Chapter 131 Fist Power

At this moment, Su Meng played a few simplified "Wuji Shenquan" boxing moves, in exchange for boos and laughter.

"It's all just embroidered legs!" Lin Feng shook his head and said, looking at Su Meng as if he was looking at a tease, it was very ridiculous.

He originally thought that Su Meng would be a master if he dared to stand up for Ye Tian, ​​but now he was shaking his head like a fool, he was so disappointed. Even, he didn't want to fight anymore. If he defeated a fool, the victory would be ineffective, and he would get a bad reputation as a bully instead.

However, Lin Yu frowned, and he seemed to see a different taste from Su Meng's boxing techniques. He comes from Yinmen Fengleigu, a sect that practices ancient martial arts, and has a deeper understanding of boxing. He knew that the more superior the boxing technique, the more primitive and unpretentious it looks, the greater the power of the boxing will naturally be, and it can destroy the dead and flatten mountains and rivers without making a sound. Inferior boxing.

This so-called adroitness to simplicity is as ingenious as clumsy!

Low-level boxing looks powerful, but of course it has its power, but when compared with high-level boxing, it pales in comparison.

According to the realm, boxing can be divided into five realms: boxing posture, boxing style, boxing strength, boxing intention, and boxing rhyme.

The lower form of boxing starts from the posture of the boxing and ends with the wind of the boxing;

Zhongcheng boxing starts from the strength of the boxing and ends with the intention of the boxing;

And the superior boxing technique can strike out the rhythm of the boxing, conform to the power of some kind of heaven and earth rules, can borrow the might of the heaven and the earth, the power of the stars, and blow out with a single punch, blowing up a planet is no problem.

Most of the boxing techniques seen in the secular world are low-level boxing techniques. The boxing realm starts from the posture of the boxing and ends with the wind of the boxing.

Fist is to use the external force of the fist to hurt people, the so-called punch to the flesh.

When the power of the fist has reached a certain level, one can use the wind of the fist and even injure people with the wind of the fist, which is the limit of the lower form of boxing.

Most of the boxing methods in the middle way belong to the ancient martial arts. Only when you have cultivated your inner strength can you punch out the strength. Therefore, the Zhongcheng boxing method can only be powerful if it is performed by an inner-strength fighter at least.

And boxing intention is the sublimation of boxing strength, which can only be born if the boxer has a certain understanding of boxing.

Reaching the realm of boxing intent, with a wave of the hand and a flick of the fingers, you can kill people quietly and invisible, even if the enemy is hiding behind a wall.

Fist rhyme belongs to the most superior realm of boxing. If a boxing can reach this level, it can be called immortal boxing.

Lin Yu has only heard of superior boxing techniques and the theory of boxing rhyme, but he has never seen them. The boxing techniques he learned in Fenglei Valley are middle-level boxing techniques. With his current state of ancient martial arts, he has only comprehended a trace of boxing meaning, and the rhythm of boxing has not yet reached the threshold. There is no superior boxing technique. Even, there may not be superior boxing techniques in the entire Yinmen.

Now, at this moment, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he saw that Su Meng's punches seemed to be juggling, but they seemed to have a rhythm, conforming to some kind of heaven and earth rules.

"Could this be boxing rhyme? Probably not, definitely not!"

As soon as he made a guess in his heart, he denied it himself.

In order for the boxing technique to have a boxing charm, in addition to the advanced level of ancient martial arts, one must practice superior boxing techniques. And the kid in front of him, Wai Jin, has just stepped into the threshold, even if he is given superior boxing techniques, he still can't hit one ten thousandth of the power, let alone punching rhyme.

"Illusion, it must be an illusion! I'm afraid I'm pretending to be a ghost." Lin Yu shook his head.

At this moment, Su Meng's boxing came to an end,

Suddenly there was a loud shout, "Zha!", and he exhaled violently, the sound was as loud as thunder, and gathered all the strength of his body, he punched the wall.

In an instant, there was only a loud bang, and the entire wall shook, as if it had been bombarded by a great external force. Su Meng retracted his fist, looked at the finger-deep fist mark on the wall, and smiled with satisfaction.

This is a cement concrete wall, and it takes many hits with a hammer to make such a big mark. Su Meng punched out a hole with his fist. What a lot of strength! If this punch hits someone, I'm afraid it can kill him alive.

The power of one punch is so overbearing!

How can this be?

There was a dead silence in the audience, everyone gasped and looked at Su Meng like a monster.

Lin Yu's face remained motionless, but there was a storm in his heart, and he was inexplicably surprised. It's not that his fist power can't make holes on the wall. In fact, he can not only make holes, but also make holes that are much bigger than Su Meng's punch. He was surprised that Su Meng, a young man who just entered the outside world Warrior, how could one punch be so overbearing?

Ordinary Wai Jin fighters, even in the middle and late stages of Wai Jin, would find it very difficult to punch a hole in a concrete wall. He could see that Su Meng was just getting started.

Lin Yu suddenly thought of the boxing technique that Su Meng demonstrated just now, and the problem could only arise in the boxing technique.

"I'm afraid this boxing technique is not easy!"

Just now Su Meng said that Ye Tian taught him his boxing skills, but Lin Yu suddenly looked at Ye Tian again. If he still underestimated Ye Tian just now, he dare not underestimate Ye Tian anymore.

"It seems that Brother Liang is right, this kid is indeed a young master."

Which one of the young masters is simple?

However, Lin Yu never thought that he was worse than Ye Tian. If possible, he would really like to fight Ye Tian and decide the outcome, to see how good the so-called young masters in the secular world can be.

"Brother Ye, how about my punch?" Su Meng asked Ye Tian with a playful smile, like a child begging for praise.

Ye Tian was expressionless, and said coldly: "It's just so-so."

What? So-so?

your sister! Do you think such a domineering boxing technique is average?

If you are awesome, you can play a second-like punch to see!

Many people in the field cast contemptuous glances at Ye Tian at the same time, thinking that this kid is running the train with his mouth full.

Not receiving Ye Tian's praise, Su Meng smiled wryly and shook his head, with a hint of disappointment in the corner of his eyes.

At this moment, Lin Feng said: "You can throw such a powerful punch, you are qualified to be my opponent." He clasped his fists with both hands, bent slightly, and said: "Lin Jiang Lin Feng, please enlighten me! "

"Tianhai Su Meng." Su Meng clasped his fists again.

Both of them put on a fighting posture, ready to fight.

Almost no one was optimistic about Su Meng before, but his punch just now has gained a lot of fans, at least half of the people in the arena are optimistic about him.

The Lin family inherited Liuhe martial arts, focusing on boxing, Liuhe boxing.

The so-called Liuhe, hand and eye, step and body, wisdom and strength. In short, when punching, the whole body, limbs and bones cooperate with each other and coordinate in order to push the fist to the extreme and cause the greatest destructive power.

I saw that Lin Feng first took a horse stance, fixed like a crouching tiger, the muscles and veins all over his body exploded, and even the bones in his body were making a crisp sound, and the surging power gushed out from his body, making him look He looked completely different, and his power was quite frightening. Suddenly, he uttered thunder, shouted loudly, leaned forward at an angle, stomped his right foot on the ground, and rushed out like a ferocious leopard. And where he stomped just now, the entire tile was smashed, and there was even an inch-deep footprint left on it.

The people in the field were stunned again!

It seems that it is more difficult to punch a small hole in the wall with a fist, crush the floor tiles, and leave a footprint.

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