How could a fifth-level vs. fifth-level battle feel like this?
It must be my own illusion!
definitely is!
At the moment when Park Zongmin was distracted, Jiang Yan stepped forward sharply, impossibly getting close to Park Zongmin's body, and punched out again.
The simple punch hit Park Zongmin's chest with an almost visible punch that broke the airflow!
Park Jongmin is also called a genius by the Korean people, and he has accumulated a wealth of combat experience under Kim Youngjun.
His skin was very sensitive to the flow of air. The moment Jiang Yan punched, he thought of a way to deal with it, and his eyes shone with excitement.
Meteor butterfly legs!
Combining beauty and strength in one leg!
Previously, Park Zongmin had been having a headache because he had been unable to effectively crack Jiang Yan's strange movements. He was just waiting for the opportunity to confront Jiang Yan head-on.
Although the Korean nation does not practice martial arts and martial arts horizontally, it doesn't matter, as long as they think it belongs to the Korean nation.
Jin Yingjun passed on the [Golden Bell Cover] and [Iron Cloth Shirt] learned from the Zhuxia people as the Korean people's exercises to his disciples, saying that this was the most powerful horizontal training method of the Korean people.
Park Zongmin and his brothers also believed in this.
In the past battles with people, [Golden Bell Cover] + [Iron Cloth Shirt] gave him an advantage in the head-to-head confrontation with the enemy.
This is a secret of Park Jongmin, a secret that few people know!
While Park Zongmin's eyes flashed with joy, he found that Jiang Yan's eyes also flashed with the same excitement!
This is……?
There was no time for him to guess why. The opportunity for a head-on confrontation might not come soon next time.
Seize the opportunity!
The moment his fist and leg were about to collide, a violent roar resounded from Jiang Yan's throat.
The majestic momentum suddenly erupted from his body. Park Zongmin's eyes were dazzled. In his eyes, Jiang Yan's punch was no longer a punch, but an endless desert!
Black sand storm in the endless desert!
The qi and blood in Jiang Yan's body were running very fast, and the power of qi and blood was completely exploded in an instant. The speed of his punch increased extremely quickly, and he hit Park Zongmin's ankle joint accurately.
Click!
[Golden Bell Cover] + [Iron Cloth Shirt] are invalid!
These two horizontal training skills inherited from the Zhuxia people did not have the power to protect the whole body before they were completed.
Therefore, the moment Jiang Yan's fist came into contact with Park Zongmin's ankle, Park Zongmin's ankle broke.
The moment his ankle broke, Park Zongmin made a decisive decision and chose to retreat. He used the force of his other foot to retreat back into the group of soldiers behind him.
But Jiang Yan had already predicted that he would continue to use this shameless method. With his feet exerting force, the air on the ground formed a small vortex. Driven by the vortex, his speed exploded, several minutes faster than Park Zongmin, and his fists were completely launched without reservation.
Pu Zongmin raised his arms to block the fist shadows that filled the sky, but he could only block less than half of the attacks. The other fist marks all hit his body.
One punch, two punches, three punches!
Smashed the protective energy [golden bell] to pieces!
Four punches, five punches, six punches...
[Iron Shirt] is also broken!
The fists hit various parts of Park Zongmin's body like a tide, knocking him away more than ten meters.
After a few punches, Jiang Yan didn't pursue him. He was a little surprised. Although he didn't use his full strength, with the strength of his fists, even if he hit the steel plate, he could hammer the steel plate into bulges.
How come dozens of punches and hammers hit the opponent's body, but there was no sound of broken bones? Only the sound of bones breaking came from the two arms.
puff……
Park Zongmin struggled to get up, but blood spurted out from his mouth.
He gasped for air and looked at Jiang Yan in shock and fear.
If Jin Yingjun hadn't given him a pair of force-removing soft armor made of special materials before, his life would have been lost in that round of attacks.
If there had been one more punch in the round of attacks, the bones in his chest would have been shattered. The last punch made him clearly feel that his protective soft armor had also been completely shattered!
But even though the bones in his chest were not injured, Jiang Yan's tyrannical punches still caused direct internal injuries to his body, and he was no longer able to fight.
Although the bones were not broken, they were full of cracks.
Thinking back to the terrifying fist just now, Park Zongmin felt as if he was in another world.
If Jiang Yan's palm was slightly raised a few inches and hammered at the throat area that was not protected by soft armor, it would only take one click...
This injury will probably take a month or two to heal, right?
Park Zongmin suddenly realized that even if he was protected by soft armor, the time he needed to recover from injuries would not be shorter than the recovery time of those he had broken bones before.
Jiang Yan looked at the Korean soldiers who were glaring at him, his eyes widened, and the divine light that blended together was like lightning. Several of the Korean recruits he caught were subconsciously beaten. Shivering, they involuntarily turned sideways to get out of the way.
If Park Jongmin did not fight, but other Korean soldiers were defeated, there might be other Korean soldiers who dared to continue provoking.
But now, their biggest reliance, the youngest fifth-level extraordinary in the Korean nation and the most powerful contender for the title of "Korean Little Martial God", was seriously injured by the opponent with a clean blow.
This collapsed the spiritual pillar of the Korean nation in their hearts.
Their will to fight also completely collapsed.
In the eyes of the Korean soldiers, Jiang Yan is not only strong, but more importantly, his momentum, his simplicity and fierceness!
As powerful as a tiger or a dragon!
Standing in the open space in front of the camp gate, Jiang Yan looked like an insurmountable mountain. When Park Zongmin no longer had the energy to continue fighting, his aura became more grand, confident, majestic, calm and domineering.
This kind of invisible power directly scares Korean soldiers!
Under Park Zongmin's horrified eyes, Jiang Yan followed the path that the Korean soldiers moved away from, walked to him step by step, and poked his arms with his toes.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Park Zongmin's left and right arms were instantly broken, and the broken parts were exactly the same as Shen Tianyou's fractured parts.
Jiang Yan did not directly kill Pu Zongmin. After all, this was in the city guard barracks of Beiwang City, not in the wilderness.
If he kills Park Jong-min directly in this situation, then...
Things are getting serious!
On the third floor of the office building, the man with an elegant face saw the battle turn upside down in an instant, and exclaimed: "What a terrifying young man!"
"Pu Zongmin, who has been promoted to the fifth level of extraordinary for several years, was defeated by Jiang Yanqingsong, who had just been promoted to extraordinary?"
The young man beside him stared blankly at Jiang Yan, who was as tall as a green pine, and then at Park Zongmin who was carried on a stretcher by Korean soldiers. For a moment, he couldn't figure out why Park Zongmin was suddenly fucked. Get down.
The huge office fell into silence for a moment.
Suddenly, the young man seemed to have remembered something and shouted: "General, that's not right!"
The elegant man turned to look at the young man, and the young man continued:
"I remember that the information collected before showed that Jiang Yan's most powerful swordsmanship is his! The information recorder's evaluation of his swordsmanship is - unparalleled strength and unparalleled weirdness!"
