Clark's fist hit Jiuhen's palm.

Jiuheng tweaked hard, wrapped his fist, and immediately tried to squeeze his muscles and bones, but he felt the opponent's big tendons bounce, carrying a strong reaction force, as if he was about to shake his fingers away!

How could Jiuhen lose this first move that I finally got?

Another tiger roar came out of his mouth, and he stepped forward. Although it was just a small step, it brought a grand momentum, not inferior to Clark's feeling at all.

Immediately afterwards, he swung his other hand, like a battle axe, and smashed it straight towards Clark's forehead!

Clark shook Jiuhen's fingers and pushed his fist upwards with all his strength. He chose to shake Jiuhen's fist hard. In the competition of strength, he was not afraid at all.

"boom!"

As soon as the two of them fists crossed, they immediately made a deafening sound. Some martial arts people with slightly lower skills around them couldn't help but step back, and their eardrums could not bear the terrifying sound waves.

Immediately afterwards, Clark turned his fist into a palm and pushed it towards Jiuhen's forearm.

As the palm was pushing, a huge noise came, and the airflow around it shook violently because of this palm!

This palm belongs to the Bagua and has a grinding force. Anything, under such a palm, will be ground into pieces.

Jiuhen's sleeves turned into powder at this moment, and the palms were firmly attached to his forearm.

But Jiuhen's forearm showed a pig iron-like blue color at this time. Blood rushes in his body and internal organs ring. He pushes his forearm with the flow, and resists Clark's extremely domineering palm!

"As Baguazhang talks about domineering, you seem to be a part of the Qi family's father and son!" Jiuhen let out a hearty laugh, and after pushing his forearm horizontally, he followed the trend and turned into a whip hand and smashed his forehead horizontally.

Clark's body was like a spirit monkey, and his movements were like Sun Wukong looked forward with his eyes and covered his hands in front of his forehead. Then he pushed down and blocked him, with the momentum of catching him down!

After Jiuhen's killing move was resolved, he did not hesitate and punched another shot like a big gun, piercing straight into Clark's chest.

However, Clark had already raised his hand and called a "heart-protecting punch" to meet him. With a bang, he stopped Jiuhen's powerful "node" with a powerful "gun" of more than one foot in front of his chest.

The moves of these two people are not complicated or even simple, but their movements are almost at an extreme.

When the master of dark energy watches the battle, he only feels like watching the flowers in the fog, not clear.

When a master of Huajin watches the game, he can barely see the movements, but he feels that he is watching a shadow play, which is hazy and has some truths, but it is difficult to understand.

Only the Danjin masters can see their movements and moves clearly, but the breath operation and the transportation of qi and blood are not very clear. They always feel that there is a film that cannot be seen thoroughly.

And those who can truly see all the tricks are only masters of Qi Shenxian and Zhao Hongxiu.

Which hair on Clark and Jiuheng was moving was in their perception.

Controlling the closure of one's own hair is also an important factor in listening to the force. It can keenly sense the opponent's strike direction and is very sensitive.

Jiuheng made continuous moves, but Clark was orderly, his hands were like iron shields, sometimes punching and sometimes turning into palms, resolving Jiuheng's fierce and vicious killing moves outside his body.

Some Danjin masters were sweating profusely when they saw this, and they couldn't help but put themselves in that position, but they found that no matter whether the opponent was Jiuhen or Clark, they were afraid that they would be beaten to death on the spot within ten moves!

Although these nine hums have not seen the gods, their skills can be described as horror!

Seeing that Clark stopped Jiuhen and was about to take the first move, Jiuhen roared like crazy, raised his right hand and a "hungry tiger pounced on the sheep" was printed on Clark's face!

Clark blocked it with the same monkey-shaped move. Jiuhen followed a leg technique. As soon as he was blocked, he immediately turned around and kicked again.

Seeing Jiuheng persistently seized the opportunity, Clark was not in a hurry, and responded to the opponent's moves one by one, which seemed very calm.

"This person is so terrible. Whether in martial arts or mentality, he was seized by Jiuheng, who was not as good as his skills, but he was not moved at all, and he didn't feel embarrassed in front of everyone, and he still steadily! Such an attitude can be said to be flawless. It is too difficult for Jiuhen to beat him." Zhao Hongxiu spoke at this time, his tone full of admiration for Clark.

A foreigner who practices such martial arts is indeed worthy of respect regardless of his position.

At this moment, Jiuhen felt no joy or sorrow in his heart, as if he had seen through the world and entered Buddhism. His mood was unremitting and he had no emotions.

Suddenly, in Jiuhen's perception, Clark seemed to disappear, and the other person's taste, figure, and aura disappeared in an instant, as if this person did not exist in the world.

At the same time, he felt a slight cold pain coming from his abdomen. Without thinking, he smashed it with a "finger crotch" and blocked Clark's insidious punch with a bang.

Clark's punch came very suddenly and insidiously. On the eve of the launch, he didn't know what qigong or fist stance he used to put himself in Wuji state, making it difficult for Jiuhen to detect it.

Clark's figure suddenly burst out, his arms turned into dragon shapes, and he actually grabbed Xiang Jiu in a two-dragon shape!

Jiu Hum was not afraid at all. The sound of internal organs sounded, and the sound of a tiger roared. His body was like a dragon, or he turned into a giant python, or he became a flying eagle, or a swimming turtle...

The two of them immediately tangled their arms, flipping back and forth, just like an old lady in the park pushing each other, but in fact, the danger here is much more terrifying than just now!

The two are competing for listening to the strength and each other's grasping skills. If they keep "listening" wrong, they will be torn apart by the other party and then pressed to the ground, leaving them to fate.

Even Qi Jingxian couldn't help but ask: "The Zhao family's Tongwen fist is good at capturing it. I wonder how Clark is better than you?"

Zhao Hongxiu said calmly: "It's not weak at all."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The two of them did not move, but their hands were entangled with each other, pushing and tying, and I hit you and transforming. The muscles and bones in their bodies were heard, and the sound of bowstrings swelling. It made people worry whether their big tendons could not bear the force being torn apart.

Clark suddenly pulled his arms back, and his arms became soft as if they had no bones, and his shoulder blades seemed to have disappeared.

"Ba!Ba!"

He whipped his arms down and made the sound of a whip exploding in the air.

The two arms felt soft and weak, but his palms were a blue color like pig iron.

"The arms are like cotton, and the wrists are like iron! This guy is also good at opening up his back!" Zhao Hongxiu blurted out.
Chapter completed!