Chapter 75 Advance to the Finals (Part 2)

The two fists collided together, and the deadly scholar was affected by the strong force. He couldn't help but take a few steps back. There was a slight surprise in his eyes, and he was stunned. Looking at Bruce Lee, Bruce Lee was calm and calm at this time, and

Not even a step moved.

The fatal scholar was a little surprised. He did not expect Bruce Lee to be so strong. Moreover, Bruce Lee was injured. Although he had recovered from the injury long ago, the fatal scholar did not know it.

Deng Deng Deng~

The fatal scholar took several steps back before stopping. Bruce Lee stood still, calm and composed, smiled slightly, looked at the fatal scholar, and didn't say much.

"It's just that you have more strength. It doesn't count. Come again." The surprise in the eyes of the deadly scholar faded away, replaced by a strong fighting light in his eyes. At this time, there was only one word in his heart: fight!

Thinking about it, the fatal scholar thought that Bruce Lee might just be stronger. Plus after being injured, he would definitely be able to defeat him.

Suddenly, a fist shadow tore through time and space, and the fist made a slight sound in the air. It can be seen how powerful the punch was. There was also this light radiating from the fist, and there was true energy on the fist.

I no longer want to fight solely with my body.

The air around him was vaguely rioting. Bruce Lee calmly looked at the sudden movement without any fear, and calmly stretched out his palm. There was an intimate release between the palm and the fist, and there was also a feeling in the palm of the palm.

With Yuan Power, this Yuan Power is relatively hidden. If you don't pay attention, you can't see it at all. However, this does not mean that Bruce Lee's Qi is not good. On the contrary, this Qi is very substantial, and there is a breath all around.

With the sound of breathing, the air seemed to be fluctuating. If the special effects were like in a movie, the air would be wrinkled.

"Ah~"

At the moment when the palm of the hand came into contact with the fist surface, Bruce Lee's palm was slightly bent upward. This move was a hook in Bruce Lee's Jeet Kune Do in his previous life, and it was also one of Bruce Lee's special skills.

The joints of Ming Shusheng's hand also bent upward with Bruce Lee's palm, and there was a creak, followed by the sound of bones being dislocated.

The fatal scholar was in great pain, and the muscles on his face were almost twisted together. No one could imagine what the pain felt like when the joints were twisted and dislocated. This was undoubtedly not like a big stone being broken in the chest, or...

Like breaking your bones with a hammer. The light of confidence in the eyes has disappeared, replaced by fear, real fear. If the previous move was to use brute force to win, then this one

For a moment, if it is said that it is also using brute force, then it is obviously used very skillfully, like four or two lifting a thousand pounds. It originally looked very powerful, but the moment my fist touched, it was like touching something soft.

On top of the cotton, Bruce Lee's wrist was slightly raised, and his fist surface seemed to be clamped, unable to move.

"Let go of my hand!" The deadly scholar said with difficulty. When he spoke, the normal muscles in his mouth suddenly tightened together, and his expression looked very rich, but everyone knows that this

The Fatal Scholar is really in pain.

The deadly scholar only felt a burst of true energy flowing into his arm along with his own meridians. The true energy seemed to be very violent. In his arm, it collided with his original true energy.

With hidden thunder power, constant explosions, his own meridians and blood vessels feel chaotic. No one can bear that heartbreaking pain. Now he urgently needs Bruce Lee to let go of that arm, because he can't

He knew what his arm would look like if he continued like this. He might even become crippled. The true energy was raging fiercely in his arm.

That true energy naturally contains the power of thunder. Thunder power is the most brutal in the world. Thunder is exclusive to God and the gods. Anyone who challenges the majesty of the gods will receive endless punishment. This

This is the meaning of Bruce Lee's true energy, which means that Bruce Lee is not only the descendant of the Dragon Emperor, but also has the majesty of the son of gods in his true energy.

And when this true energy enters the arm of the fatal scholar, it will dominate everything. It will dominate the true energy of this fatal scholar's life. It will dominate all things, and who will control the ups and downs! The fatal scholar believes that if it is a little later,

If divided, this arm will definitely become useless!

"Such a powerful Qi. I feel that the natural Qi in my body is so insignificant. Under this Qi, my Qi seems to have become a slave!"

Bruce Lee smiled slightly and was not prepared to cause much harm to the fatal scholar. This was a competition. Although there were no relatives on the competition field. But this was a wrong statement. Bruce Lee just said that friendship comes first and competition comes second.

Second, he had to defeat the deadly scholar today because of his family's affairs, which related to whether his father could continue to be the head of the family.

Bruce Lee didn't speak. At this moment, Bruce Lee's palm wrapped around his fist and punched him. Just when the fatal scholar thought that Bruce Lee was about to destroy his arm, Bruce Lee's palm slightly grasped the fatal blow.

The joints of the scholar's hands were stretched and lifted, and they creaked again.

It's just that this is not to hurt the fatal scholar, because the fatal scholar moved his arm slightly, and only felt that the original pain disappeared. He knew that his hand joints were not connected. The muscles on his face were twisted together due to pain.

He also stretched out and had a grateful look on his face.

"Thank you, but I have to win this game today, so I'm sorry." The deadly scholar apologized to Bruce Lee. Originally, the deadly scholar should have lost. He knew that if Bruce Lee hadn't been merciful just now,

, this arm has long been disabled now, but the prize for winning this competition is very attractive, and he doesn't want to lose it in vain. The reason why he is sorry is because Bruce Lee helped him heal after injuring himself just now.

Bruce Lee didn't feel much surprise and shrugged slightly. He couldn't just say that he had given up to others. If he showed mercy, they would have to be grateful to him. In the face of this huge temptation, everyone wanted to win this game.

Competition. Even Bruce Lee is no exception! "Use your best tricks. Unfortunately, I have to win this competition today!"

After hearing what Bruce Lee said, what else could Qi Ming say?

The folding fan in his hand opened slightly, and a ray of light shot out from the folding fan. There were calligraphy written in the folding fan. The calligraphy was very sonorous and powerful, and the zhenqi contained in the calligraphy was also very strong.

Strong.

These words cast a shadow in the void and were arranged into one sentence:

Dominate the sky, the dragon is proud of the world. The words are arranged in rows, and strange people will be defeated.

These words were like a spell. After that, these words slowly disappeared and formed into a huge brush. The pen barrel swept across with one blow, sweeping towards Bruce Lee.

Faced with this fierce attack, Bruce Lee never panicked from beginning to end. Although he had used this move many times, it never worked. The sword energy formed a shadow of a sword in the void. This sword was obviously

The shadow of the Ice Soul Divine Sword turned into a supreme sword, and it slashed down, striking the penholder with one sword.

Wow~

All the phantoms in the void disappeared. The fatal scholar saw that his best move was easily resolved by Bruce Lee. His expression of surprise and admiration became more and more serious. When he looked at Bruce Lee carefully, he only found that Bruce Lee's footsteps had been standing still.

Staying in place without moving more than half a step.

"god!"

Suddenly the scholar shouted loudly, and a brush appeared on his right hand. The brush kept drawing in the air, and suddenly wrote a big character: God. This word "God" shone in the void. Bruce Lee looked at this

The situation was a bit surprising. He didn't expect that his true energy could write in the air. He really didn't know!

"Soldiers!"

But after just writing one word, the pen in the fatal scholar's hand did not stop there and continued to write the next word in the air.

"cloth!"

"List!"

"exist!"

"forward!"

The deadly scholar wrote six consecutive words in one breath. These six words were arranged together and emitted light. Then these words, thinking of Bruce Lee's impact, Bruce Lee's pupils shrank slightly. He felt that the momentum of these words was not small and should not be underestimated.

watch for.

"Arakawa Fist!"

Bruce Lee shouted loudly, jumped in the air, and kept waving his fists. The momentum around him was so fierce that even the face of the person doing it changed slightly, because this momentum made him feel like he wanted to surrender.

"What a terrifying state he has grown to in the past two months." Li Mu's eyes were full of surprise and fear. When he thought about how terrifying Bruce Lee's current strength was, and when he thought about how he had become an enemy of Bruce Lee, he felt a sense of fear, and his body

I had a chill, and just relying on my strength to crush myself to death was easier than squeezing an ant to death.

fear!

"What a terrifying momentum! Such powerful boxing skills!" The people below were also surprised and shocked. They all felt that there was a strong fighting spirit and murderous intention in the air, and they almost surrendered. Moreover, this momentum

It's obviously more powerful than just now.

"It's so scary!" The one who was most surprised was Li Qianshun. After two months, Bruce Lee's strength had obviously improved a lot. He couldn't even make a move in his hands. His pupils shrank slightly, but there was a thought in his eyes.

He also flashed a look of pride, this Bruce Lee was his son, and there was nothing more joyful and proud than seeing his son grow up.

She had not felt much in Qiu Yu, but she had already seen Bruce Lee's powerful momentum in the past two months.

In the void on the field, Bruce Lee's figure kept jumping and waving his fists. These fist shadows kept colliding with the fonts, and he used three punches. Bruce Lee didn't even feel it when these three punches were used.

How uncomfortable it is, this is also because Bruce Lee's meridians and Qi are constantly getting stronger. This is the benefit brought by the thunder seeds.

Bump!

After three punches were struck, all the words in the void disappeared and turned into fragments in the air. Suddenly Bruce Lee's fist turned into a palm and attacked among the fragments. The energy on the palm was very powerful, but

It was much smaller than before, and the direction of the attack was clearly the deadly scholar's chest!
Chapter completed!