The red fists were piled up, like a cauldron towards the cold mask, no matter how fast the cold face chased the wind, he couldn't avoid this seamless attack, and soon, all the fists smashed on the cold face.

Dozens of fists hit Leng Mian's body from all corners, and each punch was enough to hit Leng Mian's flesh, and Leng Mian couldn't help but scream out loud when he was attacked with such intensity.

His body was bleeding outward, and where Leng Mian was standing, there were blood stains everywhere, such a scene was too bloody, Youzi pinched a handful of sweat for Leng Mian, and Aunt Luo Niang Ma under her was energetic, and kept shouting and beating well.

Zhang Yu smiled in the audience, Leng Mian was very happy like this, after being attacked so hard, Leng Mian would definitely not be able to fight, in this way, even if he had a good plan, it would be useless, and the result waiting for him was only to lose!

When Leng Mian was attacked, he tried his best to turn over, protecting his hands, so that the fist could only hit his back, he endured the pain, tried his right hand, his fingers could move, but there was still a little paralysis, he thought to himself: "There is still a little time, it will be good in a while." ”

"Ahem, this fist hurts, you have to hold back!"

Some fists slammed Leng Mian's back, he lay there like, this scene was especially exciting, Zhang Ming saw it, he couldn't help laughing, he was so happy, unconsciously, he wanted to praise himself, he stared at the two fist patterns on his left and right hands, and looked at Leng Mian's embarrassed appearance, and thought to himself: " Small, I'm a mid-level fifteen-star magic weapon hundred bracelet, which can produce a hundred hands, just by thinking about it, the fist can attack on its own, and the power can be described as very strong, this kid is so capable, and he dares to play tricks in front of me!"

By now, he was tired of playing, so he let more fists pass, and the number of attacks on Leng Mian increased, and it seemed that he was planning to knock Leng Mian off the stage.

Zhang Yu saw that Zhang Ming had increased his offensive, and shouted happily: "Yes, that's it, just knock him off the stage, don't give that kid any chance!"

Now, the fist is no longer attacking from all corners, but is concentrated together, bombarding from one side, as if concentrating the strength of the fist, and trying to rush the cold noodles off the stage.

With such a blow, the effect was fierce, and as soon as Leng Mian was hit by the concentrated fist, he rolled over, and the hands in his arms were exposed, and at this time, Leng Mian's face smiled, and his right hand recovered.

The cold roll gradually stopped, and he stood up, facing the wave of punches, and there was not the slightest tension on his face.

Soon, he slid his right foot backwards, took a step down the horse, his left foot was slightly forward, his right hand was slightly lower, his hands were changed to fists, his left hand was standing, the tip of his palm was sharp and pointed to a hundred fists, his right hand was a palm, placed on his chest, and his side palm was a supplement, facing the fist pile.

The making of this posture made the old man in the cabin frightened, his eyes were so big, the whole person was stunned, and he screamed in his heart: "This posture, impossible, it turned out to be that martial arts!"

The old man was extremely surprised, he didn't expect that he would see this kind of martial art here!

Leng Mian's eyes were very sharp at the moment, he looked at his fist, and shouted: "Immortal thirty-six palms." ”

The tip of his palm has already touched the red fist, and the cold palm shook it alone, and the fist was pushed away, and his right hand pushed it away, and his hands cooperated, and there was no trace of it, and he directly bounced all the fists that came away.

Ten of them were bounced, twenty of them were bounced, fifty of them were bounced, and eighty of them were bounced to the ground under the stiffness and softness of the cold palms, and none of them hit the cold face.

For such a number of attacks, Leng Mian still seemed to be at ease, in the face of such a situation, Zhang Ming was shocked, he stared at Leng Mian with his mouth wide open, not believing what his eyes saw at all, Zhang Yu was the same offstage, his eyes stared at Leng Mian's right hand, and thought: "It turns out that the kid is waiting for his hand to be good before he can use this move, but his hand is also recovering too quickly." ”

Indeed, except for Tomoko, no one would have expected that there was a healing red spirit in Leng Mian's body, so it was inevitable to guess his purpose of consuming time.

On the field, red fists were sprinkled all over the ground, and there were more than 20 fists floating next to Zhang Ming, which he used to prevent cold noodles from getting close, so they were not used to attack.

The people in the audience were stunned, what kind of strange trick is this, one pair of hands resisted more than eighty fists, and the cold face created that amazing scene, which is really breathtaking.

The audience in the audience, after a moment of silence, cheered for the cold face, and Lord Ling Yin on the observation platform looked at the cold face, and his eyes revealed a bit of appreciation.

The guy who was most shocked, of course, was the old man sitting in the cabin, after seeing the power of this set of palm techniques, his mood could not be calm for a long time, his face was always frozen, and he seemed to know about the martial arts used by Leng Mian.

"It's not wrong, that's the lost palm technique, known as the thirty-six palms of the cactus who grabbed the eight directions, this set of palms has a thousand skills, and the palm technique is even faster than not, it is said that no matter what kind of fist weapon, as long as you use the palm lightly, it can be easily dissolved. ”

Cold sweat was already forming on the old man's forehead.

"Since martial arts are no longer valued by the world, there is no sect in the world, many of the legendary martial arts of the past have been lost, this immortal thirty-six palms, it is said that a fairy was created, it can be described as the subtlety of the subtlety, I have only seen the remnants in the ancient books, I really don't know where this kid learned this set of palms!"

Speaking of which, I don't know when it began, although the martial arts that are the three major arts with Qi and meridians have not been taken seriously, they have not been taken seriously, and people have used them as the basis for learning, and all the martial arts classics in the world are just some martial arts foundations.

This trick cactus thirty-six palms, cold noodles were learned from the king of the ape, when the king of apes taught the martial arts of cold noodles, he specially taught him "one fist and one palm", the so-called palm, refers to the cactus.

The King of Apes said that the basic fighting techniques in the world are very practical and suitable for actual combat, but in the face of many superhuman fights, the foundation of martial arts is not enough, and some top-notch martial arts are needed.

When Leng Mian learned this cactus, he experienced a special cultivation and suffered a lot, but at this moment it has an effect in the ring, and Leng Mian feels that the bitterness is not in vain.

After Tomoko saw the shocking vulgarity of cold noodles, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "After two years, cold noodles have become much stronger!"

"Leng Mian, how many experiences have you had in the past two years, and how far have you grown now, seeing that you have become stronger, as your eldest brother, I can't help but want to catch up. ”

In Tomoko's heart, several thoughts were confused, and for a while, she couldn't calm down.

The next stage is left to the cold noodle performance.