In the garden, Bachai shook his dizzy head and stood up with some difficulty.
His nose has been completely collapsed, and his originally ugly face has become even more ferocious.
He wiped the blood on his face vigorously, scraping off a layer of tattered flesh, but he didn't even frown, as if the injured face was not his at all.
Staring at the dozens of trees he hit, and looking at the traces of damage caused by being punched away, Bachai not only showed no fear in his eyes, but his fighting spirit became even stronger!
"You are very strong! You are the strongest person I have ever met in my life!" Bachai looked at Han Jiulin and told the truth.
Han Jiulin looked at Bachai coldly and said quietly: "But you are very weak. I have killed hundreds of people who are stronger than you."
"Hundreds?"
Bachai laughed heartily, his tattered face looking even more ferocious: "You may not understand my true strength yet!"
Han Jiulin's expression remained indifferent: "How dare a guy who was knocked away by me with one punch have the nerve to mention his strength in front of me?"
"Then try again!" Bachai laughed angrily, and then his whole aura condensed, his feet stepped out heavily, and he ran towards Han Jiulin like flying!
Halfway there, he twisted his waist and swung his legs, and suddenly threw out a powerful and heavy whip leg. His heel was like a steel whip and kicked straight towards Han Jiulin's temple!
This attack method is one of the most lethal moves against the enemy in the boxing skills Bachhai has learned!
His kick is so powerful that it can break a big tree!
Even if he is swept by the wind of his feet, he is sure to shave off a layer of the opponent's scalp!
Moreover, because he was punched more than ten meters away by Han Jiulin just now, Bachai was disgraced. At this moment, he was furious and excited, and this kick even showed 12% of his peak strength in the past!
When one kick comes out, the wind is whimpering!
Zhou Mingjing, who was watching the live broadcast, felt reassured when he saw this!
He once saw with his own eyes that Bachai used this move to kick a man's head!
He didn't believe that Han Jiulin could withstand such a sharp blow!
Then they saw Han Jiulin standing there, motionless, just watching Bachai charging towards him with an expressionless face.
It wasn't until Bachai's feet came within a foot of his temple that Han Jiulin finally made some move!
puff!
There was a faint sound of a blow!
Bachai's foot kicked Han Jiulin firmly!
However, it is not the head, but the arms raised by Han Jiulin on the side of the head.
His arms blocked Bachai's feet firmly, not moving at all.
Bachai thought that he had succeeded in kicking Han Jiulin in the head, but gradually he realized that the feeling of the blow after the kick was something wrong.
When I turned around, my heart, which was originally so hot, suddenly hit rock bottom.
"This is the second punch."
At this time, Han Jiulin slowly spoke.
After saying that, he punched out again!
"boom!"
Nothing fancy, no starting moves, just a simple punch, hitting Bachhai's back!
Bachai couldn't dodge or stop it, so he received the punch firmly, and his whole body shot forward again!
While flying out, he opened his mouth and vomited out blood!
Although Han Jiulin's punch did not break his spine, it did damage his internal organs!
Bachai flew more than ten meters this time. After landing on the ground, it rolled and rolled like a torn sack. It rubbed a deep mark on the ground and made a hissing sound.
It wasn't until it hit the trunk of a big tree that it stopped with a bang.
Han Jiulin put down his arm, patted the dust on his sleeves, and said quietly: "There is still one punch left. Are you going to come over by yourself, or am I going to come over?"
Bachai looked at the blue sky and felt a little distracted for a moment.
He practiced martial arts since he was a child and was the hardest working among his peers. When he grew up, he fought countless times and came home with great success, winning the title of boxing champion.
However, in his own country, boxing cannot bring him more income.
Moreover, he wanted to meet more martial artists and fight with them, so he came to China, which has been famous for thousands of years.
Now, living up to his expectations, he has indeed met a powerful opponent.
However, after a short confrontation, the other party gave him a feeling of invincibility.
The other party was very strong, a little ridiculously strong, so strong that it made him doubt his life.
"Is there another punch..."
After Bachai spat out another mouthful of blood, his eyes that were gradually losing focus became clear again.
The brightest light flashed in his eyes!
Like the last bit of madness!
He stood up slowly with his palms on the ground, stared at Han Jiulin, and said: "If you can catch my next move, even if you kill me, I will die without regrets!"
Han Jiulin said in an indifferent voice: "I won't cry until I see the coffin."
"Uh-huh!" Bachai gritted his teeth and roared like a beast. He stood there and suddenly punched in the direction of Han Jiulin!
Every punch seemed to burn his cells and sear his soul!
There was an unbearable roar from the limbs and trunk, and the concussive pain came from the internal organs!
However, he didn't care!
His punches became faster and faster, like a violent storm.
Then he shouted loudly, and saw a swirling gust of wind one meter in front of him.
The strong wind took shape, and it felt as if it was blocking the sky and the sun. It swept out with a roar. Wherever it passed, dust was flying, branches and leaves were rolled wildly, and flowers and green grass were all rising from the ground!
Every strand of the wind is like a blade, as if it is condensed from the blade!
Sweeping directly towards Han Jiulin quickly!
A flash of sarcasm flashed in Han Jiulin's eyes, he put his hands behind his back, stepped forward, and walked directly into the strong wind.
The next moment, his entire body was wrapped up in the strong wind and disappeared.
However, immediately after, he walked out of the wind and came to Bachai step by step.
Bachai's eyes gradually widened and he asked dumbfounded: "Why...why?"
How come you were unscathed?"
Han Jiulin asked quietly: "What's the significance of this move you just made?"
"That's the secret of an ancient boxing technique that I inherited from my master, Shensha Lan!"
Bachai gritted his teeth. Even now, he still can't accept that Han Jiulin could walk through the strong wind without any damage.
Bachai's martial arts cultivation, according to the Chinese realm, is already at the pinnacle of internal strength!
He used boxing techniques to generate external forces and communicate internally and externally. The move Shen Shalan he used was already a means of transforming energy.
It's equivalent to crossing a realm and performing extraordinary moves!
After holding it in for a long time, he held back a big move and used an ultimate secret move, but he still couldn't hurt Han Jiulin at all.
It's no wonder that Bachhai lost his mind and was hit hard.
"Shen Shalan?" Han Jiulin shook his head contemptuously and said quietly: "In my opinion, it is simply vulgar and not worth mentioning."
He raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist. He looked directly at Bachai and said indifferently: "One last punch."
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