The Strongest Soldier in the City

"Your horse's steps seem to be unsteady, your legs can't stay rooted!" Chen* sneered.

Boss Qian turned pale with shock. His breath suddenly sank, and he let out a low shout. His body hanging in the air became much heavier like a heavy weight. He was about to sink hard, but look at Chen*'s muscular body. His arms actually didn't move at all, not being weighed down by the falling force at all.

"You're an old man and you still want to play with me? You don't think it's embarrassing! Get out of here!" As Chen* shouted loudly, in the midst of everyone's screams, Mr. Qian was actually beaten by him. The swing flew up and hit the wall not far away.

Mr. Qian completely lost his center of gravity, and his body was tumbling in the air, but he was indeed powerful. The moment he hit the wall, he stretched out his palms and slapped the wall, removing most of the strength, and his feet He barely landed, but he still couldn't help but take a step back.

In the field, the fighting continues, and the scene is still thrilling, making people dare not blink, as if they don’t want to miss any wonderful moment!

Without Mr. Qian, Mr. Xu and Uncle Gu's flanking attack became even more weak and unable to pose any threat to Chen*.

"I told you a long time ago that your Xingyiquan disciple has its own form but no intention. You have the nerve to embarrass yourself in front of me. You are really bringing shame on yourself." Chen*'s voice was full of contempt.

He turned sideways to avoid a tiger claw from Mr. Xu, and then Mr. Xu used his hand like a crane's mouth to attack Chen*'s face.

"Using the tiger and crane in your hands really disgraces the reputation of Xingyiquan. One is like a rat, and the other is like a quail. They are so soft that there is no lethality at all!" Chen* sneered and punched Like lightning, it struck Mr. Xu's palm with a crane's beak without even giving Mr. Xu a chance to react.

The sound of "click" clearly penetrated the audience, and Mr. Xu let out a shrill scream. The five fingers of his right hand twisted horribly, and the curvature was numb.

Obviously, his fingers were directly broken off by Chen*'s punch.

This scene undoubtedly horrified the Qiao brothers and sisters, and their hearts were contracting violently, because they knew how powerful Mr. Xu's Xingyiquan was, especially the Tiger and Crane Double Line, where his tiger claws could break through strong bones. Stone, his crane's beak can break solid stones.

But such a powerful Hezui was so vulnerable in front of Chen*? Was his finger broken by Chen*'s understatement? They all doubted whether all this was true. Could Mr. Xu be letting things off on purpose?

Chen*’s strength simply makes people’s soul fly for nine days!

"Is this what you call a crane's mouth? I think it's made of tofu, right?" Chen* knocked back Uncle Gu's attack with a kick, and he turned towards Mr. Xu.

"Let me teach you what it means to be a real tiger and crane!" Chen* had a cold smile on his face. His left hand became a claw, as strong and powerful as a tiger's paw, and his right palm became a beak, like a pointed crane. Mouth!

This is the first time he has used such a foreign boxing technique, but it is amazing because it is so vivid that people can recognize the meaning of the boxing technique at a glance. It is even more tangible than what Mr. Xu used just now!

"Bang!" Chen*'s left tiger claw struck Mr. Xu hard on the chest. Immediately, Mr. Xu seemed to have been severely injured. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his chest was covered in blood and flesh. It was blurry, a piece of skin and flesh was shattered by this palm, and at least a few sternum bones were broken!

Then, Chen * did not pause, and used his right hand to punch again, hitting Mr. Xu's shoulder blade.

"Crack!" A numbing sound of bone cracking sounded, and Mr. Xu screamed miserably. His entire arm was beaten down weakly. It was obvious that the bones were broken!

"Bang!" Following Chen*'s kick, Mr. Xu flew backwards several meters away and hit the ground. This Xingyiquan master, who had always been regarded as an expert by the Qiao family, passed out like this. !

Shock! The whole audience was shocked. No matter who it was, they were dumbfounded, including Mr. Qian!

They finally understand what it means to compare one person to another and to throw away goods! Compared with Chen*'s Tiger and Crane, Mr. Xu's Tiger and Crane are not on the same level in terms of shape, meaning and power!

There was so much difference that they had forgotten what Xu Lao's Tiger and Crane looked like, and they only had Chen*'s heart-shaking Tiger and Crane in their minds!

Is this a young man who didn't use any skills in the three-person attack? It was now obvious to everyone that it wasn't that this young man didn't understand foreign boxing skills, but that he didn't even bother to use them!

This young man's strength is simply terrifying to the point of making people's scalp numb!

Can this still be considered a human being? This guy is just a pervert!

"It's your turn!" Chen* tilted his head and looked at Mr. Qian and Uncle Gu, with a playful curve in the corner of his mouth. Foreign boxing? When he was a teenager, he had mastered no less than a dozen powerful foreign boxing techniques.

But as he grew older and climbed out of the death pile more and more often, he gradually no longer liked using these moves. It was like returning to his original nature and realizing the truth. Only by simplifying all boxing techniques can they become the most powerful killing techniques!

In his world, the saying that boxing is used to strengthen the body is bullshit!

He practices boxing, constantly experiences torture, and constantly undergoes hell-like training, constantly polishing himself in the most cruel way, and risking his life to exceed his own limits time and time again. It can be said that he has tasted the endless pain in the world! What is he for? Just to be able to survive better in the most cruel environment.

And in that environment, these skills are all used to kill people. If you don't kill people, what's the use of practicing them?

If he doesn't kill, people will kill him!

"Why is your Xingyiquan so superb? You already have the attainments of a master of Xingyiquan at such a young age. Are you a disciple of Xingyiquan?" Mr. Qian said in horror. Chen*'s Xingyiquan really shocked him. He I have never seen such a strong and domineering Xingyiquan in my life, but it came from a young man in his twenties.

"Who told you that someone who knows Xingyiquan must be a disciple of Xingyiquan? In China, there are tens of millions of Xingyiquan practitioners, how many do you know?" Chen* sneered, not intending to talk nonsense to the other party. Passed directly over.

"Whoosh!" Mr. Qian was frightened, and his skill of flying knives reappeared. This time, two swords were fired at the same time, directly attacking Chen*'s throat and heart. His accuracy, strength, and speed were all impeccable!

"I don't have the same experience as you, young master, do you really think that your flying knife is so magical, right? In my eyes, it is the level of an acrobatic troupe that makes you laugh out loud!" Chen* shouted coldly. This time, he actually didn't do it at all. He didn't dodge, and his body's forward momentum never stopped.