第一千一百五十二章拳头硬的说话(5/7)

柳高禅几乎是手把手教，才学会的。不过，像柳高禅那样的练武奇才，贾思邈只是跟他说了一下寸劲的道理，他立即就领悟了。试问天下，又有几人能像柳高禅那样变态？至少，贾思邈这么多年，只是看到他那么一个人。
                                                                                                                                                                贾思邈微笑道：“跟罗兄弟刚才那么一切磋，把我的斗志都挑起来了。来，还有谁想上来切磋的？”
                                                                                                                                                                “我来。”
                                                                                                                                                                又跳出来了一个壮汉，他拱拱手，喝道：“我叫铁桥，贾思邈，请多指教。”
                                                                                                                                                                贾思邈道：“铁大哥请。”
                                                                                                                                                                连罗猛都败在了贾思邈的手中，铁桥不敢怠慢了，迈步就冲了上来。等快要到了贾思邈的近前，他的拳头夹杂着咻咻的风声，砸向了贾思邈的面门。贾思邈往旁边一缩身，照着他的脉门，就甩手抽了过去。
                                                                                                                                                                这要是抽中了，倒不会让铁桥受伤，却会让他的一条手臂，暂时失去战斗力。
                                                                                                                                                                铁桥大喝着，一翻手腕，犹如是猛龙探海，掏向了贾思邈的胸口。贾思邈连看都不看，几乎是用着刚才同样的手法，再次抽向了他的手腕。铁桥的拳头就再次横扫……没想到，贾思邈的这一招，竟然是虚招，突然变式，先一步拍在了铁桥的胸口。
                                                                                                                                                                没有用什么力度，但是铁桥已经输了。如果说，这不是在切磋，这是两个人在真刀真枪地对着干，贾思邈用的不是手，而是刀子，那现在的铁桥已经鲜血如泉涌，遭受到重创了。
                                                                                                                                                                贾思邈往后退了两步，拱手道

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