The tiger pounced seven or eight meters, and it was fascinating!

Since Han Yi practiced Lei Yin, his whole body muscles and bones have been greatly improved, and his strength is stronger than that of cows, horses and elephants, and his speed is faster than that of tigers and leopards.

It is also common to pounce seven or eight meters.

Punch and kick out with all his might, although he didn't officially measure how much power he had, but basically his fist broke through the air, making an explosion, the iron plate could bend, and the stone could shatter.

It can be said that his musculoskeletal body has been exercised to the limit, and his hands and feet can be as soft as a baby or as hard as steel.

Bright, strong, and soft. Dark energy, but also dark rigidity, dark soft practice to the point of perfection.

At the beginning of the dark energy, the spray is like a needle, and as soon as it is sent out, the sweat is like a rainstorm pear blossom, like a high-pressure water gun transmission, which can instantly leave a hornet's nest mark on the stone.

And dark softness, a erection to hit people, is soft and hard, hard and soft, spiritual, can be light and heavy, can also erupt flexibly, the line to the heart is much smaller, the most important thing is that soft gong can also help people dredge the blood, to treat diseases and injuries, extremely extraordinary.

Bright and soft, bright and soft, dark and soft, dark and soft.

These four strengths, Han Yi's first three have been practiced, and there are only four places left that Dark Rou has not practiced to the remaining four places, eyes, throat, phallus, and fart (shielding) eyes, if these four places are practiced, then Han Yi is the Grandmaster!

Xingyi Quan describes the Grandmaster of Huajin like this, "A feather can't be added, and flies and insects can't fall", which is the last of the four strengths, dark and soft energy, as soon as the insect falls on the body, it is shocked to death by dark softness.

But now he has slowly entered this point, at least the dark energy coming out of his throat is already very soft. This is still after he competed with the Indian yoga master Singh Linfan, watching his kung fu of sending lion prints, he felt something and slowly practiced.

Flying insects feel very sensitive, just like flies have eight compound eyes, as long as you move, they will fly away immediately, just like having a mental preconception, and sometimes practicing some dark energy masters can't compare.

There will also be dark energy kung fu practiced to soften, the heart always maintains an ethereal state, no killing intent, when the flies fly down, the body directly and naturally erects, directly the dark energy squirts, and the flies and insects are shocked to death.

That's why the boxing spectrum says: Hitting someone is like discharging.

The body naturally erects, and the speed is as fast as the discharge, even if a fly has eight compound eyes, it can't be avoided.

The master of chemical strength is like this, hitting people is like having electric hands and feet, and when he touches his muscles, the light and dark forces penetrate out at the same time, and the enemy is immediately half numb.

"Humph!"

Nan Chen Tao snorted coldly in the face of Han Yi's fist like a god, and remained motionless, but an invisible strong wind blew under his feet.

But he was actually quite surprised in his heart, "I didn't expect that this person would cultivate to the realm of thunder sound fetal movement at a young age, just wait for October to conceive a baby, give birth to a pure mind without distractions, and immediately become a great master of spiritual transformation, no wonder this person can make the Japanese Funakoshi Foundation pay so much attention!"

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

As soon as Han Yi made a move, Nan Chentao understood how far he had practiced kung fu.

With him, it's just a few steps up and down.

Punch to.

Nan Chen Tao's thoughts were also empty, his body shook his arms like an old bear, and he shook his body like a tiger taking a bath. The muscles and bones of the spine immediately made the sound of firecrackers one after another.

Everyone heard that there was no place in Nan Chentao's body that did not make the sound of firing cannons, like firing cannons, and like playing drums.

Such an explosive force directly caused the road under his feet to shake up dust, and was blown by the wind, flying sand and stones like a monster possessed.

Nan Chen Tao faced Han Yi's tiger-shaped splitting fist with the general momentum, and he didn't dare to take it lightly, although Han Yi was a few steps behind him, but he could not reach it with all his strength.

So he went all out, a rooster was shaking, and all the strength of his body came out at once, and the unparalleled momentum of the master directly covered Han Yi's fist splitting momentum.

Han Yi's eyelids twitched, and the split fist smashed down, the sound was like thunder, and it fell to the ground.

Nan Chen Tao also directly blasted out into the sky with a punch, and a punch was struck, as if a thunder was blown up in place, and a punch like a thunderbolt on a sunny day exploded the air.

Syllable!

Wind and thunder are stirring.

Immediately after that, the bodies of the two of them writhed back and forth like swings, and the huge force was transmitted back and forth between the two.

Han Yi felt the strong wind, the skin on his face trembled, Nan Chen Tao punched, making him feel that the whole world was only left with this punch, this punch was not just a simple punch in his eyes, but a punch containing the right time and place, the rooster was shaking, the morning sun was born, and the momentum and spirit were flying Han Yi was able to contend with.

"It's fierce!"

The two of them broke up as soon as they touched it, and Han Yi took three steps back, stepping into six fist-sized pits on the ground under his feet.

And Nan Chentao was upper slightly sunk into the ground, and he paused.

"Come again!"

After a punch, Han Yi didn't see an inch of skill, but he was not discouraged at all, if the master of transforming strength was so easy to be repulsed, it would be too worthless, Han Yi has practiced kung fu until now, not to mention that he has experienced a hundred battles, and there are dozens of life-and-death duels in large and small battles, it can be said that he has long cultivated his spiritual will to the point of being as solid as a rock.

He took three steps back, which gave him more time and space to boost his momentum and integrate his strength.

Roar!

Han Yi slashed out in the air with another tiger-shaped splitting fist.

In front of the Sect Master, the overly fancy tricks basically didn't have much effect, and it was not as effective as his tiger-shaped splitting fist that was eaten all over the world.

With a punch, the power is even more fierce, like a cannonball bursting, the air is shaking, and almost all the onlookers feel like pushing the gold mountain, pouring the jade pillar, and the sky is falling.

Nan Chen Tao's eyes lit up, Han Yi's same tiger-shaped splitting fist was even more courageous than just now, so he couldn't help but admire, he had such a kung fu cultivation at such an age, and he actually practiced kung fu to the point that he, a master of transforming strength, had to fight seriously, and this moment made him feel a lot of emotion.

He directly cut it with one hand and grabbed Han Yi's wrist directly.

Nan Chen Tao's hand grabbing, like the Heavenly King Tota, soft and rigid, like holding a rare treasure, and like grasping a peerless murder weapon, I saw that his fingers were blood-red and blood-red, and there was this green tendon in the blood red, which was extremely slow and extremely carefully dragged up.

Han Yi felt like he had become a random monster at this moment, being captured by this remote control, no matter how much he resisted, it was useless, and even the more he resisted, the more dangerous it became.

Good!

Punches affect the mind.

Han Yi did not move, without changing his form, but instead the split fist accelerated again, since the attack had already been sent, there was no reason to return in vain, and the momentum of his whole body rose again, as if it was rising infinitely.

"Hit!"

Even if the artistic conception of the fist is invincible, even if there is a gap in strength, there is no idea of retreating and cowardice!

Han Yi had the idea of retreating, but he let him be instantly extinguished between the lightning and flint, and launched a crazy attack.