But now the opponent caught his heavy punch, and he was aware of it. Every time he collided, he felt the impact of two forces in tandem.
"The first level is the external appearance of flesh and blood. After reaching the peak, a force will be generated. Could it be that the second level is the same for the internal appearance of the internal organs? The two forces burst out at the same time, which can increase the strength by as much as 100%."
While thinking, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of Zhuang Wuming's mouth. He moved his feet and was in front of Wan Zeming in a flash.
He punched out and pointed directly at Wan Zeming's chest.
The punch comes out like a mountain, with great force and force.
The air trembled under this punch, and a vacuum explosion made Wan Zeming's complexion change.
He raised his left hand and blocked the punch from bottom to top.
The internal organs of his flesh and bones vibrated, and two layers of energy spurted out from his palms.
Bang
His expression changed. He couldn't resist it at all this time. The moment his left hand came into contact with Zhuang Wuming's right fist, his two layers of energy were instantly shaken away like spring white snow.
Pressing down his fist, Wan Zeming's face turned red, and he raised his right arm to fight the fist.
But this punch was too heavy, and the huge force caused Wan Zeming's bones to tremble and make a cracking sound. It seemed that his entire body would be broken in the next moment.
"唔"
With a loud shout, Wan Zeming exhaled loudly, lowered his legs into a horse stance, and force rose from his feet. The muscles transmitted force from the soles of his feet, along the bones and muscles toward his hands.
At this moment, his arms turned completely black and red, and a power that exceeded three times his own limit exploded, and Zhuang Wuming's punch was finally blocked.
A strange color appeared on his face, and a sneer appeared on Zhuang Wuming's face.
A black shadow rose from below him and pointed directly at Wan Zeming's chest and abdomen. This kick was so tricky and fierce that if it hit Wan Zeming, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die, and he might even lose his skills.
When Wan Zeming saw this blow, his expression was horrified. His feet shook and he was about to retreat, but he was shocked to find that his legs had actually been deeply inserted into the ring floor.
After a moment's delay, Zhuang Wuming's kick was already in front of him. At this critical moment, Wan Zeming burst out with his experience in many battles.
His body was twisted irregularly, starting from the waist, and his body moved an inch to the left, just avoiding the place where Zhuang Wuming's toes exert the greatest force.
At the same time, both hands pressed down on Zhuang Wuming's foot, and huge power exploded between the two of them.
boom
Wan Zeming flew up under Zhuang Wuming's kick, leaping two meters high, and countless debris fell from his feet.
But with the help of Zhuang Wuming's leg, he pulled out of the ring and jumped high at the same time.
Seeing Wan Zeming jumping out of the restraints with his own strength, Zhuang Wuming also showed a hint of fighting spirit in his eyes.
As soon as his feet hit the ground, the arena shook. Zhuang Wuming jumped up, punched into the sky, and hit Wan Zeming in mid-air.
There is no way to use force in mid-air, so the opponent can only resist forcefully.
However, Wan Zeming, who was in the air, seemed to have expected it. His body turned over in the air and huddled up.
The next moment, his whole body shook with strength, and his strength flowed, kicking towards Zhuang Wuming.
This kick was extremely ferocious, infused with Wan Zeming's lifelong experience and strength, and even Zhuang Wuming had a tragic feeling.
The two of them collided with each other again in mid-air. They were both volleys, nothing fancy, just head-on attacks.
This time, Zhuang Wuming fell heavily on the ring due to the huge force. Wan Zeming's whole body was shaken and flew up, falling towards the outside like a boulder.
Wan Zeming took a deep breath in the air, shifted his center of gravity downwards, and struck a thousand-jin drop with one move. He wanted to fall before falling off the field.
His figure fell rapidly, and seeing that Wan Zeming was about to land safely, Wan Zeming's eyes showed a hint of joy.
As long as you don't fall off the stage, there's still a chance for everything.
A dark shadow had arrived in front of him at some point, with a cold look in his eyes, "You'd better get out."
Wan Zeming's expression changed drastically, and only then did he notice that Zhuang Wuming was already rushing towards him as soon as he landed, faster than he was in mid-air, and he was already in front of him.
At this time, his strength was exhausted, and he could only watch as Zhuang Wuming lightly slapped him with his palm, unable to resist it at all.
puff
Huge power struck, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out from Wan Zeming's mouth. He lost all his strength and fell heavily towards the ring.
At this moment, a figure rushed out from under the ring and met Wan Zeming in mid-air.
But it is one of the three great teachers, Meng Qianlong.
Meng Qianlong could see clearly from under the ring that Wan Zemin displayed his kung fu to the fullest and was remarkable, without making any mistakes. The only mistake was that the opponent was too powerful, and he completely defeated skill with force.
He easily neutralized all Wan Zemin's techniques, and finally slapped him away with a palm, forcing him to rescue him.
Catching Wan Zemin with one palm, Meng Qianlong's expression changed, and a huge force rushed into his body like an overwhelming force, making him unable to support himself under this huge force.
His body trembled and he tumbled out of the air. He stepped on the ground and swayed three times in a row before he stopped.
At this time, Wan Zeming had already landed on the ground, staggering back under his feet, his face turned white. However, because Meng Qianlong helped him share some of the strength just now, he did not fall to pieces.
Zhuang Wuming stood on the ring and did not pursue. He watched Wan Zeming land with indifferent eyes, "Good work."
Wan Zeming smiled miserably, "No matter how good your skills are, you can't stop the chairman's three punches and two kicks."
"I am convinced that I lost."
Looking at Lao Xing aside, he was already holding a wooden box.
"Old Xing, give the secret record of boxing to the chairman."
When Lao Xing heard this, he nodded and threw the wooden box towards Zhuang Wuming without any nonsense.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in the Black Mountain Security Company. You can just carry on as usual."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and greeted Butler Fang, then headed for the exit.
After getting the things, he has no interest in staying here at all.
Meng Qianlong, Wang Yuanhai, and Lao Xing came to Wan Zeming, and only heard Meng Qianlong's deep voice, "Lao Wan, let's just forget it? He was too harsh."
Wan Zeming shook his head, "My skills are inferior to those of others. If you lose, you lose. And he has been merciful. Otherwise, do you think I just vomited a few mouthfuls of blood?"
Wang Yuanhai looked at Wan Zeming, "You are vomiting blood so badly, are you really okay?"
"It's okay. I was just shocked inside. I just need to recover for a few months. His power is too great. If he really hits hard, I will be cut into two pieces on the spot."
Hearing this, everyone was shocked and looked at Wan Zeming in disbelief.
"It's bigger than you think. When I punched him, it was like being hit head-on by a car," he said, raising his hands.