No matter what, he couldn't believe that the ferocious punch he exerted all his strength could not hit Fu Yang at all?!
It was as if there was a solid transparent barrier blocking the two of them.
Let the distance that is only one foot seem as far away as a chasm!
As for the muscular bodyguard and the two brothers Han Bing and Han Huo, they were completely sluggish! They opened their mouths wide, and even drool flowed out of the corners of their mouths and they forgot to wipe it with their hands...
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it."
Situ Tianshuang let out a roar like that of a ferocious beast when it was injured. Using all his strength, he launched a violent storm of attacks towards Fu Yang.
Bang bang bang, bang bang bang!
He was extremely powerful, and his punches and kicks were so powerful that the air exploded, making a dull sound like a car tire exploding.
But……
Still no use!
Fu Yang just smiled and stood there motionless, allowing Situ Tianshuang to attack at will. But he was unable to hit Fu Yang with even a punch or a kick.
"Master Situ, have you... beaten enough? Then, I want to take action?"
Fu Yang smiled slightly.
Then he raised his right hand.
He held out a finger...
The fingertips shone with soft white light, and then slowly outlined a complex Taoist talisman and incantation form in the air!
This is Maoshan Taoism, one finger from the giant spirit!
Originally, Fu Yang said he was using one hand, so he should use the Giant Spirit Punch. However, although his current level of cultivation in orthodox Taoism is at the early stage of Si Lu Zhenren, his combat effectiveness is comparable to that of the middle stage of Si Lu Zhenren.
What if Situ Tianshuang can't stand it if the giant spirit punches him?
So in the end, I used "Finger of the Giant Spirit".
Buzz!
The void vibrated like water waves, and ripples spread. A huge phantom of an index finger appeared in the air. It was about one foot long, and fingerprints could almost be clearly seen on it, just like the fingers of a real giant.
"Oh my god! What, what is this?"
"Can this fucking be martial arts? This is definitely not martial arts!"
The two brothers, Han Bing and Han Huo, roared at the same time. The veins on their necks were exposed, making it difficult to control themselves.
As for Situ Tianshuang, he was completely stupid!
At this moment, he finally understood it completely.
Fu Yang is really not a martial arts master, but...a cultivator!!!
As a person of his status, he has actually been able to partially come into contact with the supernatural world. However, the strength of those who come into contact with it is generally not particularly high.
So just now when Fu Yangling entered the ring empty-handed, he had already felt something in his heart. But in the end, he still didn't dare to confirm it.
But now...
I saw that there was a transparent barrier inexplicably around Fu Yang's body, and he could actually draw talismans in the air and summon giant fingers that were like magic.
He knew how astonishing the other party's identity was and how terrifying his methods were!
The giant spirit flew towards Situ Tianshuang with one finger.
"ha!"
He exhaled like thunder, his muscles all over his body tensed, he was fully focused, and his spirit was highly concentrated. Then he punched a punch that was considered the pinnacle of his strength.
boom!
Situ Tianshuang's fist collided with the fingertips of the giant spirit.
His whole body felt as if he had been hit by a truck with full power, and he felt pain as if his internal organs were twisting. His hands were numb, and then he flew backwards for more than ten meters like a kite with its string broken, and fell down.
on the ground.
When Fu Yang saw this situation, he softly uttered one word: "Get it!"
Then his right hand made a pulling and grasping motion.
The huge finger turned into strands of spiritual power again, and was pulled back by Fu Yang and penetrated into the body - this kind of unspent magical spiritual power can also be recycled.
Thump, thump!
Fu Yang only heard a few sounds of his knees falling to the ground.
Look back.
In an instant, the two Han brothers and the two muscular bodyguards couldn't help but kneel on their knees, trembling all over. At this moment, they knew what kind of person Fu Yang was.
That is... a fairy among the gods in the eyes of ordinary people!
"Oh my god! What kind of terrifying monster did we provoke? No, it's not a monster... we provoked a person like a god. He didn't kill us on the spot, which was already a mercy. How dare we,
How dare you..."
Han Bing's heart felt like he was struck by lightning, and his head turned into paste.
The same goes for Han Huo!
Fu Yang found it a bit funny. These dandy boys would only surrender and feel fear when they encounter someone who completely crushes them.
"Haha, since you're showing off... let's pretend to be a complete one. It'll be more shocking."
Fu Yang found it very interesting.
He just regarded this as a small game to satisfy his own vanity. Young people, anyone who says they don't have any vanity is truly hypocritical and mentally retarded.
Hoo ho ho!
Fu Yang raised his hands, and something even more shocking happened.
All the air around him was condensed towards his head, and instantly turned into hundreds of various weapons. Knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks... eighteen kinds of weapons.
Everything is available.
But they were all condensed from the spiritual power of Taoism. They were like white mist, rising and falling above his head. Covering dozens of meters in radius, it was extremely shocking.
Of course... this just looks more spectacular. In fact, the real power is not great. In actual ascetics fighting, Fu Yang would not be able to use such flashy magic.
"go!"
He waved his right hand forward. All the hundreds of weapons flew towards Situ Tianshuang.
Jingle, jingle, jingle!
All of them surrounded the ground with a radius of dozens of meters around him, attacking like a violent storm.
A few seconds later...
Situ Tianshuang fell to the ground of the arena, his face pale, and his lips were bloodless. His eyes were a little hollow, and he was lost. The floor of the arena with him as the center was already riddled with holes, and there was no good spot left.
!
Fu Yang smiled slightly and seemed a little embarrassed: "Well, I'm sorry, Master Situ, but I damaged some areas of your Taekwondo gym. It will probably cost several thousand yuan to repair it."
As he spoke, Situ Tianshuang woke up from a dream, as if the spirit of returning home suddenly came!
"Situ Tianshuang is short-sighted and has offended the immortal master. Please atone for your sins."
He stood up and bowed, his expression extremely sincere.
If a person is jealous or hostile to someone who is about the same or higher in strength than him or her. But if the gap is so big that it is impossible to estimate, then all that is left is complete awe and surrender.
"Haha! Master Situ, you don't have to be like this. I am not a god. I am just a Taoist. Essentially, I am the same as you. I am also a mortal body of flesh and blood."
Fu Yang walked over with a smile, reached out and patted Situ Tianshuang on the shoulder. (End of Chapter 4)