Chapter 112 Techniques
Chapter 112 Techniques
Chapter 112 Techniques
"The game is over."
Phoenix caught Fan Ma's straight punch with a single finger, but in return, the ground beneath her feet shattered into sand and gravel.
This is Tai Chi, and it represents an extremely high level of mastery.
However, the phoenix did not call it Tai Chi. This technique of transforming force was already in use long before the concept of Tai Chi was born.
In the Feng family, they are more accustomed to calling this "energy elimination".
The meaning is to eliminate brute force.
Phoenix possesses eight hundred years of martial arts experience. Wudang was founded three hundred years ago, and the art of power reduction has been developing for five hundred years in Wu's memory.
She can catch lateral forces with her hands and, through the skin, fascia, and bones of her entire body, completely deflect the force vertically, then guide it to the ground through her feet.
Highly pure energy dissipation can not only defend against attacks.
Since one can disperse force completely from a single point, one can also do the opposite and concentrate all the force of the body into a single point.
It was still the foot that was stepping on Vanma's knee.
The kick just now only bent his knee.
Without any exertion of force, the situation changed drastically in the next moment.
That tiny foot, wrapped in a cloth shoe, seemed to weigh a ton, sinking into Fan Ma's flesh, which was tougher than cowhide and harder than steel.
"Crack!!!"
This was perhaps the most painful experience Fanma had ever had in his life. He screamed with a ferocious expression, broke free by stomping on the ground, and took several steps back to create distance.
A barely perceptible smile played on Huang's otherwise indifferent face. "What, even a powerful man like you has to keep your distance from weak women?"
Fan Ma clutched his knee with a ferocious expression.
"His leg is broken!"
Keen-eyed observers noticed that Vanma's knee had bent to an abnormal angle, clearly indicating that it was broken.
The loss of a leg obviously weakens a martial artist's combat ability.
"Indeed, the martial arts of the Central Plains are still the most profound and extensive, and cannot be compared with those of the barbarians."
Fan Ma gritted his teeth, his thick canines as large as a lion's fangs.
He grabbed the knee, pushed hard, and pushed the completely deformed knee back into place.
He then lifted his leg and kicked twice in the air, having fully regained his mobility.
Sheng Wansong curled his lips. From the moment he discovered the existence of internal energy cultivation in this world, he knew that this world and his previous life were just a similar but not identical world.
The people in this world appear to be human, but in reality, the world they created was built by extraterrestrials.
In his previous life, he had never seen anyone who could restore a torn ligament by simply pushing it back in with their hands.
"I admit you're a strong person!"
Van Masr made his first public appearance today since resuming operations.
Standing with legs straight and arms outstretched to the sides, the seemingly vulnerable stance exudes an unusual sense of power and intimidation.
"What kind of setup is this?"
Some people were surprised and doubtful, while others found it amusing.
Yuanjue clasped his hands together, "This is the stance that Benefactor Fanma used to break my Shaolin Subduing Demon Formation."
Sheng Wansong realized something; in his previous life, he often watched documentaries like Animal World.
The fighting techniques used by Fanma are very primitive.
Small animals like raccoons will raise their arms to appear taller and bigger to intimidate predators when they encounter danger.
Human ancestors, when hunting prey, would also spread their arms to intimidate their opponents, drive them away until they were exhausted before killing them.
Fanma's posture is a continuation of the posture of primitive humans.
His race probably did not form a concept of nation, but still existed in the form of tribes.
Judging from Fanma's appearance, he probably has a highly mixed bloodline of Neanderthals and other races.
"roar!"
As Sheng Wansong pondered, the air exhaled by Fanma stirred up a gust of wind, like a thunderclap from the heavens, and a pungent, foul stench accompanied by his roar swept in all directions.
Those with weak minds were terrified on the spot, foaming at the mouth and fainting.
Huang raised her sleeve to cover her nose. "You have bad breath. You really are a barbarian."
A battle cry is a howl used to intimidate the enemy and boost one's own morale.
Van Ma's war cry has more than just this effect.
His red hair broke free of the vines, standing upright like stalks of straw rising from the ground.
Fanma's skin was covered with a reddish sheen, reflecting sunlight and shimmering with a metallic luster.
Upon seeing this, Qingxiao immediately questioned the old monk beside him, "Yuanjue, didn't you say this barbarian doesn't know internal energy?!"
Yuanjue remained calm and composed. "I am certain that Vanmasch has no internal energy. This is probably some kind of ability beyond our comprehension."
"It's not about exceeding, it's about forgetting."
When the top commentator Zhu Wu pointed out the error, he smiled and shared his insights.
"The fighting method is a very ancient fighting method. Only when both the body and the fighting spirit reach their peak can they be integrated to stimulate the fighting spirit."
"The earliest verifiable internal martial arts technique originated in the Shang and Zhou dynasties and was created by King Wu."
"Before that, our ancestors relied on combat techniques to fight wild beasts and conquer nature."
"However, combat techniques are difficult to obtain, with only one in ten thousand being able to acquire them. Moreover, they cannot heal injuries, expel toxins, or prolong life, so they have gradually been replaced by internal energy."
"But precisely because the Battle Technique lacks these additional effects, all its power is concentrated on destructive force, possessing destructive power far exceeding that of internal energy."
Zhu Wu recalled the dossier he had seen and slowly said, "When the Great Liang Dynasty was first established and was expanding its territory, it encountered a long-haired savage in the southern border. At that time, Zhu Taizu was already a celestial being and personally took action to form a battle formation with 100,000 troops. Only after paying a heavy price did he kill that savage."
He didn't lower his voice, so everyone heard what he said.
As the stench gradually dissipated, Huang lowered her sleeves and parted her lips slightly: "You're done calling out, now it's my turn."
A surge of inner energy was brewing within her chest; she was determined to surpass men in every aspect, even in the volume of their voices.
"Hey!"
The phoenix raised its head and cried softly, its white neck trembling slightly, its sharp cry sounding like the gentle chirping of a phoenix.
The tone is sharp and high-pitched.
Compared to Van Ma's roar, the sound was not loud.
It seems that he lost out in terms of volume.
But soon, the heroes on the scene discovered something astonishing.
Fine cracks appeared on the red gold plating on Fanma's body, but what was even more terrifying was his back.
The roof tiles of a building dozens of meters away shattered instantly, turning into a cloud of dust that was scattered by the wind amidst the screams.
In common knowledge, sonic kung fu is a martial art that spreads in all directions, exerting its effects through huge sound waves or specific tones.
The phoenix's cry was not loud and only affected the fan-shaped area in front of it.
"It's ultrasound."
Sheng Wansong looked at Huang's gently open mouth.
What amazing vocal skills are required to create such high-frequency sound waves by vibrating the throat and tongue at high speed?
Huang slowly closed her mouth, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, and gently wiped away the slight drool that had seeped from the corner of her mouth.
Before him, Fan Ma was bleeding from all seven orifices and was delirious.
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