Listening to Zhang Ruoyu's words that were extremely self-centered and even a little venting of personal emotions.
Mo Nanfeng knew that Zhang Ruoyu's mentality was a little out of control.
A brave man is indeed very fierce.
But no matter how brave he is, how can he be his father's opponent?
Moguan Mountain is located in the northwest, but it is well-known for its ability to fight. When he was young, he was a master of a famous family.
Apart from anything else, just in terms of height and weight, the two of them are not on the same level.
Can a man named Zhang withstand his father's fist as big as a sandbag?
"Stop talking nonsense." Moguanshan's eyes darkened, and he was full of energy. "I will teach you how to behave on behalf of Demon Han."
call out!
The soles of Moguan Mountain's feet rubbed against each other, and a sharp friction sound broke through the air.
He looked like a fierce tiger, and an overwhelming momentum swept over him.
He is tall, has long hands, and his muscles are as hard as stone.
The finger bones of both hands are covered with thick calluses.
The power of his punch can break even a wall.
How much more so for a young man who wears thin clothes?
The iron fist shattered the air and made a buzzing sound.
Moguan Mountain was very angry during this trip to Binhai, and there had been a long-standing grudge against Mr. Han back then.
With this punch, he only had two parts of his strength left, so he wouldn't die.
But it will definitely hit Zhang Ruoyu hard.
Bang!
Zhang Ruoyu, who was standing on the spot, suddenly exerted his strength.
He raised his hand and punched it hard with his obviously smaller fist.
For just a moment, Moguan Shan frowned, with a look of horror on his face.
A majestic force spread from the fist to the whole body, and half of the body was numb.
My body was in turmoil and shaking.
Moguan Mountain took two steps back, but Zhang Ruoyu did not retreat but instead advanced.
Another punch.
Bang!
Moguanshan folded his arms to block, but still could not completely remove the power of Zhang Ruoyu's punch.
Bang!
Another punch.
Moguan Shan only felt that his arms were filled with blood, as if they were about to explode.
Even the bones felt a sharp pain like fractures.
After three punches.
Moguan Shan was sweating profusely, and his face was no longer arrogant and domineering. His hands were so hard that they drooped naturally as if they had lost all strength.
Mon Nanfeng, who was standing aside, was also dumbfounded.
This Ruoyu is no matter in terms of strength, speed, or explosive power.
He actually suppressed his father with a crushing attitude.
"My hand is not working anymore?" Zhang Ruoyu's face was expressionless, and a cold light appeared in his dark eyes.
When he was grabbed on the shoulder just now, a fighting spirit that had not emerged for a long time arose in his body.
"Then try the legs."
call out!
Zhang Ruoyu rushed forward with a lunge, raised his right leg suddenly, and his rock-hard knee broke through the air, making a roaring sound.
Moguan Shan was in trouble. Facing Zhang Ruoyu's explosive attack, he had to block it with all his strength, but he could not use up all his strength.
Bang!
His chest was severely injured, Moguanshan spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned pale.
The huge body was swaying from side to side and unsteady.
"You're so big and thick, so you don't need to fight?"
Zhang Ruoyu looked at him with contempt and said indifferently: "What a big fool."
Moguanshan's face turned green and he wanted to fight Zhang Ruoyu desperately.
But his arms were swollen and congested, and his body was boiling with energy and blood.
"Dad, don't just take a beating without fighting back!" Mo Nanfeng was anxious. "Hurry up and use your special skills!"
"If we lose to him like this, even the northwest is gone on the map of Lao Mo's family! There is only an ancestral grave left!"
Moguanshan was stimulated by his daughter.
lose?
I have been in the northwest for decades, when have I ever lost?
I always beat others severely. When have you ever been beaten?
"You forced me!" Moguanshan stared at Zhang Ruoyu who seemed to be strolling leisurely.
This grandson is too crazy.
Even though I worked so hard to block, he still pretended to be relaxed, making it seem effortless.
Do you really think that you can defeat me, Moguan Mountain, because of your brute strength, explosiveness, strong physical strength, and your youth?
I have practiced hard qigong!
It was also guided by a famous teacher!
Phew!
Moguan Shan's body was full of breath, and with a muffled groan, his already burly physique seemed to have grown even bigger.
Even the white shirt had several holes opened.
"Toad Kung Fu?"
Zhang Ruoyu frowned and glanced at Moguan Mountain.
"Fuck you! This is hard Qigong!"
Bang!
Moguan Shan suddenly stamped his feet. After the exercise, his arms no longer hurt, and the turmoil in his body also temporarily calmed down.
Veins all over the body are exposed, even the neck has become thicker, and the nostrils are turned out, looking like a bullfight...
Boom!
Moguan Shan raised his palm as big as a cattail leaf fan and slapped Zhang Ruoyu's head violently.
If this slap were to touch Zhang Ruoyu's face, his skin would be torn apart and his head would be moved.
Therefore, Zhang Ruoyu did not let him succeed.
After dodging, he even took a moment to hit Moguan Shan's vitals with a precise punch, breaking two of his ribs.
Click.
The sound of broken ribs seemed to be ringing in my ears.
Moguan Mountain was like an inflated balloon that suddenly deflated.
Phew!
Moguan Shan spat out a mouthful of old blood again, but his whole body froze in place, motionless.
"Dad, how are you?"
Mo Nanfeng observed for a long time and saw that his father was motionless, so he hurriedly stepped forward to find out.
"Don't move..."
Moguanshan was sweating profusely in pain, his nose kept shrinking, and he said in a trembling voice: "It's broken, it's broken..."
