Chapter 47: The Power of the Fist
Sun Wukong and Feng Zi were serious from the beginning, because they knew each other's strength in their hearts, and a little negligence would cause a gap and give the opponent a chance to succeed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
In the ring, the afterimage was blurred, and the incomparably hard stone slab was shocked into cracks by the heavy steps of the two people, which showed the intensity of this battle.
The audience was dumbfounded, completely forgetting the applause and applause, and they were all immersed in the mystery of the battle between the two sides.
"Boom!" A whole stone slab on the ground was completely trampled, and the two inseparable figures were immediately separated.
Sun Wukong and Feng Zi appeared at both ends of the ring, both panting non-stop to relieve the physical strength consumed by the fight just now.
"The Monkey King and the Feng Zi are really amazing! In the fight just now, my eyes couldn't keep up with the speed of the two, it's really rare and exciting!" The host said into the microphone in an extremely excited tone.
The atmosphere of the audience was mobilized by the host's words, and they applauded, although they only saw a rough idea.
"Wukong, I didn't expect you to become so powerful!" Feng Zikan said with a smile, secretly calculating in his heart, it seems that the "weird" of level 55 is really genuine.
Sun Wukong did not relax his vigilance, his body maintained a starting posture, and replied with a smile: "Feng Zi, you are not bad! I owe me so much food, I must teach you a good lesson!"
After the conversation ended, the two of them looked serious. They are friends in private, but in this ring, they are rivals!
Feng Zi's body moved, rushed forward like lightning, and approached Sun Wukong in an instant. Immediately following Feng Zi's body, his fist slammed straight down into Sun Wukong's lower abdomen.
Unexpectedly, Sun Wukong's movements were very flexible, he didn't drag the mud and water at all, and used the explosive force under his feet to move the balance of his body to the side, narrowly avoiding Feng Zi's swift fist.
"Hit!" Sun Wukong snorted lightly, not letting go of the time difference between Feng Zi's old power and new power. His elbow was aimed at Feng Zi, and he stepped forward to collide, and he forced Feng Zi to fly out.
Sun Wukong's offensive seemed to blow the horn, and it quickly unfolded, and he rushed to Feng Zi's position.
Feng Zi was surprised, and after stabilizing his body, his fist instinctively hit Sun Wukong's body.
"Bump!" the two fists intersected, repeating the scene of Feng Zi and King Chopa fighting each other.
The audience was in an uproar, only to see Sun Wukong's eyes protruding, and he was shocked back several meters by a simple and direct blow.
"It's so unexpected!Feng Zi seems to have a lot of strength, weirdly knocking back the evenly matched Monkey King player, it's like King Kong possessing the body!"
In the rest area, Klin was surprised: "I really can't see that Feng Zi, who is not strong, actually has so much strength!"
"No, you've only seen the surface!" Jackie Chan glanced at the ignorant Klin, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Kling knew that Jackie Chan in front of him was a martial arts master, so he asked: "That... Why can't Wukong fight Feng Zi in terms of strength?"
"Uh......" Jackie Chan groaned, staring at Feng Zi, and explained to Klin, "I think, it should be the use of qi." That young man named Feng Zi, in the fight just now, skillfully injected qi into his fist, and used the vibration of qi to expand the original force on the object several times!"
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Feng Zi clenched his fists and said secretly in his heart: "The power of the inch fist is really much more powerful than an ordinary fist, since you have used it in advance, end this battle quickly!"
That's right, Feng Zi just used his few combat skills in an instant---Inch Fist! Inch Fist is an invisible form, skillfully combining flesh and qi, once the opponent is planted, the qi will be like a hair dryer, producing a driving force that repels matter. It is this kind of power that makes Feng Zi, who is indistinguishable from Sun Wukong in terms of strength, but he can win the physical confrontation!
"Wukong, let's become an experience!" Feng Zi's eyebrows showed a trace of excitement, and his body surged, and he came to Sun Wukong in the nervous eyes of the audience.
The next moment, Feng Zi's face turned cold, and his fierce fist made an arc in mid-air and smashed it towards Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong secretly said in his heart: "Damn!" Maybe his nerves are very developed, and he reflected it in an instant. Sun Wukong barely protected his chest with both hands.
"Bang", Feng Zi's punch hit Sun Wukong's chest with both hands, Sun Wukong's face turned red, and the severe pain forced him to keep retreating.
The power of the inch fist can be used all over the body! Feng Zi stepped forward and popped out his right foot, and the tips of his feet shot like a cone towards Sun Wukong's lower abdomen. When Sun Wukong shrank his stomach and wanted to avoid it, Feng Zi's foot changed his move in the air, turning from a bounce kick to a high sweep, and swept to Sun Wukong's face at once. Without the slightest emotion, Feng Zi, who is immersed in the battle, has no reason to talk about.
Two hits, no, three hits. Because Feng Zi's movements were not finished yet, the moment he retracted his right foot, his left foot kicked forward almost in no order, kicking Sun Wukong's abdomen hard, kicking him almost to the ground.
Sun Wukong fell into the ring, and all the audience widened their eyes, opened their mouths in disbelief, and the audience was dumbfounded, as if the picture was frozen.
Feng Zi looked down at Sun Wukong, and the force of his fist had hit Sun Wukong's body in no less than five places. If you are an ordinary person, even if you don't die, you will have serious internal injuries. And Sun Wukong's ability to resist blows, whether he can withstand Feng Zi's inch punch is still unknown.