Leopard-shaped boxing is a southern boxing technique, and the attack power is mainly concentrated on the two leopard claws.

What is pursued is speed and the concentration of attack power.

Take the aggro attack directly, resist the attack and take it skillfully...

Zhao Bao's body suddenly moved, and he rushed forward. The five fingers of his right hand bent and hooked, like a leopard's claws, and in an instant he had caught Zhang Kun's throat.

The left hand hooks diagonally behind the wrist, protecting it in front of the chest, and has infinite back moves.

Although Zhang Kun has never seen Leopard Fist, his advantage in agility is reflected in his improvement to sixteen points.

Not only is his speed not at all slower than Zhao Bao, his brain nerve reactions and dynamic visual reactions are also much faster than his opponent.

The world's boxing techniques never change without departing from their roots.

What is compared is vision, reaction, speed, strength, and skill.

As soon as Zhao Bao moved, he could see through the truth.

Strictly speaking, Zhao Bao's level of strength is in the same level as his own. When taking action, he focuses on the upper limbs and less on the lower limbs, focusing on offense and light on defense.

This may be due to the characteristics of the boxing itself, or it may be due to Zhao Bao's own boxing training habits.

All kinds of thoughts only flashed through Zhang Kun's mind.

The upper body is like a willow swinging in the wind, as if frightened by the claw wind of Zhao Bao's "Golden Leopard Throat Locking Claw", it leans back with the wind...

Under the robe, one leg was already hanging out like a yellow dog peeing.

"Click..."

Liuhequan focuses on being first when throwing punches. It focuses on encircling, blocking, intercepting, blocking, calculating step by step, and seizing the first move.

Although it is a foreign boxing method, the masters who practice this boxing basically look like reckless men. However, when they fight, they are really smart.

At this time, what Zhang Kun took was the "Ka" character in Liuhe Xinyi Jue.

If you hit me, you have to move your steps and move your body forward.

Your attack is strong, I won't block the strongest point, only attack the weakest point.

Zhao Bao raised his leg and handed over his hand. Before his hand touched the skin of Zhang Kun's throat, the supporting leg below was broken at the knee level and bent backwards. When his hand went soft, he let out an earth-shattering scream.

The leopard's claws hang down weakly.

"I've tolerated you for a long time."

Zhang Kun succeeded with one leg and retracted his left leg, like a roly-poly, leaning back and swinging back.

The chicken steps under his feet are extremely dexterous, his body moves forward quickly, his breath is like an arrow, his punch breaks through the wind and roars, and...

Hit Zhao Bao hard on his Adam's apple.

"Well……"

Zhao Bao's eyes were wide and bulging like a big dehydrated frog.

The center of his neck had been broken by a powerful punch, and his cervical vertebrae protruded backwards. He opened his mouth wide and only knew how to inhale frantically, but blood poured out of the corners of his throat and mouth like it was free.

"You like killing people so much, have you ever thought that you only have one life?"

Looking at the shock, fear and grievance in Zhao Bao's eyes.

Zhang Kun sneered.

His eyes were contemptuous, like looking at a dead dog.

"Zhang Kun..."

Qiu Yulin was extremely angry.

He didn't expect that his "good friend" who he entertained so diligently would die just like that because of a trivial matter.

Death is as light as a feather and has no value at all.

The most unbearable thing is that the other party still dies in front of him, but he doesn't react at all.

The ones who took action were hand-picked by name.

Is this really unreasonable?

Qiu Yulin didn't stop shouting and took action with anger.

The punch was like an arrow, and it had already hit Zhang Kun's vest.

His fists were punched in succession, his feet were raised and lowered, as if he were stepping on mountains and dancing in mountain streams.

The whole person stretches out his arms and shrinks his neck, like an old ape...

The white ape chases the wind, chase the wind and fight quickly.

Qiu Yulin was born in a farm family at the foot of Mount Emei. When he was young, he had a very wild temperament and ran around in the mountains and hills.

Somehow, he caught the attention of the Emei monks and learned a set of Emei wind-chasing quick hits.

His body is thin, his arms are long, his body is agile and quick, and he is very suitable for this boxing style.

After practicing hard for ten years, I realized that I had mastered my magic skills and walked around the world.

I also made a lot of friends and wanted to stand out, so I was introduced and joined the Yuanshun Escort Agency.

Being in the capital here, whether you are an official, make a fortune, or become famous, you always have to be more convenient.

As soon as Qiu Yulin made a move, Zhang Kun felt a chill in his vest, waist, kidneys, and back of his neck, and a green shadow was like a maggot attached to the bone. No matter how he retreated and dodged, it was stuck three feet away from his back.

'Get close to the enemy and take risks, attack with force and strike quickly.'

The opponent is good at body skills and uses clever combinations of moves.

Zhang Kun knew that hiding was impossible, and speed was the best option.

He stopped hiding now, made arcs with his hands, was weak and boneless, and turned around forcefully.

Qiu Yulin's three punches and eighteen moves all hit Zhang Kun's palms, entangling them with force, blocking and blocking...

[Golden Thread Wrap Willow]

Well, if you are fast, let’s not compete with you in terms of speed or change of moves... It’s better to use slowness to defeat fastness and use force to defeat cleverness.

Zhang Kun's arms were like silk, locking the space three feet in front of him. Qiu Yulin's punch could no longer come out.

The more he fought, the more anxious and angry he became, trying to break through the interception.

But he saw the pair of web-like hands in front of him suddenly stopped.

Before he could rejoice, Zhang Kun suddenly took a step forward and punched him in the chest, roaring like a landslide.

Leap and punch.

Five steps to reach the sky, one step and one punch.

Beng Beng Beng Beng...

Zhang Kun's punches were heavier and harder than the last.

There is quite an indomitable tendency to move forward.

Defense is for better offense.

He didn't even think about taking advantage of the situation. He attacked with force and threw out five punches. No matter how he blocked or took Qiu Yulin, he couldn't avoid a heavy blow to the head.

The blocking hands were already exhausted from the heavy punches, and the body was numb.

"court death!"

Qiu Yulin's eyes turned red.

A fierce light flashed.

He has been famous in the world for many years. Not only his cultivation level, but also his practical experience and proficiency.

Unexpectedly, the eighty-year-old old man fell into disrepair and was beaten into disgrace by an unknown person who had just joined the escort agency.

Not only did they not gain any advantage, but they fell into a critical situation.

He is used to seeing danger, and he has never had any idea of ​​a fair fist fight.

When he saw something bad, he immediately held the double Emei thorns on his shoulder with his backhand.

I can't fight with fists. I have a weapon in my hand. How can you hit me with your fists?

"It's too late."

Zhang Kun sneered.

He leaned forward slightly, running like a tiger or an ox, his speed suddenly accelerated to nearly double, and his hands had already touched Qiu Yulin's arms and elbows.

Tear with sudden force.

Buzz…

The big tendons move like a bowstring buzzing.

The sound of clicking is endless.
To be continued...