
”Ye Qiu, why did you make a sneak attack?” Liu Tieguo criticized him loudly.
However, nothing could register in Ye Qiu's brain right now. Growling and snarling in a frenzy, he bounded into the air again and thrashed toward Xiao Luo with his hands. With the whistling wind, his blade-like fingers fiercely streaked across the air.
Xiao Luo was moving back while fighting against Ye Qiu. From an outsider's view, he was the underdog in the race and was suppressed by Ye Qiu. While in fact, he was observing Ye Qiu's hawk's claw boxing technique. One of the advantages of Yi Jin Jing was that it allowed the practitioner to learn and copy other types of martial arts.
After studying for about five minutes, Xiao Luo stopped retreating. He moved forward for the first time, jumped up and flipped in the air. Under great risk, he dodged Ye Qiu's savage fingers as he landed on tiptoe. He instantly leaned forward with his right hand forming a stiff claw, and grasped on Ye Qiu's hand as fast as a flash of lightning. The tips of Xiao Luo's fingers dug in Ye Qiu's hand and held it in a vice-like grip. He then yanked Ye Qiu's arm across harshly, throwing him off his balance.
”AHH ~”
Ye Qiu howled in pain, his arms shivering.
”You lost!” Xiao Luo gazed at him emotionlessly.
The table was turned so fast that the people around them didn't have time to react.
”Where did you learn the hawk's claw boxing style?”
Even suffering excruciating pain, Ye Qiu was still astounded that he had been defeated by his own boxing style. It was a type of kung fu handed down from the Ye family's ancestors. How could Xiao Luo know it too?
”I just learned it from you.” Xiao Luo gave an honest answer.
Did he learn it just now?
Did he master the Ye family's hawk's claw boxing in a few minutes? Ye Qiu had practiced studiously for more than 20 years!
There was no way Ye Qiu would believe that. He was certain Xiao Luo was talking nonsense. Being the troublemakers in the station, he and Wang Lihu had enjoyed unshakable freemasonry. Right now, he didn't care about anything else anymore. He turned his head and shouted at Wang Lihu, ”Laohu, what are you waiting for? Come, help me!”
”HAH!”
Wang Lihu bellowed and rushed toward Xiao Luo, waving his giant fists.
Xiao Luo kicked Ye Qiu out of the way. His right hand flattened and blocked Wang Lihu's blow. He smiled while shaking his head, said, ”Aren't you proud of your strength? Even a random martial practitioner could have fended off this punch.”
Wang Lihu looked at his fist in a daze. He knew perfectly about his strength. Even 20% of it was enough to knock ordinary people out. He immediately stepped back from Xiao Luo and spoke in an insolent voice, ”I was worried you won't be able to take it. Since you aren't satisfied with my hit, I will spare no effort now!”
”Just to my liking!”
Xiao Luo looked at him calmly, and a smile remained on his face.
AARRGH!
Bellowing like a beast, Wang Lihu exerted his strength and stomped on the ground. The strength of his entire body surged toward his right fist and propelled a strike.
Xiao Luo's pupils dilated. The power in Wang Lihu's fist made him excited as if his blood was boiling.
”I will stop you now!!!”
Clenching his teeth, Xiao Luo roared and greeted Wang Lihu with his own fist.
BANG!
The fists crashed together. Wang Lihu's fist was stopped. The force gushed backed to him like a raging river. His shaking body flung away violently as if he was hit by a train. He didn't stop until hitting the wall of the yard.
Xiao Luo, on the contrary, maintained his posture, unwavering and upright like a pine tree.
The yard was so silent that even the sound of a needle dropping could be heard. Everyone stared at Xiao Luo's slender figure in a stupor. At that moment, Xiao Luo was magnificent and untouchable in their minds.