The Iron Man Stake looks the same as the Wooden Man Stake.

The wooden stake is the wooden stake used in the practice of Wing Chun and other boxing techniques, mainly to exercise the variables of fist attack and the strength of fists. The iron man pile is made of steel to make the shape of the wooden man sheet, and the strength of the human pile is naturally much stronger than the wooden man pile.

Zhao Sen also said just now that he used this kind of iron man pile to practice, and the effect was better.

Seeing Lin Feng looking at these iron man piles at this moment, Zhao Sen really couldn't imagine how Lin Feng would show his tentenths of strength?

Under Lin Feng's punch, will this iron man pile be smashed and deformed?

After receiving Lin Feng's punch just now, Zhao Sen knew that Lin Feng had collected his strength, but he also realized the strength of Lin Feng's strength.

"I'll lend you an iron stake."

Lin Feng said.

Zhao Sen nodded.

Lin Feng walked over, dragged one of the iron man piles with one hand, and carried a force in his hand, and lifted the iron man pile.

Seeing this, Zhao Sen was taken aback.

This iron man pile is made of steel, and when it was sent over, more than a dozen people brought it in together, Lin Feng actually mentioned it with one hand at this moment? Even though the martial arts master was powerful, the iron man pile in Lin Feng's hands seemed to be very light.

Moreover, Zhao Sen also saw that under Lin Feng's feet, he did not deliberately exert force because of the weight of the iron man pile.

"Let's go, I'll punch him outside."

Lin Feng said calmly.

And Zhao Sen was stunned for a moment, he thought that what Lin Feng said about showing ten percent of his strength was just to lift the wooden man stake with one hand, because this was already amazing enough, but who knows, Lin Feng This is not a show at all, but to take out the iron man stake.

"If you're in the house, it might destroy your house."

Lin Feng added simply.

Zhao Sen didn't know what to say anymore, so he had to hum, followed Lin Feng, and walked out with a shocked face.

Front.

Lin Feng's steps were light.

I couldn't see it at all, Lin Feng was carrying an iron man pile weighing at least a few hundred catties in his hand.

Walking to an open place outside, Lin Feng casually put the iron man pile on the ground, the strong weight of the iron man pile was highlighted at once, and when Lin Feng put it down, a big pit was smashed on the cement floor, and the iron man pile fell into it about half a foot.

The iron man stake is steady.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, glanced back at Zhao Sen, and said.

"This punch is my full strength now!"

Lin Feng didn't do this to show off, he wanted Zhao Sen to know the charm of the ancient martial arts. Zhao Sen is a person who likes to practice martial arts, and the power that a person likes is very powerful, and Lin Feng can guide him like this, which can give him more room for improvement.

Lin Feng's reminder brought Zhao Sen back to his senses.

He nodded, observing carefully.

In fact.

This is also the first time that Lin Feng has used the method of internal martial arts after the fight with Hong Sihai, which can be regarded as a kind of review.

Thinking about the situation at that time, Lin Feng's state of mind gradually found a familiar feeling, and the internal strength and the strength of the martial artist were completely combined, and what was needed was a detached state of mind.

With the mood in place, Lin Feng can quickly enter the state.

When he exerted force under his feet, Zhao Sen, who was standing more than ten meters away, vaguely felt that the ground trembled.

This tremor was similar to the tremor caused by Lin Feng smashing the iron man stake on the ground just now.

After Zhao Sen felt that trembling.

Lin Feng took a step forward.

He took a deep breath, and when he smashed the punch out, the breath that was holding in his mouth also exhaled forcefully.

The combination of fist and tuna makes the power of this punch transform the power of the martial artist into a complete internal strength, and the strength of this punch itself will not be weakened in any way, and the strength is concentrated in one point.

A punch came out, and a strong sound broke through the air.

The fist smashed on the iron man pile, and there was a loud bang!

Where Lin Feng's fist touched, a fist mark appeared, and between the fingers of this fist mark, a crack burst open, and the crack was extremely explosive and tore the upper part of the iron man pile.

Bang!

The iron man stake flew out, and the top half shattered into a piece of iron, nailed to the concrete floor in the distance.

Looking at this scene, Zhao Sen almost suffocated.

He really couldn't imagine that a person's strength could be strengthened to such an extent. For a person who often practices martial arts, it is impossible to imagine, let alone someone who has not been exposed to martial arts?

So.

The power of Lin Feng's punch, if he said it, no one would believe it.

It was this kind of power that shocked Zhao Sen, and the power of this punch was also the same as when Lin Feng and Zhao Sen fought for the first time, Lin Feng's strength completely refreshed Zhao Sen's perception of martial arts, and even subverted his worldview.

Cognition is born from the heart, and only if you believe in it yourself, can you do it.

Zhao Sen couldn't speak for a long time.

He walked over, pulled out a piece of broken iron embedded in the ground, and held it in his hand, and his heart boiled like boiling water.

He turned his head, looked at Lin Feng again, and couldn't help but ask.

"Mr. Lin, are you still not human?"

That sounds weird.

Lin Feng looked at Zhao Sen, and Zhao Sen changed his words again and said.

"I didn't mean that, I mean, what kind of realm have you reached in martial arts now?"

For a person like Zhao Sen who likes martial arts to the bone, and is his friend, Lin Feng naturally can't be stingy with him, he explained directly.

"This is both internal martial arts."

"Now, if I'm not mistaken, you should be a beginner, right?"

After Lin Feng asked, Zhao Sen immediately nodded.

"That's right, after losing to you, I've been thinking about my playing style. At that time, the shock brought to me by the battle with you, coupled with the emotions of my daughter being kidnapped at that time, I actually went on a different path, and later, I found that I tried to control my emotions, and I was able to evolve a new style of play under that emotion, and it turned out that that kind of play was to enter the realm of martial artists."

It turned out that Zhao Sen was really because of his daughter's affairs at that time.

Lin Feng continued to explain.

"After entering the realm of martial artists, you can first stabilize your realm of martial artists, and after becoming proficient, your strength will be many times stronger than now. The strength of the warrior is stable, and you can find a breakthrough in the internal strength, and the internal strength is to suppress the power of the warrior, and in the explosion, it is similar to the breath holding when ordinary people are accumulating, you should understand what this means."

"Martial artists and internal strength are both in control, and they are looking for the emotional resonance point of these two powers, which is also called the mood resonance point. If I find that point, I am now cultivating both internal martial arts."

Zhao Sen listened extremely carefully.

After he listened, he bowed deeply to Lin Feng.

"Mr. Lin, you are my life coach!"

Lin Feng smiled, emphasizing the two words.

"Friend."

Zhao Sen gained a lot from this exchange.

Lin Feng always felt that it was not easy for Zhao Li Village to send the wooden box with the killing order, and before picking up Lin Mumu from Los Angeles, Lin Feng decided that he still had to go to Zhao Li Village.

Zhao Sen drove, and the two said they would go.