“Shhhhh!”
There was a sudden sound of breaking air, and the other three Black Snake Gang warriors rushed over, slashing at Su Hao's body with their long swords and short swords.
These Black Snake Gang warriors were all He Zhiyong's confidants and elites. They had all practiced martial arts and were not comparable to ordinary ruffians. They all had sharp weapons, so it was not surprising that even the martial artists who had practiced martial arts died on the spot under the siege!
These men slashed at us from both sides with swords and knives, fast and fierce.
"laugh!"
However, the blade passed through Su Hao's body and only left an afterimage!
"ah!"
A Black Snake Gang warrior let out a scream of shock and anger, but Su Hao suddenly burst out with amazing speed, dodged the sword's attack, and rushed straight into his arms. Using the momentum of the impact, he hit Su Hao's left chest with a fierce elbow.
“Crack!”
With a crisp cracking sound, his ribs were broken and his heart shattered by the fierce elbow. A large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth and his body fell limply to the ground.
“Shh! Shh!”
The other two Black Snake Gang warriors had cold sweat dripping from their foreheads and swung their swords fiercely, but Su Hao moved around as fast as a flying cicada and could not touch the corner of Su Hao's clothes at all.
Eight steps to chase the cicada, the second body tempering and strength training, this time Su Hao's physique and body skills are much stronger than before, when his body skills are deployed, he can easily play with them.
“Get lost!”
A loud shout rang out, it was He Zhiyong. The Su Hao in front of him was definitely a warrior at the level of tempering the body and refining strength. He Zhiyong could only kill this man by taking action himself!
huff!
There was a sudden sound of breaking air. He Zhiyong took two steps at a time with steady and flexible steps. In the blink of an eye, he approached Su Hao and punched Su Hao in the face.
"Um?"
Su Hao was a little surprised. He Zhiyong's punch seemed slow, but it was actually extremely fast and contained a force that could shatter bones and rocks.
Although he was surprised, Su Hao did not slow down and performed the "Heavy Mountain Fist". His right arm was heavy but light and agile to block and intercept!
"Bang!"
Fists and arms collided, and the two forces surged, causing a sharp sound like firecrackers exploding.
"kill!"
The first strike failed, He Zhiyong let out a low shout, and launched a more ferocious attack, using his boxing skills, which he had practiced for more than two or three years, to the extreme.
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
He Zhiyong punched out with both fists, seemingly slow yet fast, seemingly real yet unreal. His arms swayed, dragging hazy shadows, making people's eyes have an illusion, it is difficult to catch the trajectory of his punches, and if you are distracted for a moment, you will surely fall to your death!
"Temple Master He's Mysterious Fist makes people confused every time they see it..."
Seeing He Zhiyong's dazzling and dizzying boxing skills, the remaining two Black Snake Gang warriors couldn't help but marvel at the mystery of He Zhiyong's boxing skills.
He Zhiyong practices the Mizong Fist, which emphasizes the combination of fast and slow, and the transition between the real and the fake. It is so unpredictable when performing the boxing routines that one will be defeated if not careful!
He Zhiyong has practiced this set of boxing for more than three years. He has already mastered it and tempered his body and strength. As the leader of the Black Snake Gang, he is one of the top masters in the gang. Facing Su Hao, he used all his strength, which was dazzling!
The two Black Snake Gang warriors were standing by with a fierce look in their eyes, waiting for Su Hao to show any sign of weakness. Then they would attack immediately and together with He Zhiyong, they would kill the thief on the spot!
"He Zhiyong's boxing is really interesting. His 'Heavy Mountain Fist' is enough for defense, but defeating him is not something that can be done in a short time!"
Su Hao unleashed the Heavy Mountain Fist, his two fists were like overlapping green peaks, completely blocking He Zhiyong's fierce attack, he said secretly in his heart.
He Zhiyong's strength is quite good. He is even stronger than the martial artist with tiger head mask whom Su Hao met in the black market before. Su Hao also wants to get to know him better and gain some practical experience. However, he is here to kill someone tonight, so he must make a quick decision in order to avoid causing too much noise!
He Zhiyong went all out, using his long-tempered strength to the extreme. His fists flew with hazy shadows, and each punch was able to split stones and break rocks. He was so ferocious that he wanted to kill Su Hao in one breath.
King Kong Fist. King Kong Crashing the Mountain!
However, suddenly, Su Hao's fist force changed. He was originally defending but suddenly, his breath became fierce, and his blood boiled, as if making a sound like a flowing river. He was like an angry King Kong, his body forward, his muscles tense, strength all over his pores, he resisted He Zhiyong's continuous punches and rushed forward.
No matter how fancy it is, just break it with your strength!
“Bang!”
He Zhiyong felt as if a mountain was crushing him in the face, knocking him back violently. Even though he hit Su Hao's body with a powerful fist, his body became numb instead.
"Is this... the second round of refining strength?"
He Zhiyong's pupils shrank slightly, and he instantly realized that the man in black in front of him was not a master of the same realm, but a warrior who had practiced the second level of strength training!
The first stage of martial arts is to refine strength, strengthen bones, change tendons and cleanse marrow.
Refining strength is the threshold to entering the martial arts, but it is also the most important thing. It is like the foundation of a tall building; how high it can reach depends on whether the foundation can bear the weight.
Whether it was forging bones, changing tendons, or washing marrow, these realms all required one's own strength to temper the body and constitution, making the body extraordinary step by step.
Therefore, the higher the number of times you practice Jin, the smoother your practice will be in the future. Theoretically, one Jin practice combined with the secret medicine for bone strengthening can impact the bone strengthening realm, but the efficiency and power will be very low.
But most martial artists, when they start to practice strength, only practice it once. To practice a martial art to the second or even third level of strength, the difficulty level gradually increases!
The black-clothed man in front of him was a martial artist who had reached the second stage of spiritual cultivation. He was definitely not someone he could handle!
He Zhiyong tried to withdraw quickly, but Su Hao had already clasped his right wrist with one hand. He suddenly exerted force with his fingers and clenched it tightly. A huge force emerged, squeezing He Zhiyong's wrist bones so hard that they crackled, as if they were about to break.
The right fist was already clenched into a fist, and the surface of the fist was densely covered with dark energy that had evolved from the second round of energy training, as if surrounded by a light golden metallic luster. An extremely powerful Vajra Fist was blasted out, tearing the air to burst!
“Ahhh!”
He Zhiyong's hair stood on end as he sensed the danger of death. At this moment, he had to unleash all his potential, and a beast-like roar burst out from his throat. He had to gather all his strength and punch the enemy, hoping to withstand Su Hao's powerful punch.
“Ka-ka-ka!”
The moment the two fists collided, He Zhiyong heard a series of explosions. His strength seemed vulnerable in front of Su Hao's attack that contained hidden power, and he was crushed. One of his arms was torn by Su Hao's "dark power", and the muscles were torn and the bones burst. The broken bones drilled out of the flesh, which was terrifying!
One wrist was crippled, and the other wrist was broken by Su Hao's pinch, making it completely unable to break free.
He Zhiyong's forehead was covered with cold sweat due to the pain. He seemed to have suppressed Su Hao before, but it was just that Su Hao was just warming up and he didn't use his full strength at all!
He Zhiyong's face was twisted with pain, and he said in fear and anger: "You... who are you? Do I have any grudge against you?"
Looking at the entire Crouching Tiger Town, I'm afraid that only the leader of their Black Snake Gang and a few others can fight with him. He Zhiyong has no idea when he offended such a high level, and the other party wants to kill him directly.
Slightly moving closer, Su Hao whispered, "Master He, didn't you say that there was something wrong with the sword I made, that it was difficult to even cut vegetables?"
He Zhiyong's eyes widened as he heard these words, and he stared at Su Hao, who was wearing a hood, in disbelief!
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