"The palm is like an iron gas like an arrow, and the launch is all based on an inch of Dan", the word "Dan" refers to the dantian of the warrior, the lower abdomen. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 This palm of info Ling Feng completely played the essence of the "Wind Palm". After a few months of standing on the pile, Ling Feng's strength had already accumulated to a certain extent, and at this moment, it was like a flood bursting its banks, completely pouring out.

If it weren't for the fact that the "Wind Palm" is characterized by fast palms, like a shadow like the wind, and does not pay attention to the explosion of pure power, instead of some fierce palms, I am afraid that the power of Ling Feng's palm at this moment will be even more amazing.

But even so, Ling Feng's palm also played the essence of the "Wind Palm". "This kid, when did you steal the 'Wind Palm'?" Zhao Haitian upstairs was stunned, but his heart was surging, genius, the martial arts he stole to learn, he could actually play to such a level, I really can't imagine it.

There was an exclamation from below the ring.

The fists and feet intersected, the skin of Ling Feng's arms, which did not have many muscles, bulged, the pores completely exploded, and when he palmed down, Wu Feng frowned, hurriedly retracted his feet, and endured it for a few seconds, but he still couldn't help rubbing his feet the carpet of the ring, which showed that it was very painful.

Ling Feng slapped it out, but he didn't let go, he stepped forward, his footsteps wiped the ground, and two long marks were left on the carpet with his steps.

There is a saying in Chinese martial arts: "Chasing the wind and chasing the moon is not relaxed." It means that when facing the enemy, once you have the upper hand, you must chase after it until the opponent admits defeat. Cheng Tinghua, a generation of grandmasters who died a hundred years ago, also said: "Hitting someone is like kissing the mouth", two young people, one wants to kiss each other, the other wants to dodge, if you don't chase after each other, you will naturally not succeed, this is the artistic conception in the play.

Wu Feng had just retracted his legs, the sharp pain in his feet had subsided slightly, and he was about to perform the killing moves in taekwondo that he had practiced in the past few months, but he felt that the entire ring shook slightly, like a slight earthquake, and then his eyes flickered, and Ling Feng had already appeared in front of him.

"So fast!" Although Wu Feng is a fourth-grade martial artist, the opponents who practice against each other on weekdays are often people who have asked for their parents or uncles, compared to Ling Feng, who has no experience in facing the enemy, such a negative experience makes Wu Feng suffer at this moment. How could a former opponent chase after himself so fiercely.

But after all, the four-grade martial artist is a four-grade martial artist, and he has already touched the threshold of the true essence of martial arts.

It's just that Wu Feng's reaction was a beat slower after all, and before the King Kong Demon Fist could be used, his shoulder was first slapped by Ling Feng, and he immediately stumbled, and his right shoulder was hotly swollen. "Okay, you Ling Feng, Lao Tzu will never die with you today!" Wu Feng had never suffered such a double blow of body and spirit. The whole person was in a hurry, and he also exploded the physical potential of the fourth-grade martial arts.

Ling Feng's second palm was about to slap on Wu Feng's chest, Wu Feng's body was on one side, and he was actually able to avoid it, and then with a Vajra Demon Fist in his right hand, he slammed it towards Ling Feng's temple.

Ling Feng was not afraid at all, and said in his heart: "It's a good time, I have been standing on the pile for half a year, and my physique has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the one hundred and eight-style 'Wind Palm' is also completely mastered, what I lack is the experience of the enemy, today I just use you as a whetstone, and hone my experience well!" Ling Feng already knew at this moment that in the face of a four-rank martial artist, whether it was strength or speed, he would not fall behind at all, and even surpass the other party.

All of a sudden, the two were entangled in the ring. The "Wind Palm", which is known for its speed and dexterity, faced the fierce "King Kong Demon Fist", only to see Ling Feng's entire body constantly circling around Wu Feng, snapping and popping, the palm wind and fist strength continued to collide in the air, like a firecracker exploding, and the entire ring shook slightly.

"This Ling Feng, he is so good, he soiled my coat last month, and I scolded him, I was afraid to think about it, if he did it with me at that time, I would definitely have to lie down if he didn't make three moves!" said a seventh-rank martial arts student secretly luckily in his heart.

"Ling Feng is actually the legendary pig and eating tiger, today I can be regarded as an eye-opener. It's the right time to come to this brother's martial arts hall to study, a miscellaneous person is so powerful. ”

"This guy, it turns out that he is the legendary sweeping monk!"

When the students below saw Ling Feng and Wu Feng fighting, they did not lose the slightest blow, and all of them exploded in a moment.

"Crazy, when did you become so powerful. Zhang Tiezhu was even more stunned at the moment, a few minutes ago, he thought that Ling Feng would be kicked by Wu Feng, but at this moment, Ling Feng was like a god possessed, especially the "Wind Palm" style of play, chic and elegant, his body shape was constantly changing, it looked like Ling Feng had been fighting around Wu Feng, and Wu Feng had been parrying.

"By the way, the madman just said that he wanted to teach me a pile method, it seems that it must be a good thing, I must learn it, I also want to be as strong as the madman, and then make money to buy special medicine for my mother!"

At this moment, the bearded young man who came with Wu Feng clenched his fists, and there was a cold glint in his eyes, staring at Ling Feng deadly. And the middle-aged man in the suit narrowed his eyes and muttered: "Sixteen or seventeen years old, he actually has such skills, I don't know who this young man's master is?"

For Wu Feng, a four-rank martial artist, using this "King Kong Demon Fist" to fight against Ling Feng's "Wind Palm", if you can't win within three moves, you are already doomed to fail.

Think about it, if a person throws a punch with all his might, and is dissolved by the opponent's easy palm, how many punches can you desperately throw? Wu Feng was in the ring at the moment, sweating like rain, his arms had already begun to tremble slightly, and his heart was even more bitter. But in this ring, he can't admit defeat, because the other party is just a martial arts gym worker, and more importantly, Chu Yanran and this kid are not clear, and they don't know what the relationship is, and if they admit defeat, they will lose Chu Yanran.

Finally, Wu Feng exerted all his strength and used the most fierce move in the "King Kong Demon Palm", as a result, I saw Ling Feng's body like an ape, and suddenly rushed to Wu Feng's side, while Wu Feng rushed forward because of too much force, his center of gravity was unstable.

Bang Bang, Ling Feng took advantage of this opportunity, and instantly slapped six or seven palms on Wu Feng's back, palm to the flesh, Wu Feng's whole person suddenly flew out three or four feet away like a piece of paper, and lay on the ring.

Wu Feng fell to the ground and wanted to get up again, but he rolled his eyes, struggled a few times, and finally lay on the ring.