Xingyiquan consists of twelve forms, which evolved by imitating twelve different mythical beasts.
Many martial artists practice diligently their entire lives but still cannot comprehend even a single form of it.
A fist technique capable of comprehending the forms of five spirit beasts is truly rare and exceptional.
Song Qingce threw several punches in quick succession, his speed as fast as lightning, astonishing and dazzling.
The force of the fist transformed into a dragon, baring its fangs and claws as it charged straight at Ye Feng, emitting the roar of an angry dragon.
Its enormous body stirred up dark clouds, accompanied by lightning and thunder, creating a terrifying spectacle.
roar--
A magnificent tiger, several tens of meters long, opened its blood-red maw and pounced on Ye Feng, amidst flying sand and stones, obscuring the sun and moon.
It truly is like a dragon moving with the rain, or a tiger moving with the wind.
Song Qingce had been immersed in the second rank of Martial Emperor for more than ten years, and his knowledge and experience were extremely profound.
Among martial artists of the same level, he is considered invincible.
"Young Master, be careful!"
Afterwards, Wu Qingfeng quickly spoke up to remind Ye Feng, fearing that Ye Feng might suffer a loss.
Lan Yu, however, was not nervous at all, and curiously examined the altar.
Ye Feng snorted coldly and said.
"It's flashy but useless."
He pointed out a giant finger, about ten meters long, gleaming with golden light, pointing it at Song Qingce in mid-air.
All the Tiger and Dragon styles of boxing were crushed. Song Qingce was pinned to the ground by this finger, like an ant pressed under a telephone pole, unable to move an inch.
Song Qingce coughed up several mouthfuls of blood in succession, his limbs struggling incessantly.
His eyes were filled with resentment, unwillingness, and deep shock.
Ye Feng's cultivation level was far beyond his imagination.
He still has three more forms of his fist technique that he hasn't shown yet.
Ye Feng didn't kill him directly because there were still many things he wanted to ask.
"Old man, hand over the dragon vein."
Ye Feng reached out and grabbed at the dragon vein within the blue flames...
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