Tang Xuanming clearly remembered that soon after he came to the tribe, the boy who provoked him most fiercely was this boy.
As a majestic time traveler, of course he would not pay attention to such provocations, well... he would only keep them in mind.
When the hot-blooded young man heard Tang Xuanming's blatant provocation, his face turned red. He jumped out of the crowd and cursed angrily: "I'm going to strip you naked and hang you on the tree in front of the tribe.
I will make you embarrassed to see people in the future, and let you know that it is better for the tribe to be obedient, and we still need to rely on us for hunting in the wilderness."
"come!"
Tang Xuanming maintained a superior demeanor on his face and did not quarrel with the young man. After all, he would have to live in harmony with everyone in the tribe in the future.
But I had decided in my heart to give the boy two more punches, and I would never stop until the boy was beaten to the point where he didn't even recognize his parents.
"I'm trying to scare the monkeys. In order to help these naughty kids learn better, I don't want anyone to jump out and provoke them again and again."
He thought with a smile.
"Don't you need a bone spear?"
Tang Xuanming said slowly, the young man originally had this plan, but seeing Tang Xuanming standing there with empty hands, he swallowed the words in his mouth, and said arrogantly: "I don't need a bone spear to beat you."
"Then I'll take action!"
"Come on, I'm going to teach you a lesson today... ugh."
The young man roared and rushed towards Tang Xuanming. He had mastered the three tastes of hunting in the tribe. He was fast, accurate and ruthless. He could cross a distance of only ten feet in one step, and then came a powerful and heavy punch.
At this time, the smile on the face of the man in front of him had not yet faded, and he seemed to have no reaction at all.
"I'm going to blast you today... poof!"
The young man was overjoyed, and before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and he flew backwards.
And the young man who had always kept a smiling face followed him like a shadow, following him until his body flew backwards, punching him one after another, but not letting him fall from the air.
While punching quickly, he was thinking about some weird words that were incomprehensible.
"Unrecognizable!"
"Give me back my Piaopiao Fist!"
In the eyes of the group of teenagers, Tang Xuanming was able to knock away the most powerful young man among them with just one punch, and that domineering young man's face had become swollen at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
The young man who wanted to teach them the secret technique punched the young man in the face every time, causing him to be thrown away heavily.
After throwing more than a hundred punches in a row, Tang Xuanming stood up with his fists refreshed, slowly pressed down his hands, as if he had completed morning exercises, and let out a heavy breath.
Turning around to face a group of stunned teenagers, he said with satisfaction: "Did you see it? This is the effect of the secret technique."
A group of young hunters nodded in confusion.
Tang Xuan Mingming still felt that he was not too arrogant, so he explained to himself: "His reaction just now was considered to be the best among you, but he couldn't even sustain a single move under my hands."
"The power I use is similar to him, and the specific intensity is at the same level as him, but with the support of secret techniques, my speed and accuracy have been greatly improved."
"During that time, I threw 108 punches in a row. Each punch had a different angle, but they all landed on his face."
boom!
The boy was hit hard on the ground, and he didn't even faint. Tang Xuanming controlled the force just right, only hurting the boy's skin and flesh, not even touching the bones.
The young man's face was swollen like a pig's head, but he was not seriously injured. He still looked at Tang Xuanming unyieldingly.
Roaring and charging at him again, full of the willfulness of a young man.
Tang Xuanming tiptoed, ducked behind the young man, kicked him on the butt, and sent the young man flying high into the air.
His swollen face was also exposed in front of all the hunters. The young hunters took a step back and took a breath of cold air.
The originally delicate young man's face was as round as a watermelon, as if he had suddenly become a fat man weighing 800 pounds and could no longer see his eyes.
There are two big dark circles in the direction of the eyes, as if they have become a national treasure.
Her nose and mouth were swollen to the point of being ridiculous, even plumper than that fertile Erya.
Pihu and a group of adult hunters looked at this scene with smiles. Even though the tall young man was Pihu's son, Pihu didn't mean to be angry at all.
Instead, they cheered: "Fight, beat until death. If you don't teach this damn boy a lesson, he won't know how high the sky is."
"Haha, you can save yourself the night by whipping him, right?"
"This punch is wonderful. It just makes him fly up hard without damaging his bones. Well done!"
"Bring that boy of mine out and give him a good beating, so that he won't have to focus on practicing martial arts every day."
…
It's really enough to have such a group of elders and teenagers at the stall.
The sons of the most ferocious hunters who shouted were trembling and looked beyond recognition. They stood in front of Tang Xuanming, unable to speak clearly. The young man who shouted to Tang Xuanming lowered his head like a quail.
"No, please come again!"
The young man still stubbornly rushed towards Tang Xuanming. Tang Xuanming, who beat him into a pig's head, no longer wanted to tease the poor young man. Before the young man could react, he kicked him out of the team and said calmly: "
You are still far behind now, so you should learn the secret skills from me first."
"Wait until you have learned enough before you consider competing with me. You are really too weak now."
The young man was not convinced and wanted to step forward. Tang Xuanming punched a huge stone next to him. A group of people were shocked to see that Tang Xuanming's entire arm was not buried in the stone.
The young man quickly retracted the leg he had just stepped out, looking left and right, as if the provocative words he had just spoken were not his.
The stone next to Tang Xuanming was basalt, a tool they usually used to intensify their energy, so they all knew the hardness of that stone.
Although they can crack the stone with a full punch, blood will still spurt out from their hands, and it will take a long time to practice.
And there was no way Tang Xuanming could penetrate the stone with his entire arm so easily.
Even the eyes of the hunters who were watching the excitement were widened. Pihu accidentally crushed a stone next to him. He could smash the stone next to Tang Xuanmin with one punch, but there was no way he could do what Tang Xuanming did.
It penetrated the stone without cracking it.
Tang Xuanming saw the eyes of a group of people seeing the monster, and clapped his hands with satisfaction. The group of people stared at his hands with wide eyes, but those hands were intact.
"Next, listen carefully to my explanation of the secret technique. If you can learn it well, it is not difficult to do this."
With such a performance, even the boy who was beaten into a pig's head listened intently, for fear of missing a word.
"To practice this secret art, the easiest way to get started is to let the breath flow between the heart and kidneys..."
Tang Xuanming did not bother with those complicated meridians and acupuncture points. It was too difficult for these barbarians.
But even so, a group of barbarians are still ignorant.
Hemerocallis is familiar with Tang Xuanming, so after Tang Xuanming killed the chicken and honored the monkey, he dared to ask: "What is the heart? What is the kidney?"