Chapter 64: As I said, the Iron Will Fist will not work
"You!"
Seeing Ye Cheng's expression, the corners of Guo Dong's eyes twitched, and he had the urge to hold back his internal injuries and want to vomit blood, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, the remaining ninety-nine punches, I see if you can catch it!"
Guo Dong was secretly ruthless, and the Iron Fist was used without any reservations, only attacking but not defending, and the Iron Fist was brought into full play, and everyone's eyes could hardly catch the true position of Guo Dong's fist, and an afterimage appeared in front of them.
Guo Dong at this moment is like a thousand-armed Guanyin!
However, Ye Cheng's speed was faster, and he was not in a hurry, whenever Guo Dong was about to touch him, Ye Cheng's flashes without leaving a trace made Guo Dong feel that he couldn't use his strength, and all his strength had entered the cotton.
"Second move!"
"The third move!"
"It's too slow, you're too slow!"
Ye Cheng shook his head while dodging, which made Guo Dong extremely angry, and his fist strength sped up a few points.
"It's ......"
Seeing this scene, Tang Yi became more and more surprised, his brows jumped violently, because Ye Cheng dodged every time to the limit, and when Guo Dong's fist was about to touch Ye Cheng, Ye Cheng dodged lightly.
After more than a dozen punches, Tang Yi was already sweating profusely.
'It's too extreme!If it were me, I wouldn't be able to dodge!'
......
"Thirty-fifth move!"
When it came to the back, Ye Cheng didn't need to count anymore, and everyone couldn't help but count it by themselves.
And Guo Dong's fists are getting faster and faster, but he still can't touch a single hair of Ye Cheng.
......
"Forty-sixth move!"
"Forty-seven, forty-eight...... Ninety-one, ninety-two...... Ninety-seven, ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred!"
"One hundred moves! A whole hundred moves! Oh my God, Guo Dong couldn't even touch this person!" Everyone was shocked, and even gasped for breath.
"He really persisted in a hundred moves under the Iron Will Fist!" Tang Churui blushed, his eyes already straight.
"This is still the result of that kid not fighting back, Guo Dong can be completely unguarded and attack with all his strength, there is no such battle in real combat!"
Tang Yi's eyes flashed with amazement, even if it was him, he didn't dare to easily guarantee that he would be able to persist in a hundred moves under Guo Dong and not fight back.
In the distance, a group of warriors of the Xiao family stood there.
Xiao Fu was also in the crowd, and the moment he saw Ye Cheng, he was also stunned. When he saw Ye Cheng taking Guo Dong's 100 punches and not fighting back, he was completely stunned.
Xiao Qianyao blushed, she was excited to be like this, and her gaze at Ye Cheng at this moment was already full of amazement.
"How? I said, Iron Will Fist won't work!"
In the fiery eyes of everyone, Ye Chengfeng was light, shook his head slightly, and stood there with his hands in his hands.
Guo Dong was already sweating profusely, and when he punched out this hundred punches, he didn't even touch a single hair, he had already accumulated a wave of anger in his heart, and he had a feeling that even if he made a thousand more moves, he wouldn't be able to touch Ye Cheng.
"What are you, you only know how to dodge, if you really meet a master, no matter how fast you are, sooner or later you will make a mistake, and at that time, will you blindly dodge and not fight back?" Guo Dong said angrily.
"Oh?"
Ye Chengjiang tilted his head slightly, looked at Guo Dong lightly, and said proudly: "If I fight back, you won't be able to stick to a single move, do you believe it or not?"
"Shh
"Why don't you take my punch? As long as you take it, you win!"
"Really?" asked Guo Dong seemingly innocently.
For some reason, everyone's hearts moved, and they all had a feeling that Guo Dong was going to be fooled.
But the authorities are fascinated, and Guo Dong doesn't seem to have discovered it at all.
"Come on, you can put on a defensive posture and I'll fight wherever I want! As long as you can stand up after this punch, even if you win!" Ye Cheng continued to say slowly.
"Good!"
Guo Dong agreed, Tieyi Fist has both offense and defense, in addition to the amazing strength of the fist, he also practiced boxing with iron sand, this pair of fists is extremely hard, let alone a punch, looking at Ye Cheng's thin body, Guo Dong felt that he could defend himself with a hundred punches.
Guo Dong put on a defensive posture, blocked his fists in front of his chest, and said categorically: "Come on, hit my fist!"
"Good!"
Ye Cheng didn't talk nonsense, he stepped out, there was only an afterimage behind him, and the next moment he appeared in front of Guo Dong, Guo Dong was taken aback in his heart, but then, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Boy, you've been fooled, go die!"
Guo Dong suddenly burst out and punched Ye Cheng's fist head-on.
"What?"
"It's so shameless!"
"Didn't you say that the good ones only defend, and don't fight back?"
"Hehe, the reputation of the Guo family is going to stink now!"
The crowd of onlookers scolded one after another, feeling that Guo Dong was too shameless.
"Bang"
Ye Cheng's seemingly random punch erupted with an irresistible force.
Guo Dong had the feeling that a heavy truck rushed in his face and hit his fist hard, and the next moment there was a 'click' sound, the bones in Guo Dong's fist were shattered, and his whole person flew upside down, like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.
"This ......"
The audience lost their voices.
Including Tang Yi, everyone's eyes widened, and they were tough against the Iron Fist, and they even won? This is too appalling!
Tang Churui's eyes widened, and his small mouth opened into the shape of an egg.
You must know that although Guo Dong is a mid-stage martial artist with internal strength, if it comes to fist strength, Tang Yi, who is at the peak of his internal strength, does not dare to plunder his edge.
Because the Iron Fist is a fist that specifically strengthens people, people who practice the Iron Fist have practiced with iron sand since they were five or six years old, and when they grow up, they will break the bones of their hands, and due to their young age, the bones will slowly heal in the future.
In the long run, by the time the cultivator of the Iron Intent Fist reached adulthood, he had suffered countless pains, and the bones of his hands had broken many times.
Just as an eagle will break the wings of its young eagle, and when the wound heals, the eaglet will fly higher.
But broken bones tend to be harder. Guo Dong's Iron Fist was refined under this circumstance. It is no exaggeration to say that the Iron Will Fist can destroy gold and break iron.
But when they looked at it, Guo Dong's whole body sank deep into the ground, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his face was full of shock, his right hand and arm drooped slightly, and the bones inside were all shattered, which was caused by Ye Cheng's punch.
Ye Cheng glanced at everyone present lightly, and finally his eyes fell on Guo Dong's face as white as snow, and his voice was still unhurried, and he came very flat, "I said, the Iron Will Fist is not good." ”
This time, no one refuted Ye Cheng anymore, and everyone in the audience opened their mouths, speechless, and there was silence.
In the crowd in the distance, Chu San stood there, he himself was a martial artist in the early stage of internal strength, and he was a tyrant in Lanzhou, this kind of gathering of martial artists, he naturally would not not come.
At this moment, Third Master Chu of Lanzhou was lowering his head, looking at the severed palm of his right hand, and his eyes were full of horror.
'He's too strong, he can hurt people by picking leaves, and now he has abolished one of Guo Dong's arms with another punch!