His body was like a fierce tiger seated in the hall, his dragon steps and tiger strides linking together in a continuous stance.
When he let out a cry, his eyes were as imposing as Mount Tai; with a change in the Five Elements, the dragon emerged from the river.
Zhang Shaoling lunged at Lin Yuan like a carp leaping over the Dragon Gate. His fists shot forward, striking the inch-deep hollow behind Lin Yuan's outer eye corner—the temple.
Lin Yuan no longer used Arhat Fist. He immediately assumed the stance of Tai Chi.
Just as his opponent was about to close in, he stepped forward, causing the attack to miss completely, then used the momentum to lean forward.
If his opponent did not change moves, that shoulder strike alone would be enough to send him flying.
Zhang Shaoling was not surprised. He changed his fist into a grab, altered his move in midair, and seized Lin Yuan's shoulder.
Immediately afterward, his entire body moved like a monkey.
He used all four limbs, kicking Lin Yuan's Diaojin acupoint and Yaoyan acupoint with his two feet.
At the same time, his hands struck toward Lin Yuan's Huangfeng'er and Jialiang acupoints.
The Diaojin acupoint was located two inches above the navel, while the Yaoyan acupoints were in the slight hollows on either side of the waist.
The Huangfeng'er acupoint was located at the ear gate, while the Jialiang acupoint was at the midpoint between the brow center and the tip of the nose.
A strike to any one of these four points would cause unconsciousness at best and instant death at worst.
Lin Yuan had studied the acupoint-striking techniques of Tai Chi, so he naturally understood how dangerous these four acupoints were.
This fist technique is truly vicious! Lin Yuan thought.
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