With a whimper, Bai Ze's feet entered, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the violent wind suddenly echoed in the void.

The straight toes suddenly hung back, and almost all the feet were pressed against the leg bones of the calf. Instantly, the waist and hips were twisted, and the body was slanted from top to bottom. The momentum of the willows penetrated through the flowers, which immediately led to the whole thighs drawing a large circle in the air. With the waist and eyes as the foundation, when it turned back, the heels fell down, and it was like a giant axe that opened the mountain and hung down.

The momentum was instantly different, and the fierceness was even greater than the "arrow-like legs" he used to take just now, and the "arrow-like legs" he used to shoot an arrow. Moreover, between the legs and feet, one move after another, without any obstacles, as if they were natural.

As the saying goes, "If you hit someone, you will not be merciless, you will not be merciless." The masters will fight with each other with a momentum. They will not be brave enough to move forward, kill gods when they see the gods, and destroy Buddha when they see the Buddha. Unless the difference between the two is too big, no matter how skilled the warrior is, they will eventually be beaten to death.

Once he takes action, even if he is like a lion fighting a rabbit, he must do his best. This is the education that Bai Ze received since childhood. He either does not act and knows tolerance or subdues the other party as soon as he takes action. No matter whether the opponent is a man or a woman, or a young person, he must do his best when he takes action and must not be reserved. Moreover, he now knows that the person in front of him is really the only master of his internal family that he has seen in his life. Even if he uses all his strength and uses all his tricks, he will lose more and lose less and lose less. He will not see any clarity. So how can he dare to leave some energy?

Just now, the move was a killer move in his family's iron arm poking his feet. When he used it, his strength was all over his waist and hips, his body was like a shaft, and his legs were like the wind. With one breath, he could rotate his body and heels and chop five legs in a row. Once he used it in time, he took the initiative, one kick after another, five legs were connected, just like an unparalleled general on the decisive battlefield in ancient times. He danced axe and blocked the person invincible, like a wheel.

Sure enough, the leg was extremely powerful. Bai Ze kicked five steps in a row, and the strong wind broke through the air. The man also took five steps back one after another. Even a master like him, facing Bai Ze's most powerful "Five Dings Opening Mountain" foot, he temporarily gave in to avoid the edge.

However, just as Bai Ze kicked out his last moment, the man finally moved. Although Bai Ze's feet were extremely fast, the man's hand was not slow. He could only stretch out his hand and stroke it. A round and wide hand was already pressed against Bai Ze's thigh from the side, and went down, and the jinglong pinched his calf ankle like lightning.

This stroke and pinch were just a flash of lightning. Bai Ze's legs were stirred, and the fall was like a huge axe that was a thousand pounds. When it was applied with external force, it immediately bounced and shook. Seeing that the man's palm was about to close, but he just gently touched Bai Ze's calves like steel and iron.

In a moment, Bai Ze was shocked, and there seemed to be a red-hot iron ring on his ankle bone. It hurt suddenly and half of his body felt numb.

After practicing hard for more than ten years, the man was able to break the foot and iron shirt, and the force was so deep that it penetrated into the bones.

The next moment, the man laughed and stepped forward, bowed his body and shook his shoulders, and his hands were useless. He easily leaned into Bai Ze's arms, pushed him up in the air, and flew three or four feet away.

With a bang!, he fell to the ground hard. Bai Ze turned over and rolled several times on the ground. Although he was embarrassed, he was not panicked. He kicked his hands and feet, and used force to rush and frost. As soon as his body touched the ground, he bounced like a spring.

It is the "Fanzigong" that poked the feet, also known as the "Diwaii", which is a stance that poked the feet to defend the enemy from outside, counterattacked closely, and survived in defeat. Because the best used by the legendary Liangshan hero Yan Qing, Yan Qing, is also called "Yan Qing Eighteen Fen". In the following hundreds of years, it has evolved into more than a dozen routine versions, and it has been passed to Bai Ze for many generations.

However, Bai Ze's instinctive reaction obviously fell in the empty space again. He rolled all the way, rising and falling like a cunning rabbit, floating around and floating, fearing that his opponent would take advantage of the opportunity and kill him while he fell to the ground. However, he did not expect that when he turned over and stood dozens of steps away and looked up, the man was just standing in place and looked at him indifferently. He actually gave up this great opportunity in vain.

"It turns out that he is a master of the most powerful skill. He is extraordinary when he takes action! I thought it was a real internal martial arts. I used potions to wash my feet day and night, and the iron shirt was on it. When I kicked it out, the stone as big as a millstone would crack. He actually hurt his bones and almost paralyzed half of my body!! It's so amazing!!"

Bai Ze reached out and wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth, feeling a faint pain in his chest. The fall just now was really solid, and it seemed to have completely attracted the injury that Hou San had hit his chest with "one palm and four force" on him. The depths of his chest and abdomen were surging, and there was a burst of fishy sweetness in his throat.

And so far, the pain in his ankle has not yet been relieved, and half of his body is still numb.

But even so, with a mistake, Bai Ze's face was still not depressed or panic. Instead, he licked his lips, looking thoughtful, as if he was savoring the feeling of being thrown out by the man at that moment just now.

Especially in his eyes, a shocking and fanatical look emerged. The eyes of the man were looking at him at a distance of dozens of steps, which still made people feel hot: "I have heard about the skill of internal martial arts. It emphasizes the cultivation and practice. It is the way of yin and yang. The hardness and softness of boxing are integrated. Once you have achieved success, you can be hard and soft when you hit someone. Just now, the senior took action and the last collision was caused by the collapse, squeeze, press, and pressing of Tai Chi, and it seemed that some principles of Baji sticking to the back. However, the boy was not good at learning skills, and he couldn't tell clearly for a while. Fortunately, I was young and strong, with thick skin. Senior might as well continue to come and see if I can go ahead?"

After saying that, he actually pulled off his T-shirt, revealing his muscles that were streamlined like iron and had no fat. Then he exhaled and opened his breath, and immediately expanded outward like breathing. The blue veins of the whole body protruded from the surface of the skin. At first glance, it looked like old vines with blue colors wrapped around his whole body.

It also seemed that the tendons and veins in the body had changed color, spreading all over the body's muscles, crisscrossing, and it seemed like an iron coat was worn on the body. When the sun shone, it suddenly flashed with metal-like hard colors.

He went down from his forehead and slowly pressed his hands onto the Dantian. Then he turned his hands and pinched his hands into the shape of an eagle claw. He moved slightly and slashed through the air. He immediately made a hissing sound of breaking through the air. The sound was sharp, like a sword was unsheathed, and he said, "Come again!"

"You are not old, and in addition to practicing Zhou Tong's iron arm poking feet, you also practiced the eagle claw iron cloth shirt from Shaolin Temple. Your horizontal practice skills have been practiced to the point where you are bulging with blue veins, like an iron net. Just talking about the strength of your muscles and bones is already incredible."

"However, do you know that although the skill of this iron cloth shirt is practiced stupidly, it is actually both internal and external. Once you go further, you will practice horizontally and break the skin into the bones, and the strength will spread into every detail of the body. However, you will no longer see any blue veins exposed. Once you use the skill, the skin, flesh, muscles and bones will be dissolved together, and the hardness and softness will be combined. With one move, your skin will be as colored as iron blue. That is, the highest level of this skill in Shaolin Temple, "Iron Clothing Body". Not only can you be invulnerable to swords and guns, but even the internal real power can resist it. If you really want to practice to this level, I will take you down within half a moment, and it may be a bit difficult. But now, your skill is still difficult to reach my Dharma eye."

Seeing Bai Ze tearing off his outer clothes, naked, and carrying his iron cloth shirt, the blue veins wrapped around his whole body like a thick fishing net, the man stood opposite him and looked from afar, and couldn't help but sigh, saying that Bai Ze was indeed a "good luck". In this era, he could practice his outer hard skills to the level of his level, even if he saw countless people in his life, there were only a few who could compare.

The expression in his eyes became more and more strange.

Bai Ze became serious, and his expressions and expressions on his face, eyes and expressions were instantly fanatical. He didn't know if he had heard what the man opposite said just now. He just twisted his ankles on the spot, bounced his waist, hips and ankles a few times. Then he immediately exhaled like thunder, flew across his feet, and swung his legs roundly, and whipped the tree trunk on one side of his body.

Bang!

The trunk of a tree as thick as a sea bowl was first shaken violently, and the entire root system was pulled out by a huge force, breaking the ground, and then a crack sounded and broke into two pieces. At the same time, under the strong recoil, Bai Ze's body and legs, which had been numb all the time, finally opened his bloodline and gradually gained some consciousness.

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