A first-order martial artist, with a strong physique, full of inside and outside, and true qi is generated, gradually producing a qualitative basic attribute gap with ordinary people.

Second-order martial artists, with deep accumulation of true qi, have brought the result: quick action, strong strength, and excellent strength, which has already produced a substantial gap with ordinary people, and the same is a brick on the head, ordinary people may be directly opened, and second-order martial artists bleed, broke their skin, and shook their heads but their combat effectiveness was not damaged.

The third-order martial artist, a deep true qi began to purify, full of spirit, with the cultivation of boxing and martial arts, the spiritual will is gradually different from ordinary people, not only reflected in the spiritual will is more firm, but also reflected in the aspect of heart and potential, more manifested as: "One punch to win the gods!"

A punch is struck, and before the punch hits the opponent, and before the actual contact, the opponent has been scared to death.

Some strong third-order martial artists who are proficient in this way can even control the opponent's body with "witnessing", causing the opponent to freeze like a frog being targeted by a snake, and then remain motionless and finally swallowed by the snake.

Under the premise of a huge difference in strength, you can also control a person to stop breathing with "witnessing", and then let the other party suffocate himself to death.

Tiger Pavilion Chu Zhonghong is strong in the second order, but she was adopted by her master to practice Tiger Strength and Tiger Shape Fist since she was a child, so her skills are pure and profound, and her heart and mind are one.

Therefore, under the danger of being attacked and suddenly killed by Shi Yinghu against the trend, he was able to make an extremely violent punch, and Chu Zhonghong at this moment made his momentum suddenly increase to the peak realm, and even faintly punched the power of a third-order martial artist, ordinary people would be directly terrified and defeated in an instant under her punch.

There was a violent fist roar, with diffuse air ripples and a faint tiger roar, the entire dilapidated tube building seemed to shake violently, and the next moment the glass window shattered, and Shi Yinghu's body flew out from the third floor like a spinning top. His whole person was so violent that he spun around in mid-air to urge the dark energy, and stood steady with his feet against the ground, and then at this moment, Chu Zhonghong had already jumped into the tiger, fast, ruthless, fierce and violent, just like a hungry tiger pounced on a sheep!

Just now, Shi Yinghu's wonderful counterattack of killing an opponent with dark energy, the spiritual advantage, was forced back by Chu Zhonghong with the purest kung fu, and the situation was reversed.

Looking at Chu Zhonghong, who was swooping down from the tiger, Shi Yinghu tried his best to adjust the violently churning internal breath and true qi circulation.

In the memory of Bagua Xingyi Fist, martial arts fighting is easy to jump off the ground, and the high kick and roundhouse kick look beautiful, but the feet off the ground are actually extremely dangerous in actual combat, which is equivalent to falling into a Jedi.

Therefore, in the concept of Bagua Xingyi Fist, unless it is a backwater battle to perform the last killer move and a lore, you must not easily jump high, otherwise you can't kill the opponent with the next blow, and you will die yourself.

However, there are no absolutes, and Newton's laws of mechanics are perfect, and then when the variable velocity is raised to the speed of light, it can only be explained by switching to Einstein's theory of relativity. In the same way, when the opponent's strength is far stronger than yours, any theoretical iron rules and playing laws are meaningless, and people simply want to fight how they want.

At this moment, Shi Yinghu knew that as long as he carried Chu Zhonghong's tiger pounce, she couldn't kill herself, and she could kill her...... But Shi Yinghu could only dodge in embarrassment, because the opponent's tiger pounce could not be blocked at all, and if he blocked hard, he would be seriously injured if he did not die, and he would not be able to counterattack the opponent at all.

"Strong second order, just now she was relaxed and was attacked by me with a punch, so I was able to catch her explosive punch. No, if it weren't for the special terrain like the corridor, I wouldn't have such a loose room to fly off and unload, and I would definitely not be able to beat it hard...... Knife!" In a flash of thought, Shi Yinghu remembered the wolf knife he hung on his side on the motorcycle.

Because he was afraid of scratching the big knife on his back in the city, it was not a joke to be accidentally rolled up and hung under the big truck, so Shi Yinghu easily hung the knife on the side of the motorcycle, and he practiced the knife for a long time, far from reaching the point where the knife is regarded as the second life of the limb extension, plus he was homesick and missed his parents, and he forgot it for a while.

Now it's time to fight for my life, but I remember it again.

(Knife: I have a sentence that MMP doesn't know whether to say or not.) ）

Rolling sideways, running to avoid Chu Zhonghong's tiger pounce, Shi Yinghu began to run in the direction of the carport, living in this area are all poor, there is no parking space or anything, under the broken carport are all source motor cars and motorcycles, compared to Shi Yinghu's heavy motorcycle locomotive is definitely a high-end car, at this moment is being surrounded by a group of bear babies to touch.

Chu Zhonghong didn't know that Shi Yinghu was going to get the knife, she only thought that the other party was going to run, she sneered in her heart, and her footsteps stomped on her true qi, and the person almost rushed behind Shi Yinghu with a string of phantoms.

Shi Yinghu's leg skills are not weak, and he is not slow, but he is much slower than Chu Zhonghong.

The strong wind was howling behind him, and Shi Yinghu, who knew clearly in his heart that he would never be able to run away from the other party, and he would never be able to withstand the power of the opponent's punch, had to step diagonally in front of the carport.

At this moment, Shi Yinghu's body turned sharply like a spinning top, and there were sixty-four steps of refined gossip one after another, because of the yin, slippery, treacherous, and strange footwork, Chu Zhonghong frowned and defended with both hands, and her strength firmly occupied the upper hand, and she had no need to attack Shi Yinghu with an attack, and it was the most royal way to steadily collapse the opponent step by step.

"What are you doing? Stop, stop!" The old man in a white shirt, with torn slippers on his feet, holding a porcelain tea jar, and watching the carport ran out while shouting, but he pulled the side frame that could not be more clear, and a jar of hot tea splashed at Chu Zhonghong.

Why?

Lao Zhangtou has been watching the carport in this community for more than 20 years, and the two brothers Shi Yinglong and Shi Yinghu are simply what he watched grow up.

Chu Zhonghong's tiger-shaped fist failed to practice to the point where the water could not be splashed after all, and the old man drank kung fu tea, and the jar of tea was about to boil, and he forcibly poured a gap between the two, and Shi Yinghu, who had been overwhelmed by several moves, got a chance to ease his breath.

But it was just a sigh of relief, and then he still couldn't beat Chu Zhonghong, and the distance between him and the carport behind him was almost as insurmountable as a moat under the gap in strength between the two sides.

However, at this time, the bear babies who had just touched around the bone motorcycle, several of them were the thickest and sturdy, half large, and they dragged Shi Yinghu's big knife together.

"Brother Yinghu, take the knife. One of the eldest shouted, and with that, they threw knives in Shi Yinghu's direction.

It is not easy for the poor to complete the class jump, most of the people in this community have lived here for twenty or thirty years, and the thieves at home live here, and they will not attack the neighbors for more than ten years.

At this time, Chu Zhonghong was already close, and rushed out with a punch, and the tiger shape pointed directly at Shi Yinghu's face, but at this moment, Shi Yinghu jumped up and slashed the knife in his hand, and the five tigers broke the door knife: Tiger leaping stream!

At this moment, Chu Zhonghong's fist was only a finger's palm away from Shi Yinghu's face, and Shi Yinghu's thick-backed broadsword was at least half an arm's length away from Chu Zhonghong's head.

However, between the two choices of punching the other party and slashing him by the other party, Chu Zhonghong made a choice that a normal person would make: withdraw, retreat, and regroup.