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When it is quiet, it is like a deep boudoir, and when it moves, it is like a rabbit off the net. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

One light, two sinking, three steps and one rush, Lin Qing swept seven or eight meters flat.

Immediately afterwards, with his arms propped up, his hands were like wheels, in line with the habit of surviving on the street for many years, Lin Qing did not have the leisure to talk nonsense with his opponent at all, and just approached his opponent, and throwing his hand was a cannon fist.

Evil wind!

A vicious wind that only comes when a tiger comes out of a hole!

As soon as this cannon fist was unleashed, Lin Qing's whole person seemed to have become an extremely vicious hungry tiger, and when he heard the crackling of the bone joints, his fist instantly turned purple and black, and it was as hard as steel, as if it had turned into a hammer.

Roar!

People are like tigers, and tigers roar first.

The moment the cannon hammer was pulled out, from Lin Qing's body, there seemed to be an invisible tiger roar erecting.

This is the pinnacle punch.

Since he has practiced his strength, whether it is momentum, fist intent, or strength, in this premeditated punch to take the lead, all of them have reached Lin Qing's current peak.

"I'm almost about to practice tiger-shaped boxing, it seems that this boxing method is indeed very good for his way. Qi Xue's eyes lit up slightly, Lin Qing's progress in fist intent was much more powerful than she expected, but what she was most concerned about now was not this, what she wanted to know more was Lin Qing's progress in Jinggong cultivation.

Jinggong is the kung fu of forging the body and cultivating qi, and Lin Qing should be far away from cultivating qi, so what she wants to observe is mainly the realm of forging the body.

To measure the realm of forging the body, it is necessary to look at the strength of the body and the strength of the blood and qi when it explodes.

And the time of the competition, the time of the duel, is undoubtedly a good opportunity to observe the two.

"Jackhammer!"

I didn't expect that on such an occasion, the opposite side would also be so sneak attacked.

However, Yue Yunpeng was born in the Sabre Hall in the end, and he has also been on several missions, and he is a person who has experienced real battles.

In the face of this sudden attack, he also roared angrily between the flashes of thunder, his big hands clenched his fists, his finger bones snapped, and his blood was wildly urged, and in an instant, his body seemed to be raised by a knot.

Immediately after, the fist came out, and it was also a hammer fist with the power of a thousand catties.

Facing Lin Qing's fierce tiger momentum, Yue Yunpeng's body sank, his legs pierced, and the giant fist blasted out fiercely, colliding violently with Lin Qing's cannon hammer.

"Bang!"

The fists collided, the gold and stones struck, and at the first moment, there was a sound of bone joint vibration sounding intensively.

Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be an invisible air wave, which vibrated from the collision of the two fists, and was blown by this air wave, and when it was blown, I saw that the dust on the ground, like gray mist, was swept up all over the sky.

In the next moment, Lin Qingben paused in his rushing body, and even under the impact of a huge anti-shock force, even if he penetrated his legs and sank to the end, he couldn't help but take a step back.

With this step, his feet sank directly into the hard mud and stones.

On the other hand, Yue Yunpeng couldn't stabilize his body at all.

It's too strong!

With the momentum, the power of qi and blood to urge the cannon fist, coupled with the explosive power of the body itself, the power of Lin Qing's strongest punch was far beyond Yue Yunpeng's imagination.

Teng!

wanted to stabilize his body, but the impact was too strong, even if Yue Yunpeng had already used his unique pile skills, he took three big steps back, and every time he took a step back, he had to leave a deep footprint on the ground.

After three steps and one retreat, the pile gong could not stand firmly, and with a bang, Yue Yunpeng fell directly to the ground, and under the influence of the residual force of the impact, he slipped into the crowd.

"What a domineering punch!"

The flesh and blood of the fist collision were blurred, but no pain was felt, only numbness.

The whole arm was trembling, some of which were difficult to control, and it seemed that the skeletal muscles, as well as the meridians, were all damaged.

Even this domineering power shook through the arm to the chest.

Holding his right hand with his left hand, as soon as he turned over, Yue Yunpeng stood up, but looking at Lin Qing with a horrified gaze, he had completely lost the will to continue fighting, including the ability.

"Be careful, this person's strength is almost no less than that of a master of internal strength, and only by fighting with him and consuming his qi and blood can he be grinded to death. ”

Someone treated Yue Yunpeng's injuries, and while dealing with them, he solemnly warned the people around him.

With the power of qi and blood, it sounds a little incredible to burst out the power of a master with internal strength, but the way Yue Yunpeng was beaten by a punch to the present has confirmed that what he said is absolutely true.

Fortunately, as long as you don't practice internal strength, it won't affect the overall advantage, after all, no matter how strong the explosive power is, a single person's qi and blood are always limited.

"I'll meet him for a while. ”

Seeing Lin Qing on the field, there seemed to be no intention of resting and changing, everyone looked at each other, and they all hesitated, after all, most of them were only invited to help boxing, and it didn't matter if they helped fight a few fights, but they knew that if they were defeated, they might even lead to serious injuries, and if they had to bite the bullet, they would inevitably have to think about it.

After a short hesitation, seeing that his momentum was a little frustrated, a man in gray snorted lightly and walked out slowly.

The man in gray was not tall or strong, but he was short and strong, and he had two short knives stuck in his waist, but Lin Qing did not use weapons, and he did not have the heart to fight against Wang Thirteen, so when he came out, he untied the short knife and plunged it directly into the ground.

"Fang Wentang!"

Walking out in two steps, hugging his fists, and without waiting for Lin Qing to reply, the gray-clothed man grabbed the soles of his feet on the ground, and with another flick, his whole body shot out like a projectile.

At the same time, his arms were stretched out, like a big bird spreading its wings, trying to ride the wind, but when his fingers were pinched, he grabbed into a cone, and a sharp and extremely strong wind suddenly roared.

"This is the Fang family's harrier fist, which focuses on dexterity and trickery in terms of body technique, if it is used well, it is indeed possible to defeat the strong with the weak. ”

Qi Xue, who was watching the battle from a distance, became more and more interested in his eyes, the power that Lin Qing burst out with that punch just now had fully demonstrated his forging realm, although there was still a lot of distance from consummation, but it should have approached Dacheng.

"In just three months, he can practice Jinggong to this level, and if that thing is given over there, maybe it will really be useful to him.

But before that, let's take a look at his resilience. ”

The flickering of his mind was just a moment, and in Qi Xue's gaze, the following had officially begun.

Roar!

Tiger Boxing is always a powerful fist, and what is especially important is the domineering momentum.

As soon as the gray-clothed man ejected out, Lin Qing's body bowed, his spine bulged, his arm raised, and then flicked, and he suddenly turned into a tiger's tail whip, and rushed forward again, and then viciously slashed at the gray-clothed man's harrier fist.

"Sure enough, the momentum is amazing, and it is difficult to beat. ”

As soon as the tiger whip was drawn, the man in gray seemed to hear a fierce tiger roaring at him, and the domineering momentum made his pupils shrink.

However, the man in gray has also been prepared for this.

Ben was catapulting and rushing, without warning, his toes were on the ground, and his body moved three feet sideways flexibly and strangely, and he was letting Lin Qing's slash pass.

At the same time, I heard a crisp sound, and the gray-clothed man's fingers pinched, and under the strength of qi and blood, they suddenly turned into an iron cone.

The iron cone flickered, and with a bang, it pecked at Lin Qing's arm bone.

The most important thing about Fangjia Harrier Boxing is that it is a combination of virtual and real, go as you like, you can't use up your strength at any time, and you must always have the spare strength to advance and retreat.

"Look down on these people. ”

The time to contact the real martial arts is still too short, Lin Qing is obviously a little difficult to adapt to this spiritual boxing technique, and when the gray-clothed man pecks out, it is too late for him to unload his strength and block it with his backhand.

There was some panic on his face, and his instinct was general, Lin Qing's body sank down directly, fell, and then wanted to roll again.

"Good chance!"

The gray-clothed man's eyes suddenly lit up, although this dodge could avoid his fist cone, but due to the limitations of his posture, he had completely lost the possibility of exerting his strength, that is, as long as he launched a dense offensive and made the opponent unable to get up, he was almost sure of the chance of victory.

A progress pressed, and with two groans, the gray-clothed man turned into a cone with both fists at the same time, one in front of the other, and pounced on the prey like two harriers with lightning.

Wow!

At this moment, for no reason, the gray-clothed man's scalp suddenly exploded again, and then a black shadow like a python appeared in the corner of his eye.

"Not good!"

The python pumped so fast that even if he still instinctively retained some of his strength, it was completely too late to dodge.

Knowing that he had committed a big taboo, the gray-clothed man's pupils shrank at the same time, one hand turned into a peck, and his blood exploded, directly blocking the past, and the other hand turned forward to the left, and the direction changed temporarily, pecking at the sweeping python leg.

Tiger tail feet!

The python leg was the tiger tail foot that Lin Qing fell down, lured the gray-clothed man back, and took the opportunity to sweep out.

Compared with the whip, this is the real tiger tail, which is impossible to prevent and more ferocious and vicious.

has been paying attention to the advance and retreat of the gray-clothed man with a trace of residual light, seeing that he really didn't have time to avoid, he could only resist hard, the panicked look on Lin Qing's face had long since disappeared, and was replaced by a dark color that had been hidden all along.

The strength of qi and blood finally erupted with all its might, and in the moment of lightning and thunder, the tiger's tail feet were actually a little faster.

Immediately afterwards, the legs and arms collided, and with a snap, the whole person in gray was directly pumped into the air and flew out three or four meters, and then smashed to the ground, and after rolling a few times, for a while, he couldn't even get up.

And after Lin Qing kicked his opponent away, he turned into a brace, pressed his hands on the ground, and stood up again with a bullet, but then, the corners of his eyes inadvertently wrinkled slightly.

"Few of these people are simple people. ”

kicked the gray-clothed man, and the gray-clothed man's fist cone also pecked Lin Qing's calf, even if the strength of his whole body was concentrated there at that time, his muscles were as tense as steel, and at this time, a wisp of red slowly began to seep out.

Not only that, the punch earlier certainly injured Yue Yunpeng, making his entire arm almost completely immobile, but Lin Qing's fist was actually in pain, otherwise, when facing the man in gray, he would not have made a palm split.