But now the other party caught his heavy punch, and he noticed it. Every time he collided, he felt the impact of two forces one by one and the other.

"The first level is the external appearance of bones and flesh. After the peak, a force will be generated. Is it the same as the internal organs of the second level? The two forces explode at the same time, which can increase the strength as much as possible."

While thinking, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of Zhuang Wuming's mouth, and his feet moved and flashed in front of Wan Zeming.

He punched out and pointed directly into Wan Zeming's chest.

The fist comes out like a mountain, with great force and heavy force.

The air was trembling under this punch, and a vacuum blew up to change Wan Zeming's face.

He raised his left hand and blocked the punch from bottom to top.

The internal organs of the flesh and blood vibrated, and two powerful energy spurted out from his palm.

Bang

His face changed, and this time he could not resist it at all. The moment when his left hand contacted Zhuang Wuming's right fist, his two energy was instantly shocked to death like Tong Yangchun and white snow.

With his fist pressed down, Wan Zeming's face turned red, and his right arm raised and headed towards the punching stance.

But this punch was too heavy, and the huge force pressed Wan Zeming's bones trembled, making a crackling sound, as if his whole body was about to break in the next moment.

"其"

With a loud shout, Wan Zeming exhaled and pulled his legs off his horse's foot, and the force rose from his feet. Pieces of muscles transmitted force from the soles of the feet, and went along the bones and muscles towards his hands.

At this moment, his arms turned completely black and red, and a force that exceeded his own limit three times exploded, and Zhuang Wuming's punch was finally blocked.

A strange look appeared on his face, and Zhuang Wuming showed a sneer.

A black shadow rose from below him and pointed directly between Wan Zeming's chest and abdomen. This tricky and fierce chest was hit. Once it was hit, Wan Zeming would be seriously injured even if he didn't die, and even lost this skill.

When Wan Zeming saw this attack, his face was also terrified. He was about to retreat when his feet were shocked, but he was shocked to find that his legs had been deeply inserted into the floor of the ring.

With a moment of delay, Zhuang Wuming had already reached the front of him. At the moment of life and death, Wan Zeming burst out with his own experience of many battles.

I saw his body twist irregularly, turning from his waist, and his body moved one inch to the left, just avoiding the place where Zhuang Wuming's toes had the greatest force.

At the same time, both hands pressed against Zhuang Wuming's kick, and a huge force exploded between the two.

boom

Wan Zeming flew up under Zhuang Wuming's kick, jumped up two meters high, and countless debris fell from his feet.

However, he used the power of Zhuang Wuming's leg to pull out of the arena and jumped high at the same time.

Looking at Wan Zeming who had jumped out of his shackles with his strength, Zhuang Wuming also had a sense of fighting spirit in his eyes.

As he stepped on the ground, the ring was shocked. Zhuang Wuming's body jumped up, ascended to the sky with a punch, and blasted towards Wan Zeming in the air.

There is no way to leverage the force in the air, so the opponent can only resist.

However, Wan Zeming in the air seemed to have expected it, and his body flipped over and shrank into a ball.

The next moment, the whole body shook, the force flowed, and he kicked Zhuang Wuming with one leg.

This leg was extremely fierce, infused with Wan Zeming's lifelong experience and strength, making Zhuang Wuming feel a tragic feeling.

The two of them collided again in the air, both attacking in the air, without any fancy, only head-on attacks.

This time, Zhuang Wuming fell heavily on the ring under the huge force, and Wan Zeming's whole body shook up, like a huge rock falling out of the field.

Wan Zeming took a deep breath in the air, moved the center of gravity down, and he wanted to drop it before falling off the field.

His figure fell rapidly, and seeing that Wan Zeming was about to land safely, a hint of joy appeared in Wan Zeming's eyes.

As long as you don't fall from the arena, there will be a chance.

A black shadow had arrived in front of him at some point, with a cold look in his eyes, "You'd better go out."

Wan Zeming's expression changed drastically. Only then did he notice that Zhuang Wuming had rushed towards him in an instant, faster than he was in mid-air, and had already arrived in front of him.

At this time, he had already used his strength and could only watch Zhuang Wuming slapped him with a light palm, unable to resist it at all.

puff

A huge force came, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of Wan Zeming's mouth, losing all his strength, and stumbled heavily under the ring.

At this moment, a figure rushed out from under the ring and picked up Wan Zeming in the air.

But he is one of the three major teachers, Meng Ganlong.

Meng Ganlong saw clearly under the arena. Wan Zemin used his skills to the fullest, remarkable, without any mistakes. The only mistake was that the opponent's strength was too strong and he completely used his strength to break the tricks.

He easily resolved all Wan Zemin's skills, and finally slapped him away with a palm, and he had to rescue him.

With one palm, Meng Ganlong's face changed, and a huge force rushed into his body like a rush of mountains and seas, making him unable to hold on under this huge force.

His body shook and he had already turned out in the air. He stepped on the ground and shook three times in a row before stopping his steps.

At this time, Wan Zeming had already landed on the ground, his feet staggered back, his face turned white, but because Meng Ganlong had just shared some strength for him, he did not fall to eat shit.

Zhuang Wuming stood on the ring without chasing, watching Wan Zeming landing, his eyes were indifferent, "Good Kung Fu."

Wan Zeming smiled tragically, "What good kung fu can't stop the chairman from punching and kicking."

"I lost with confidence."

He looked at Old Xing beside him, and at this time he was already holding a wooden box.

"Old Xing, hand over the secret record of boxing to the chairman."

Old Xing nodded when he heard this, without saying nonsense, and threw the wooden box towards Zhuang Wuming.

After picking up the wooden box casually, Zhuang Wuming smiled slightly, "It's refreshing enough."

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in Montenegro Security Company, you can do it as usual."

After the words came to his mind, he turned around and called Butler Fang and headed towards the exit.

He had no interest in staying here after getting the things.

Meng Ganlong, Wang Yuanhai, and Lao Xing came to Wan Zeming and heard Meng Ganlong's deep voice, "Lao Wan, let it go? He's too heavy."

Wan Zeming shook his head, "If you are not as skilled as a human being, if you lose, you will lose. And he has shown mercy, otherwise you think I'm just spitting a few mouthfuls of blood?"

Wang Yuanhai looked at Wan Zeming, "You vomited blood so badly, is it really okay?"

"It's okay, I just got shocked in my inner body. I'll just be able to cultivate for a long time. His power is too great. If I really want to take a heavy move, I will be in two pieces on the spot."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked and looked at Wan Zeming incredibly.

"Biggriller than you think, I took him a punch like I was hit by a car in the front," he said, lifting his hands.
Chapter completed!