Metropolis: Heir to a Hundred Billion Inheritance

“You’re welcome.” Bai Ziyi said lightly, “Actually, I’m not everyone, it’s just luck that I’ve seen the books of the ancient martial arts inheritance.” ”

Bai Ziyi was playing haha, naturally it was impossible to tell the truth of the kung fu given by the system.

That Zhong Mingshan was a martial idiot, and after the meeting, he didn’t say a few polite words, and immediately asked about Gu Wu.

“Master Bai, I watched your video, and I haven’t been able to figure out a question, obviously the position of your power at that time was so close to Fujino Jun, why can a punch be so powerful.”

“I’ve been immersed in national arts for decades, and I’ve never seen such a powerful way of exerting power, how did you do it?”

Looking at the other party’s sincere appearance, Bai Ziyi did not answer explicitly, but asked side-by-side: “Master Zhong, you are practicing the Fist of the Supreme Gang.” ”

“Yes.” Zhong Mingshan nodded, “I am the seventeenth generation of the Seven Wounds Fist. ”

“Then I want to ask you, what is your way of generating power?”

“The strength comes from the foot, the foot is stable and the body is heavy, and the strength is also great.”

“Yes.” Bai Ziyi nodded, “Traditional martial arts pay attention to the stability of the lower plate, the force starts from the ground, out of the foot, there is no problem, but this is only strength, not qi.” ”

“Strength, strength, does Master Zhong know that what force and qi are always inseparable?” Bai Ziyi asked rhetorically.

“Please Master Bai to teach me.”

Zhong Mingshan hugged his fist sincerely.

And Xu Zhaoming on the side, looking at it in his eyes, was also extremely serious, including those young disciples outside, they also pricked up their ears to listen.

Bai Ziyi felt that dry talk was not image, so he pointed to the sandbag in the center of the lobby and said to Zhong Mingshan: “Take this sandbag as an example.” ”

“Master Zhong has practiced the Seven Wounds Fist for decades, and he must have his own understanding of the way to generate power, I now ask Master Zhong to go to the position of the sandbag, hit the sandbag with all his strength, and see how far it can be hit.”

“Good!”

Zhong Mingshan did not ask Bai Ziyi why he did this, and he was completely convinced by Bai Ziyi, and today he was a consultant.

He quickly went to the sandbag, took a deep breath, and adjusted his breathing.

The sandbag is tied to the beam with a hemp rope, and the circumference of the upper and lower lengths is at least two meters per person, weighing at least several hundred kilograms.

Many disciples looked at it in their eyes, as if they felt that Master was fighting for the martial arts hall.

They all refueled.

“Come on, Master!”

“You are invincible!”

“Show off the power of our Seven Wounds Fist!”

Everyone was so excited that their throats were about to tear.

After all, it is definitely a good opportunity to perform in front of the first person recognized in the current martial arts world.

Zhong Mingshan is more than sixty, but the next plate is very stable, inhale, pull the angle to dismount, right hand into a fist, directly punched the sandbag fiercely.

Bang!

When he heard a loud noise, Zhong Mingshan’s thick calloused fist collided with the sandbag, and the sand inside spewed out in an instant, stirring up a puff of smoke in the air.

And with this smoke, the hundreds of pounds of sandbags directly rose on the spot. It rose up in the air and rotated 360 degrees in the air before falling back to its original position.

As soon as he hugged the sandbag, the surrounding disciples burst into warm applause.

“Good!”

“Master!”

“Master, this punch is beautiful!”

Hundreds of pounds of sandbags, can punch the sandbags into the air and turn a full circle, it is indeed very strong.

If this force is smashed on ordinary people, it is estimated that it can smash people into cardiac arrest.

There is nothing wrong with this punch being beautiful.

But Bai Ziyi’s reaction was not great, nodded calmly, and continued to ask Zhong Mingshan: “If Master Zhong is only ten centimeters away from the sandbag, what kind of power can he play?” ”

“This…”

Zhong Mingshan was embarrassed.

The Seven Wounds Fist pays attention to the wide opening and closing, and the ten-centimeter inch operation is really not within the scope of his research.

“You can try, just try to do it.” Bai Ziyi said.

“Okay.” Zhong Mingshan said, “I’ll try it.” ”

Stabilizing the sandbag again, Zhong Mingshan readjusted deliberately, and the distance between the fist and the surface of the sandbag was narrowed to ten centimeters.

At this moment, everyone began to hold their breath again.

However, this way of generating power is obviously not what Zhong Mingshan is good at, or the same as just now, the next set is very stable, but the charging time of the fist in the air is much shorter.

A ten-centimeter fist blows down, no pain or itching.

The entire sandbag swayed slightly in the air, and the swing amplitude of the front and back did not exceed ten degrees.

Looking at the sandbag with a small reaction, Zhong Mingshan scratched his head embarrassedly: “Let Master Bai smile.” ”

Bai Ziyi’s attitude was very serious, not smiling, but looking like a researcher: “Then Master Zhong, can you summarize why the influence of the first punch can be so great, but the second punch is minimal.” ”

“Generating power is a process of gaining momentum.” Zhong Mingshan immediately said, “The former’s fist path is far enough, my strength can be accumulated to the maximum, so that a fist smashed down, naturally has a large impact, the latter is too short a distance to exert power, the accumulated strength is not enough, can not produce enough lethality.” ”

Hearing this, Bai Ziyi did not confirm or deny, but stood up from the chair himself.

Near the center of the hall, Zhong Mingshan consciously retreated to the side.

I saw Bai Ziyi standing in the middle of the lobby, with one hand behind his back, the other hand into a fist, and his legs standing straight, looking like he was strolling leisurely.

He didn’t speak, but silently put the fist that came out less than ten centimeters away from the sandbag.

At the moment when everyone did not react, he directly punched over.

Although the action is small, it can have a big impact.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound, and another puff of smoke rose around the sandbag.

Just like the first punch that Zhong Mingshan had just punched, he directly knocked the entire sandbag into the air, and then turned 360 degrees into the air on the bundled hemp rope and landed completely on the ground.

This shock is not at the same level as Zhong Mingshan before.

The two have the same effect, but the distance is completely different.

You must know that when the distance was only ten centimeters, Zhong Mingshan only hit less than ten degrees.

And Bai Ziyi’s short power distance can create such a big image, how can he do it?

Everyone gasped and exclaimed.

“How is this done?”

“It’s not scientific anymore, why can he play so much power at such a short distance?”

“And he doesn’t have a body to retreat.”

“If a normal person beats out such a heavy sandbag, he must take two steps back, he doesn’t move, how can he do it?”

The crowd couldn’t believe it.

But Bai Ziyi didn’t end at all.

After the first punch, he regained his grip on the sandbag, still at a distance just now.

However, his fist seemed to stop in the air for a long time, as if it was accumulating power.

Immediately afterwards, his fist suddenly smashed forward like electricity.

Immediately afterwards, everyone’s eyes followed.

But this time, the sandbag didn’t move.

And his fist has already smashed into the inside of the sandbag.

This punch actually pierced the sandbag!

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