Chu Yun took a look at the mountain cannon and saw that although he was not tall, his muscles were very solid and he walked calmly without showing off his imposing manner.
Chen Mo said from the side: "Looking at this person's posture, he should be practicing external skills."
The so-called external skill refers to the horizontal training of Kung Fu. People who practice this kind of Kung Fu will have extremely strong defense. If they can practice to the level of a horizontal training master, they will be invulnerable to weapons and bullets, water and fire.
Even if there is no internal energy in the body, relying on this horizontal kung fu training is enough to rival the masters of dark energy.
It's just that horizontal kung fu is difficult to master. In addition to requiring a lot of resources, it also requires extraordinary willpower and continuous physical training every day. Few ordinary warriors can persist.
But once you practice it, it will be terrifying.
The Henglian Grandmaster can withstand large-caliber bullets, even Gatling can't kill him, which shows how strong the defense is.
"How confident are you if you fight him?"
Chu Yun asked.
"If it were before, I'm afraid it would be hard to say, but now, I will defeat him within ten moves." Chen Mo spoke with confidence in his eyes.
Now he is in the late stage of An Jin, and the internal energy in his Dantian is constantly flowing, which is enough to bring out the power of Xingyi Quan. As long as he does not meet the master of Heng Lian, the master of external skills will hardly be Chen Mo's opponent.
Of course, those who can use secret techniques to improve defense are not excluded.
Shanpao raised his hands and walked around the field, winning another round of cheers.
When the atmosphere at the scene became a little quieter, the voice of the commentator sounded again.
"Next, let's welcome boxer King Bo to the stage." The spotlight shined on the aisle on the right.
Then I saw a man with an arrogant face walking towards the ring.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became more fanatical and fierce. Since Bi Yunbo came out three days ago, he has won consecutive games without losing a game.
Even some boxers brought by rich men to challenge him were defeated one by one. For this reason, he was given the title of King Bo, which means that as long as he is in this ring, he is the king.
Ninety percent of these viewers are here for Bi Yunbo.
The people who bought Bi Yunbo's victory in the past two days had already made a lot of money. When the two sides stood in the ring, the audience immediately started placing bets.
"If you get out now, I can spare you, otherwise you will end up like other boxers."
After Bi Yunbo came on stage, he spoke calmly, not taking the mountain cannon seriously at all.
"Hmph, it's you who should get out."
Shan Pao didn't give in at all. If Boss Jiang hadn't let him play, he would have wanted to beat this arrogant boy two days ago.
Although he is somewhat capable, he is still far from being able to defeat himself.
He was very confident in his own kung fu. With his small external skills, he was invincible in this boxing ring. Unexpectedly, someone came to steal his limelight.
This made Shan Pao very unhappy, and he was going to teach this kid a lesson today.
After the referee confirmed that the two were ready, they quickly stepped down from the stage for fear of being accidentally injured.
The next second, the mountain cannon was fired at the person. He took one step forward and punched Bi Yunbo suddenly.
His punch was extremely fast, making a shrill tearing sound in the air. The air explosion filled everyone's eardrums, making everyone even more excited. This is the real master.
As expected of a mountain cannon, this punch really sounded like the roar of a cannon.
The corner of Bi Yunbo's mouth curled up. What's the use of all his brute force? He couldn't even touch the corner of his own clothes. He moved lightly and dodged away.
What he uses is the most basic Qing Gong of the Tang Sect [Stepping on the Clouds and Flying Mist]. Although the Tang Sect's Qing Gong is not taught to outsiders, these basic Qing Gong skills can also be practiced by disciples with foreign surnames.
Bi Yunbo is also very proficient in mastering this light skill, and it is easy to dodge the mountain cannon's punch.
With a slight turn, he was already behind the mountain cannon.
He pressed it with a palm.
When the mountain gunner lost sight of Bi Yunbo, he knew something was wrong. He felt a strong wind coming from behind him, and immediately roared, his muscles all over his body bulged violently, like an inflated rubber ball, trying to resist the palm.
puff!
Bi Yunbo pressed his palm on the back of the mountain cannon, and with a burst of inner strength, the mountain cannon suddenly flew forward as if struck by lightning, and then fell to the stage, with a look of pain on his face.
There was even more fear in his eyes. With his defense, he couldn't block the opponent's blow. How could he be so strong?
The whole place was silent. Everyone saw a handprint being pressed on Shan Pao's back. In just one round, the boxer who had previously dominated the Wansheng Boxing Arena lost.
Jiang Yunshan was also a little stunned. In his imagination, even if the mountain cannon was defeated by Bi Yunbo, it could at least persist with seven or eight moves.
As a result, this move caused him to vomit blood, which was simply terrifying.
But I heard Bi Yunbo say: "Boss Jiang, if you don't have any boxers on the field, then according to the agreement signed before, all this victory will belong to our Tang Sect."
"Who said I'm gone?" Jiang Yunshan looked at Chu Yun and said, "Mr. Chu, look..."
Before Chu Yun could speak, Chen Mo had already stood up and said in a deep voice: "I'm here to meet you."
He hadn't used force with anyone for a while, and his hands were itchy when he saw a master, otherwise he wouldn't have pestered Chu Yun to compete with him in the first place.
Bi Yunbo's strength was so strong that Chen Mo also had the will to fight.
He also knew that Chu Yun's purpose in bringing him to this boxing ring was to allow him to compete with strong men and to temper himself.
With a kick of his feet, Chen Mo had already gracefully stepped onto the ring.
He lifted the hem of his gown, stretched out one hand, and said, "Please."
Since he is a black boxer, he is not so particular and will not tell himself his boxing style and name.
Bi Yunbo didn't look at Chen Mo, but looked at Chu Yun, with amusement on his face: "Are you the Chu Yun who defeated Master Tang Fei?"
Chu Yun ignored him and didn't even bother to look at him. Instead, he focused his attention on a box on the second floor. Jiang Yunshan said that the master from the Tang Sect was in that box.
When Bi Yunbo saw that Chu Yun was ignoring him, his face suddenly turned ugly.
He is a half-step master, but this kid actually dares to ignore him.
Good, very good!
He looked at Chen Mo, with a fierce look in his eyes. This boy is Chu Yun's follower, so let's operate on him and cripple him first, and then deal with Chu Yun.
As soon as he moved, he rushed towards Chen Mo.
Chen Mo was surprised at how fast he was. He immediately concentrated his mind, unfolded his Xingyiquan stance, and struck out with a cannon punch.
Suddenly there was a roar, like the roar of a cannon, with great force. Bi Yunbo did not block it forcefully, but stepped out to the side.
Chen Mo's fist changed, his arms swept across, and the strong wind exploded, just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, it was unstoppable.
However, this horizontal punch did not touch Bi Yunbo. He lowered his back and dismounted, and his punch strength changed again, becoming a collapse fist. With one punch, the mountain suddenly collapsed like an angry one, and the energy in his body surged like a tsunami.
Once it hits the target, all the noise will be released.
"Haha, your speed is too slow."
Bi Yunbo's disdainful voice came from behind. Chen Mo slid forward, twisted his waist, and his fist turned into an electric drill. It was like a giant python biting, digging out the heart and bones. It was already the most penetrating power among Xingyi Fist.
of drill punch.
Bang!
A crisp sound came, and this punch hit Bi Yunbo's palm.
