When masters fight, they fight with a momentum. If they cannot keep their mind calm at all times, their breath will keep rising and falling with the situation in the field. If they have the upper hand, they will naturally be smooth and full of momentum. However, if they are dominated by others, they will definitely have to be brave and panic. It is a blessing that they can play half of the ten-month things.

Being brave first when hitting someone, boxing and martial arts have been used to protect people’s lives since the beginning. If you cannot hone a “stone heart” from it, then you cannot use this skill for practical combat at all. At best, just play in the park and exercise your body.

So just as life and death suddenly broke out, Hou San's four palms were superimposed on a chain, Bai Ze suddenly gave up the strength and spirit of his body, and did not resist and retreat. He just sank his body slightly, focusing all his attention between his chest and abdomen.

Next, he took a desperate breath into his lungs with the greatest strength in his life.

Hiss!!! Hiss!!! Hiss!!!!!!

This breath was inhaled and sharp. If you were close to each other, you could still see the strange phenomenon of air rolling around Bai Ze's mouth. Large streams of air swarmed into his body in an instant, so that Bai Ze's entire upper body changed tremendously in a blink of an eye.

Bai Ze's exposed neck was clean and round on his hands, with white and red, but the faint rosy slight whiteness was faintly revealed. It was like a person who often sunbathed on the beach, applying sunscreen oil to his body. Over time, even the melanin in his skin emitted a faint oily light.

However, Bai Ze's family knew about his family affairs. The faint iron-blue color under his skin was absolutely impossible to be sunburned. Instead, it was soaked with medicine for many years, soaked in a special way, and honed it bit by bit with fixed breathing.

So much so that the tendons under his flesh were filled with qi and blood, and they were grinded to a strong and tough point that ordinary people could not imagine. This made the skin color appear as texture and characteristics as steel.

So at this moment, as Bai Ze swallowed it in this breath, everything changed. His lungs expanded violently, which directly caused the crazy expansion of his entire upper body! The muscles and bones between his chest and abdomen bounced out three inches against Hou San's fist.

It was like a fist hidden under his chest, and this three-inch rebound completely changed Bai Ze's fate of being passively beaten, making it impossible for Hou San's four-style power to exert to its limit.

With one blow, the knuckles first, then the fist, and finally the force accumulates to the back of the fist. The suddenly stretched arms seemed to be a bowstring that was not pulled open. Under Bai Ze's sudden ejection of his chest, both sides fought three times in a flash.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three loud noises almost turned into a drum beat. Bai Ze's sportswear on his chest was hit by Hou Sanyi's palm, and they immediately cracked and turned into countless butterflies flying around.

However, the remaining strength of both sides was overflowing, and the power was already at the top.

Unfortunately, Hou San's trump card that he had been brewing for a long time was ultimately defeated.

Bai Ze's exposed upper body, the large and small tendons and veins all over his body were raised high on the surface of his skin at this time, as if the whole person was densely wrapped by a layer of thousand-year-old vine as thick as a finger, especially in the middle of his chest, his muscles were inwardly trapped, and it was blue and black, leaving a deep fist mark.

It was directly trapped in the muscle texture.

The fighting of masters is dangerous and changeable. Five points of luck, five points of strength, one move is wrong, every step is wrong. Hou San did not understand Ze's foundation, and he would lose his calmness first, and then he would become a failure. It is also called Bai Ze escape from the place where he almost died.

"Hmm!" I thought it was a killing blow, but at the last moment, Hou San had used all his strength and fisted to the flesh, but in the end he still failed. His heart suddenly fell into nothing, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart, and cried bitterly on the spot: "Dagain, you turtle son, eagle claw skills, iron arm skills, why do you even practice the iron cloth shirt skills now...?"

However, he was a master of monkey boxing who had been practicing for many years. Although he was shocked, his feet were not slow at all. He felt that it was not good and he retreated.

In the past move, in order to use one palm and four-style killer moves, Hou Sanyi used the step-grabbing nail hand in Monkey Fist, hooked his hand alone, and entered the Yin-Yang hand. Then he made several consecutive moves to fight, and then he poured his strength into the palm and fingers, and started to take action.

Although time was only a moment, it took countless efforts and physical strength. Now it was the time when his old power was cut off and his new power had not yet emerged. Facing Bai Ze, not to mention attack, even the strength to retreat was weakened to the lowest point of his life.

But it is related to life and death, and hesitation. Hou San's attack and retreat are like a monkey pulling a branch, just like an ancient assassin. If he misses a single blow, he will immediately escape thousands of miles away, in order to delay time, pay full attention to overall strength, and turn around and fight again.

As soon as Bai Ze fell into a passive state, he immediately inhaled into his abdomen, swelled up his whole body's mental will, and used the skill of an iron shirt to exert force head-on and avoided a disaster. But after all, his experience was too poor, and the opportunity to take action was slower. Although he was not beaten to death on the spot, the moment Hou San retreated, he felt severe pain in his chest and muscle spasms, and he couldn't help but gulp of blood gushed out of his throat.

No matter how strong the iron cloth shirt is, it is still possible for people to practice kung fu. If the time is not good, it will still be broken by others. The Bai family is a serious martial arts family. Although they have always lived in mountain villages, the incense has never been cut off since the Southern Song Dynasty. They are naturally inclusive and absorbed many characteristics of other kung fu in hundreds of years.

The legendary Shaolin iron cloth shirt is practiced to the highest level. Once you exert your strength, the skin around your body will show a color like steel.

That is to say, the tendons, blood vessels in the human body have been tempered to be strong enough, and are spread throughout the body, with qi and blood consistent, without any omissions, and the body is trained horizontally, like steel and iron.

Moreover, this skill is like the Iron Arm Technique, and it is a real hard skill for external masters. If you want to achieve success, you can only practice hard.

Bai Ze practiced the iron arm trick in poking his feet since he was a child. He was bathed, steamed, slapped, and massaged by the old man of the Bai family every day. Anyway, he was the same way, so he began to slap the whole body and practiced the iron cloth shirt soon after.

According to the old man, this is called "I've never been beaten before I've been beaten." Only by practicing the kung fu of being beaten can I practice the ability to beat people.

Moreover, even if you practice this skill, although you may not be able to be invulnerable, you will definitely be able to live one more life than others at critical moments.

Sure enough, the old man's words came true today. But the legend is just a legend after all. Hou San's four-palm power is so powerful that it must not be underestimated. He finally hurt him.

Fortunately, the situation is reversed, Bai Ze avoided the killing move, and the other party hurriedly retreated, and Bai Ze would not easily give up this great opportunity to take revenge.

Just as Hou San pulled back, Bai Ze's feet suddenly stepped on one after another, wrapped around all sides, rotating up and down, like a sunny bite, like a butterfly passing through a flower. His body moved and followed him and rushed to Hou San.

When you step on your left foot and chop on your right foot, it is a "Yuhuan step" that poked your feet, and it will stick to your body.

Hou Sanyi was defeated and was already a little panicked. He had just used up his strength and had no time to adjust. Seeing Bai Ze chasing him closely, he knew the danger, so he jumped to the left and finally avoided the front with a sensitive body technique.

But when he poked his feet, Yuhuan Step had always been in cooperation with Yuanyang's feet. His flash, facing Bai Ze's side back, his body sank down, his legs bent, and then his butt was thrust upwards, and his lower legs were immediately lifted silently, pushing straight to the middle of his legs.

"Not good!" Hou San clamped his knees and naturally protected the vital points, but was lifted by Bai Ze's knock, and kicked it on his lower abdomen. Then his buttocks fell down, causing his soles to be like plowing the ground. He pointed to Hou San's calves shin, and a snap suddenly made a crack, and his bones were broken.

Hou San felt that his whole body was exhausted, and pain surged into his heart like a tide. His head was dizzy and Venus was bursting. Before he could scream, Bai Ze turned around and kicked it into the forest like a spear. He yelled and tapped on his chest.

Crack! Another sound.

After three consecutive kicks, Hou San's thin body was broken by this, and his sternum was completely broken, and his ribs were inserted into his internal organs. His chest was like a huge rock smashed into a pit. His body flew straight back five or six meters away, fell to the ground, and suddenly he disappeared.

He is dead.

He died under Bai Ze's poke feet. When he was dying, he didn't even say a word.

The jade ring step, the mandarin duck's feet, and the last powerful "piercing gun foot" were first broken, the lower abdomen was then broken, and the calf was broken, and the sternum was broken. Such a three-legged kick would not survive even the Iron Man.

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