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Chapter 1760: Outer Kung Fu


Zhao Gang's punch was as fast as lightning, he only exerted three points of strength, not that he didn't eat, but he was worried that he would really beat Chen Feng to death, and it would be difficult to explain it at that time.

"Zhao Gang, don't!

You'll be punished.

When the other team members saw that Zhao Gang really punched Chen Feng, they were immediately startled, and immediately shouted at him.

However, they were still a step late, only to see that Zhao Gang had already punched, and the fist was about to reach Chen Feng's body, at this time, whether Zhao Gang listened to persuasion or not, the overall situation had already been cast.

Everyone looked at Chen Feng sitting motionless, it seemed that he didn't have time to react to Zhao Gang's punch, and suddenly secretly said in his heart that it was not good, if Zhao Gang injured Chen Feng, he would be punished even if he took them, but now they have no time to stop it, they can only pray in their hearts, Chen Feng must not be fine.

And Zhao Gang saw that Chen Feng was motionless, thinking that he was just a big straw bag, and he didn't have time to react at all, and suddenly he was also chuckling in his heart, although he only showed thirty percent of his strength, but the thirty percent strength of foreign martial artists was not something that ordinary people could resist, but he had no time to change lanes now, and could only watch his fist come to Chen Feng's face.

Chen Feng was not without reaction, but disdainful to react, that Zhao Gang's punch was slow for Chen Feng, like the speed of a turtle, and when Zhao Gang's fist was about to reach his face, Chen Feng effortlessly grabbed his fist with one hand, and then gently let go of his hand and said: "I don't like to play family games with others, your strength is too small, I'll give you another chance!"

” Zhao Gang's pupils shrank, and he looked at his fist in disbelief, he didn't expect his fist to be pinched lightly by this kid, but he couldn't test Chen Feng's strength, because Chen Feng just let go of his fist with just one touch, and he didn't know what Chen Feng's strength was.

This time, Zhao Gang didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, and used eighty percent of his strength to punch Chen Feng again, and when he swung his fist out, his fist rubbed against the air, making a whining fist wind, and no one dared to ignore the power of his punch.

However, what surprised him was that when his fist was resisting Chen Feng, his fist was once again captured by Chen Feng, and then Chen Feng let go of his hand and shook his head at him: "If you are still like this, then you are not qualified to fight me, you practice foreign kung fu, I can see that what you are good at is not boxing, but palm and horizontal kung fu, if I am not mistaken, you should practice iron sand palm and golden bell jar, right?"

” In fact, there are not too many kung fu in horizontal practice, most of them are nothing more than iron sand palms, cinnabar palms, two-finger Zen, golden bell jars, iron cloth shirts and other external kung fu, which pay attention to the strength and defense of the body, and this Zhao Gang has already caused dark injuries to the meridians of his body because of the iron sand palm and golden bell jar that he has practiced for many years, and injuries like his cannot be cured by going to the outside hospital, they mostly want to find some bone-setting masters to relieve their own pain, which is the sorrow of being an outer martial artist.

"How do you know?"

Zhao Gang's eyelids jumped, and he saw Chen Feng's indifferent appearance, he didn't even stand up just now, so he easily blocked his attack, which had to make Zhao Gang shocked.

"It's very simple, because the guys who generally practice foreign kung fu are all like you with a stinky temper, all of them have nostrils facing the sky, and they all think that Lao Tzu is the best in the world."

Chen Feng said with a sneer.

"Come on, use your strongest iron sand palm, and take care of you while Lao Tzu is still in the mood."

Chen Feng beckoned to him, and then elegantly raised his glass and took a sip of wine.

Foreign kung fu must be practiced in winter, summer practice, year after year, in fact, it is a very hard thing, and those who do not have great perseverance cannot practice anything famous.

And this Zhao Gang can practice foreign kung fu to the point where he is now, and he doesn't know how much hardship he has endured, since he was a child, he must stir-fry the heated sand with his hands, and wait until the new skin on his hand becomes the old skin, and then replace the sand with iron sand to practice, before and after, I don't know how many layers of old skin to change.

When Chen Feng shook his fist just now, he felt that his fist had turned into a stone so hard, and he knew that this Zhao Gang had indeed worked hard.

It's just that this foreign kung fu, like injuring the enemy 800 and losing 1,000, the gains outweigh the losses, usually only some rootless duckweed people will choose to practice foreign kung fu, if there is a way, no one wants to practice these kung fu, just like the hard qigong in the army, it is also the kung fu of the outside, let them chop bricks or something, if you want to be more powerful, there is no way.

Zhao Gang's expression changed uncertainly, he didn't know what Chen Feng meant, but now it was not his turn to coax, Chen Feng said like this, if he retreated, even he would look down on himself, and suddenly gathered all the strength of his body, burst into a loud shout, and hit Chen Feng with his palm, only to hear that when his palm wind hit out, there was a ghost crying wolf, which proved that his iron sand palm had been cultivated to the point of advanced realm.

Zhao Gang still has absolute confidence in his palm, and his palm, without exaggeration, can definitely crack the stone, he doesn't believe that this kid dares to use another hand to resist him.

It's just that his thoughts haven't dissipated yet, and he saw Chen Feng's weird smile at him, and he flicked his fingers at his iron sand palm, Zhao Gang suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a car, and with a bang, the whole person flew out upside down, fell into the passage a few meters away, and couldn't get up.

At this time, those astronauts were already dumbfounded, Zhao Gang, who was extremely powerful in their minds, was bounced away by Chen Feng with only two fingers, just like a cigarette ash, and they were all speechless in surprise, and no one even reacted for a long time.

Chen Gang ......

Are you okay?

The whole crowd ran up to him and lifted him from the ground.

Zhao Gang couldn't say a word, only to see that his expression was very painful, as if he couldn't even speak, after a while, I saw him suddenly whine, and spit out several mouthfuls of black blood from his mouth, all of which were black, not the normal bright red blood.