Naba's 108-handed hands, also known as Naba's 100-step combo strike.

This technique is considered to be the highest level of battle and grouping among the Tang Hand Hard and Soft Liu, Dong Enliu, and Dong Liu. It contains two techniques: 100-step combo and 10-step sacrificial energy-swalking and fighting the inside and outside. It is also the highest summary and summary of Dong Enliu's practical fighting styles such as Baihe Fist, four-way battle, turning palms, and step-in.

For Dong Enna who created this ultimate skill, this set of hand shapes can be divided into three levels: primary Go hand, middle extreme Chu hand and ultimate Jo hand, which are respectively focused on Ming, dark and melting power.

Of course, this complex ultimate skill is just an ideal technique of Dong Enna's broad-mindedness. In fact, after he practiced the Kung Fu to the peak of the Dark Power, he could only play an intermediate hand, and there was still a considerable distance from the hand that could be emitted after the Magic Power was transformed.

Therefore, when he passed this technique to several proud disciples, he once repeatedly admonished that the skill of swallowing qi and exerting force must reach a certain level. At the worst, he must step into the level of dark force to truly exert the power of the Go hand at the peak of Mingjing without being backlashed. If he forcibly shoots this group of hands that have a huge impact on the body, it will inevitably cause the consequences of damage to the internal organs due to Qi Valley.

According to Yang Meng's eyes, the second-man Dong Enna's 108-handed, although it is known as the highest killing technique of hard and soft flow, the hard and soft transformation and opening and closing hands reflected in the boxing path and four-way dodge strikes are obviously a bit awkward. It is said to be one hundred and eight-handed, but the actual attack is not even as fast as Li Qianjin's one punch, and it can only be regarded as just breaking through the peak of Mingjin's empty explosion level.

Dong Enna's broad-minded Tang Sword School later derived several schools among his disciples. In his disciple Miyagi Changshun, who inherited his legacy, he further developed this Tang Sword technique, taking the sentence "hard and soft swallowing" in "Wu Beizhi" as the genre's boxing theory and named it the hard and soft flow, combining the closed hand technique and straight attack of the hard and the open hand technique of the soft and the circular movement. Although its style reflects the tyranny of the ancient Ryukyu and even modern Japanese, the traces of the southern fist on his body are extremely obvious at this moment.

Therefore, even though Dong Enna's second son tried his best to increase his hand speed by one, reaching the point of 72 combos and five-step exhale. It was only when Yang Meng deliberately let out the water in order to see the highest killing technique of the Ba Shi, that he was able to exert most of his destructive power and explosive power.

Even so, Yang Meng's hand speed continued to increase. Facing the storm-like hand knife, punching fingers, elbows and kicking and sweeping the pedals, he chose to fight head-on, and fully exert the short cannon fist in the Three Emperors' art of cannon hammers, and kept hitting Dong Enna's fist in the middle of the fist path, making these hundred steps more and more unpleasant. Occasionally, he would use the body technique of Baguazhang to circle around, making some of Dong Enna's attacks only hit the air.

Ten seconds are short, but it seems like a year in the fierce battle.

The combo and thunderous attacks and hand strikes were actually strangled by Yang Meng's raindrop-like cannon fist. When Dong Enna's hand speed suddenly faded with the disorder of the breath, Yang Meng's two gunners, who had transformed into afterimages in the air, suddenly changed the fist path, from extremely fast, extremely stiff, and extremely fierce, to extremely slow, extremely soft and extremely weak...

The hands, still moving at high speed, were virtually drawn in the air in a blink of an eye, and then their arms were stretched, wrapped, rotated and slipped in layers of chaotic rings. They kept appearing in front of him like jellyfish's tentacles, and led the boxing and elbows he made obliquely to both sides, not to mention the more exaggerated hard attack and kicking techniques in Tang's hand.

In contrast of the drastic rhythm changes, Dong Enna's second son's eyes suddenly fell into chaos. When he came to his senses like a conditioned reflex, he saw that Yang Meng's extremely slow hand speed suddenly became extremely fast. With the slightest trembling of his ring finger, he drew circles one after another in the air.

Slap sex...

Dong Enna's second man's fist and kick was stagnant, trying to break through the blockade of Yang Meng's slug ring hand, but found that his attack was always stuck and pulled by Yang Meng's arm. Often, as soon as he kicked, he used the inertia of his punch to change or flash the center of gravity of his entire body. As for the subsequent extremely ruthless combo movements such as lock, collapse, grab, throw, throw, squeeze, and tread, they were actually strangled by Yang Meng's repeated blows and beats.

Yang Meng's eyes were not turning, but his hands were as calm as a bell. After Dong Enna lost the rhythm of combo and breaking in this continuous involvement and change, he moved his body and stepped forward suddenly, and with the help of the eight-pole row, he pressed on his shoulders and back with a "bang".

brush!

The right arm used Izumo's hand pushing force, and pulled the knife that he had hit in panic again, but his whole body shook and swung and pressed tightly behind his back. First, he squeezed and leaned back, disrupting the center of gravity of his entire body, causing Dongenna to stumble forward a little, and his left hand was like a flying bird slid sand. He pinched and pressed his waist, and then threw him out of the boxing ring with the technique of using the long-lasting force of Tai Chi.

Crack!

Dongenna's second son had messy feet and barely stood on the ground in a mess. Only then did he realize that apart from the sweat all over his body, there was not even a trace of blood or scars on his body.

"Baga!"

Failure is not scary, what is scary is this unacceptable sense of setbacks and powerlessness.

Dong Ennazi's eyes were red, and she cursed instinctively. She held her hands and squatted her legs and stretched her waist. When she was about to jump into the ring again and entangled with Yang Meng, she found that at the moment when the waist and legs were exerting force, a trace of electric shock-like soreness and soft pain suddenly came from the spine of the back waist, and it was like lightning, instantly piercing the entire leg and knee...

Plop!

The second man Dongenna's whole body stagnated, and then he completely lost his center of gravity uncontrollably. He was surprised and embarrassed to put his face on the ground, and slapped a vicious dog to eat shit.

call!

At this time, the students and even the masters in the field breathed a deep breath. The storm-like combos and punches were like dark clouds before the rainstorm, pressing heavily on their hearts. After Dong Enna's second man fell down in a mess, everyone felt relieved and felt that the person looked a little pitiful.

There must be something hateful about a poor person.

Even those students who were quick-acting martial arts could see the huge gap between this person and Instructor Yang Meng, just like the comparison between fireflies and bright moon, but they still looked crazy and unyielding, and they really didn't know how to advance and retreat to the extreme.

Dongenna's second son shook his head and pushed the rogue who came over to help him up away. He didn't bother wiping the blood gushing out of his nose. His eyes were blurred, "What kind of skill are you? Why will my whole body lose control when my waist and legs exert force?"

Yang Meng looked at Dong Enna's second son who was unwilling to accept it and laughed unconsciously, "Since you have the awareness of death, you can't bear such a little injury?"

Dongennajiu grabbed the edge of the boxing ring tightly, allowing the knuckles to turn blue and white. "I can die gloriously for the great Japanese Empire, but I can't live cowardly!"

Yang Meng shook his head and stood up and walked downstairs, "Although I don't know what conspiracy you Japanese have, I just don't let you do it. I just injured your fourth vertebra in the lumbar vertebra with my secret force, which will not affect your normal life for the rest of your life. I just can't exert too much force, nor can I use our Chinese national skills again. Go back and tell you the people of the Dongenna family that no matter when, whoever dares to come to China again, as long as I see you, I will take back all the things you learned from China..."

"I didn't expect that you would use such a sinister trick to treat the warriors who challenged you. You Chinese are indeed the most rude nation in the world. My tribe members will come to avenge me. This battle will inevitably continue until one party dies gloriously..."

After wiping the blood from his mouth and nose, Dong Enna's second son looked at Yang Meng with a resentful look, but he felt a biting chill in his heart, "The mission failed, can you still do what Yan Shengjun promised him?"

Yang Meng tilted his eyes and looked at the Japanese ronin who were arrogant at first and respectful at the end. He suddenly felt a little disgusted, "We Chinese have always been generous and generous to our friends and polite guests. Otherwise, we would not let you learn such profound boxing skills. It's just that you are not upright in your mind and have to ruin good boxing skills to nothing. Treat you, a polite gentleman, a scum who is a thief and a thief and prostitute, is the greatest tolerance if you don't kill you. Get out quickly and look at you Japanese, and you will feel disgusted..."

"I'm stupid. I'm just shameless. If Instructor Yang hadn't been magnanimous today, I would have chopped up some of you guys today..."

The angry curses suddenly burst out like a tide, and the faces of Dong Enna's second men gradually became pale. Although under the suppression of Yang Meng and the masters, the students just cursed and shouted, they also forced them to squeeze into the crowd in shame and ran away...

"The sky is sunken when the stream clouds are about to rise. The storm is about to come and the wind is filling the building. The people who are disturbing the scene will leave. You might as well go back to clean up. Some of these students are looking at each other and then take them home for training. If you stay in Shanghai like this, I'm afraid someone will really not be able to sleep well..."

Huang Jinrong paused awkwardly in the distance, and thought to explain, but even he felt that it was too fake. In desperation, he could only shout the green skin below and quickly helped the masters pack their luggage, and also arranged a banquet to practice it for everyone...

Li Shuwen and Huang Feihong looked at each other and smiled at each other, and suddenly grabbed their four hands tightly together, "From then on, the country is not divided into north and south, and there is no more sayings about north and south in the martial arts world. My brother (brother) will leave here for a while and spread the national skills with peace of mind. When the mountains and rivers are reshaped in the future, you and I will drink it again..."

Finally, the second update was delivered on time. Hehe. I worked hard to write in the past two days and tried to let more friends see this novel. I must not disappoint my brothers. The next chapter has a new topic. Recommended votes, Sanjiang votes, smash them to death...
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