Chinese Martial Arts: Start as Feng Yuxiu!

"Ha."

Wang Fan smiled indifferently. Tan Tiansheng didn't understand Feng Yuxiu at all. Feng Yuxiu's inner self was to give up everything for martial arts.

Rubbed his face with coarse salt, and his face was covered with blood!

Punched the wooden stakes with his fists, and cracked them.

Kicked the big tree until it was kicked crooked.

Tempered himself in a way more cruel than Muay Thai.

This is the real way to practice martial arts!

Even the free fighting in martial arts is completely incomparable, because kung fu is a killing skill. If you can't kill people, you will be killed by others!

Only if you are strong enough and strong enough, others can't kill you. In the world he once lived in, the kung fu movie star Li Moujie once said, what is real kung fu? It is the fastest way to kill people.

"Come again!"

Wang Fan raised an inexplicable arc at the corner of his mouth, and then kicked out again.

Bang, bang, bang!

The two people's legs kept hitting each other, as fast as a whip, and the two people's bodies kept moving, which made the people present constantly exclaim!

Too scary.

The battle between the two people was like two cars constantly colliding. They could even feel the waves coming from the air.

It even seemed that the earth was shaking.

Of course, this is just an illusion, but real martial arts can form"momentum", because When you have a strong momentum, you will give people strong oppression.

Bang, bang, bang!

As for the stalls, tables, chairs, etc. next to them, they had already been swept by the aftermath of their fight, and were kicked to pieces, and directly shattered all over the ground!

There was chaos everywhere. The aftermath of the fight between the two affected countless people!

It made countless people's scalps numb.

After the two fought, Tan Tiansheng gradually felt that he had begun to lose his strength.

But looking at Wang Fan in front of him, he was still full of energy and strong.

Wang Fan suddenly hit him hard again. Smile.

Then.

Bang!

Suddenly there was a loud noise, shocking everyone present.

Because at this moment, Wang Fan kicked his legs, raised his hands, and jumped up.

He suddenly raised his right foot and raised it directly to the top of his head.

Then he dropped it from mid-air and kicked Tan Tiansheng in the head!

This was like the creation of the world. Tan Tiansheng's pupils shrank suddenly. He felt a sense of life and death crisis from this kick. His scalp was numb and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

He threw himself to the side fiercely. He tried to dodge, but he only dodged eight points. Even with the remaining two points of energy, his head was still dizzy and his ears were buzzing.

Crack...

Just after Wang Fan's kick landed, something unimaginable happened, because Wang Fan's kick landed beside Tan Tiansheng's head, creating a large deep pit.

From this deep pit, the surrounding ground actually had long cracks like spider webs.

This kick was like a cannonball landing!

One kick cracked the ground?

Seeing this scene, people were immediately horrified.

"Oh? Not dead?"

A trace of surprise appeared on Wang Fan's face, and then he said in a low voice,"You are worthy of being the King of Northern Legs. You can withstand my kick and survive. There is no first in literature, no second in martial arts, and there is no blindness in fists and feet. Next, I hope you can hold on!"

Wang Fan stood there, and then began to kick continuously!

Bounce!

Step!

Intercept!

Push! Chop! Hang!

These are the first six of the twelve Tan Legs.

All of Wang Fan's movements were as smooth as flowing water, which also surprised Tan Tiansheng.

"You actually also know the Twelve-Move Tan Leg!"

While Tan Tiansheng was shocked, he began to pay more attention to Wang Fan!

Licking!

Sweeping!

Whipping!

Kick! Knee! Swinging!

There are a total of twelve moves of Tan Leg. The two of them learned from each other, but Tan Tiansheng gradually discovered that Wang Fan's practice of the Twelve-Move Tan Leg was not inferior to his at all.

Moreover, because of the integration of other leg techniques and the incomparable hardness of his legs, Wang Fan was even stronger than him!

Bang bang bang.

Pa pa pa.

The sound of air explosions was heard again in the air, and Tan Tiansheng, on the other hand, had begun to retreat step by step under the bombardment.

Wang Fan smiled contemptuously at this,"It's really exciting to experience the leg techniques of the King of the Northern Leg today! It's just that you don't seem to have continued to practice well in the past fifteen years, and your kung fu has regressed!"

"If that's all, then you're dead!"

Then!

Swish!

Suddenly, there was a whip-like explosion, and Wang Fan actually used a killing move. This was one of the twelve Tan legs that he had secretly learned, and the target was directly aimed at Tan Tiansheng's face!

""Oops!"

Tan Tiansheng's expression changed. He felt an inexplicable fear rising in his heart. This was a real threat!

He immediately used the Twelve-Way Tan Leg Cutting Technique to intercept Wang Fan's kick!

But he did block it.

His left foot was also clamped by Wang Fan's right foot, unable to move.

A powerful force locked his right foot tightly, just like an extremely thick steel bar, making him unable to move even a step.

Beads of sweat began to appear on his face, and he looked at his left leg with horror.

""These legs are not as good as before. There is no value in keeping them. They can be discarded!"

Wang Fan smiled coldly, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes. Then, he exerted force.

With a sound of"crack", the bones of Tan Tiansheng's right foot instantly cracked from bottom to top, and were directly twisted and shattered!

"Ah!"