Beauty and the Bodyguard

Therefore, even though Meng Tong had tried his best to use the 21 forms of the thousand legs to kill Qiao hongcai in one move, he didn't manage to display the true phantom effect of the thousand legs. Instead, he drew back the technique without saying a word, giving Qiao hongcai a chance to meet him head on.

In terms of direct killing power, there was no ordinary martial technique that could compete with the cold iron Palm, and the thousand kicks was no exception!

Meng Tong's cold iron Palm was mediocre in every other aspect, but its lethality was first-class in direct confrontation. However, Meng Tong did nothing and directly confronted his opponent head-on. It would be unreasonable if he was not beaten by his opponent.

At the end of the day, it wasn't that the thousand kick had lost to the cold iron Palm. Meng Tong had lost because he had underestimated his opponent. He had thought that it would be easy and enjoyable to kill Qiao Hong and save some strength and true Qi so that he could cultivate the seeds of the spirit medicine when he returned!

"Only so-so?" Meng Tong finally reacted and sneered,"Trash Qiao, don't think that just because I was careless and let you take advantage of me, you can really ride on my head and take a sh * t. Let me tell you, you're a piece of trash, and don't even think about turning over in this lifetime! So what if you're an early Foundation establishment cultivator? do you think I can't kill you? You're too naive!"

With that, Meng Tong once again leaped up and pushed his movement technique to the extreme, pouncing straight at Qiao hongcai.

Although Meng Tong had been caught off guard and suffered a little injury in the unexpected face-off just now, he had used the 21 forms of a thousand legs to take Qiao hongcai's cold iron Palm head-on. Even if he couldn't block it, it was enough to offset most of the power of the cold iron Palm, so his injuries were not serious at the moment and he still had the strength to fight.

"Hmph, then let's see how you kill them!" Qiao hongcai sneered back.

Seeing Meng Tong fly into a rage out of humiliation and start to play with his life, once again transforming into heavy leg shadows to cover him, Qiao hongcai's response at this moment made everyone's glasses fall off again.

He concentrated his Qi into his dantian and took a horse stance. No matter how many shadows of Meng Tong's legs appeared in all directions, he didn't care at all. It gave the impression that Qiao hongcai didn't care about Meng Tong's thousand kicks at all. The only thing he needed to do was find an opportunity to use the 21 forms of the cold iron Palm.

It was clumsy, inflexible, and slow. These were the biggest and most fatal shortcomings of the cold iron Palm. If it could cooperate with others in other situations, it would be fine, but in a one-on-one challenge, it was at an absolute disadvantage.

Qiao hongcai's response seemed stupid and stupid, but it was the last resort. If he really followed Meng Tong's leg shadow, he would probably spin until he became dizzy. It was simply like crippling his own martial arts. In the end, it was very likely that he would die without even being able to use the cold iron Palm.

But now, he was guarding the land under his feet and waiting for Meng Tong to come to his door and strike. Although this strategy seemed very helpless and passive, it might not be completely useless.

"Hahaha! You dare to fight with me with this stupid look? do you know how pigs die, useless Qiao?" Meng Tong laughed wildly as he used the thousand kicks to confuse his opponent and make him unable to adapt.

"How did the pig die? I don't know about that, but I'll see how you die later, newbie Meng, and you'll understand!" Qiao hongcai replied calmly.

"Hmph! A dead duck's mouth is stubborn!" Meng Tong coldly snorted. With a thought, several indistinguishable leg shadows swept toward Qiao hongcai.

However, Qiao hongcai didn't move and took the damage of these shadows. He still maintained the same posture, ready to attack.

Although the damage caused by the shadow of the thousand kick 21 forms wasn't light, it wasn't to the point of injuring his bones for an early Foundation establishment expert like Qiao hongcai.

Seeing this, Meng Tong was stunned. The thousand kick had reached the 21st form, and even the thousand shadows of the kick were powerful. It was hard to tell which was real and which was fake. Other than himself, no one else could tell which was real and which was fake!

There were only two ways to deal with a thousand kicks. One was to use a more powerful martial technique to shatter all the shadows of the kicks, and the other was to guess. There was no third way.

However, looking at Qiao hongcai's unmoving posture, Meng Tong couldn't help but wonder if this guy had a way to distinguish the real and fake leg shadows.

Otherwise, if he didn't judge in advance that those leg shadows were just illusions, how could he have dared to ignore them so unscrupulously?

It should be known that the 21 movements were performed by the same early Foundation Stage experts. Even if the thousand kick was slightly inferior to the cold iron Palm, the gap was limited. Once hit by a solid kick, even if one didn't die, he would be seriously injured. This was not a joke!

No matter how Meng Tong tried to probe him from all directions, Qiao hongcai simply refused to move. He didn't even react. Even when Meng Tong smashed him with several shadows, he still didn't move. He gave off the feeling of an old monk meditating and completely isolated from the world.

Meng Tong couldn't help but be suspicious. He tested the waters more than ten times in a row, and there were even a few times when he used his legs to sweep over the back of Qiao hongcai's head. However, Qiao hongcai still didn't react!

Only then did Meng Tong's heart calm down. 'So this good-for-nothing Qiao is just acting and imitating their pretentious leader. In fact, he can't even tell if my leg shadows are real or fake. I even thought that this guy had some good tricks up his sleeve to counter my thousand kicks!'

However, after thinking about it carefully, the thousand kick was recognized as a superior martial technique in the entire cultivation world. At least, it was absolutely first-class among the common martial techniques. Whether it was attack, defense, or confusion, once it was used with all its strength, it was an invincible existence. How could Qiao hongcai, who was just an idiot, be able to deal with it?

F * ck, I'm just being too suspicious after being tricked by this piece of trash!

After understanding this, Meng Tong laughed arrogantly again.

In the end, a good-for-nothing was still a good-for-nothing. Even if he was lucky enough to successfully build his Foundation, he still couldn't escape the rotten life of being trampled under his feet!

Because the thousand shadow kicks had once again enveloped Qiao hongcai, he had once again fallen into an absolute passive position. As long as Qiao hongcai didn't make a move, he could only stupidly continue with his horse stance and not dare to make any other movements.

Because once he moved, even if it was just a trick to beat him at his own game, it would inevitably reveal a flaw. After all, the cold iron Palm was not as perfect as the thousand legs, which could combine the real and the fake so perfectly. It was impossible to fool Masters of the same level with its clumsy moves.

They had already fallen into an absolutely passive state. If they revealed a flaw, even if they were all early Foundation Stage experts, once their vital parts were hit, there was still a possibility of them dying in one move. And the possibility was not small! (To be continued.) "If you like this work, you're welcome to come to Qidian.com to give your recommendation and monthly vote. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile users, please read on M.Qidian.com.)