Savage Iron Fist is a skill that Tamil has practiced since childhood and has been studying for more than 20 years!
This skill has been completely crushed, chewed, and swallowed by him, turning it into a memory in his bones!
When it comes to understanding the Barbaric Iron Fist, Tamil considers himself second. Who dares to consider himself first except the God of War?
boom!
Two fists shining with golden light struck together fiercely.
This time, Tamir stayed still, and the barbarian threw his right fist back, spiraling in half a circle with his body.
In a pure competition of strength, he actually lost!
With his strong body, tyrannical strength, and the blessing of the God of War, he still lost!
If the other party cheats, he will be furious.
However, the other party faced Todoroki head-on in an upright and unpretentious manner.
"ah……"
The barbarian roared, beat his chest, and charged forward again.
Tamir smiled, then ducked into the barbarian's arms and punched him hard on the chest.
boom!
The barbarian who was charging forward froze in an instant, and the tyrannical momentum was centered on his chest, spreading like ripples to his limbs and bones.
His face rippled involuntarily, revealing a mouth of wild white teeth like a beast.
This punch was ten times heavier than the previous short spear and meteor hammer combined!
However, it still doesn’t hurt or itch!
The battle-hardened body not only improves his defense, but also enhances damage reduction, and evenly transmits the attacks encountered to every inch of skin and every piece of tissue.
Save! Accumulate! Counterattack!
From the perspective of barbarians, the enemy's attack is like pushing a slingshot forward. All the power is accumulated, and when it reaches the limit, it is returned in one go.
Defensive counterattack!
Counterattack in the direction of the force transmission, with no loss of accuracy.
Moreover, the time to counterattack is the moment when the enemy's old strength is exhausted, new strength has not yet emerged, and the door is wide open.
A sure hit!
One hit kill!
However, before the barbarian could move, he was hit in the chest by Tailm again.
Inch punch!
There is no need to accumulate force, even if you are close to the opponent, you can instantly explode with tyrannical lethality.
boom!
boom!
boom
After punching three times in a row, the barbarian took three steps back.
However, this is just the beginning of the nightmare.
The characteristic of Wing Chun is that it is continuous and continuous, like rain hitting the banana trees, and like a broken station, it cannot stop at all.
Seeing this scene, Xi Tong couldn't help but think deeply.
When I first passed it on to Tamil Wing Chun on a whim, some people felt that it was a big mistake and that they were helping the author to count the number of words.
However, they don't know what they think.
It is better to teach a man how to fish than to teach him how to fish. What he teaches Tamil is the core essence of inch boxing, rather than specific routines.
Short fighting and quick attack are the core of Wing Chun, and Cunquan demonstrates this essence vividly.
This essence is extremely lethal in the hands of ordinary warriors, but it is still useful in the hands of strong men like Tamil who transcend the mundane and march towards the holy realm, and the effect is even greater.
To put it bluntly, even if you reach the god level, this trick can still be used, and it can even become Tamil's signature - just like the God of War and his brutal iron fist.
Although it is just a small skill, it has unlimited potential and endless possibilities.
This is also the reason why Ouyang Jiangang set up a stage in Jiangwang City and was willing to live an NPC life.
Because this is the key to entering the Tao through martial arts!
Wind vortex!
As soon as Tamil stepped on his feet, the properties of the boots were activated instantly.
The wind force field wandered around him, and gravity loosened its grip.
Tamil popularity increased sharply.
As if with four hands and eight arms, the savage iron fist kept hitting the barbarian's chest.
Even though the barbarian had the defense and damage reduction capabilities of a battle-hardened body, he was still hit by Tailm until his chest collapsed and blood spurted from his mouth.
In just a few breaths, the blood he spurted out almost filled the sky around the two of them.
Tick tock…
At the same time, the first drop of blood had just fallen to the ground.
boom!
Tamir maintained the posture of punching out, and the inertia and potential energy accumulated by thousands of previous punches burst out.
Hee hee hee…
The barbarian's body was cracked all over, and bloody arrows shot out one after another.
His feet lifted off the ground and flew backwards, sweeping dozens of meters along the way.
Tamil gasped.
The blows of the series of violent storms just now were certainly hearty, but the exhaustion on physical strength was also terrifying.
Especially when practicing and using the Chi You Demonic Body, the stomach is like a bottomless pit, never full and never full.
Therefore, Tamil's physical strength was exhausted and there was nothing left to do.
However……
The opponent rolled around on the ground a few times and slowly stood up. Instead of weakening, his momentum became more powerful and fierce!
The barbarian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and the bright red color spread on his cheeks, adding a unique touch of virility to him.
The fighting spirit was like a flame, burning the surrounding air, and even the sight was scalded, distorted, and fluctuated.
A war-loving soul!
The level is unknown, the training method is unknown...
Taimi had only seen the name and description of this skill in the fragments of the technique, but knew nothing about the other contents.
In the past twenty years, Tamil has repeatedly scolded those who tear up books.
I thought I would never find the lost content in my lifetime, but I never expected that I would be able to witness and even experience the war-hungry spirit with my own eyes.
It's just that the experience was a bit less than wonderful.
The war-loving soul escapes the cycle of life and death and fights in the endless hell.
The winner lives, the loser dies!
This is a desperate skill, but it is also a life-saving skill.
Buzz buzz...
The strange power spread out around the barbarians.
The blood spilled on the ground quickly atomized and dispersed in all directions. It was then restrained by invisible forces and manifested in the form of swords, guns, swords and halberds.
Keng Keng Keng Keng…
A weapon-like shape appeared behind Taimuer, like a fence, enclosing the two of them in a small circle with a diameter of 10 meters.
The barbarian gasped, his eyes burning with fighting intent.
But Tamil looked at the dense wounds on the barbarian's body...
"No more bleeding? It seems that all the blood in your body has been drained!"
"I understand, the cost of moving the war-loving soul is to consume all the blood."
Whether it is retained in the body or spilled outside the body.
"You want to kill me, swallow my blood, and restore your vitality, right?"
Hearing Taimuer's words, the barbarian nodded, then roared, stepped forward with his right foot, and raised his arms as if to pounce.
However, Tamil shook his fists.
The barbarian immediately thought of the stormy combo just now, and retracted his arms to block, sealing them in front of his chest.
He didn't know that Taimei had no strength to use the same moves again, but he knew that if he suffered another set of these endless attacks, he would definitely die.
Stalemate!
The hemp pole beats the wolf, both sides are afraid!
But at this time, the halberd-like weapon behind Taimei disappeared from the tip down like quicksand at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this scene, the barbarian became anxious.
He paced around uneasily, a deep growl brewing in his throat.
Soon, one-fifth of the spurge disappeared.
The savage became even more manic, and his desire for life made him overcome his fear of death. He beat his chest with his hands in turn, as if to cheer himself up and be brave.
Tamil waved his hand, and the Joy of Fire appeared out of thin air.
Feeling the threat of the fire's joy, the barbarian's eyes narrowed and he instinctively retreated half a step.
Taimu coughed and said, "Sorry, I got the wrong one."