Chapter 11: Xiaoyao Twelve, Defeating the Enemy with One Move

Chapter 11: Xiaoyao Twelve, Defeating the Enemy with One Move

Dongjingshan Park is named after it was built adjacent to Dongjingshan.

It is about one kilometer away from Qin Feng's residence. The park is quite large, and there is also a very clear large lake in the middle.

People call it: Dongjing Lake.

In terms of area alone, Dongjing Lake is much larger than the lake on the campus of Zhonghai University.

Because the environment is good, many elderly people and those who like to exercise come to this place.

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The military training has ended, and it is also Sunday. After Qin Feng finished his morning practice, he came to Dongjingshan Park.

After all, practice also emphasizes relaxation and tension.

During the previous military training, although other students were exhausted like dogs, Qin Feng just regarded it as a kind of relaxation.

Because Dongjingshan Park is closer to Dongjingshan, the spiritual energy concentration here is higher than that in the small courtyard where he lives.

Seeing this, Qin Feng took a deep breath and slowly paced along the Dongjingshan Park lake.

He closed his eyes and quietly felt the pulse of nature, and his state of mind was peaceful.

In such a state, Qin Feng unconsciously walked around most of the Dongjing Lake.

When he opened his eyes again, he then let out a long breath.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Qin Feng was also on a whim and practiced boxing alone by the lake.

The boxing he practiced was the basic boxing method that every disciple of the Xiaoyao Immortal Sect learned when they entered the sect in the previous life - "Xiaoyao Twelve Styles".

Although "Xiaoyao Twelve Styles" is a basic boxing method, it contains boxing methods, palm methods, leg methods, and footwork and other ordinary unarmed fighting moves.

Cultivating "Xiaoyao Twelve Styles" also has requirements for the cultivation level of immortal cultivators.

Generally speaking, immortal cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage can at most only use the first three styles.

To completely learn this "Xiaoyao Twelve Styles", it requires the cultivation level to reach the Golden Core Stage.

Of course.

Because Qin Feng's cultivation level in the previous life reached the Tribulation Transcending Stage, his vision and comprehension ability are naturally not comparable to that of ordinary immortal cultivators.

Also because of this, even though at this time he is only at the sixth layer of the Qi Refining Stage, he can still barely use the first three styles of "Xiaoyao Twelve Styles".

Qin Feng quietly immersed himself in his own world, and the first three styles of "Xiaoyao Twelve Styles" were constantly being used.

The first style, boxing: Fixing the Country!

The second style, palm: Breaking the Mountains and Rivers!

The third style, leg: Moving the Wind and Clouds!

Sometimes extremely powerful, sometimes majestic and domineering, sometimes ethereal and traceless...

"Good boxing!"

Just then, an untimely praise came into Qin Feng's ears.

Seeing this, Qin Feng naturally slowly retracted his fists and turned to look at the person.

Only a young man in his twenties came over and exclaimed.

"Friend, good boxing! I think I have seen quite a few boxing methods, but I still can't tell what kind of boxing you are playing."

At this time.

Even if he heard the other party's praise, Qin Feng didn't care too much.

However, seeing the other party coming over to take the initiative to say hello, it was not good to ignore it, so he just said淡淡: "It's just a random practice move by myself, and it has no name."

Hearing Qin Feng's words, this young man gave an embarrassed smile.

Obviously, he also saw that the other party didn't seem interested in making friends with him and didn't want to talk much.

However, he really felt that Qin Feng's boxing was very good, and he was also a martial arts enthusiast, which made him take the initiative to speak.

So, even though he saw the other party's rejection, he still took the initiative to come forward and say hello: "My name is Du Cheng. I can see at a glance that my friend is good at martial arts. I happen to have been practicing martial arts for many years. How about we have a spar?"

Hearing what this young man said, Qin Feng also knew that this person came specifically to fight with him.

Glancing at Du Cheng casually, Qin Feng shook his head slightly and directly refused: "You can't, forget about sparring."

What he said was quite impolite.

Simple, direct...Didn't leave the slightest bit of face for the other party at all.

Du Cheng was stunned when he heard this.

What he was thinking at this moment was:

I, Du Cheng, thought I was already very arrogant. I never thought that there would be a more arrogant person than me in this Zhonghai City.

Although admitting that this guy's boxing is very good, but to say that he is not his opponent, then he thinks too highly of himself.

Thinking that Du Cheng joined the army at the age of 18 and at the age of 20, he successfully became a special forces soldier with his own strength.

Now at the age of 22, he was even selected to be a member of the "Langya Special Forces" in the Jiangnan Military Region a few days ago.

Langya Special Forces, this can be said to be a special forces among special forces.

Because, the soldiers who enter are selected from among the special forces.

Even if there is a background, as long as the strength is not up to par, it is definitely impossible to enter.

For such special forces like this, there are only nine in the entire China.

From this, it can also be seen how difficult it is to become a member?

Because he was successfully selected into the Langya Special Forces, Du Cheng had a one-month vacation.

One month later, he will enter the Langya Special Forces for special training.

So, when Du Cheng heard the other party say that he was not his opponent, he was naturally very unconvinced.

Looking at the other party, he was probably not even 20 years old. Even if he started practicing martial arts since he was in the womb, Du Cheng also had absolute confidence that he could defeat him.

Because of this, Du Cheng then looked at Qin Feng with a somewhat unfriendly expression and said, "Friend, you have a big mouth! Are you so sure that I'm not your opponent?

To be honest, I haven't met an opponent in the army. Since you are so confident, let's give it a try."

What Du Cheng said was also the truth. In the army, he was indeed the first in combat and was called the "King of Combat" by his comrades.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been selected into the Langya Special Forces.

Seeing the other party's insistence, Qin Feng just shook his head and said helplessly, "Well, since you are so confident, then let's give it a try."

Whether intentionally or not, Qin Feng returned the other party's words exactly as they were before.

And he also wanted to solve this matter quickly and didn't want to entangle too much.

"Good lad, really arrogant enough."

Du Cheng naturally also heard the contempt in the other party's tone. He snorted coldly and said, "Boy, then let's go to the open area far from the lake to compete. I'm afraid I'll accidentally kick you into the lake. To be honest, I don't know how deep the Dongjing Lake really is?"

Hearing the cold words of the other party, Qin Feng smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, it's just a matter of one move, so there's no need to change places. As for how deep the Dongjing Lake is? You should be able to measure it yourself today."

"You..."

Du Cheng was almost choked by Qin Feng's contemptuous words, and anger suddenly surged up in his heart and said coldly, "In that case, then pray for your own good fortune. Look at the move!"

After saying that, Du Cheng stomped on the ground and the whole person jumped up instantly. Then with a roundhouse kick, he kicked at Qin Feng viciously.

As the saying goes: Three points for fists, seven points for feet.

In attacking moves, the skills on the legs and feet are often more fierce and more effective than the fists.

Although this seemed to be just a mediocre roundhouse kick, Du Cheng's idea was that as soon as the other party made a responding movement, his kick would immediately change its move.

At that time, he would use his trump card - the continuous kicks.

In the army, his continuous kicks had beaten all the troops without an opponent, and no one could take it without getting hurt.

This time, Du Cheng wanted to let the other party know how powerful he was.

It could also be regarded as a lesson for the arrogant attitude of the other party.

But as soon as Du Cheng's leg was kicked out and before he could change his move, Qin Feng suddenly took a step forward and grabbed his right foot in an instant.

In an instant, Du Cheng only felt that his right foot was clamped by an iron clamp and couldn't move at all.

Then, Qin Feng raised his hand, and Du Cheng's 180-plus-pound body was easily lifted up by Qin Feng's hands.

Seeing this, Du Cheng's mind buzzed.

"Is this still a human?"

This was really beyond his expectation. By the time he reacted, he found that he was thrown up high by Qin Feng and was flying in mid-air.

And the direction where Du Cheng's body flew was exactly the Dongjing Lake beside it.

With a "plop"!

Du Cheng's then 180-plus-pound body was like a diving bomb and hit the lake surface heavily.

Immediately after, his whole figure couldn't be seen anymore.

Only a series of bubbles emerged on the water surface.

After a while, Du Cheng's head emerged from the water surface again.

He could swim and there was no problem.

Looking at Qin Feng who was smiling on the shore, the astonishment on his face was not concealed at all.

"Damn! So powerful!"

After a long while, Du Cheng reacted and swore a vulgarity.

"Now, tell me how deep the Dongjing Lake is?" Qin Feng said indifferently.

After saying that, without waiting for the other party's answer, Qin Feng simply turned and left.

At this time, Du Cheng who was still in the lake immediately reacted and shouted loudly, "Hey... what's your name?"

But Qin Feng didn't answer at all, and only saw his figure getting farther and farther away...