At this moment, Su Meng played a few simplified versions of the "Martial Pole Divine Fist" boxing technique, in exchange for boos and laughter.

"It's just a fist and a leg!" Lin Feng shook his head and said, looking at Su Meng's eyes like looking at a teaser, it was very ridiculous.

He thought that Su Meng would dare to stand up for Ye Tian and would be a master, but now he shook his head like a fool, he was too disappointed. Even, he doesn't want to fight, if he wins a fool, if he wins, he will end up with a bad reputation as a bully.

However, Lin Yu frowned, and he seemed to see a different taste from Su Meng's boxing technique. He is from the Hidden Gate Wind Thunder Valley, a sect that cultivates ancient martial arts, and has a deeper understanding of boxing. He knows that the more superior the boxing technique, the more it looks clumsy and unpretentious, the greater the power of the fist will naturally be, and it can be destroyed and razed in silence, and those fists that are fleshy and look ferocious and fierce belong to the inferior fist techniques.

This so-called road is simple, and it is clumsy!

The inferior boxing method looks powerful, but of course it has its power, but when compared with the superior boxing method, it is overshadowed.

According to the division of the realm, boxing can be divided into: fist momentum, fist style, fist strength, fist intent, fist rhyme, five realms.

The inferior fist method starts from the fist and ends at the fist wind;

The middle method of boxing starts from the strength of the fist and ends with the intention of the fist;

And the superior boxing method can play a punch rhyme, which fits the power of a certain rule of heaven and earth, and can borrow the power of heaven and earth and the power of the stars to smash out with one punch and explode a planet.

Most of the boxing techniques seen in the secular world are inferior boxing, and the boxing realm starts from the fist and ends at the fist wind.

Boxing is to use the external force of the fist to hurt people, the so-called fist to the flesh.

When the fist reaches a certain level, it can play the punching style, and even hurt people with the fist wind, which belongs to the limit of the inferior boxing method.

Most of the boxing methods of the Chinese vehicle belong to the ancient martial arts boxing method, and only when the internal strength is cultivated can the punching strength be played. Therefore, the middle martial arts method must at least be played by internal strength martial artists to have its power.

The fist intent is the sublimation of the strength of the fist, and the boxer must have a certain understanding of the boxing technique to be born.

Reaching the realm of fist intent, with a wave of your hand and a flick of your fingers, you can kill people invisibly without moving, even if the enemy is hiding behind a wall.

Boxing rhyme belongs to the best boxing realm, if a boxing method can reach this realm, it can be called immortal boxing.

Lin Yu had only heard of superior boxing techniques and boxing rhyme, but he had never seen them. The boxing techniques he practiced in the Wind Thunder Valley are all medium-sized boxing methods, with his current ancient martial arts realm, he has only comprehended a trace of boxing intent, and the boxing rhyme has not yet glimpsed the threshold, first, his cultivation realm is not enough, and secondly, there is no superior boxing method in the sect. Even, there may not be a superior punch in the entire hidden door.

Now, at this moment, I don't know if it's an illusion, he looks at Su Meng's punching, which seems to be juggling, but it seems to have its rhythm and fit some kind of rules of heaven and earth.

"Could this be a fist rhyme? It shouldn't be, it definitely isn't!"

As soon as he made a conjecture in his heart, he denied it himself.

If you want to play a boxing rhyme, in addition to the ancient martial arts realm must be high enough, the cultivation must also be a superior boxing technique. And the kid in front of him has just stepped into the threshold, even if he gives him the best boxing skills, he can't beat one ten-thousandth of the power, let alone punch rhyme.

"Delusion, it must be an illusion! I'm afraid I'm pretending to be a ghost. Lin Yu shook his head.

At this moment, Su Meng's fist came to an end, and suddenly he burst into a shout, "Huh!", exhaled violently, the sound shook like thunder, gathered the strength of the whole body, and punched the wall.

In an instant, I heard a loud bang, and the entire wall shook, as if it had been bombarded by a large external force. Su Meng put his fist back, looked at a finger-deep fist mark on the wall, and smiled with satisfaction.

This is a cement concrete wall, even if you smash it with a hammer, you have to smash it many times to make such a big mark, Su Meng actually smashed a pit with one fist, what a lot of strength! If this punch hits a person's body, I am afraid that it can smash people to death.

The power of a punch is as domineering as this!

This, how is this possible?

There was a dead silence in the audience, and everyone gasped and looked at Su Meng like a monster.

Lin Yu's face did not move, but there was a storm in his heart, and he was inexplicably surprised. It's not that his fist can't make a pit on the wall, in fact, he can not only make a pit, but also make a pit that is much bigger than Su Meng's punch, he was surprised that Su Meng, a little martial artist who has just entered the outside world, how can the power of one punch be so domineering?

Ordinary external strength martial artists, even in the middle and late stages of external strength, it is very difficult to smash a pit in the cement concrete wall with one punch. He could see that Su Meng had just entered the outside world.

Lin Yu suddenly thought of the boxing technique that Su Meng had demonstrated just now, and the problem could only appear in the boxing technique.

"I'm afraid this punch is not simple!"

Just now Su Meng said that his boxing technique was taught to him by Ye Tian, and Lin Yu suddenly looked at Ye Tian again. If he still despised Ye Tian just now, he didn't dare to underestimate it now.

"It seems that Senior Brother Liang is right, this kid is really a young master. ”

Which of the young masters is simple?

However, Lin Yu never thought that he was worse than Ye Tian. If he could, he would like to have a fight with Ye Tian, split the winner and see how powerful the so-called young master in the secular world can be.

"Brother Ye, how is my punch?" Su Meng asked Ye Tian with a smile, like a child begging for praise.

Ye Tian was expressionless, and said coldly: "It's just average." ”

What?

Your sister! Such a domineering boxing technique, you say so-so?

If you're awesome, you'll play a two-like punch and see!

Many people in the field cast contemptuous glances at Ye Tian at the same time, thinking that this kid was running the train with his mouth full.

Not receiving Ye Tian's praise, Su Meng smiled bitterly and shook his head, with a hint of loss in the corners of his eyes.

At this moment, Lin Feng said, "You can make such a powerful punch, you should be qualified to be my opponent." Saying that, he clasped his hands into fists, bent down slightly, and said, "Linjiang Lin Feng, please advise!"

"Tianhai Su Meng. Su Meng hugged his fists again.

Both men took a fighting stance and prepared to fight.

Almost no one was optimistic about Su Meng before, but his punch just now gained a lot of fans, and at least half of the people in the field were optimistic about him.

The Lin family inherits the Liuhe martial arts, focusing on boxing, Liuhe boxing.

The so-called Liuhe, hand and eye together, step and body, wisdom and strength. In short, when swinging the fist, the whole body and limbs are coordinated with each other and coordinated to push the fist to the extreme and cause the greatest destructive power.

I saw that Lin Feng first tied up his horse, like a crouching tiger, the muscles and green tendons of his whole body burst out, and even the bones in his body were making a crisp sound, and surging power poured out from his body, making his whole person look different, and his power was quite terrifying. Suddenly, he let out a thunderous sound, shouted, leaned forward at an angle, stomped his right foot on the ground, and then rushed out like a fierce leopard. And where he stomped his foot just now, the entire tile was stomped to pieces, and there was even an inch-deep footprint left on it.

The people in the audience were stunned again!

It seems more difficult than smashing a small hole in the wall with your fist and crushing the floor tiles, leaving a footprint.