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Peng Qianjun took his half-step collapse fist strength, but ignored the hidden Wing Chun strength, and was hit in the palm of his hand by Chen Chen's punch, and suddenly his arm clicked, and half of his arm was so punched that the elbow bones rushed out of the joint, and the blood was exposed.

If you don't die if you fight a snake, you will be bitten by a snake!

Chen Chen will definitely not have compassion and give the other party a chance to fight back, a peak master of dark energy like Peng Qianjun, before he is killed or disabled, he may bite you back! The national art is originally used to kill the enemy, and every move and style is all tempered by the ancestors in the fight against the enemy, and the meaning of its existence is to kill the enemy and win!

In Peng Qianjun's roar like a wounded beast, Chen Chen rushed forward like a tiger and leopard, breaking his fist, breaking his fist, and breaking his fist again!

In just three breaths, Chen Chen blasted out dozens of crashing punches, not giving Peng Qianjun a chance to breathe at all, and his fists slammed over like a storm. Peng Qianjun wasted one hand, how could he block all the attacks with only one hand, half of these dozens of collapse punches were blocked by him, and the other half was completely bombarded on his body......

The dull sound of the fist hitting the flesh and the cracking of the ribs and chests were incessant, and the onlookers all turned pale and their teeth clucked. Some of these old men and old ladies have been on the battlefield, it's not that they haven't seen blood, and it's not that they haven't killed anyone, but how can the momentum of muskets killing the enemy be as violent as the thunderous impact of pure brute force on people at this moment? They could almost all hear the overbearing punch and the echo of human blood in their bodies after the fist hit their body......

Bang la, bla blah!

"Boom-"

The sweat on Chen Chen's head evaporated like a white mist, and after blasting out fifty-six punches in a row, he finally collapsed Peng Qianjun more than ten meters away......

"Master!" The expressions of the two Bagua Sect disciples changed drastically, and they took two steps forward and reached out to pick up Peng Qianjun, but there was still Chen Chen's fist collapse strength on his body, and after the two of them caught the person, they immediately felt a huge dark energy hit their bodies, like being struck by lightning, spraying blood wildly, and smashing Peng Qianjun on a big tree that was one person thick.

"Whoa—"

The autumn sycamore leaves shook down, and then something even more amazing happened, this precious French plane tree split in the middle and fell to the ground in half with a bang!

Chen Chen stared at Peng Qianjun, who fell to the ground without any breath, gasping for breath, this battle consumed all the physical strength and essence he had accumulated these days, and now he was exhausted, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

But he believes that Peng Qianjun is much worse than him!

More than twenty consecutive collapse punches hit his body, even if Chen Chen's previous punch that broke Peng Qianjun's hand had drained the dark energy, it was still not something that human muscles and bones could resist. He is very confident in his boxing skills, Peng Qianjun is not dead, but he has broken seven or eight ribs, and his internal organs have also ruptured and bleeding to varying degrees, and the most important thing is that he has abolished one hand, and his spine has also been dislocated for three sections.

This is the national art, if you are seriously injured, you will die on the spot, if you are not ready to die, don't fight with people!

"You let me make three moves, I will spare your life, you earned it." Chen Chen took a deep breath, let this breath go around the internal organs of his body, slowly opened his mouth and exhaled a faint white gas, his face was a little ruddy, and he looked at Peng Qianjun, who was already unconscious, and said lightly.

"Such a ruthless heart, such a poisonous hand, our gossip gate will not let you go." Peng Qianjun's two apprentices wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths and said with hatred.

Chen Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense with these ant-like characters, and said coldly: "Guy who doesn't understand the rules, carry Master Peng back and ask your elders, and then come and talk to me." ”

National art competition, either you die, or I die, welcome to seek revenge!

"Okay, you wait for me!" The two glared at Chen Chen viciously, and after leaving a sentence, they picked up Peng Qianjun and left.

Hua Yuling walked up with the little girl in her arms, Xie Ru took her little handkerchief very obediently and wiped the sweat on her big brother's face, and surprisingly didn't ask him to hug her. Hua Yuling held his arm and said with concern, "Are you okay?" ”

Chen Chen smiled and said softly: "It's a little out of strength, just take a rest." "He is actually lying, with his current state, let alone taking a break, even if he sleeps for two days, he can only recover half of his energy, and the battle with Peng Qianjun is too hard and dangerous, and the physical exhaustion is temporary, but the loss of spirit and spirit is not something that can be made up in the short term.

Old Mrs. Qi pulled Qi Qian, who was depressed, and also came over, the little sister's conspiracy and calculations all failed, and she suffered a heavy blow again, so she was naturally in a bad mood.

"Little master, it's amazing!" Old Lady Qi smiled and said, "After this battle, you can really make a name for yourself in the capital!" Peng Qianjun is a famous big boxer in the capital, some people even say that his boxing skills can be ranked in the top three, even he is not your opponent, I am afraid that no master in the Xue family dares to come to the door. ”

Chen Chen glanced at Qi Qian first, this chick was like a defeated hen, she hung her head and smiled: "Grandma Qi has won the prize, Master Peng's boxing skills are better than mine, and it is just a coincidence that he can win this battle." ”

"Blind modesty!" Qi Xiaoniu snorted coldly, she couldn't help but be sarcastic when she couldn't help but be sarcastic when she got cheap and behaved the little bastard.

Chen Chen didn't want to get along with this chick in front of Old Lady Qi, whether he was modest or not, he knew himself. Peng Qianjun is above him regardless of martial arts cultivation and battle experience, if it weren't for the other party's refusal to fight him to the death, Chen Chen would definitely lose this battle, and he might not even be able to save his life.

National art competition, if the realm is not much different, it is compared to that fierce and fierce spirit that is not afraid of death, any timidity and retreat during the battle may be devastating, maybe you are strong, take the advantage, but as long as you are afraid of the opponent's desperate blow, it is possible to be seized by the opponent to defeat and win, there are countless examples of this.

Whether you are a first-generation grandmaster, a half-step grandmaster, or the peak of dark energy, as long as you lose the momentum of daring to sacrifice your life to climb the supreme realm of martial arts, and lose a fearless heart in the face of the challenges of your juniors, you may be picked off the horse.

Therefore, there is a wise saying in the national art world - boxing is afraid of being strong!

A martial artist, when you come down from the peak, your qi and blood are no longer so smooth, your muscles and bones are no longer so strong, your strength and reaction speed are declining, this is an objective reality, but the deeper reason is the fighting spirit and spirit, as long as the fighting spirit is not extinguished, the spirit is not dead, even if it is an ancient old man, he can burst out with the strongest blow.

At the age of seventy, when the Three Emperors of the capital bombarded Grandmaster Li Yaochen, he was challenged by the descendants of the Tibetan Tantric Buddha Mother Mahamudra descendant. One was already an old man, and the other was a twenty-seven-year-old master of the Transformation Realm, and everyone thought that Li Yaochen I's prestige would be ruined. But the result was a big surprise, after the start of the war, Li Yaochen was vigorous, and his seemingly old body actually burst out with violent energy, and the loose skin and dry muscles of the whole person bulged up like blowing up balloons, and instantly seemed to be thirty years younger, shocking the young Tantric Transformation Realm master to faint upside down.

The fighting spirit is not extinguished, and the spirit is not dead!

Li Yaochen's secret let future generations know that it is the truth of the national art to be afraid of being young and strong, but the fighting spirit and spirit of a warrior can break the truth!

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