"Okay!" The violent tiger burst into applause, full of appreciation, nodded and said: "Good boy, originally Lao Tzu was caught in for buying a batch of energy blocks, but I didn't expect to meet a good boy like you, and this prison is not unjust!

As he spoke, the violent tiger laughed, and the crackling sound of the bones in his whole body kept sounding, and the originally huge body was raised again, and the power of the whole person reached a higher level, like a real fierce beast.

Fang Yi felt the overwhelming and heavy feeling of oppression coming from the violent tiger's body, and only felt as if he was standing in front of a high mountain, although he knew that this was the illusion caused by the other party's high momentum, but he could not eliminate this feeling.

The momentum cannot be weak, and if the momentum is weak, it will not be able to exert its own strength to ten percent, and this one will not have to fight.

Fang Yi knew this, took two deep breaths, his chest swelled upward, and at the same time faced the violent tiger head-on, his feet apart, his knees slightly bent, his chest was straightened, his abdomen was raised, and he put on the posture of a two-word pincer Yang horse, and at the same time, his right elbow was rolled inward, and his palm was facing the sky, slowly spreading outward.

As soon as the hand came out, the originally white palm suddenly turned into a terrifying crimson color, as if it had been dyed with paint, and the scorching air wave radiated outward from the palm of the arm, causing the air flow to surge, and the people around felt the heat wave hitting their faces, and their hearts were shocked.

It was such a simple action, a momentum that was as heavy as a mountain and only a martial arts master in the Qi Shock realm suddenly appeared on Fang Yi's body, and he firmly resisted the momentum of a violent tiger like a fierce tiger, and he didn't let go, from his body within a meter range, as if he was a world of his own, let the wind and rain blow in the outside world, I would not move like a mountain.

"Good boy, this is not Jia Neng, it's ancient martial arts, I underestimated you, no wonder you dare to fight with me!" Violent Tiger's eyes suddenly flashed again.

The Sealing Energy Ring could only limit the armor energy, and Fang Yi was tantamount to using all his strength to challenge the Violent Tiger, whose strength was less than one-twelfth of the previous one. It was from the majesty that Fang Yi exuded when he made a move that the Violent Tiger saw the essence of Fang Yi.

"Although I use the attached armor, the armor I use, but that's only because the internal strength of ancient martial arts is not easy to practice, I use the armor energy instead of internal breath, the real kung fu is ancient martial arts, and the outer boxing method is Fuhu Boxing!"

The tiger said loudly in his mouth, his body leaned forward slightly, the tiger's claws opened, a spine on his back arched and twisted like a dragon, and his bones made a crisp sound like a firecracker!

Immediately, the violent tiger stepped forward and approached Fang Yi, between the steps, there was already the charm of the tiger, the soles of his feet touched the ground, and the ground shook slightly, bringing up a majestic momentum like a tiger descending the mountain, calm and steady, and with a kingly momentum, every step he took, the momentum was stronger than before.

The tiger descends the mountain, and the beasts avoid it, which shows how fierce and domineering the tiger's majesty is.

Tyrant Tiger has been practicing Fuhu Boxing for nearly 20 years, and he has already beaten this set of foreign boxing methods to the realm of Dacheng, plus there is a armor that can promote and cheer, so that he can have such a power when he has not made a move.

Many times, the outcome of the battle is predestined from the very beginning. The so-called battle of hundreds or thousands of moves, and finally the winner is determined, which is a thing in movies and novels. People's internal breath or a limited ability, the real warrior fights, all seek to defeat the opponent in the shortest possible time, this is a dangerous fight, subject to the physical strength, spirit, time limit, less than one move, more than ten moves, enough to completely separate the winner and loser.

And in the battle of those who are similar in cultivation, momentum is a very important part, if before or during the battle, the momentum of one side completely overwhelms the other, then there is basically no suspense in this battle.

The side whose momentum is overwhelmed, the psychological disadvantage will lead to physical sluggishness and mental malaise, and its own strength is less than half, and it is naturally only a matter of time before it fails.

Because of the sealing energy ring, the strength between Fang Yi and the Violent Tiger was not far apart, and the comparison was momentum and experience.

Since Fang Yi had seen the great destruction power of the shattering stars in the Dharma Cave, there were few people in the world who could shake his soul with momentum, just like having tasted the Heavenly Palace Qiong liquid, no matter how good the wine in the world was, it would feel tasteless and tasteless, so let the momentum of the violent tiger be like **, Fang Yi was as stable as Mount Tai.

But Fang Yi also knew very well that if the momentum of the Violent Tiger continued to rise, the attacks issued by the Violent Tiger would be even more ferocious and incomparable, and with his current strength, it would be difficult to resist.

And the best way to stop the opponent's momentum from climbing is-

Take the initiative!

In an instant, Fang Yi's footsteps moved, his knees seemed to be bent and not curved, as fast as the wind, and his steps were like wild horses running rapidly, and there were even more wild horses running freely and proudly in the wilderness.

At the same time, Fang Yi's qi and blood all over his body were like a water pump exerting pressure, and his whole body was rushing up and down, and a trace of white mist came out of the thousands of pores of his body, and under the white mist, his skin turned bright red like Guan Gong's possession, which was a manifestation of the qi and blood running to its peak.

Where he passed, a cloud of smoke like the exhaust of an airplane formed behind Fang Yi!

The moment of the third step-

Empty!

The dull sound of footsteps on the ground, like thunder in the water, made everyone in the prison feel the ground tremble violently, and when they looked again, the sole of Fang Yi's left foot actually fell into the plastic ground, exposing only one ankle.

The power generated by the extreme running of qi and blood made Fang Yi's explosive power reach an incredible level in an instant.

And the power of this step is transmitted along the soles of the feet, moving the hips, swinging the hips, twisting the waist, and then passing the upper body between the rise of each spine one by one, reaching the shoulders.

The huge force urged the arm to slam off, bringing the sound of whistling wind, and Fang Yi's entire right arm, like a leather whip at this moment, pulled out a sharp snapping sound in the air, as if it was whipped into everyone's heart.

The thrown arm bounced back, and at the same time, the arm muscles expanded rapidly at an incredible speed, and the sound of each muscle rubbing against each other converged to form a strange and slight rustle.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Yi's arm had more than doubled in size than normal!

And the power, speed, and momentum of this fist all rose to the point where the violent tiger couldn't help but be moved at this moment.

"Good!"

Seeing that the hunting tiger was happy, he shouted loudly, his eyes were full of light, and the tiger claws did not retreat but advanced, grabbing Fang Yi's fist.

With a sound of air, the tiger claw instantly broke through the speed limit and entered the realm of breaking the sky, and the air quickly swept between the open five fingers, actually forming four breaths like fog and smoke, making the sky breaking tiger claw even more powerful!

At the moment when the fists and claws were about to meet, Fang Yi's long-planned Wing Chun strength finally broke out, and at the same time, the speed increased again, and the sound of air explosion was released, which was more powerful than the sound of the violent tiger!

Generally speaking, the louder the sound of breaking the void, the greater the speed and power of the attack.

Hearing Fang Yi's airburst sound, Tyrant Tiger's face changed instantly, but between the lightning and flint, it was too late to push the force again.

Touch!

Like two pieces of blunt iron slamming violently, exploding people's eardrums, the tiger's claws were instantly inferior to the fierce fist, and they were forced to smash into the tiger's chest.

Roar!

The violent tiger suddenly let out a roar that seemed like a crazy tiger, and in an instant, his momentum increased again, the muscles of his whole body suddenly bulged, and the power of his fists continued to increase!

Quack, quack......

The part where the fist and the tiger claw came into contact made a sound of close friction and glue, and the tiger claw retreated slowly, stopping Fang Yi's fist less than twenty centimeters from his chest.

"I lost. ”

After saying this, Fang Yi's thick arm retracted like a deflated balloon, and quickly returned to normal, and a mouthful of turbid air was exhaled, and immediately, the pores of his whole body instantly opened, and sweat came out like rain, drenching Fang Yi thoroughly, and there were wet stains under his feet.

There was silence throughout the cell, and everyone looked at the pale-faced, emaciated teenager with horror or shock or admiration.

Even though he looked so weak, the punch that was as fast as a mountain just now, and the thick arm that did not match his body at all, were deeply imprinted in everyone's mind.

Mo Shui, who was in the crowd, couldn't help but open his mouth wide, and looked at Fang Yi who was still standing like an arrogant bamboo even though he was defeated.

This guy is really just the same age as himself, can he not only refine a first-grade high-grade energy block, but also possess such a terrifying ancient martial arts?

Jiawu Shuangxiu?

Mo Shui's mind came up with this word called a joke.

The place where this word appears most frequently is in online novels, and many of the protagonists in it are Jia Wu Shuangxiu, which means that if you can become a master of both Jia Xiu and ancient martial arts, this kind of person will usually sit on a beauty and be proud of the world at the end.

It's just that there are two different energy systems between Jiaxiu and ancient martial arts, one bloodline and one meridian, one macroscopic and one microcosm, although according to many arguments, it is indeed possible for Jiawu Shuangxiu to be established in theory, but until now, I have never heard of anyone who can perfectly run the two energy systems at the same time, and it is more of the rumor that many arrogant people have been paralyzed or died violently because of various internal conflicts.

However, after thinking about it carefully, Mo Shui felt that Fang Yi's current situation was not a martial artist, because although the energy master was born from the divine creation master, it was still essentially different from the regular sense of the armor cultivation, and the biggest difference was that he did not need to rely on the armor, and it had nothing to do with the armor.

However, even so, Mo Shui still felt that Fang Yi was extraordinary, and he was definitely a genius.

"Good boy, good kung fu, I almost fell for you!"

The Violent Tiger let out a long laugh, let go of the tiger's claws, and left five red fingerprints on the back of Fang Yi's white hand.

ps: There is one more chapter in the afternoon, and there are tickets to smash it!