"boom!"
Gangzi's nine-ring pounding like a broken bamboo, tearing through the sky, without any mercy.
If ordinary people face this trick, they might be bloodied on the spot and killed instantly.
The members of the flying dragon brigade around also talked a lot:
"Tsk tusk... the strength of the gangster has grown again! This nine-ring punch has reached the point of perfection!"
"Yes! In the next military competition, Gangzi is very likely to win the rankings for our Jinling Jun District!"
"Huh...if this kid does everything he can, it is difficult to get out under the eight-strength and nine-ring beating!"
The public opinion in the field fell to the ground and leaned towards Gangzi, and no one was optimistic about Ye Fan.
The Bamen Boxing is one of the oldest types of boxing in China. It is based on Zhuge Liang's "Eight Formation Diagram" during the Three Kingdoms period.
According to the eight three-dimensional parts of the enemy’s attack, they are divided into eight defensive sections: Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, and Dui. Eight major captures are used to seal the enemy’s offense. In each defensive space, according to the enemy The change of the square, each grappling hand is divided into eight small changes.
His fists are stretched and generous, and his strength is strong, his hands are closed and his feet are hit, his knees are elbows, he can do several strokes, and he can't breathe. Once he reaches the realm of Dacheng, his strength is full, and the gods can't escape.
The nine-ring punch is the supreme stunt of the eight-door boxing. There are nine ways, each of which has nine styles, and the nine and nine are connected and interlocking, hence the name.
At this moment, Gangzi used twelve percent of his power, and the turbulent internal energy injected into his fists, like a volcanic eruption, even more terrifying than the sharpest weapon in the world.
Not to mention a mortal body, even a steel plate can be easily penetrated.
In the eyes of many people, Ye Fan is already a corpse.
However, on the other side, Ye Fan didn't have any panic on his face. The clouds were calm and breezy. There was always a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he hadn't put Gangzi's nine-ring punch in his eyes.
This kind of ignorance stimulated the anger in Gangzi's heart even more. His fist was a little stronger, and he shouted from the depths of his throat:
"Boy, dare to look down on me, go to death!"
...
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan said lightly:
"The light of rice grains, dare to contend with the sun and the moon?!"
Immediately after that, he raised his right fist and slowly smashed it forward.
The speed of punching is not very fast, but Gangzi's aura has been locked, leaving him with nowhere to hide and no retreat.
This punch is majestic, heavy as a mountain, and vast as a sea!
It seems simple and unpretentious, without any fancy, but in fact it reduces the complexity to the simplicity and returns to the original.
Even if there is no sound of sonic boom, it seems to up all the surrounding air, and the power contained therein increases geometrically.
At this moment, Ye Fan, like a pushing the stars in the sky, seemed to sweep nine days and penetrate the world, eclipsing the world.
Shrouded in this overbearing fist, Gangzi's body was shocked, like an electric shock, he would no longer be the same as before, and the nine-ring punch he used was also weak in momentum.
For the first time in his life, he felt the threat of death close at hand, as if Death had waved his sickle, and the cold blade was against his neck.
At the same time, the members of the Flying Dragon Brigade watching the game in the distance never expected that the situation in the field would change upside down between the lightning and the fire.
The captain Leihong shouted loudly: "No! Gangzi, retreat! You are not his opponent!"
However, Lei Hong’s reminder was a line late after all!
At this moment, Gangzi wanted to close his fist and escape, but found that there was a Kunlun Mountain range invisibly, pressing on his body, making him unable to move at all.
Not to mention escaping, he didn't even have the strength to move his little finger.
In his sight, everything in the field disappeared, only the punch that could ruin the world and kill the gods and immortals!
At the extreme of his hair, Gangzi's eyes are red, his face is hideous, he gritted his teeth, and burst out a roar from his throat:
"Ho ho ho!"
Immediately afterwards, he forcibly broke through the shackles, retracted his arms, and protected his chest.
Unbelievably, his arms actually showed a clear metallic luster, with a bit of bronze in the iron blue, and the veins and veins were also erected and knotted together, like an angry dragon.
This is the symbol of the "Dragon Yin Iron Cloth" Dacheng!
The tiger's golden bell and the dragon's iron cloth shirt, these two outsiders practice magical skills, they are the two most powerful body-protecting magical arts in Chinese martial arts.
Once you reach the realm of Dacheng, there is no door on the whole body, and the body's defense is comparable to a copper wall and an iron wall.
Finally, Ye Fan's fist hit Gangzi's arms.
"boom!"
The deafening sound exploded in the arena like a thunder.
Pei Ran Mo Yu's inner strength surged from Ye Fan's fist.
With the contact point as the center of the circle, the aftermath of terrifying energy spreads in all directions, like a magnitude twelve hurricane, and the surrounding air is torn apart.
In the arena, Ma Yonggang, the weakest in strength, had no time to react. He was blown out more than a dozen meters, and slammed into the wall. The turbulent aftermath was like an endless wave of anger, constantly washing his body. , To swallow him up.
The remaining members of the Flying Dragon Brigade were not very relaxed. Only when they used their inner strength to protect the whole body, they could barely stand in place, so as not to be blown away.
The Gangzi who was in the middle of the storm was hit by an unprecedented bombardment, unable to describe his pain in words.
Even the strongest Dragon Yin Iron Cloth showed signs of breaking apart.
After holding on for a few seconds, Gangzi seemed to be hit by a cannon and flew out, slamming the hard wall into a human-shaped pit.
His body was firmly embedded in the wall, and he did not move for a long time.
...
Quiet!
Deathly silence!
For a while, the audience was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.
All the members of the Flying Dragon Brigade were dumbfounded and dumbfounded, with a "live to hell" expression on their faces, and cold sweat on their foreheads.
Invisibly, they had a pair of big hands, which squeezed their hearts so hard that they were almost out of breath.
This scene that happened before them caused an unprecedented visual impact and a shock to their hearts.
You know, Gangzi’s Longyin iron cloth shirt has been trained to the realm of Dacheng, even if it is the captain of their flying dragon brigade, it is not easy to hurt him!
Before that, Ye Fan once said that he could defeat Gangzi with just one punch.
At the beginning, everyone thought he was bragging, even mocking him, who knows that now, Ye Fan really did it!
And looking at his understatement, it doesn't take a lot of effort at all, it's as simple as flying a fly!
At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he possesses such terrifying strength. It can no longer be described as a "genius", it is simply a "monster"!
At the same time, the Gangzi who was blasted into the wall, his face was as gray as death, and the corners of his mouth ooze red bloodshot eyes, but a pair of eyes were big and staring at Ye Fan. In addition to anger, there was more fear. And shocked.
You know, as a descendant of Bamenquan, he is definitely not a weak one to be selected into the Flying Dragon Brigade!
Especially with the nine-ring punch just now, he had already used 12% of his strength, but in the end he was seriously injured, and even the Longyin iron shirt was torn.
No matter how unwilling he is in his heart, he has to admit that Ye Fan's strength is far beyond the limit of his imagination, like a mountain straight into the sky, with no end in sight!
Until this moment, Gangzi really understood his weakness and ignorance.
Just as Ye Fan said before, he is just a frog at the bottom of the well!
In front of the real powerhouse, it is completely vulnerable, even unable to take a single move.
At this moment, Ye Fan's waist was straight, like a long spear that pierced the sky, his eyes sharp as a knife, and he swept over the remaining ten or so members of the Flying Dragon Brigade in the arena, his head held high, and said:
"Who else?"
Facing this aggressive questioning, the members of the Flying Dragon Brigade felt a trace of fear for the first time. They no longer had the pride before, and were angry and suffocated. In the end, they had to look away and did not dare to look at him.
In terms of fighting alone, no matter who it is, he is not sure that he can defeat Ye Fan.
At this moment, Ye Fan's eyes dazzled, and a domineering look of the world and the heroes broke out, and he said proudly:
"If you don't agree, let's go together!"
