Chapter 888: Tiger Fist

Chapter VIII Tiger Fist
"In my opinion, your boxing technique is as stinky as shit!" Yang Chen's icy voice slowly spread across the square of the Li Mansion. Everyone's expressions changed slightly upon hearing this. Yao Xue beside him was also stunned, with an incredible color in her eyes.
"He actually said that Li Song's is as stinky as shit?" Yao Xue blinked, with a look of doubt on her face. Li Song's tiger punch was not bad, at least she could not see any problems. And even if there is a problem, it won't be said to smell like shit, right?
Is this too exaggerated?
"I don't think he can see where there is a problem, so he is talking nonsense here, pretending to be a wolf with a big tail." Yao Xue sneered in her heart, her eyes could not help showing contempt.
After hearing Yang Chen's words, Li Song's face changed again and again, and he couldn't help yelling: "You said my tiger fist smells like shit?"
"Yes." Yang Chen's face remained as usual and nodded calmly.
Seeing this scene, Yang Shan on the side couldn't help but feel a little worried. After all, Li Song was the grandson of the third elder. If you humiliate Li Song in public like this, you are undoubtedly making a decision with the Third Elder. Although he is not afraid of the members of the elders, he still has to give the other side a little face after all.
"Hahahaha!" At this moment, Li Song suddenly burst into laughter, and his tone was full of mockery: "You said my Tiger Fist is like shit? Haha, it's ridiculous! Even Master Yao dare not say me The tiger's fist is bad, what are you?"
Hearing this, Yang Chen shook his head, sarcasm in his eyes.
"Ignorance!" Yang Chen said lightly: "Although I don't know where you have such confidence, in my opinion, your Tiger Fist is really worthless!"
"First, although the name of Tiger Fist is domineering, but it is both hard and soft. Your fist has only strength, but no softness, and you forget the flexibility of Tiger Fist."
"Secondly, your fist has no aura. To put it bluntly, it is soulless and lifeless. You only remember the moves of the fist, but you don't remember the essence. In my opinion, it is vulnerable!"
"third……"
"fourth……"
"fifth……"
Yang Chen counted more than a dozen shortcomings in a row, and the disdain in his eyes became more intense. A few minutes later, he sighed and said disappointedly: "Trash! I thought you were famous in Li Mansion, and your boxing skills should be good. But I didn’t expect it to be rubbish! I have a hundred ways to crack your third-rate boxing technique!"
hiss!
As soon as these words came out, everyone took a breath and looked at Yang Chen in disbelief, speechless. This Li Song, who has always been arrogant in the Li Mansion, is actually worthless when he arrives in front of Yang Chen?
This is too...
"What did this guy say? There is nothing wrong with Li Song's boxing skills, right?"
"Yeah, I feel that what he said is the same as the truth, doesn't it seem like a lie?"
"You can pull it down, don't you know Li Song's fist? If he can't even use his Tiger Fist, then aren't we just rubbish?"
Everyone said, whispering and whispering.
Listening to the words of those around him, Li Song's face was also blue and purple, and he only felt his face lost.
"Nonsense!" Li Song was furious.
He stared with anger, his face was blue, and the Tiger Fist that he was proud of was made irresponsible by a trash. How could he not be angry?
"Nonsense, I think you are talking nonsense at all! You're so crazy, but do you know swords? If you don't even know swords, you dare to make slurs here?" Liu Feng snorted.
I don't understand?
Upon hearing this, Yang Chen sneered.
The majestic Stardust Emperor, the fist created by him is not 1,000 but 800, which one is not more than a hundred times stronger than this Tiger Fist? Even the most madman on the mainland back then, "Wushuang Great Emperor", was also under his guidance, and his boxing skills advanced by leaps and bounds!
"Fine."
Yang Chen shook his head and said, "In this case, I will take it as a virtue and do good, and I will call you. I ask you, how many catties of power can you hit when you practice Tiger Fist?"
Li Song straightened his chest upon hearing this, and said proudly: "If you are in good condition on weekdays, one punch can produce a thousand catties!"
Wow!
As soon as these words came out, everyone's face changed slightly, and the power of a punch was equivalent to the power of an eighth-level martial artist. And Li Song is now only the pinnacle of a seventh-level martial artist. Such strength is enough to be proud of the younger generation!
"Qianjin?" Yang Chen nodded, his face didn't change much, and he said calmly: "It's OK. Although the fist is the same as shit, the strength is acceptable."
"What are you talking about?" Li Song's eyes widened, and this guy humiliated him over and over again, simply not putting him in Li Song's eyes. But Li Song didn't get angry either. He snorted coldly and said, "Well, since you are so powerful, then tell me, how much power can you exert?"
"I don't practice Tiger Boxing, but it doesn't mean that I can't understand it." Yang Chen said lightly: "Next, you will do what I said. This time you will practice Tiger Boxing again, but you are making heavy punches. At that time, transfer the power from the right fist to the left fist."
"What do you want to do?" Li Song frowned, somewhat unclear.
"You just do what I said." Yang Chen said lightly, then walked to a hard boulder, raised his hand and patted the stone. This stone is tall and hard, and it is extremely large, probably weighing thousands of catties.
"Next, follow the method I just said to hit this stone." Yang Chen said.
"Beat this stone? Are you sick?" Li Song frowned: "This stone weighs five thousand catties, to say nothing. Do you think you can break this stone with Tiger Fist alone?"
"How do you know if you don't try." Yang Chen laughed.
Seeing Yang Chen's calm appearance, Li Song frowned, and he was a little surprised, secretly asking whether this guy really has any abilities? But soon, he just threw this idea behind his head. In his opinion, simply relying on Tiger Fist to smash the boulder is simply a fantasy!
"Alright, let me prove in person that your idea is wrong!" Li Song said, then walked to the front of the huge rock and stood still.
"drink!"
Li Song let out a low growl, and then took a deep breath, just beginning to practice Tiger Fist. It's just that this time is different from last time. All the focus of his Tiger Fist is on his left hand. In addition, he has been practicing with his right hand, so the fist looks awkward, but not as beautiful as the previous one.
"What's up? How do you punch like this?"
"Yes, right hand for left hand, not to mention smashing boulders, it is even laborious to perform a full set of tiger punches, right?"
"This guy is really a misunderstanding!" Yao Xue shook her head, taunting in her heart.
On the side, Yang Chen looked as usual, quietly looking at Li Song in front of him. Finally, in the sixth form of the Tiger Fist, Li Song shouted and suddenly punched with his left hand.
boom!
With a punch, the boulder burst open immediately, turning into countless pieces, flying and splashing.
Everyone's complexion changed drastically, and they were completely speechless.