Super black turtle clone

Seeing Wang Yun playing, Lei Tian looked a little excited.

Among his two bodyguards, Wang Yun was stronger than Zhang Tai. It was no problem to break bricks and stones with a pair of iron sand palms. He once smashed the skull of a vicious dog with one palm.

"Let me see how strong you are, and whether it's worth my friendship." Lei Tian secretly thought in his heart.

He has loved martial arts since he was a child, but unfortunately he has no relationship with martial arts because of his body, but this love has not weakened in the slightest. He especially likes to make friends with those who are strong in martial arts. Once he is recognized by him, he will be sincere to wait.

"Drink!" Wang Yun gave a light drink, the veins in his palms were exposed, and the black light flickered faintly, revealing a terrifying aura.

Wang Yun, who was ready, immediately rushed towards Zhuo Yun, a pair of slender eyes flashing fiercely.

"Boom!!" A strong air flow surged, and Wang Yun waved his palm, creating a burst of air waves, and directly slapped Zhuo Yun's head, ruthlessly and quickly.

Frowning, Zhuo Yun rushed forward without hesitation, and hit Wang Yun's palm with his fist.

"bump!"

When fists and palms met, the two of them took two steps backwards at the same time as the huge force surged.

"So much strength, such a hard palm."

Zhuo Yun was secretly surprised, just now when his fist hit Wang Yun's iron sand palm, it felt like hitting steel, and the palm strength was also the strongest he had ever met.

Compared to Zhuo Yun who was astonished, Wang Yun was even more shocked. Even if Zhuo Yun defeated Zhang Tai with one punch just now, he was still full of confidence in his iron sand palm.

However, the collision with Zhuo Yun's fist just now made him feel pain in his palm, and the surging force made him barely stabilize his two-step back figure. His paranoid mentality made it difficult for him to accept it.

"No, I am the strongest, no one is my opponent." Wang Yun shot a ferocious look in his eyes, and rushed towards Zhuo Yun again with murderous aura.

Every move of the furious Wang Yun was a killer move, and he even used a move that hurt both sides. The degree of ruthlessness did not make Zhuo Yun feel afraid, but aroused his anger.

It was just a normal competition, but Wang Yun wanted to kill him, which caused a flame of anger to surge in his heart.

"Since you want my life, don't blame me for being merciless." A fierce look flashed across Zhuo Yun's eyes.

Just when he was about to attack with all his strength, he suddenly remembered the scene when he observed the black tortoise, the air flow in its body circulated to the whole body, and he was almost subconsciously immersed in that feeling.

At this moment, Wang Yun, who was backing up, stabilized his figure, took a deep breath, and the muscles of both arms suddenly bulged.

Especially the palms of the hands seemed to be a little bigger than before, and there was a hidden murderous intent in the eyes looking at Zhuo Yun.

"Wang Yun finally came out with a unique move. I don't know if Zhuo Yun can hold it."

Lei Tian, ​​who was watching the battle, looked a little dignified. He couldn't be more clear about the power of Wang Yun's move. It was definitely Wang Yun's strongest strike, and it was also the last strike.

Wang Yun's unique trick is to concentrate all his strength on his palms, and burst out terrifying destructive power in an instant. The power is also beyond the range of his hands. Once he uses it, it will definitely hurt both sides.

"Go to hell, Iron Sand Palm, Red Sand Mountain!"

Roaring wildly, Wang Yun charged straight at Zhuo Yun, his palms emitting a faint red color as he charged forward, like a pair of red-hot irons.

Facing the attack of Wang Yun's unique move, in the eyes of Lei Tian and others, Zhuo Yun seemed to be stupefied with fright, and he stood there in a daze without any response.

"Captain, hurry up and get out of the way!" The four security guards who were watching saw this and shouted anxiously, wishing they could rush to help immediately.

The moment Zhuo Yun defeated them, the four of them regarded him as their boss. Now the boss is in danger, how can they not let them worry.

No matter how the four of them yelled, Zhuo Yun seemed to be in a state of mind, without any reaction at all, and Wang Yun's iron sand palm was already close in front of him.

At this critical moment, Zhuo Yun, who had been staring blankly, seemed to wake up suddenly.

It's just that it was too late at this time, Wang Yun's iron sand palm hit his chest without any hindrance.

"bump!!"

There was a dull impact sound, and the powerful iron sand palm was imprinted on Zhuo Yun's chest.

"team leader!"

The four security guards exclaimed and wanted to rush forward, but what happened next made the four of them stop in astonishment.

Zhuo Yun, who was hit by the iron sand palm, did not vomit blood as everyone imagined and flew backwards. After shaking his body for a while, he just took a step back, as if an invisible force resisted Wang Yun's iron sand palm.

"This, how is this possible."

Feeling the strong shock force from his own palms, Wang Yun, who took four steps back in a row, was full of disbelief.

Not only Wang Yun himself, but even Lei Tian and Zhang Tai, who were watching from the side, looked like they had seen a ghost.

Especially Zhang Tai, who was chasing the wind, even wondered if he was hallucinating in front of his eyes.

He had personally tried the power of red sand to open mountains, which caused him to lie in the hospital for more than a month. He still had a deep impression of that terrifying power, but now Zhuo Yun easily resisted it.

When everyone was shocked and unbelievable, Zhuo Yun was also surprised by his own defense.

Just now, he mobilized the air flow in his body according to the movement of the air flow in Xuangui's body, and spread the flow of air flow with his own understanding.

The moment Wang Yun's iron sand palm hit his chest, the air flow in his body seemed to be attracted by some kind of attraction, and they all gathered at the attacked position in an instant, resisting the iron sand palm's force.

Feeling the changes in his body, Zhuo Yun's eyes were full of surprise, that feeling was really amazing.

"It's time to end the fight."

When he came back to his senses, he looked at the Iron Sand Palm Wang Yun in front of him, and Zhuo Yun had a grim smile on his lips.

Among the boxing techniques of Xingyiquan, Zhuo Yun used the splitting style, the collapsed style, and the horizontal style the most. As for the Paoquan and Drilling Fist, he only grasped the surface, but at this moment he found the Paoquan style That feeling of accumulating energy and launching a cannon with air.

The fists were folded on both sides of the body, and the airflow in the body moved with the punching technique, surged rapidly, and a sense of surging power filled his body.

It was as if a propeller was installed on his body, and for a moment it seemed that there was a gust of air pushing him, and the whole person rushed to Wang Yun's body in the blink of an eye, the speed was so fast that the movement of his body alone produced a gust of wind.