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"don't want."
Ye Mingzhong, who was standing in the distance, saw this scene, with a flash of astonishment and a hint of pain in his eyes.
He had no idea that an invitation would turn into a big fight.
From the moment Yang Lin dodged Zhang Chenglin's Screaming Crane Claw and slashed diagonally with a sword, he realized something was wrong.
The opponent's body shape and gait are all ingenious and natural.
When you don't take action, you are like a virgin.
Once he takes action, he will be like a mad dragon ascending to the sky, so domineering.
He has the attitude of looking down on the world.
He had rarely seen this kind of look in his lifetime of martial arts training.
I only vaguely felt it in my old friend Zhou Binglin.
That's just because Zhou Binglin became famous at a young age. He fought hundreds of battles in his life without losing a single one.
From the south of the Yangtze River to the north of the Yangtze River, he fought with famous people from all over the world and cultivated his invincibility.
However, this young police officer seems to be invincible when he takes action at will, which is unusual for an ordinary person.
Sure enough, his hunch was right.
The feeling that something was wrong just arose in my heart.
Zhang Linguang, who had been with him for more than thirty years, had one of his arms cut off.
The opponent raised his palm to form a sword, which was sharper than a real sword.
At this moment, he still didn't know that the other party was not the so-called dark strength at all, nor was it some kind of divine power.
But just like himself, he entered the realm of Huajin Grandmaster early.
Only such a person can lift a heavy weight with ease.
Any move you make is a clever move.
Zhang Chengguang, the eldest disciple of his own family, the eight-inch strength developed from the heart-piercing iron finger style is fierce.
However, it is not impossible to break.
Especially when facing an opponent with fast movements, his eight body chasing attacks will not be powerful at all.
Sure enough, just when Ye Mingzhong's words rushed out of his throat, he saw a horrifying scene.
Yang Lin obviously stood there, but his feet seemed to move, and his body flattened back half a foot, raising his fist to his chest.
The strong wind surges around the body, and the clothes are hunting.
It seemed that the three feet of land turned into a whirlpool in an instant.
However, Zhang Chengguang's flick was empty, causing a slight roar of airflow. He fell forward uncontrollably and punched his opponent.
Ye Mingzhong's eyebrows jumped wildly.
He thought again of the punch he had seen in the video.
The good guys in the world even call that punch a domination punch.
It is impossible to describe how powerful this punch is, how domineering and ruthless it is.
Broken knives, broken arms, pierced chests, cracked walls.
Although it was just an image at the time, its power was clearly demonstrated.
Look, Zhang Chengguang is going to follow Zhang Wei's footsteps again.
How could Ye Mingzhong hold back.
He was a little far away, and it was too late to block him forward.
I had to raise my arms and step on my feet...
Like a white crane flying low, he stepped behind Zhang Chengguang in two steps, stretched out his arms, grabbed his back shoulder and pulled him back.
There was a sudden weight in my hand.
Under the huge tremor, there was a muffled sound of thunder in the air.
He looked down and saw Zhang Chengguang's right arm and right chest, and the skin and muscles on half of his body suddenly exploded.
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The mind is determined.
Wang Chao stepped out diagonally, his feet touching the ground, his figure erratic, his palms intertwined like sharp daggers, he thrust his body sideways, and thrust his palm into Yang Lin's waist.
Tai Chi is round and Bagua is slippery. The most poisonous thing is the mind.
Wang Chao took out the slippery stick in his hand and ran away as soon as he touched it. He united his mind and used killing to urge his palm. At this moment, he also forgot the humiliation he had suffered at the beginning, but regarded the person in front of him as a great master. The tiger comes to fight.
The cold hairs all over his body exploded, the pores bulged, and the air flow passed by him. He seemed to feel that he was no longer a person in front of him, but a ball of air that was roaring and roaring.
Wherever the air waves are fierce, where the wind stops,
It's like a person standing in the wilderness, feeling the ups and downs everywhere in nature. Wherever it rains and where it shines, everything is reflected in his heart.
Before a wave of air could form, he had already slipped his feet and dodged to the left as if he had been greased.
Like a civet cat, it jumped behind Yang Lin, turned into a monkey with its backhand, turned back to look at the moon, and had already picked Yang Lin's ear with a palm knife.
"Okay, this is the second move."
Yang Lin praised loudly, but this time he was somewhat sincere.
Wang Chao's progress is too fast.
The last time I saw him, he only knew how to attack fiercely, with ruthless tactics, just to get the lead.
This time, when we met again, the other person already knew how to use his body to listen to the energy.
Hear the opponent's strong and weak hand, and also hear your own winning hand.
Only then can he be qualified to understand the changes in virtuality and reality of boxing techniques, and also understand the wonderful changes in strength and softness. He has already stepped into the threshold of dark strength.
No wonder Tang Zichen wanted to choose him. Wang Chao had already surpassed 99.9% of the martial arts practitioners in the world based on his talent alone.
Every battle is progressing like crazy.
However, it is not a good thing for young people to go too smoothly.
So, Yang Lin decided.
Give him another setback.
He swatted Wang Chao's hand knife away from his ear like a fly, and said with a smile: "You still have one more move, use your special skill of dragon and snake attack, otherwise, you won't have a chance to use it."
"as you wish."
Wang Chao groaned, his tailbone shook, and his back shook like a dragon rising into the sky. His hands were like snakes, twisting together to form a snake kiss, like a fist or a gun.
Using his body as a horse and his hand as a spear, the dragon and snake attack together.
As soon as this posture is posed, there is a tragic and tragic atmosphere that permeates people's hearts.
It was as if the arena was no longer in front of him, but a bloody battlefield.
Wang Chao also seemed to have transformed into a battlefield general with a big horse and a spear. He whipped his horse, danced with his spear, and thrust forward. Either you die or I die.
With a flick of his foot, he arrived in front of Yang Lin. This time, he no longer dodged and struck, but attacked from the front. His punch was like a gun, and it hit Yang Lin's throat.
"Yes, this move is enough to establish a sect. The person who created this move has really fantastic ideas and a great mind."
