Chapter Fifty-Seven: Settled

"Dingtian Fist" is a set of mortal-level martial arts, but it is widely spread, boxing long bridge horse, long hand long attack, jumping Tengna, flash flexibly, fist mighty. Its unique strength is also surging and fierce.

Wandering martial artists basically know a few "Dingtian Fist" boxing techniques, but they are not as comprehensive as the Tang Clan's collection.

Gu Tangluo judged that the "Dingtian Fist" should only be a set of precursor martial arts with stronger boxing techniques, and it needed to be combined with unique exercises to truly exert its power.

But even if there is no unique practice, Tang Luo has also made great development of "Dingtian Fist".

Therefore, Pang Yan thought of the extraordinary power of the "Dingtian Fist" Aoyi, and cheered himself up:

"I'm going to win. ”

Pang Yan shoulders and back, vigorously penetrating the bone marrow, urging with qi, the spiritual power in the dantian frantically flows in Zhongzhu, Sanjian, and Houxi on the back of his hand.

Bursts of misty white spiritual power flowed in his fists, as if he had put a pair of spiral white gloves on Pang Yan's fists.

Spiritual power gathered, Pang Yan lunged his arms, turned his upper body to the right, bent his right leg and squatted half-squat, and his left leg straightened to form a lunge.

The upper body seems to be pulled back by the strong right fist, and the lower body lunge remains unchanged, as if it has become a green pine bent by a hurricane.

Pang Yan's eyes were cold, and a wave of arrogance surged up his throat, so he couldn't help but let out an angry shout, as if the sound of a tiger and leopard exploded in his ears, and his aura was silent.

Roaring mountains and rivers are moving, and the wind and clouds are moving!

Dingtian strikes, I-shaped tigers!

The white spiral air flow wrapped Pang Yan's whole body, as if he had transformed into the shape of a tiger, and wrapped Pang Yan towards Chai Pengfei.

In the face of such a fierce blow, Chai Pengfei still did not change his face, infused his fists with spiritual power, clenched his fists upward, placed them on the left and right waists, his upper body was upright, the void spirit was strong, he sat on his hips with his waist loose, and his shoulders were heavy.

It is actually the vigorous lifting of the altar claw of the "Eagle Claw Gong", but the fierceness of the I-shaped ambush tiger attack, the "Eagle Claw Gong" under the same cultivation is afraid that it cannot be lifted.

The onlookers of the Tang clan were all martial artists, and they all felt that Chai Pengfei's move was a big deal, and if the "Eagle Claw Gong" could easily tear apart the mystery of the "Dingtian Fist", then how could there be a martial artist to practice the "Dingtian Fist"?

Only Tang Luo covered his face with one palm, and couldn't bear to look at the next scene.

Everyone's understanding is very correct, the eagle claw altar alone really can't break the strength of the I-shaped tiger, but the bad thing is that in the martial arts he studied, there is just a "thunder claw".

And the "Thunder Claw" is a very penetrating finger skill, which can be called the first penetrating strength of mortal-level martial arts.

And he is so good that he can't die, and he successfully fused the Thunder Claw and Eagle Claw Gong.

If the full name of Eagle Claw Gong was Mighty Eagle Claw Gong before, now it will be renamed Eagle Claw Running Thunder Hand.

With Pang Yan's pounce, the distance between the two became closer and closer, and Chai Pengfei's hands holding the eagle's claws suddenly lit up with a burst of thunder.

"Zila, zila. ”

The thunder and lightning instantly spread Pang Yan's palms, and the warriors watching the battle couldn't believe their eyes, in front of them, was it the Eagle Claw Gong or the Thunder Claw?

Pang Yan's claws were raised high, and he slashed hard at the oncoming I-shaped Tiger Force, and the fierce White Tiger was torn in half by Lei Mang and revealed Pang Yan, who was still bowing and arrowing.

As the tiger-shaped strength was torn apart, Pang Yan's heart was already half cold, but his high-spirited fighting spirit still did not allow him to admit defeat.

Since the mystery of the I-shaped Fuhu has been broken, then take me a "spiral shock"!

Pang Yan swung his right fist hard at Chai Pengfei, wanting to complete the blow again with spiral strength.

"Zila~"

A left hand with a blue mang suddenly appeared and covered Pang Yan's fist, and the spiral force was torn apart again, revealing Chai Pengfei's indifferent face in front of him.

I can't lose!The huge panic made Pang Yan want to retreat, but his right fist was grabbed by the eagle's talon and he couldn't move.

"Zila"

Faster than thunder and lightning, Chai Pengfei's other hand covered Pang Yan's Adam's apple, and the beating thunder and lightning exploded on Pang Yan's skin, and bursts of stinging pain came.

"Tiebreaker, Chai Pengfei, win. ”

Chai Pengfei dispersed the spiritual power in his hand, let go of Pang Yan's hand, and turned around and got out of the ring.

The painful Pang Yan couldn't believe the facts in front of him, and he didn't dare to look back, because he couldn't face the pair of expectant eyes behind him.

Why, don't die on stage? Pang Yan's sudden thought was a portrayal of his desperate heart.

"Come down. ”

A greeting from a distance pulled Pang Yan, who was still standing in the ring and still maintaining a punching posture, back to reality.

Tears instantly welled up in his eyes, it was Tang Jiaoxi's voice, still calm and calm.

Pang Yan jumped out of the ring like a walking corpse and returned to the viewing area of the No. 7 cultivation ground.

"Good play. Tang Luo patted Pang Yan's arm.

"Yes. Brother Yan, in fact, it's just a little bit. ”

"Yes, yes, if it weren't for that guy's luck and new moves, Brother Yan, your strength would definitely be able to beat him to the ground. ”

One hand patted Pang Yan's body to encourage, and a sound of comfort rang in his ears.

But why can't I hold this head up? Pang Yan burst into tears, biting his lip and not daring to make a sound.

As the "old man" of the No. 7 cultivation ground, this is not the first time he has participated in the small competition, and he has lost in the first round in the past, why, this time, he is so unwilling.

"Actually, it's my fault. Zhan Ping's annoyed voice sounded.

"If I can defeat Teng Liyan in the first game, and then consume a wave of Fang Xinghan's physical strength, we will definitely be able to agree to the No. 2 cultivation ground. ”

"You're not right, in fact, blame me, if I don't use a knife to block Fang Xinghan's wooden stick, and exchange a knife for a stick with him, so that Brother Yan can face Chai Pengfei in a complete state, we will win this game, and I am to blame." ”

This is the voice of the left of the bag.

Pang Yan didn't know how to respond, obviously his skills were not as good as others, why did everyone comfort themselves like this.

His neck was pinched by a hand, and Pang Yan was forced to raise his head.

"Listen carefully, these cheers. It's for you. Tang Luo stood on the stool, grabbed the back of Pang Yan's neck, and said lightly.

Pang Yan, who was in tears, saw the onlookers of the Tang clan standing up in large numbers and applauding in the direction of the No. 7 cultivation ground.

The so-called miracle is that the team that was not expected was originally brought a surprise to the audience.

The No. 7 training ground, it did.

But being wonderful doesn't mean that the students of the No. 7 Training Ground should be victorious.

Tang Luo knew it in his heart.

If you only rely on Xiaobi's efforts in the first month or two, you can defeat the No. 2 cultivation field that has been practicing hard for several years.

So, what's the point of working hard?

The so-called kung fu is grinded out by time, one day or two, no one knows the strength or weakness.

January and two months, can only be roughly divided.

But the No. 2 cultivation field has been practicing hard for ten years, and the result of the fight is crushing.

is also at the peak of the mortal realm, Chai Pengfei's physical strength is at least half stronger than Pang Yan.

Even if you fight ten more times, can you Pang Yan really find a chance to win?