Chapter 102 - Bloodthirsty Hao Zhen (III)
Therefore, in the martial arts world, few people compete with Su Fengzhen in internal strength, and few people have the courage to compete with Su Fengzhen in internal strength.
Although Fei Yunxiao's kung fu is much higher than Su Fengzhen, he has always praised her unique internal strength.
Su Fengzhen's soft and indestructible internal strength revealed a fine internal breath like a cow's hair, which began to travel along Hao Zhen's acupuncture points.
In the past, when she was sparring with Fei Yunxiao, Su Fengzhen often used this trick. What many people can't think of is that this is actually a tried and tested method to increase the affection between the two martial arts couples.
However, in just a blink of an eye, the internal breath like a cow's hair was annihilated.
Su Fengzhen was stunned for a moment. Hao Zhen's innate qi mixed with Fei Yunxiao's internal strength for 77 years was attacked by external forces, and without any signs, it was backfired like a gust of wind and rain. Su Fengzhen, who was always on guard, felt something was wrong. A force that made her tremble with fear swept over and destroyed her internal force. Su Fengzhen was like a young swallow flying into the forest, and her body shot out backwards. But the cell was only a few feet long and wide. Su Fengzhen concentrated her internal force on the upper three paths, spread her hands, and the prison wood, which was as thick as an adult man's thigh, was like paper paste, and sawdust flew everywhere. But the force had not been completely released, and Su Fengzhen's body turned over twice in the aisle before she could barely stand.
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This movement was not small, but except for two new prisoners who made a noise, everyone else turned a deaf ear, continued to count their fingernails and toenails, and picked up the white lice on their bodies with interest, and waited for time miserably.
The guard on duty was also frightened and hurried over to see what happened. When he saw that it was Su Fengzhen, he quickly retracted his head and pretended that nothing had happened.
Su Fengzhen's face changed three times while she was tumbling. This internal force was a realm that Fei Yunxiao could not reach even if he practiced for another two hundred years. In the flash of lightning, she thought about the worst case scenario, gritted her teeth, and kicked the pillar opposite the cage aisle with her left foot, moving faster. When she was about to reach Hao Zhen, she turned around and went behind Hao Zhen, holding Hao Zhen's pulse gate with one hand and locking Hao Zhen's throat with the other hand.
Hao Zhen only felt an iron hoop stuck in his throat, and it was slowly tightening. He was a little confused and a little scared. He squeezed out two words from his throat with all his strength: "Master's wife..."
Su Fengzhen said: "Tell me, who are you?"
Hao Zhen said: "I am your and Master's disciple."
Su Fengzhen said: "How did you get such a high level of cultivation?"
Hao Zhen said: "Master's wife, what did you say? Why don't I understand?"
Su Fengzhen said: "Your internal strength is much stronger than Yunxiao, why do you still pretend that you don't know kung fu at all?"
Hao Zhen said: "Master's wife, let go of your hand and listen to me slowly explain it to you."
Su Fengzhen hesitated for a moment, but did not let go.
Hao Zhen thought of what the lame beggar had said to him, which must be because the spirit of absolute courage in his body was completely activated. He saw Su Fengzhen was hesitating, and knew that once Su Fengzhen made up her mind, he would either live or die. It was not a pleasant feeling to have your life or death in the hands of someone else. He exerted force with both hands, and the overflowing internal force instantly shook Su Fengzhen away.