Chapter 9: The Foggy Marsh (Part 2)
"Alright!" The burly man's eyes gleamed with mockery as he proudly said, "I'd like to come and see for myself whether reason works or fists work!"
Tang Lin let out a cold hum, put down the book basket, patted the dust off his body, and said indifferently: "You can choose your weapon now."
"Dealing with you doesn't even require my Madman's Axe, just my fists alone can make you kneel down and beg for mercy!"
Tang Lin's eyes flashed with anger as he turned to Hong Xue and the others, saying: "Wait a moment, I hope you won't intervene, within ten moves, I will make him yield!"
Hong Xue opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word. At this moment, Tang Lin's body emitted a sharp and firm aura, which made it impossible for her to utter any words of obstruction.
Hong Cheng glared at Zhuang Han with anger in his eyes and said: "If you dare to harm Tang Lin, I will not coexist with you!"
"Don't worry, I won't hit you too hard." The burly man waved his hand and bowed his head to look at Tang Lin, saying: "You make the first move."
Tang Lin stared at him for half a moment, then suddenly his body flashed and he rushed forward, his fist bursting out with a loud crash, bringing the wind around him to howl, and even blowing the strong man's hair into the air.
This punch shocked several people, who did not expect that Tang Lin, who looked like a bookworm with a strong aura, would possess such great strength. The speed of this punch and the force it burst out with was at least at the level of an average martial artist!
The sturdy Han was startled for a moment, but quickly reacted and slapped out with his palm-sized hand, using brute force to hit Tang Lin's white-skinned fist.
If this punch were to hit its mark, even though Tang Lin's fist bones had been trained to be as hard as steel, he would still have to break a few fingers.
Tang Lin's eyes turned cold, and his fist in his hand changed its stance instantly.
"Heavenly Fist!"
His figure became fleeting and mysterious, the ground he stepped on changed slightly, his body turned around, in an instant, his reaction was as fast as a spiritual monkey, only to slip away slightly, everyone didn't see clearly, but saw him already appearing behind the strong man.
The sturdy man was shocked in his heart and hastily followed the trend, slapping his fist backwards.
Boom!
The back of the knee suddenly went numb, as if it had been struck by a heavy object!
Zhuang Han's legs almost stumbled forward and fell, the bone behind his knee was the softest, and Tang Lin kicked him with this foot, almost kneeling down on the spot!
This sudden blow made the strong man put away his contempt and generate a huge anger, let out a low roar, quickly turned around, fists like stormy rain pouring out continuously, forcing Tang Lin to retreat step by step.
Whoosh!
Tang Lin's body flashed suddenly, and with a sideways movement like a swimming fish, he slid towards the strong man's side, his fingers inserted into the strong man's left waist like steel bars.
Severe heart-wrenching pain almost made the strong man cry out, he furiously lifted his head to look around, Tang Lin's body had already jumped onto a tea table, two hands hooked, hugging the beam, both legs kicking down like a whirlwind.
Zhuang Han let out a loud roar, no longer holding back, his entire body's strength bursting forth like a flood, concentrated in his palm, slapping towards Tang Lin's two legs.
"When the enemy is strong, be gentle; when the enemy is weak, remain still. Use gentleness to overcome strength, and use stillness to control movement!"
Soft!
Tang Lin's legs immediately lost their strength, becoming soft and weak, and lightly touched the palm of the strong man's violent hand, and actually stepped on his fist.
Boom!
Her toes pointed slightly forward, directly at the strong man's chin.
The big man was shocked, and he hastily dodged back to avoid the kick. Even so, he was startled and broke out in a cold sweat; if he had been kicked, his jaw would have at least been dislocated.
"Six moves." Tang Lin's body retreated backward and fell onto the tea table, coldly smiling at the robust man, saying: "Now, this is the real deal!"
Whoosh!
Figure suddenly burst out, fists in hand instantly became strong and fierce!
"Rise of the mighty dragon!"
Fist suddenly strikes out!
The burly man's anger surged, and with a loud roar, his massive fist shot up.
He had long discovered that Tang Lin's body was only around a mid-level martial artist. If it came down to a hard fight of strength, he would absolutely win!
This idea was maintained until he threw a punch and then immediately disappeared.
Ouch!
His fist felt as if it had been pricked by a thousand needles, and the searing pain made his entire arm feel numb.
Zhuang Han hastily withdrew his fist and suddenly felt his arm go completely numb, losing all strength, with a sharp pain inside like a severe cramp.
On the other hand, Tang Lin's body retreated several steps, his chest surging with blood and gas. Fortunately, the blood and gas in his body were three or four times that of an ordinary person, although the counter-shock force exceeded his imagination, but he was not injured.
It was a thrilling battle that happened in just an instant, and the people around, including Hong Xue, were still in a daze.
Fast, accurate, ruthless!
In this brief battle, Tang Lin's moves fully embodied these three aspects to the extreme, with control over his arms as agile as his fingers.
Especially clever!
With the sharp eyes of Hong Xue and others, Tang Lin's unusualness was seen at a glance. At first, he directly pretended to attack the front, and when the time came, he turned around and slid to the back, without saying a word, attacking the soft bone behind the strong man's knee.
This move is too ruthless!
Even a high-level martial artist, if the soft bone behind the knee is suddenly hit hard, will immediately kneel down with both legs. If this strong man hadn't reacted quickly, he would have probably been humiliated on the spot.
"Despicable!" The robust man endured the intense pain in his arm and furiously roared at Tang Lin: "You're truly despicable, actually using internal energy to harm people!"
Tang Lin wore a white robe, floating gently, and flicked the dust off his body with his fingers. He said calmly: "This set of fist techniques was originally used like this, it's just that your eyesight is too poor. If not for the sake of the Red Gang leader's face, your arm would not only be numb, but also crippled!"
After a month of hard training, not only had he mastered the Tian Xing Quan, but he had also learned the powerful and fierce technique of Gang Long Jin, entering the realm of small success.
The powerful fist method of Ganglong is based on using strength to injure people. Although in terms of physical training, this set of fist methods is not as good as Tianxing Fist, its power is absolutely stronger than Tianxing Fist!
It's like Iron Sand Palm, Diamond Fist, although only one palm or arm is trained, the explosive force can shatter boulders and split giant trees!
"If my 'Kang Long Jin' fist technique reaches perfection, I can fully grasp the essence within it. With one punch, I can direct my internal energy to injure any part of my opponent that I desire. My father once said that when Kang Long Jin is unleashed, even if you strike the base of a tree, the roots will remain unscathed, but the leaves at the top will explode. This is the ultimate realm!" Tang Lin thought to himself.
"Good, indeed a hero emerges in his youth, the old saying is always right." Hong Xue clapped her hands, admiring Tang Lin with a hint of shock in her heart. She was naturally aware that a child of such age already possessed the strength of an average martial artist, and what a bright future lay ahead for him?
"You'd better get treated quickly, it's really embarrassing. In a few days, we'll be going to the Misty Swamp and you'll need to keep your strength up. Don't be so reckless next time." The handsome young man beside Hong Xue frowned at the burly man.
