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Chapter 464: A tough battle

In Chinese martial arts, when using kung fu like iron sand palm and cinnabar palm, the size and color of the palm will change, and the power will increase accordingly. However, this is the first time Tang Ning has seen the deformed state of the whole body, and he has never heard his aunt mention it before. Even during the days I stayed in Chenjiagou, I have never heard the Chen family's master-level senior who is good at Tai Chi and has reached the master level mention that there are any sects and sects at home and abroad that have such skills.

Tang Ning knew that if he had only rely on his strength, he would definitely not be the opponent of this monster. At the moment, he could only use softness to overcome hardness and use softness to entangle hardness.

In this regard, using the characteristics of traction, traction, entanglement, stick, and link in Tai Chi is undoubtedly the best way to deal with it. The essence of Tai Chi is impossible for outsiders to learn except for the direct descendants of the Chen family, and Tang Ning is no exception. Although his free hand is also combined with the essence of dozens of moves from various schools, this essence is not a direct inheritance after all. There are some things that the predecessors of the Sanshou Sect cannot touch. However, he has already become familiar with the many characteristics of Tai Chi.

Using the force to pull and stick, Tang Ning flashed sideways, and put a single palm on the wrist of the man in black, wrapping it with the instant vital energy, using the soft word to swing out the sticky characteristics, guiding the man in black to hit the ground, and a rumbling sound. Tang Ning flew behind the other party with the fist raised in the black. But his hand had not left the other party's wrist, as if it was really stuck.

Take the other person's arm to the back of his shoulders, kick the man in black's waist and eyes, stretch his body straight, and pull it back hard. The other hand also holds the wrist stuck to his hand, then turns over and completely slander the arm in his hand. If you can't deal with your entire body, can't you still deal with one of your arms?

The reason why human arm bones, leg bones, and cervical bones can move freely is because the joints are implicated. The direction and angle of their torsion are fixed, with a certain range and presentation. If the opposite direction is bent, twisted, or exceeds the maximum presentation, the bones and joints will inevitably fall off and break.

The arm could only bend to the inner circle to make movements, and to the extreme angles outside. Tang Ning stuck to the other party's arm that was pulled to the shoulder and twisted it outward with a big turnover. With several consecutive crisp sounds of bone fracture, the entire arm of the man in black was twisted into a twist, the joints inside fell off, all the arm bones were broken, and only the muscles were adhered.

Although the man in black had deformed, his body increased by more than ten times in an instant, and his pain was numb, his perception was still there and his mind was still there. He could not feel excessive pain in his broken arm, but he could not use his strength. His shoulders were shaking, and his soft arm had become a dead object. The muscles in the man in black were twisted, humiliated, angry, and stimulated. He seemed to have lost his mind in an instant. The remaining left arm grabbed the defunct right arm, howled, and pulled it hard, blood splattered. The defunct right arm was torn off his shoulder. He was dripping with blood dripping, and he used his arm as a weapon, and swung it up to hug Tangning and smashed it.

Tang Ning had a correct strategy and proper approach, but when did he ever see such a cruel person? His heart was pounding, and his liver was trembling involuntarily. He swung the Bagua steps derived from Tai Chi to the extreme, and turned around the man in black. Every time he went to a direction, he would slapped nearly a hundred palms in succession. Each palm had a large amount of palm force that was slapped out and invaded the other party's body. For a moment, there was a constant bang bang.

After the man in black deformed, he increased his strength, enhanced his attack power, and increased his damage. But the premise was that he could hit the opponent's body before he could work. This method may work for Westerners, but it would not be so effective for Chinese people with thousands of years of martial arts culture. As long as he could grasp the fatal disadvantage of the opponent's strength but relatively slow action, he could effectively restrain him with his flexible body and footwork. As for whether he could hit the opponent and break it in the end, it depends on whether the attack strength is enough and who can consume whom.

As time passed, Tang Ning no longer remembered how many palms he had shot out, and the vitality in his body also tended to be exhausted and bottomed out. His head was completely soaked with sweat, and he was wet against his head and forehead. His body was already sweating profusely and soaked in his clothes. In theory, the other party's internal organs and bones should have been broken long ago. But now it still looks so powerful. Is the other party's defense after deformation really so perverted? Even the hidden force that penetrates into his body can't cause damage?

Tang Ning's footsteps began to become a little slow. The arm that the man in black grabbed in his hand had long been broken, and I don't know where to go. The fist was rubbed against Tang Ning's body several times, and you could feel the fist that could tear the skin. Tang Ning still gritted his teeth and insisted. He didn't believe in evil! He didn't believe in black as a fortress that could not be broken or broken. Even if you are a stone man, you will be flattened for you today! Smashed! Smashed!

This is the spirit of not admitting defeat, and it is also the unique persistence of young people! Stubbornness! Tenacity!

Finally, after the punches and palms were intertwined again, the man in black suddenly stopped moving. His fist was less than a millimeter behind Tang Ning's face, and Tang Ning's fist also pressed against the other party's heart. The man in black's eyes were still red and sneered, and his whole body was covered in blood. He seemed to be breathless, staring at Tang Ning.

Tang Ning was not much better. His chest was undulating, his face turned red and hot, his veins raised on his forehead and his temples jumped straight, and he was gasping for breath. His head and face were also covered with blood. Although his eyes were tired, they were still clear and he stared at the other party without admitting his consent.

The two people standing in a stalemate were like wooden stakes, standing motionless across the street.

"You---No---Wrong--I--No---Don't---Come--China-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

After plopping, Tang Ning also sat on the ground with no strength. This battle was the most difficult battle he had in his life. Compared with the last time he fought against the black thugs outside the city, it was a little less dangerous, but the difficulty was several times higher.
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