I care about you like a mountain, I can collapse it with just one punch!
Even Long Xuanyuan in front of him felt as if his arms were about to be dislocated the moment he was touched by Lin Changan's long fist, which was extremely painful.
"Don't you think your boxing skills are very strong?" Lin Changan smiled faintly.
This is really asking for death. If you talk about other aspects, if you don’t practice and only have theoretical knowledge, you may be really lacking something, but when it comes to boxing?
Ah!
"Boom!" Lin Changan's boxing skills scattered like pear blossoms in a rainstorm. The speed was so fast that it exploded. In just an instant, he threw out nearly ten punches. The wind of the boxing roared, carrying a powerful force of boxing rules.
Aren’t you close to the artistic conception of boxing?
Sorry, Lin Changan's artistic conception has come into contact with the laws of boxing. If he wants to, if his realm allows, he can perfect the laws to the limit in an instant.
As for what a boxing master is?
Sorry, Lin Changan is at the level of the founder of boxing!
"Boom!"
The Chang Fist was like wind and rain rolling down. In terms of fist style and fist intention alone, Long Xuanyuan was simply beaten.
Long Xuanyuan suddenly felt aggrieved. He had obviously practiced boxing for more than ten years, but now, he was suppressed by Lin Changan in front of him and could not even lift his head.
"W-what on earth is going on?"
He was confused and confused, and his mentality was completely broken.
This is the field he is best at, but now, he has been crushed to the extreme.
"hiss!"
This scene made many disciples take a breath of cold air. As long as they were not blind, they could see that they were being suppressed to the extreme, simply suppressed by boxing.
"This, this Long Xuanyuan has clearly understood the meaning of the fist, but he is still so completely suppressed by Lin Changan. Could it be that this Zhendong King is still a hidden master of boxing?" A disciple murmured in his heart.
Now, Long Xuanyuan in front of him was suppressed by Lin Changan, unable to raise his head.
Mo Changfeng, who was still feeling triumphant at first, froze on his smile on the spot, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Damn it, what kind of monster is this kid? His boxing skills are even invisible to me!" Mo Changfeng's face was extremely ugly. He stared at Lin Chang'an in front of him. Although his boxing skills,
He didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that even if he watched it, he could learn something and make progress.
This is definitely the great master of boxing, the ancestor of boxing!
"You can't be so amazing when you start practicing boxing in your mother's womb at the age of sixteen, right?" Elder Zixiang was speechless, feeling deeply frightened.
As for the other elders beside them, although they did not speak, the admiration in their eyes did not drop at all.
As for Elder You Ran, he has already clenched his fists and secretly made a plan in his heart. When the inner disciple competition is over, he will not say much else, but he must fight for the elder Wu Xin in front of him.
Damn it, I can't do this shit.
The fist wind fell like raindrops. The strength of Long Xuanyuan in front of him clearly suppressed Lin Changan by two levels, but Que was still suppressed by Luna Changan's boxing skills.
This is because Lin Changan's spiritual power is too condensed. Do you really think that all his efforts in condensing spiritual power are in vain?
Raise an army for a thousand days and use it for a moment!