Jiuheng buckled hard and wrapped his fist, and immediately tried to squeeze his muscles, but he felt the opponent's big muscles bounce, with a strong reaction force, as if to shake his fingers away!
How could Jiuheng lose this hard-won first move?
Another tiger roar came out of his mouth, and he took a step forward. Although it was only a small step, it brought a grand momentum, which did not weaken Clark's feeling at all.
Then, he swung his other hand like a battle ax and hit Clark on the head!
Clark shook Jiuheng's fingers away, and used his whole body's strength to push up with his fist. He chose to punch Jiuheng's fist hard. He was not afraid at all in the fierce competition.
"boom!"
As soon as the fists of the two people met, a deafening loud noise was immediately made. Some martial arts practitioners with lower skills around them couldn't help but retreat, and their eardrums could not bear the terrifying sound waves.
Immediately afterwards, Clark turned his fist into his palm and pushed Jiuheng's forearm.
As the palm pushed, a huge noise was heard, and the surrounding airflow shook violently because of this palm!
This palm belongs to Bagua and has a grinding power. Anything under such a palm will be ground to pieces.
Jiuheng's sleeves turned into powder at this moment, and the palm of his hand was firmly attached to his forearm.
But Jiuheng's forearm turned a green color like pig iron at this moment. The blood in his body was surging and his internal organs were ringing. He pushed his forearm and withstood Clark's overbearing palm!
"When it comes to domineering power in Ba Gua Zhang, you seem to be a step behind Qi's father and son!" Jiu Heng let out a hearty laugh. After pushing his forearm horizontally to push away Clark's palm, he took advantage of the situation and turned into a whip hand.
Smashed it across the head.
Clark's body is like a monkey, and his movements are like Sun Wukong looking forward with his clairvoyance. He puts his hand in front of his forehead, and then presses down and blocks, with the intention of catching!
After Jiuheng's killing move was neutralized, without any hesitation, he punched out again, like a big gun, piercing straight through Clark's chest.
However, Clark had already raised his hand to meet him with a "Heart-protecting Punch". With a bang, he unexpectedly blocked Jiuheng's powerful and heavy "Big Spear Nod" at a distance of more than a foot in front of his chest.
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The moves of these two people are not complicated, even simple, but their movements are extremely fast.
An Jin master watched the battle and felt like seeing flowers in a fog, not clear.
When a Huajin master watches the battle and can barely understand the movements, it feels like he is watching a shadow puppet show, which is hazy and makes some sense but is difficult to understand.
Only Dan Jin masters can clearly see their movements and moves, but the operation of breath and the transportation of blood are not very clear. I always feel that there is a thin film that cannot be completely seen through.
And the only ones who can really see all the methods are masters like Qi Bingxian and Zhao Hongxiu.
Every hair on Clark and Jiuheng's bodies moved, it was within their perception.
Controlling the closure of one's own hairs is also an important factor in Tingjin. It can keenly sense the direction of the opponent's attack and is very sensitive.
Jiuheng continued to attack, but Clark was methodical. His hands were like iron shields, sometimes punching, sometimes turning his palms, and dispelling Jiuheng's dangerous and vicious killing moves outside his body.
Some Danjin masters were sweating profusely when they saw this. They couldn't help but put themselves in that position, but they found that no matter whether the opponent was Jiuheng or Clark, they were afraid that they would be killed on the spot within ten moves!
Although Jiuheng has not met the gods, his skills can already be described as terrifying!
Seeing Clark blocking Jiuheng's punch and trying to regain the upper hand, Jiuheng roared like crazy, raised his right hand, and stamped "Hungry Tiger Pounces Sheep" on Clark's face!
Clark used the same monkey-shaped move to block, and Jiuheng followed up with a kick. As soon as he was blocked, he immediately half-turned around and launched another flying kick.
Seeing that Jiuheng was determined to seize the opportunity, Clark was not in a hurry and responded to all the opponent's moves one by one, appearing very calm.
"This person is so terrible. Whether it is his martial arts or his mentality, he was given the upper hand by Jiuheng, who was not as powerful as him, but he was not moved at all, and he did not feel embarrassed in front of everyone, and he still fought steadily! Such a mentality can be said to be completely unfavorable.
Without any flaws, it is really difficult for Jiuheng to defeat him." Zhao Hongxiu spoke at this time, and his tone was full of praise for Clark.
A foreigner who has practiced martial arts like this is indeed worthy of respect regardless of his position.
At this moment, Jiu Heng felt neither joy nor sorrow in his heart, just like when he saw through the world of mortals and entered Buddhism. His state of mind was calm and devoid of any emotion.
Suddenly, in Jiuheng's perception, Clark seemed to disappear. The other person's smell, figure, and aura all disappeared in an instant, as if this person did not exist in the world.
At the same time, he felt a cold, slight pain coming from his abdomen. Without thinking, he hit him with a "finger-crotch slap", and with a bang, he stopped Clark's insidious punch.
Clark's punch came very suddenly and insidiously. On the eve of launching it, he didn't know what kind of qigong or punch pile he used to return himself to the state of Wuji, making it difficult for Jiu Heng to notice.
Clark's figure suddenly rose up, his two arms turned into dragon shapes, and he grabbed Jiuheng with a double dragon shape!
Jiuheng was not afraid at all, his internal organs were ringing, and there was a roar of a tiger. His body shape might look like a divine dragon, or a giant python, or a flying eagle, or a wandering deer...
The arms of the two people were intertwined, and they were going up and down, just like old ladies pushing each other's hands in the park. But in fact, the danger inside was even more terrifying than before.
many!
The two were competing between Ting Jin and each other's grappling skills. If Jin "heard" wrong, his muscles and bones would be torn apart by the other party, and he would be pushed to the ground. They could only resign themselves to fate.
Even Qi Bingxian couldn't help but ask: "The Zhao family's Tongbei Fist is good at capturing. I wonder how this Clark compares to you?"
Zhao Hongxiu said calmly: "Not weak at all."
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The two of them didn't move, but their hands were entwined with each other. You pushed me, I touched you, and I knocked you into shape. There were waves of bow strings playing in the muscles and bones in their bodies. It really made people worry that their big muscles would not be able to withstand the force.
The power is torn apart.
Clark suddenly pulled his arms back, and his arms became limp as if they had no bones, and the shoulder blades seemed to have disappeared.
"Pah! Pah!"
His two arms whipped down, making a sound like a whip exploding in the air.
His arms felt weak and weak, but his palms were as green as pig iron.
"Arms like cotton, wrists like iron! This guy is also good at crossing his back!" Zhao Hongxiu blurted out.
Jiuheng saw Clark's arms being smashed down with such ferocious force that he could no longer dodge. He simply raised his arms and went up to meet him, preparing for a head-on confrontation. Anyway, he couldn't lose the opportunity no matter what he said!