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Chapter 657 Fist is like a god, mind is like a mirror (for subscription)

It's just that compared with Yang Cai's rough, dark, and wide fists, Meng Zhao's fists are much smaller.

Moreover, the skin is white and tender, crystal clear like jade, somewhat like the palm of a newborn baby, with a slight press, it can form a small nest, not to mention how mighty and powerful it is.

However, this punch easily pierced through the surging air fist, like an embroidery needle piercing a balloon, making a soft pop.

Immediately, this white and tender fist collided fiercely with Yang Cai's iron fist, which was like a Giant King Kong.

At the top of Erniu Peak, there was only the sound of wind, but suddenly there was a long and distant blasting sound.

Circles of invisible auras rapidly spread out following the collision of two fists, one big and one small, and the surrounding area was filled with the sound of crackling and exploding qi, with rocks breaking and strong wind blowing away, the old man tree falls...

Meng Zhao's body is stronger than Yang Cai's, and his blood is like a real dragon's cub, with infinite strength.

Yang Cai only felt an incomparably hard force rushing from the opponent's punch, his limbs were numb from the shock, his muscles and bones were sore and weak, and his blood qi collapsed. Generally, those who are not physically strong may be directly injured by a punch.

However, Yang Cai is not one of those physically weak people, he has his own dragon and tiger spirits entrenched in his body, and the Vajra divine will sits on it, unshakable, just as one, and quickly dispels the shock and discomfort caused by this extremely forceful punch sense.

But this punch was only the beginning.

In the next few breaths of time, Meng Zhao and Yang Cai were like two mad bulls, crazily colliding together, unwilling to retreat even a single step, their arms were full of shadows, and hundreds of fists collided head-on, The sound of thump, thump, and thump, like a snare drum, continued continuously.

The two punched countless times, but the rocks under their feet collapsed to a depth of several feet, the surrounding winds blew violently, the stone powder and dust crushed the white clouds, and even the untouchable sky seemed to be shaken upside down.

Even Tie Xiongfei and Zhao Hun from the area felt a sense of suffocation, so they stopped at the same time.

A gust of mountain wind blew past, revealing the whereabouts of the two.

Meng Zhao, however, was just like Cai Cai, his whole body was spotless, he stood with his hands behind his back, with a smile on his lips, and a leisurely attitude.

It seemed that the man who was beating like a mad cow just now was not him. The only thing that might be abnormal was that his breathing was a little short, and his fists behind his back were slightly flushed due to blood congestion.

It can be seen that he has not yet reached his limit, and he still has the energy to maintain his demeanor.

Yang Cai looked a little more embarrassed, his face and body were covered with dust and stone chips, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and beads of sweat rolled down his skin, blown by the cool wind, turning into white mist and dissipating.

Breathing is like a bellows trying to speed up, with hot air coming out of the nostrils, wheezing, wheezing, panting non-stop.

On the backs of the opponent's hands, bruises and bruises were very obvious. It can be seen that they had suffered a dark loss in a frontal fight with Meng Zhao just now.

However, this person is really a strange flower. In a very short period of time, Meng Zhao, who is carrying the Ziyuan dragon body, collided with 370 punches. The punches were hard, the true energy was not exhausted, and they suddenly fell into a mess, and there was no sign of losing strength. .

Even if a small mountain bag is punched so many times, it will be smashed alive.

Unfortunately, what he was facing was not Xiaoshan Bao, but Meng Zhao, who was even more indestructible than Qingtian Shenshan.

These 370 two punches collided with each other. Although he tried his best to defuse the shock force, he still couldn't completely offset it. , and even faint signs of cracking, and the viscera is even more scattered, and it is almost unable to maintain the shape of a dragon and a tiger, the spirit of King Kong.

Compared with Meng Zhao, who is calm and breezy, he is in two states. It is clear at a glance who is higher and who is lower.

Taking a long breath, the blood in Yang Cai's eyes faded, and he said with emotion,
"What a solid foundation. My dragon and tiger vajra fist is so strong and fierce. I have come from a natural talent. I have fought against more than thirty opponents, but none of them can block twenty punches, but you can take 370 two punches hard. He even pushed back against me, what a hero."

In this regard, Meng Zhao did not feel complacent, and said lightly,
"It's said to be 370 two punches, but it's actually just one punch. If your 370 two punches can stack all the buffs, and the punch strength exceeds the limit, I may not be able to catch all of them."

This is also true.

For example, the iron-making hand that Meng Zhao learned the day after tomorrow has the ability to stack momentum and increase strength. An ordinary warrior can receive one or two punches, but he can't receive three or four punches.

In fact, with such exquisite stunts as Dragon Tiger Vajra Qigong, how can there be no way to stack momentum and increase strength?

It can only be said that this kind of method may exist, but its compatibility with Dragon Tiger King Kong is very low.

Yang Cai's boxing is brave and masculine, powerful and invincible, containing a sense of self-confidence and majestic momentum. The person who punches must be indomitable and never hold back. It can be said that every punch is full of spirit.

As for stacking momentum and increasing power, it is important to use seven, eight, or even nine points, leaving three, two, or even one point of power as the basis for accumulating momentum, and between turns, multiple powers can be recovered.

It's hard to say which method is better, because even if the power is increased, it is absolutely impossible to be like Yang Cai, who has thrown nearly [-] punches. His momentum, faith, and strength have not shown any signs of weakening. Moreover, as an innate warrior In other words, it is absolutely impossible to superimpose so many punches, the huge pressure alone can squeeze people to death.

If it can be done, maybe you can try to defeat the grandmaster.

In fact, if it is someone else, even if it is an opponent who is comparable to Yang Cai, if his foundation is weaker or his stamina is insufficient, he will have already been defeated.

Only Meng Zhao, whose boxing technique is simple and unpretentious, only contains the pure Chilong Qi, relying entirely on his own talent, was able to suppress Yang Cai.

In other words, Meng Zhao just used pure violence, did not involve any subtle martial arts, and used talent to suppress others.

But that's enough.

It's not that he intentionally kept his hand, but Yang Cai's own Dragon Tiger Vajra Qigong is simple and unadorned, with spirit in his punches, straight to the point, breaking all so-called ingenious methods, and his fists are like a mirror, revealing all the opponent's flaws .

If there is intention to avoid, withdraw intentionally, or cheat cleverly, suspicion will arise in the heart, and the flaws and loopholes will be caught by the power of King Kong.

Even if he is stronger than the opponent, he will be defeated.

To put it bluntly, martial arts is not all about true qi and strength visible to the naked eye, but also mysterious aura, heart, spirit, etc. If a flaw is revealed, it may be fatal.

Meng Zhao was aware of this, and he didn't need any tricks. Everyone would fight openly, and he would fight the enemy openly.

Whoever loses will be the loser.

This person's martial arts can be said to have infused bravery and madness into his bones.

Not braver than him, not crazier than him, simply can't be suppressed.

(End of this chapter)