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"Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second. Fighting between warriors, killing and injuring is a common thing, you have to get used to it as soon as possible."

Old man Zheng warned, "Similarly, if you lose to others, or even get beaten to death, it is because you are not good at learning and skills.

Because of this, we warriors should either be cautious in our words and deeds, be more tolerant in everything, and not easily fight with others, or be prepared at all times, and have the consciousness to put life and death aside. "

"Yes, the disciple will keep the teaching in mind."

Dian Wei said thoughtfully.

Old man Zheng nodded and waved his hand: "Okay, that's all for today, and we'll continue tomorrow."

...

the next day.

Dian Wei walked into the main room, just finished warming up, his body was covered with beads of sweat.

Old man Zheng was drinking morning tea, he looked up at Dian Wei, then waved, and the maid hurried over to listen to the order.

"Go, call 'Meng Di' in."

In a short time, a dark-skinned young man with cold eyes stepped in. He was 1.8 meters tall and his arms were very thick, thicker than ordinary people's thighs, so strong.

I don't know if it's because of the practice of moving mountains, but it seems that the apprentices who have broken through the blood force all have the style of this kind of tough guy.

Dian Wei looked at himself, he was already over 1.7 meters tall, and his body was also muscular, without a trace of fat.

However, his figure does not seem to be obviously strong and powerful, but tends to be compact and well-proportioned.

As soon as Meng Di entered the door, his eyes swept away, and his eyes suddenly fell on Dian Wei, staring deeply, as if he was facing an enemy.

Seeing him like this, Dian Wei was inexplicably surprised.

Old man Zheng put down his teacup slowly, and said leisurely, "Meng Di, close the door, you have fought against Dian Wei."

"Yes."

Meng Di took a deep breath, turned around and closed the door, turned around again, stared at Dian Wei, and said expressionlessly: "Junior Brother Dianwei, Junior Brother Huang Yichang's arm was discounted by you, right?"

Dian Wei raised his eyebrows.

But before he could open his mouth, Meng Di continued on his own: "Yesterday I heard that Junior Brother Huang's arm was broken, so I went to check on it and asked him what happened. But he still refused to tell. Now I finally understand." It turns out that Junior Brother Huang was defeated by you, Junior Brother, he feels ashamed and embarrassed to say."

Dian Wei said: "I was able to win Senior Brother Huang, it was just a fluke, no, it was actually an accident, he was not prepared."

Hearing this, Meng Di's expression was still solemn, and he even showed a little nervousness. He clasped his fists and said in a deep voice, "No matter what, please be merciful, Junior Brother."

Dian Wei was speechless, no matter how you look at it, you are better than me!

Seeing Meng Di's nervousness, Dian Wei himself became a little nervous, and said inhaling, "How can I, I should ask my brother to be merciful."

"Please!" Meng Di stopped talking nonsense, took two steps back cautiously, and then put on a posture.

Dian Wei raised his fists, pointed his toes forward, and focused on observing Meng Di.

Unexpectedly, Meng Di stood there without moving for a moment, and he was in a daze not to attack.

See this situation.

Dian Wei was a little speechless, thinking, this Meng Di is really a steady brother, such a person is absolutely impossible to be weak.

But he thought about it again, that Huang Yichang also looked very strong, but he was defeated by one move, what about this Meng Di?

Thinking of this, Dian Wei suddenly realized that what old man Zheng said was a true insight.

Just like at this moment, he doesn't know how strong Meng Di is, and Meng Di doesn't know how strong he is.

You will only know after you have played.

Then, before the fight started, they didn't know the details of each other, so they had no choice but to go all out. How could they have the time to think about whether to be merciful, to save some strength in their shots, and to win first, even if the attack is too fierce and kills the other party up.

In this way...

Dian Wei stared at Meng Di intently, spat out blood from his feet, and rushed forward, quickly closing the distance.

Meng Di shrank his pupils and spread his fists apart in front of him.

Dian Wei bullied him and punched out with a fist, white light flashed on the fist.

"Hey!" Meng Di yelled, and almost at the same time he threw out a round of punches, and there was a ray of light spraying from the fist.

Bang, two fists collide!

Between the fists, broken white light exploded.

The wind blown by the fist made the hair tips of the two of them flutter back.

Dian Wei's right fist bounced back, and then his left fist was thrown out, hitting Meng Di's chest.

"Combined attack!" Meng Di was taken aback, and the blood gathered in his chest to form a defense.

There was a muffled bang.

Dian Wei's left fist was imprinted on Meng Di's chest, and he felt a resistance to the fist, but the resistance was not strong, like cotton, it was instantly pierced by the fist.

Next, Dian Wei felt his fist penetrate into the flesh.

A piece of Meng Di's chest was sunken, and his whole body trembled violently, as if all the air in his chest had been blown out.

He took a step back, knelt down on one knee, clutching his chest, his face turned red to blue.

Dian Wei stopped, looked at Meng Di who was kneeling in front of him, and blinked in disbelief.

At this moment, Meng Di's fist was red and swollen, his skin was torn, blood was oozing out, and his chest was wounded.

Old man Zheng stood up, walked in front of Meng Di, and said indifferently, "Go down and heal your wounds."

Meng Di breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Dian Wei with strange eyes, got up and said, "Old Zheng, this disciple can still fight."

A little unconvinced.

Old man Zheng shook his head and said, "Your total blood power is about the same as Dian Wei's, but your martial arts skills are too rough, and your use of blood power is not as good as Dian Wei's. You can't beat him."

Meng Di lowered his head sadly.

Old man Zheng said with his hands behind his back: "Success or failure is only temporary, go back and practice hard, you still have hope to step into the third level of blood strength."

Meng Di didn't speak, but turned around and left.

Old man Zheng turned his head to look at Dian Wei, and said earnestly: "Do you feel it? Mountain-moving kungfu cultivates great strength. As long as you can hit someone, you can usually solve the battle with one punch."

"Juli..."

Dian Wei couldn't help but look at his fist.

"Take a rest, you can fight again in the afternoon." Old man Zheng lay down on the bamboo chair, basking in the sun.

...

In the afternoon.

Old man Zheng summoned one person to enter the main room.

Dian Wei saw that the other party was a woman, whose surname was Wei and whose name was Xiuzhi, and her face was as plain as her chest.

"Old Zheng, what do you want from me?" Wei Xiuzhi asked carelessly, with her hands on her hips.

Old man Zheng: "His name is Dian Wei, you fought against him."

Wei Xiuzhi sized up Dianwei, and his expression changed: "Could it be that you are already at the second level of blood strength?"

Dian Wei said: "I just made a breakthrough not long ago, please give me some guidance."

"Don't worry, I'll give you good advice." Wei Xiuzhi clenched her fists and made a crackling sound, with a fierce look on her face.

Dian Wei felt awe-inspiring.

The next moment, Wei Xiuzhi had already rushed over, her footwork was excellent, and her footsteps made almost no sound.

Dian Wei quickly retreated and shifted, clenched his fists and raised them.

Wei Xiuzhi stomped on the ground suddenly, then sped up and rushed forward, swinging her fists.

"So fast!" Dian Wei cheered up, anticipating that Wei Xiuzhi would hit him on the left cheek, and immediately raised his left arm to protect it.

The blood flowed and gathered to the outside of the left arm.