I saw Zabu's iron fist mixed with sky-high fire, attacking the body that was not thin, and it was knotted and solid.

This punch not only hit the non-thin, but also directly bent the non-thin body, like a soft bamboo pole, hit by a huge force, and the next moment waiting for it was a crisp breaking sound.

Zabu was very happy with his punch, and he clearly felt that his punch was much better than when he had fought with the empty strings.

Speaking of which, he also has to thank the empty strings.

It was the empty strings that brought out his weakness in one fell swoop and magnified it dramatically.

The so-called broken ability to stand up suddenly figured it out when he fled from Shaolin like crazy.

After figuring it out, he secretly laughed at his own inadequacy, and he could let the empty string, who was already seriously injured, play tricks.

Knowing that mistakes can be corrected is a great progress on the road of life, not to mention that Zabu, who is already terrifyingly strong, after taking this big step, he has seen a new world on the road of martial arts.

So at this time, the punch he made in the face of not being thin was the most powerful punch in his life, and it was the first punch he made after seeing through the martial arts barrier and climbing to a new peak.

Even he wanted to know how powerful this punch could be.

In the end, looking at the body that was not thin and directly bent into almost ninety degrees, he was very satisfied.

He felt that he didn't need to throw a second punch because it was enough to bring him down.

But what happened then disappointed him.

I saw that as Zabu's iron fist released all its power, and then slowly withdrew, the not thin body did not fall, but just twisted around, like a rubber band, it bounced back and returned to its original state.

Zabu couldn't believe his eyes, when he looked at the non-thin, the non-thin also happened to look at him, as soon as the two eyes touched, Zabu saw a deep calmness in the non-thin eyes, as if he had just been lightly touched by a piece of tofu.

Zabu looked at his pair of iron fists in disbelief, recalling the sensation that had just come from his fists.

The feeling of the punch hitting the opponent's body just now was very real, and at that moment, it seemed that the sound of bones breaking in the body of the non-thin body had been heard.

But why, the person in front of him is still standing here dignifiedly, as if he is not even injured at all.

After the battle with the empty strings, Zabu's mood has been greatly improved, so he is not angry at the moment, but falls into deep thought, thinking about why he can dissolve his fist strength without being thin.

But generally people with developed limbs have very simple minds, so for Zabu, it is impossible to figure it out by thinking, so you have to try.

Zab threw another punch, this time with a right hook that hit the unthin left side of the abdomen.

Just now I attacked your belly, you can bend infinitely to cushion the force, now I attack your left abdomen, see how you still bend.

This punch is still sharp and domineering, and the moment it hits the left abdomen, it also directly dents the abdomen.

Even though he was still the same as before, his body bent along the strength of Zabu's fist, as if none of the bones in his body existed, showing an incredible angle and then bounced back, still unscathed.

The situation in front of him is beyond the scope of Zabu's brainpower, since he can't figure it out, then choose not to, Zabu is such a simple and pure person.

Since one punch can't knock you down, then two punches.

So, next, one after another, the fierce punch fell on the body like a storm,

Each punch reaches the body, and the body that is not thin will bend along the fist.

Zab's punches are fast, often before the first punch is finished, and the second punch arrives.

Therefore, the curvature of the body gradually increases, and the whole person is like a soft rope, with depressions everywhere and bulges everywhere.

It's like a soft seaweed, swaying with the waves and dancing in the waves.

It was the graceful dance posture of not being thin that attracted the enthusiastic cheers of the Shaolin disciples.

The unthin body was twisting, but his feet were always close to the ground, let alone knocking him down, and he couldn't even knock him back half a step.

With the passage of time, only a small half of the incense stick remained, and he was still standing there, twisting his body and posing in a bewitching posture.

Slowly, beads of sweat the size of soybeans oozed from Zabu's forehead, and he glanced at the incense out of the corner of his eye, knowing that he didn't have much time left.

He was a little unwilling, because he thought that after breaking through that layer of martial barriers, his fists were truly invincible in the world.

But he didn't expect to lose again this time, and it turned out to be a loss to a thin man who looked like even the wind might blow him down.

If such a thin man can't be defeated by himself, then I am invincible in the world.

Thinking of this, Zabu suddenly used his whole body's true qi and increased his fist speed in an instant.

This time he didn't try to attack from all directions, but focused all his punches to one point.

Since you like twisting so much, I'll let you twist enough to make you twist to the limit.

I saw Zabu roar wildly, and his fists kept slamming against the chest that was not thin, and every time he punched, he hit the same point, the force was greater and faster, and the speed was faster and faster.

Finally, in the face of the stormy fist, the bending of the non-slimming body reached the limit, and the whole body had to fall slowly down with the fist.

Seeing that his change of tricks worked, Zabu was overjoyed, and the strength in his hand increased, forcing him not to lose weight and slowly approaching the ground.

Although his feet are still not off the ground, his upper body has gradually bent to the ground with the punch.

As soon as his body touched the ground, Shaolin lost the competition.

Zabu knows this, so although he knows that he can't be injured and not thin, as long as he can force the other party to lose, he will win.

He is hungry for a victory, especially after being forced to flee by empty strings, and he needs a victory to prove himself.

Therefore, he used his punch power with this punch, and the true qi in his body reached the extreme, and finally succeeded in forcing his not thin body to almost contact the ground.

But always, always, always, always, al

Seeing that he was about to lose this competition, suddenly, he saw that his body suddenly tightened, like a spring that had been suppressed for a long time, and the accumulated powerful force exploded instantly, and suddenly bounced towards Zabu.

There was a thud, and the unthin head slammed into Zabu's forehead.

The shoulder, which was not thin, struck firmly against Zabu's chest.

At this moment, Zabu felt a powerful rebound force surging from the other party's body, like a full moon bowstring suddenly relaxed, and he was the arrow on this bowstring, as the bowstring relaxed, his arrow had to obediently shoot through the air, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

As Zabu flew out of the Shaolin Temple at a very fast speed, the incense burned out.

"Amitabha, I said that I was invincible in the world. ”

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