Wu Guangzhen’s distance from Zhou’s corpse has been less than two feet, and he has withdrawn from ten steps.
The cloth bag also tied the forearm around the corpse. When his palms turned to the lower abdomen, the cloth bag fell off his forearm.
Gray-blue cloth bags have infiltrated the ground, and dew and broken grass branches and leaves appear darker.
Zhou resin didn’t pursue two palms up, index finger lit his left and right temples and shook his head slightly.
There are more precious and familiar things, and external pressure has accelerated the speed of uncovering that fog.
"Do you have such strength without healthy seafood?"
Wu Guangzhen gave off a taste and inexplicably felt that his nose had shrunk and he had seen the other side’s state. A kind of piety in the face of the strong made him look solemn as if he were staring at a hundred statues of gods and buddhas in a thousand-year-old temple.
"Zhou corpse!"
Zhou corpse shook his head and stopped staring at the man ten paces away.
Wu Guangzhen’s left arm wobbled for a while, and then the left shoulder collapsed. The length of the arm seems to have increased by three inches, and the sleeves are now close to the elbow position.
All the joints of his hands have been dislocated, but there is no pain. He leans against his body and shakes his arms slightly.
Hold your hands high as if you were about to bow down to the Buddha.
He solemnly repeated the name "Zhou corpse", which has just been stained with one person’s blood. The jungle has an atmosphere close to the temple forest. "It took me 30 years to complete it."
Hundreds of meters away, the fog hasn’t thinned yet. How far is it? When Ann died, it was less than ten breaths.
Wu Guangzhen has just landed less than ten opponents in the sunshine.
"I don’t know the future yet, but my past life can almost be condensed into this blow."
"Please learn"
Chant as low as a Buddhist sutra, and then hold up two arms to "squeak" and twist.
Cai-yun Tang holding the hilt finger a tight.
Not far away, the man turned left from his shoulder to his palm, and his left arm turned left and his right arm turned right in an instant, which was smooth and natural. The horror turned seven 360 degrees.
Chapter 126 Seek defeat and lose.
What kind of force is the most destructive?
Or how to maximize the damage of the limited force when the force that the human body can reach is limited?
Some people believe that it is necessary to attack the vulnerable parts of the enemy by infiltration.
Some people think that the most unified impact is the best way to play, and it is most suitable for boxers to get rid of all the fancy changes and make the impact reach the maximum value.
There are many answers, such as whipping hands, bouncing legs, stabbing feet, biting with both hands, strangulation with long arms, etc. Most of these boxing moves are given by boxers of past dynasties after thinking about this question.
And Wu Guangzhen’s answer is-spiral!
Spiral force has enough penetration, enough expansibility and even can accelerate.
Spiral strength is the final answer.
So how can we expand the spiral power mode to the highest level?
If you want to play spiral power, you must try to rotate in the opposite direction before punching again.
The rotating parts of human body are all carried out by joints, but the rotation angle of bones is far more tolerable than that of muscles without the same degree of exercise.
So he looked for a way to get rid of the shackles of bones and really reach the limit of human rotation.
This road of searching is full of hardships. He has studied hard, and his skill of shrinking bones is not limited to boxing. He also studied and treated bone medicine. He even visited the distinguished people in the court to perform the "dancing girl". A very few of those dancers mastered the skill called "bone-breaking dance", which can make the human body make all kinds of unnatural movements, and even make the bust twist directly and backward, which is like a broken waist and full of horror and beauty.
But this kind of dance obviously can’t directly hit people.
He spent decades practicing many things that shouldn’t appear in martial arts by himself, which made the martial arts school and yiguang brother feel worried and afraid every day.
Finally, one day, Wu Guangzhen completed his envisaged skills in front of the statue of King Jin Shen Ren with clay tires.
That is-
"Luohan Ren Wang Quan!"
The ground is dull because of a person’s progress, but it can ring far away.
Where Wu Guangzhen’s feet stand, there has been a vortex mark with the farthest wave up to three meters away. In this range, a chopped grass and gravel on the ground all conform to the strength texture and pose this beautiful pattern.
The spiral force mode reflects every part of his body at this moment.
He is like a dumpling that is turning his body over the turbid torrent and is about to melt.
If it is said that when he moves forward, his body drives the airflow to leave the grass on the ground as if it had been cut by a sharp knife, then this time when he crosses this distance, the grass on the ground seems to have been run over by a big millstone.
Six feet away from Zhou’s corpse, Wu Guangzhen raised his head and turned to the limit. His arms were released.
As soon as his fist climbed to the highest speed, the iron gyro screamed and turned.
