Chapter Thirty-Five: Han Feng Wins
The most ruthless move in Bagua Boxing, if it weren't for Han Feng collecting his true power, he would have been able to kill Shinji Nohara in one fell swoop.
And this kind of fierce boxing, as long as it is unleashed, it is strong when it is strong, and attacking is defending.
This punch seemed to be slowing down, Nohara Shinji couldn't avoid it, and he was hit with a bang, his chest instantly deflated into a piece, Han Feng's left palm slapped lightly, and between the electric light and fire, Nohara Shinji was fanned out with a "pass".
Thinking about Han Feng's technique of slapping the stone just now, Shinji Nohara at this time poured blood all over his body, his mind was dizzy, he spit out a mouthful of old blood, and lay on the ground half-dead and gasping.
"Hey, are you still fighting? If you don't fight, you're going to lose. Han Feng sneered, how much strength he used, he knew very well in his heart that Shinji Nohara at this time should still have the strength to sprint in one round.
Otherwise, it's too easy to win by yourself, and it's not interesting.
The move just now, in the eyes of the layman, Han Feng was using his strength, and the attack on Shinji Nohara couldn't catch the momentum, and he just fell.
When such a big fat man fell to the ground, everyone felt that their livers were trembling, and the ground was shaking.
Shinji Nohara, who was taking a moment of breath, actually got up with a bone, he rubbed his hands on his chest, fortunately his skin was rough and thick, so he didn't suffer too many internal injuries.
Tsk, this dead fat man is really resistant to beating! This made Han Feng nod secretly.
After one move, Shinji Nohara didn't dare to attack easily.
He slowly moved his mountain-like body, waiting for Han Feng to launch an attack, ready to see the move.
But Lei Lao Er, who was watching from the sidelines, was anxious, he jumped to his feet and shouted: "Nohara-kun, kill him, beat him!"
The little brothers next to him were also watching, Nohara Shinji's eyes were black, and he was spanking! Lao Tzu couldn't do him, do you know!
The most immoral is Han Feng, who looked at Shinji Nohara with his arms in his arms, as if mocking the other party's timidity.
Shinji Nohara, who finally couldn't stand it anymore, suddenly roared again, raised his arms and picked them up on his own chest, and the slashing was getting faster and faster, and the strong wind rolled up in his palms, blowing the hair of the onlookers, forcing everyone back several steps.
Han Feng really hadn't seen this kind of palm, he looked at Shinji Nohara with interest, this dead fat man was making an electric fan?
After a while, Shinji Nohara's Roshan-like body is like a bulldozer, walking towards the cold front step by step, this is his famous stunt, the whirlwind wheel!
Generally speaking, as long as a warrior enters his attack range, if he is hit hard, his bones will be broken.
The only drawback of his attack was that it took some time to launch, but fortunately today, Han Feng, a fool, did not interrupt his momentum.
Then, now it's time for his own revenge, Shinji Nohara is in a good mood, and he looks at Han Feng's eyes, as if he is proud.
Tsk, this dead fat man is quite tricky, Han Feng has already seen that Shinji Nohara is holding back his big move.
He originally thought that an attack like this would make it very difficult for the fat man to die, and he only needed to confront him for a few minutes, and it was estimated that Shinji Nohara wouldn't be able to last long.
But what is surprising is that Shinji Nohara is like a tireless machine, swinging his arms, and even the later he comes, the more effortless he has.
Now that nearly four minutes have passed, the other party is not tired, but more and more energetic.
Faced with the move in front of him, Han Feng quietly retreated and retreated to the edge of the pool.
Nohara was overjoyed by this situation and couldn't help but speed up again.
"Silly boy, I see where you can run? Today you're either dead in my whirlwind wheel, or you're jumping into the water, and we'll fight again!"
Shinji Nohara knew that as long as he went into the water again, he might be able to win against Han Feng.
The people around also saw the clue, Xu Qiuting's face was pale, she bit her lip, and trembled.
If Han Feng fails, the fate of his own few people can be imagined.
Han Feng, who had no way to retreat, suddenly laughed, and he instantly decided to make a move!
This electric fan-like attack, the weakness is in the center, and he has been studying for a long time, just looking for a routine.
This kind of attack looked at Han Feng's eyes, and it was ridiculous.
Not to mention anything else, if he circles around Shinji Nohara all over the field, he can tire him to death.
After all, people are not machines, there are always physical limits, but at this time, Han Feng did not plan to do this, he wanted to give the other party a memory that will never be forgotten.
"Come on!" Shinji Nohara was waiting for Hanfeng to act. How could he not know the weakness of his offensive, he had been prepared for this situation.
But Han Feng has never been a person who plays cards according to common sense, jumping high, his body like a spinning top, and instantly his legs are like knives, piercing into the middle of the whirlwind wheel, that is, Shinji Nohara's chest.
Shinji Nohara didn't dodge, but with brute force, he was attacked by Han Feng, his arms tightened, and he hugged Han Feng tightly.
This is his ultimate goal, as long as the other party dares to attack, he will strangle the enemy alive.
Holding Han Feng upright, Shinji Nohara was ecstatic in his heart, this time, Han Feng was dead.
He gritted his teeth and exerted the strength of the milk, and tightened his arms tightly, as if he were a steel plier trapping Han Feng.
In his opinion, no one can get rid of their own shackles, and there is only a dead end.
Everyone exclaimed, Xu Qiuting covered her eyes, and muttered to herself: "It's all over, it's miserable ...... now"
Just when everyone thought that Han Feng was finished, a scream suddenly came, but it was not Han Feng's voice.
Then there was a thud, and a huge body collapsed with a bang.
When Shinji Nohara's fat body fell to the ground again, everyone once again felt the sour feeling of a small earthquake.
"I said, do you know you have body odor? Emma, it smells so choking!" Han Feng covered his nose and looked at Shinji Nohara with disgust.
What happened, and how could things be reversed again?
Even the sharp-eyed crowd at the scene could not see through the truth.
Except for the person concerned, I'm afraid no one knows what just happened.
At that time, Shinji Nohara had already firmly strangled Han Feng and tried to strangle the other party to death.
But when his arms tightened, he unexpectedly found that there was a cloud of air in his arms, and he couldn't see what it was.
Although he had exhausted all the strength of his body, the gas in his arms still unhurriedly expanded the capacity between his arms.
And the harder he pushed, the more the air swelled, and it was hell off.
Shinji Nohara didn't know that now Han Feng's state of mind in cultivating internal strength had reached the point of controlling the body with qi.
How could the true qi body, the body of King Kong, be strangled to death by the other party?
Han Feng originally wanted to play with Shinji Nohara again, but the thick body odor of the other party made Han Feng really unbearable, so he hastily ended the battle.
"Are you okay?" Han Feng walked over to Shinji Nohara and slapped his hand on the top of the other's head.
Shinji Nohara, who was vibrated just now, was not injured much, but at this time, he was slapped by Han Feng's palm and almost vomited blood again.
A mass of pure qi protective body, it was as strong as steel, soft as nothing, his simple brute force was useless.
Shinji Nohara couldn't hear anything in his ears anymore, and his brain was buzzing, as if he was in the midst of lightning and thunder.
Han Feng's palm he couldn't avoid at all, it seemed to be the legendary Rulai God Palm, which was so lightly unfolded by this kid.
At this time, Shinji Nohara was full of liver and gall, and he felt that a golden flame was in front of him, and his brain seemed to burst out.
In front of everyone's eyes, Han Feng gently patted Shinji Nohara, and the other party suddenly rolled on the ground like crazy, wailing, and convulsed all over his body as if he had committed epilepsy.
"Why didn't you say it earlier if you have epilepsy, it's scary!" Han Feng seemed to be taken aback, and hurriedly took a few steps back and said in horror.
Seeing such a tough Shinji Nohara suddenly become like this, Lei Lao Er was frightened.
He was stunned for a moment, jumped up and scolded his subordinates: "What are you doing in a daze, kill him!"
A group of men looked at each other, and everyone didn't move.
Isn't it time to save people? If you go forward, you will probably really go to the western sky.
Besides, even the master you invited was made to look like this bear, not to mention whether Han Feng was strong or not, at least he was not easy to mess with.
Shengsheng made a Sakura Country master sick, this kind of person is simply a freak.
Rao is everyone is a little confused, but they are not really stupid, of course they understand that everything at this time is a little strange.
Even Nohara Shinji's disciples didn't dare to go up to clean up Han Feng, and several people were busy taking care of the master, for fear that the master would have something to do with it.
Han Feng glanced at Lei Lao Er and said disdainfully: "Do you have a face?
"You still want to fight, right? Okay, one is counted as one today, you go together, you come first, it's you!" Han Feng pointed at Lei Lao Er and said loudly.
Where did Lei Lao Er dare to stretch out his hand? Suddenly became a turtle with a shrunken head.