Chapter Ninety-Four: The Strongest Blow
Zhang Xiaoliang's sudden and strange behavior attracted Anqi's attention. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Zhang Xiaoliang, who was 100 meters away, was in a posture of preparing to run, and An Qi knew what Zhang Xiaoliang was thinking.
"Do you want to use your speed to increase your destructive power?" Angel darkened, "It seems that he doesn't think about anything." But even so. His weight is too low, and the energy he can generate to reach his maximum speed at a distance of 100 meters is still limited. ”
Zhang Xiaoliang's footsteps began to accelerate, and he had only one thought. Rush towards Angel as fast as you can!
"The speed is a little slow, the strength is insufficient, the speed is not fast, only the body is flexible, and the moves are weird. It seems that he didn't spend much experience running his own kung fu. Angel observed as she whispered to herself. For Zhang Xiaoliang, this is a battle, and for Angel, it is just an assessment to test her students' abilities.
Zhang Xiaoliang ran towards Anqi quickly, and his fists were already raised high. The alternation of emptiness in his eyes was a manifestation of the extreme concentration of mental power, the emptiness that only appeared because he was too focused on something.
This is the last time Angel doesn't fight back, and if Angel can't be defeated here, then there will be no chance.
The speed of 100 meters has already allowed Zhang Xiaoliang to reach his highest speed. Zhang Xiaoliang is now like a motorcycle crashing into Anqi with a slight sound of wind.
Enough speed! At a distance of ten meters, Zhang Xiaoliang gritted his teeth! Take to the skies and jump!
Now it's time to pull the internal forces! Zhang Xiaoliang is desperate! Because he doesn't know how to induce internal forces at all!
Complete all the steps, this step is the most important thing!
Only internal forces can attract the greatest force! Whether it's dark energy or external rotational destructive power! If you can't use your internal force to hit your opponent, it's like kicking a ball without your feet and playing basketball without your hands!
What to do? Zhang Xiaoliang is cold behind him! He's almost touching Anqi's defensive mucosa! But this punch doesn't seem to have the slightest internal force to speak of!
I didn't feel any difference in this punch at all.
What to do!
Zhang Xiaoliang suddenly felt cold in his heart, this punch was originally a gamble! Because as Anqi said, only a quarter of the fist force in his swing has internal force, and these internal forces are not deliberately used by Zhang Xiaoliang, but the power generated by the internal force swimming on its own unconsciously, which has nothing to do with Zhang Xiaoliang's control!
There is only one minute left, and Zhang Xiaoliang has no choice! Only a desperate attempt to win this punch comes with internal force!
"Failed." Zhang Xiaoliang's heart felt as if he had been severely filed with an iron pestle, but it was a pity that the long-planned attack failed because of this unreliable factor.
Zhang Xiaoliang is helpless, now that the arrow is on the string, although the expectation of this punch has failed, but this punch still has to be punched!
"Don't give up!" Anqi's shrill voice poured into the ears of the disheartened Zhang Xiaoliang.
Zhang Xiaoliang was enlightened, because of these words, Zhang Xiaoliang's fists couldn't help but clench a little.
"Focus! Don't let up! Angel roared, she hoped that Zhang Xiaoliang could concentrate at this moment!
Focus? How to centralize?