Chu Nan was replaying Zhou Yinglong's last kick just now in his mind.

That kick itself is actually not too special, although the timing is good, and the leg is quite sharp, but there are not many changes, and it is easy to deal with.

But seeing this kick made Chu Nan's mind flash and think of something else.

Prior to this, when he was fighting against people, he was limited to the meridians and internal breath strength of a hegemon-level martial artist, and he could only successfully mobilize his internal breath with the special Hong's long fist and exert the most powerful power.

Therefore, when fighting the enemy, Chu Nan usually only uses a set of Hong's long fists.

Hong's long fist is certainly a very magical set of boxing techniques, which can allow him to successfully mobilize his internal breath, but after all, the moves are simple, from beginning to end there are only three moves and twelve styles, and the lack of variation is far from subtle.

When he fought with Xue Zhengming briefly at the banquet before, Chu Nan realized this because of the extremely subtle Liuyun Uncertain Palm used by Xue Zhengming.

Today, he came to the Liuyun Martial Arts Pavilion again and planned to continue to challenge Xue Zhengming, in order to be able to perfect his idea.

But after fighting Zhou Yinglong for such a short time, Chu Nan suddenly realized another problem.

He was able to have such an excellent performance before, although Hong's Changquan helped him a lot, but he was too limited to Hong's Changquan, and even if he wanted to improve his external martial arts, he gave priority to improving Hong's Changquan's move changes.

In this way, his external martial arts skills were invisibly restricted.

Zhou Yinglong's kick just now failed to hit the vital point of his lower body, but it seemed to kick open a chain that had been trapping Chu Nan.

That's right! The so-called external martial arts shouldn't be just boxing!

In the past, in order to be able to successfully mobilize the internal breath, he was forced to only use the Hong's long fist in battle, but now he has become an internal breath-level martial artist, and he can easily mobilize the internal breath with every move, so why limit himself to one boxing technique?

In terms of subtlety of moves alone, Hong's Changquan is afraid that it is only at the level of E-level martial arts at most, how can it be compared with those truly exquisite external martial arts?

What's more, Chu Nan has now mastered a martial art that can definitely be called exquisite, so why should he keep it hidden?

Thinking about this, Chu Nan suddenly felt enlightened, and couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Yinglong, who was on the other side, was even more puzzled.

Why did this Chu Nan suddenly laugh inexplicably? And laughing so disgustingly......

The next moment, he forgot about the question for a moment, and his eyes froze.

But it was Chu Nan's feet, and his body had already rushed over.

Halfway through, Chu Nan had already raised his hand and punched out.

Seeing this punch, Zhou Yinglong and the onlookers were a little baffled.

Chu Nan was now clearly four or five meters away from Zhou Yinglong, but he had already swung half of his punch.

At his current speed, by the time he rushed in front of Zhou Yinglong, this punch had already been exhausted, so where was the power?

What's more, this punch was thrown out so early, Zhou Yinglong could judge the direction of his punch in advance, and easily responded, how could he be hit?

But just when this thought just came to everyone's hearts, Chu Nan's right foot stepped on it violently.

"Boom-"

Chu Nan's right foot stomped on the solid ground of the martial arts arena, but a dull loud noise broke out, and then his whole body accelerated suddenly, blasting towards Zhou Yinglong like a cannonball, and in an instant, it had already pulled into a distance of four or five meters between the two, and the fist that was stretched out just now actually came to Zhou Yinglong's face all of a sudden.

Zhou Yinglong was taken aback, and hurriedly sank slightly, raising his left arm, intending to block Chu Nan's punch.

Fortunately, although Chu Nan's momentum was amazing and surprising, his punching technique was still inferior, Zhou Yinglong easily saw the flaw, and while raising his left arm, his right fist blasted out at the same time, directly taking Chu Nan's lower abdomen dantian.

However, Chu Nan's fist fell sharply at this time, took a step forward, and directly hit Zhou Yinglong's raised left arm.

"Smack-"

Chu Nan's punch also did not contain much powerful internal breath, hitting Zhou Yinglong's left arm with all his strength, it was like hitting a piece of dead wood, not only did he fail to shake his arm in the slightest, but he was shocked by the powerful anti-shock force and his right arm flew up directly.

However, Chu Nan took advantage of this little shock force, his upper body bent back, and his whole body leaned back directly, just avoiding Zhou Yinglong's punch to his lower abdomen, and at the same time, his right leg was raised and kicked out, pointing directly at the vital point of Zhou Yinglong's lower body.

This kick changed rapidly, and the overall movement was extremely smooth, which surprised Zhou Yinglong.

Caught off guard, he could only arch his body vigorously to protect the vital parts of his lower body, but he was kicked in the chest by Chu Nan's kick.

"Bang-"

Fortunately, Chu Nan's kick also did not contain much powerful internal breath, although the kick was hit, it did not bring any harm to Zhou Yinglong.

Zhou Yinglong took a step back, covered his chest with his hands, and looked at Chu Nan in confusion.

When Chu Nan defeated Maluk in the previous Xiyun Star Martial Arts Tournament, he had already demonstrated his strong internal breath that was completely beyond his own level, why did he fight with himself so far, but he has been unwilling to use it?

After thinking about it, Zhou Yinglong's face sank.

This is clearly looking down on me!

Zhou Yinglong snorted coldly, didn't speak, and slapped his palm again with a calm face.

Chu Nan immediately backhanded a punch, and when Zhou Yinglong gave birth to a change, his punch suddenly dispersed, with a light kick in the waist, his right leg flew up, like a wind through the forest, and a kick brought out the sound of whirring wind, and kicked Zhou Yinglong's waist sideways.

It is the wind god who wears the forest leg method.

Compared with the simple moves that can even be called the crude Hong's long fist, the Wind God Piercing Forest Leg Method is worthy of being a B-level martial art, not only the moves themselves are extremely exquisite, but after being integrated into the internal breath, it can also drive the surrounding air to form a cyclone, increasing the power at the same time, it can also affect the opponent's movements at the same time.

This kick immediately made Zhou Yinglong feel extremely uncomfortable, and he could only be forced to retreat.

Fortunately, Chu Nan followed up with another punch, but it was still as flawed as before, far less than the pressure brought to him by the kick just now, which gave him a chance to breathe.

"Bang Bang Bang-"

"Boom, boom—"

Chu Nan's seemingly extremely casual fist technique and Fengshen Piercing Forest Leg Method were interspersed, and after a while, Kung Fu and Zhou Yinglong passed dozens of moves.

At the beginning, he was still very unfamiliar with this kind of attack with the leg method, and it was very easy to have flaws in the middle, not only did he fail to suppress Zhou Yinglong, but he would always find an opportunity for Zhou Yinglong to counterattack.

But soon, Chu Nan summed up all the mistakes and omissions just now with his powerful data ability, and then corrected them, and quickly improved the tacit understanding between his fists and legs at a speed that was visible to the naked eye in the battle.

It didn't take long for him to even directly integrate the wind step, and the punches, legs, and steps were seamlessly integrated, and the more he fought, the more enjoyable he became.

Although his boxing skills are still crude and rusty, and the wind control step is not a subtle footwork, but combined with the wind god through the forest leg method, Zhou Yinglong gradually became passive from the beginning of the back and forth, and then was completely suppressed until the end......

"Bang-"

Chu Nan kicked Zhou Yinglong in the waist, just when he had just dodged Chu Nan's fist attack, and when his strength was exhausted, he didn't even have time to mobilize his internal breath, so he naturally couldn't resist the huge force of 672.618911 kilograms on this kick even if it didn't have internal breath, and he was directly kicked away and fell out.

Seeing Zhou Yinglong rolling five or six meters away on the ground before stopping, and couldn't get up for a long time, Chu Nan shook his head in disappointment.

This Zhou Yinglong is probably the level of a second-order internal breath-level martial artist, and his external martial arts skills are only average, and he may have to fight hard before he breaks through to become an internal breath-level martial artist, but now he can't pose any threat to him at all.

Although he allowed himself to gain some comprehension of external martial arts, his level was insufficient, but he could no longer be promoted through him.

Chu Nan turned his head to look around, his gaze swept over the other martial arts hall disciples who were watching.

"Who else would come up and teach?"

For a while, there was silence in the martial arts arena, and no one responded to the battle.

After a while, a male student who was slightly taller than Zhou Yinglong but had a much thinner figure walked out of the crowd and came to Chu Nan.

"Zheng Moke, please advise."

Chu Nan had a trace of joy, excitement and expectation in his heart, nodded at the place with a smile, and bowed.

"Please advise." (To be continued.) )