They only understood that the original person's fist can be practiced to this point, just like an iron brush, which piece of meat is brushed on, which piece of meat will fall down, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang, once created a torture, called scrubbing, when the torture, the executioner stripped the prisoner naked, put it on the iron bed, poured hot boiling water on his body several times, and then brushed off the skin and flesh on his body with an iron brush, just like the folk pig killing with boiling water after scalding the hair, until the skin and flesh were brushed out, revealing the white bones, But the tortured person often died of anger before the end, Yao Xingyuan was like an executioner who carried out this kind of torture, and he performed atrocities on Wang Yong's body to his heart's content, pop, Wang Yong's soft punch was drawn by Yao Xingyuan again, and the bulging joints of the entire fist were exposed, and pieces of flesh fell down, and another punch, Wang Yong's other hand was not spared, rolling up a layer of bloody skin, before Yao Xingyuan said that he wanted to abolish Wang Yong's hands, but now he is fulfilling his previous promise, and he wants to take Wang Yong's kung fu little by little, Half of people's kung fu is in the hand, if the hand is broken, then this person basically has nothing to do with kung fu, and it is difficult to have an inch of progress if he continues to practice, the hand is the most handy weapon of human beings, such as the arm to make the finger is to describe the flexibility of the hand, even the weapon is gone, how to fight with people in the future, Yao Xingyuan's shot seems to be careless, but every blow contains unparalleled strength, almost Wang Yong is beaten without the power to fight back, the seriously injured Wang Yong is like a small boat, under Yao Xingyuan's wave after wave of surging offensive, can only be swept up to the sky, one will be swallowed to the bottom of the sea, life and death can not be themselves, everyone who watched this scene is also interested, some people have got up and prepared to stand, what is there to see in the final monkey stage, "Yes, it seems that there is no accident this time, I pressed Master Yao 300,000, I should be able to make some money," someone has begun to calculate how much money he can win, "What to earn, Liu Lao Wu adjusted the odds so low, it is better to invest more casually, Liu Lao Wu is simply too cunning," someone said angrily, " People start by gambling, they can make loss-making deals, okay, making some points, this punch is nothing to look at, just wait for the bill," the conversation between the two reflects the mentality of most people, almost no one thinks that Wang Yong, the dying horse monkey, can make any waves, the monkey in the circus trembles when he hears the whip of the animal trainer, Wang Yong is exactly the same now, he can't help but tremble when he hears Yao Xingyuan's fist, half of it is because his body can't support it, and the other half is out of fear, and when everyone is not optimistic, There was a woman in the corner of the audience with a sneer, her eyes were full of contempt and disdain, and she didn't know if she was for Wang Yong or Yao Xingyuan, she looked at the entangled figures of the two in the ring, and suddenly spit out a sentence coldly: "It's a pity not to be an actor," This sentence didn't last long after she finished speaking, and saw her beautiful eyebrows raised, and said: "It's time," What is the time, the person sitting next to her turned his head curiously to look at the woman, but he couldn't see anything, and when he turned his head, But suddenly found that there was a dramatic change in the ring, Yao Xingyuan blasted Wang Yong out with a punch, and was coldly watching Wang Yong prepare to end the battle with the final blow, and Wang Yong, who was sitting on the ground and gasping hard, looked up at Yao Xingyuan, and suddenly showed a strange smile on his face, everyone was curious that he could still laugh at this time, only to see Wang Yong suddenly jumped up, and two points of light lit up in his originally depressed eyes, brighter and brighter, brighter and brighter, Wang Yong's constantly trembling body actually made an overwhelming tsunami sound, Buzzing, like a swarm of bees from far and near, the flickering wings converged into waves, which instantly swept the ring, Yao Xingyuan's face changed in an instant, although he didn't know what Wang Yong was doing, but his sixth sense, which he had exercised all year round, told him that Wang Yong at this moment was very dangerous, and he had to solve him as quickly as possible, and he didn't want to, Yao Xingyuan's chubby body changed, and the fat man who was originally short and frustrated suddenly became tall and big, and the excess fat was like a spring, which was instantly elongated, A middle-aged man has become a bodybuilder, the most intuitive feeling brought by this change is that Yao Xingyuan's muscles are more compact, full of explosive power, and those who are close can even see Yao Xingyuan's muscle groups squirming layer by layer, transmitting the force to the fist, this is the characteristic of dark energy, Ming Jin beats people by the traction of bones to generate strength, and dark energy also exerts the power of muscles, with the yin energy of muscles, snap, stomp on both feet, Yao Xingyuan has two footprints under his feet, deeper than the two just now, The power that erupted was also stronger, like a big grasshopper, and jumped to Wang Yong's side with a brush, and smashed a pair of fists against Wang Yong's head, this time, Yao Xingyuan really didn't keep his hand, and the blow that burst out with all his strength was enough to blow Wang Yong's head out, but Wang Yong didn't seem to see Yao Xingyuan's fist at all, his face was still rippling with a smile, and the sound of the sea waves in his body was still whistling, "Half a step, even collapse," Wang Yong slowly spit out four words in his mouth, and then his body moved, This movement turned out to be like a shocking snow shadow, faster than Yao Xingyuan, who broke out in advance, the left and right feet were one after the other, always maintaining a distance of half a step, the right fist was sent out from the waist, twisted, collapsed, and rushed straight to Yao Xingyuan's heart, at the same time, Yao Xingyuan's fist also reached Wang Yong's head, it was actually a life-fighting style, if neither of the two avoided it, Wang Yong's braincase would certainly be smashed open, Yao Xingyuan's heart would also be exploded by a punch, everyone held their breath, and they didn't even dare to breathe, even the fair Yu, Huo and the two masters couldn't help but stand up, looking at the stage nervously, everyone could see that this time it was really the moment of life and death, "Plunge into the underworld to see the entrance, only to know that my fate is up to me", Wang Yong plunged into it now, without regrets, Wang Yong's face was filled with a contemptuous smile, and the smile clearly said: "I'm not afraid of death, what about you," Yao Xingyuan quickly gave the answer, he was afraid, the older people are, the more they cherish their lives, and the more they face weak opponents, the more unwilling they are to die together, both of which Yao Xingyuan occupies, So in the face of Wang Yong's desperate style of play, he flinched, his body twisted violently in the air, and it was Yushu's body method of hanging thin clothes, Yao Xingyuan fell to the side, and the strength of his whole body bombarded the floor with the landing, instantly making a fist mark on the floor, after landing Yao Xingyuan did not adjust at all, and in an instant, he jumped up from the ground, and smashed Wang Yong with a split fist, this time the force was more urgent, the fist was silent, as if the sound was isolated, everyone who knows how to do it knows that this is the use of dark energy, once it touches the human body, The dark energy spit out was killed on the spot, bang, and Yao Xingyuan's punch burst out together, but there was also an extremely loud fist wind, the sound was so loud, it was like a steel cannon exploded in the martial arts hall, deafening, and a sound was not over, bang, bang, bang, one after another loud bangs exploded in the air, like a cannon, people seemed to be able to see a circle of ripples in the air, with the sound and blooming, "Collapse fist and fight," Zhang Xiaofang, who had been motionless, stood up from his seat violently, and no longer had the calm posture before, The sound of the cannon came from Wang Yong's fist, Wang Yong's body was stretched into a big bow, the bowstring was full, the fist turned into a feather arrow and shot out instantly, a strength contained top, twist, grind, turn, kick, fierce, smooth, through eight kinds of mixed energy, and finally formed a force that was difficult to resist, exploded, punch after punch, Wang Yong was like a soldier on the ancient battlefield, never flinched, always stepped on a line to fight forward, God blocked and killed God, Buddha blocked, Yao Xingyuan's body was still in mid-air, and he was shocked by Wang Yong's continuous cannon collapse fist and punch, He never thought that there was such a violent power under the dark energy, this set of crashing punches was simply like the possession of a god, not at all like the limit that humans can emit, from such a distance, Yao Xingyuan could feel the air flow exploding from Wang Yong's fist, blowing it on his face and cutting his face like a knife, but at this time Yao Xingyuan had no way to retreat, Wang Yong's series of blows almost sealed all the space he was dodging, except for hard connection, there was no other choice, bang, Yao Xingyuan's fist and Wang Yong's fist collided together, and a sound broke out, Yao Xingyuan's dark energy was all erected and penetrated into Wang Yong's fist bones, but Wang Yong seemed to be nothing, the left fist after the collision was closed, and the right fist twisted his wrist and collapsed again, this blow was aimed at Yao Xingyuan's vacancy, as long as the force hit, it would definitely be able to pierce Yao Xingyuan's body with one punch, Wang Yong obviously knew this, so his punch was heavier than before, the speed was faster, and the strength of the explosion was more intense, and the last punch of the collapse fist was a fatal blow, Wang Yong recalled the scene when the dark energy burst out in the old house, The punch that was punched out also unconsciously imitated that night, and it was also a punch with the sound of a cannon, but in the end, the sound suddenly disappeared halfway through the punch, as if a muffler had been installed temporarily, and the three of Zhang Xiaofang in the audience changed their faces together, and shouted: "It's not good, it turned out that the dark energy was played by the bright energy, and the old Yao was going to finish," the bright energy alone is okay, Yao Xingyuan may be able to use the dark energy to resist hard, although he will be injured but will not die, but once the dark energy is played, the dark energy will burst out and erode the fragile viscera, That is 100% over, everyone watching the battle also raised their hearts to their throats, covered their mouths and looked at Wang Yong, could it be that this guy turned the tables with such a punch, Yao Xingyuan knew that it was over when he heard Wang Yong's fist disappear, he lost to the light enemy, and also lost to fear death, if he didn't avoid it before, Wang Yong would definitely not have seized the opportunity to play such an imposing set of collapse punches, but what's the use of complaining now, Yao Xingyuan closed his eyes in despair, ready to wait for death, Wang Yong's part of the blow was the heart, Even Da Luo Jinxian couldn't save him if the dark energy penetrated, poof, a sharp and short explosion sounded, making many people can't help but close their eyes, "Master," several disciples of the Heavenly Providence Martial Arts Hall shouted, their voices were full of pain, they never thought that the conversion between losing and winning, life and death was only a short moment,