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It really doesn¡¯t give people a way to survive.
Chen Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He only felt that his arms were tightly bound by steel bars.
Amon was pulled into his arms uncontrollably, and Amon laughed ferociously. The two arms, which were as thick as an adult man's thigh, tightly hugged each other, and once again launched a loving hug!
Everyone took a breath of air when they saw this scene, and some even had their eyelids twitching!
Even just looking at it, the sense of oppression coming from Amon made them feel like they were about to suffocate!
"Sister Han, Amon seems to be powerful again?" Zhang Xizheng was astonished.
Sister Han glanced at her phone and nodded without waiting for the news she was waiting for:
"I don't care about the miscellaneous things he studies."
Zhang Xizheng laughed dryly, and his eyes turned hot when he looked at Amon.
If he had a subordinate like Amon, would he still have to worry about others playing dirty tricks?
Lao Song stared with disbelief at Chen Feng, who was only held in Amon's arms. He even heard the sound of bone fractures.
Amon looked proud, enjoying the pleasure of defeating his opponent.
But the next moment, his face turned pale!
"Open it for me!"
Chen Feng, who was held in his arms, suddenly shouted, and his fist landed hard on Amon's stomach with an invisible range.
If you are a Wing Chun person at this moment, you can see clearly that Chen Feng¡¯s punching routine is clearly the frame of Wing Chun!
The fists hit the same part of Amon's body continuously and quickly like raindrops. Even if Amon was really made of iron, he would probably be able to make a groove!
Sure enough, Amon couldn't bear the pain and relaxed the strength in his hand. Like a spiritual snake, Chen Feng slipped out of his arms. After taking a few steps back, he hooked his hand towards Amon again:
"Come again!"
Amon rubbed his belly and simply tore off his shirt, revealing a body of terrifyingly well-proportioned muscles.
It¡¯s just that Zhang Xizheng and the others did take a breath of cold air, because at this moment, there was a bruise the size of a fist on Amon¡¯s perfect abdominal muscles!
"Which way?" Amon rubbed his belly again and stared at Chen Feng with a pair of bull's eyes:
"I have fought with Wing Chun people, and their fists are not as hard as yours!"
"I'll tell you if you promise!" Chen Feng said with a smile and hooked his hand again.
Amon nodded, no longer assuming a Mongolian wrestling posture, but stood up straight and clenched his two fists.
At the same time, his shoulders were slender, his legs were slightly bent, and his eyes were staring at Chen Feng.
Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and his tone became excited: "Muay Thai?"
"Have vision!" Amon grinned, and once again showed a smile that could scare a child to tears.
¡°Then he rushed towards Chen Feng. If the last charge felt cumbersome, this time, he seemed to have transformed into a black panther ready to go, dexterous yet deadly!
A fist the size of a human head hit Chen Feng fiercely. Chen Feng did not dare to let Amon touch him. After all, he was not made of steel or iron.
Maybe he had some thoughts of comparison in his heart. He spread his left foot and right foot, and reached forward with his left hand to gently pat Amon's fist. Amon was driven forward by this force, and Chen Feng took a few steps forward. But it seems to have completed a cycle with movements that would seem very graceful to an outsider.
He reached out his right hand, and his fist landed lightly on Amon's unsuspecting back!
The seemingly light fist was in full view of everyone, causing a bruise to appear on Amon's back. Amon rushed forward a few steps in embarrassment. When he turned his head again, the expression on his face turned into one of astonishment. :
"You know how to do Tai Chi?"
"I understand a little bit." Chen Feng smiled and nodded, bowing slightly and spreading his hands in front of him.
The old man¡¯s boxing book, in his words, is a collection of the best of hundreds of schools, so the boxing styles of each family can basically be found in it.
Of course, it only takes up a little bit of the essence of each martial arts.
"Interesting." Amon gave Chen Feng a thumbs up, bounced a few times, and stared at Chen Feng eagerly: "Let's do it again!"
"Yes." Chen Feng hooked his hand, although his face still had the smiling expression, butThe long-lost blood in the body is already boiling!
Amon should be the first equally matched opponent he has encountered since leaving his grandfather!
The distance between the two people gradually became closer, but the expressions on other people's faces became weird.
After all, Chen Feng is the first person who has fought with Amon for so long without any results!
The sixteen strong men whispered for a while, each of them secretly feeling happy!
Fortunately, he didn¡¯t do anything just now, otherwise, it¡¯s really not certain who will beat whom to death!
After the distance between the two people reached a certain level, Amon punched out fiercely. The speed of the fist was very fast. If Chen Feng hadn't had good eyesight, he might not have been able to see the trajectory of the opponent's punch.
He tilted his head to avoid the punch. Just when he was about to fight back, Sister Han's voice rang out in panic:
"Amon!! Stop it quickly!!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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