Reaching Divinity Through Martial Arts: Starting with the Seven-Colored Glazed Glass Art
Chapter 163

Impossible

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Li Kunlun stood three feet away, looking down at him from a high position.

"You can still stand up, so you have some backbone."

"But things like integrity are worthless in the face of absolute strength."

Jiang Fa stood up slowly.

Li Kunlun didn't give him a chance to breathe. He rushed towards him and hit his head with a rock. His fist was fierce and hit the Tianling Cap directly.

Jiang Fa's eyes narrowed.

He took half a step forward with his right foot, his center of gravity sank, and his right fist came out from his waist.

Mountain-Breaking Fist.

There is nothing fancy about this punch, it is just the most basic Mountain-Breaking Fist starting position. It is extremely unpretentious, like a move that has been practiced against wooden stakes thousands of times in the martial arts field.

The two fists meet.

Li Kunlun's fist hit Jiang Fa's fist, and the two An Jin collided loudly.

Jiang Fa was shaken so hard that he leaned back, took three steps back on the ring with both feet, and felt numbness in his right arm.

Li Kunlun frowned.

He used 90% of his strength in the punch just now. He thought that even if Jiang Fa didn't die with this punch, he would still break a few bones.

But the moment his fist hit Jiang Fa's fist, he clearly felt a dense and flexible force coming from the opponent's fist.

The force of his unparalleled punch was removed layer by layer, like a huge boulder being thrown into a deep pool. Although the sound was terrifying, it only caused a few ripples and then disappeared.

"It's interesting."

Li Kunlun snorted coldly, kept moving, and had already caught up with him with the second punch.

This punch went straight to Jiang Fa's heart.

Jiang Fa took half a step back with his left foot, turned his body slightly, and extended his right fist again.

Mountain-Breaking Fist.

Or Mountain-Breaking Fist.

Amidst the muffled sound, Jiang Fa took five steps back.

But his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"He's boxing with me?"

This thought flashed through Li Kunlun's mind, and was immediately replaced by a burst of rage.

He is An Jin's peak, Boulder Martial Hall's genius who has devoted all his efforts to cultivate, but he is actually used as a target for boxing training by a low-level waste?

"You are looking for death!"

Li Kunlun shouted loudly, punched out with both fists, and the punches poured down like a violent storm.

Four consecutive Rock Fist killing moves were directed toward Jiang Fa's vitals, and each punch contained An Jin's peak full power.

The fist wind roared and enveloped the entire arena.

Everyone in the stands held their breath.

Jiang Fa's figure was looming in the shadow of the fist. He did not run away, retreat, or even dodge.

He just delivered punch after punch.

Li Kunlun completely let go.

Just now, he still had a trace of reason left, planning to seriously injure Jiang Fa first and then destroy him in one fell swoop.

But at this moment, the humiliation of being played as a sparring partner by a Late Dark Force trash made his patience completely shattered.

The Rock Fist's killing moves were unleashed.

A punch was taken straight to the throat, and the punch was as sharp as a knife. If the punch hit hard, the throat bone would be shattered into pieces on the spot.

Jiang Fa turned sideways, and the edge of his fist grazed the side of his neck, leaving a trail of blood.

A punch hit the temple. The angle of this punch was extremely tricky. It hit him diagonally from top to bottom. There was no way to avoid it.

Jiang Fa leaned back and scratched his forehead with his fist.

Li Kunlun's punches became faster and harder.

Each punch went straight to the most vulnerable parts of Jiang Fa's body, including the eye sockets, throat, heart, back of the head, waist and ribs, and knees, all of which were critical.

No room was left, no way out.

In the stands, Tang Jin'er no longer dared to look. She closed her eyes and clutched Xu Feng's arms with both hands, her nails almost embedded in her flesh.

"Senior Brother Jiang..."

Zhao Zhong's face was dark and his whole body was tense.

On the stage, Jiang Fa has retreated to the edge.

The rope is right behind you, if you take another step back, you will fall into the ring.

Li Kunlun obviously noticed this, and the grin on his lips became even more ferocious.

"Run! You should run again!"

He shouted loudly, punched out with both fists, and hit Jiang Fa's left and right temples with two punches.

This was a sure blow, but unexpectedly Jiang Fa suddenly stood still.

His feet stomped heavily on the ring, and spiderweb-like cracks spread in all directions.

Mountain-Breaking Stance.

His whole body was like a nail, nailed to the edge of the ring.

The door to his chest was wide open, but his hands slowly returned to his waist.

Clench your right fist,

It's still the Mountain-Breaking Fist starting position.

From just now to now, Jiang Fa has used Mountain-Breaking Fist to receive dozens of punches from Li Kunlun.

Every time, I was beaten back, every time I was shocked to the point of numbness in my arms, and every time, I was in a state of embarrassment.

Li Kunlun was tired of seeing this trick.

"Come again?"

He shouted loudly, changed his fists into moves, turned his right fist into a palm and slapped Jiang Fa's face, and his left fist turned into an uppercut and hit Jiang Fa's heart.

With one punch and one palm, up and down, all Jiang Fa's escape routes and blocking angles were blocked.

Jiang Fa delivered that punch.

There is nothing fancy, just the most basic Mountain-Breaking Fist starting position.

The right fist is slowly pushed out from the waist,

It was like the first punch thrown at Chen Wu in the martial arts field in the early morning. It was casual, plain, and even a little careless.

But just this punch made the entire school quiet.

Zhao Zhong's pupils shrank suddenly and he stood up from the stands suddenly.

The tea bowl in Lie Changkong's hand fell to the ground with a "snap" and shattered into pieces.

Shi Chongshan's sneer froze at the corner of his mouth.

On the viewing platform, Inspector Qiao suddenly stood up, eyes wide open, staring at the black figure on the stage, his face full of disbelief.

"This is... martial arts Transformation Realm?"

Jiang Fa's fist hit Li Kunlun's fist and punched out.

This punch is very slow.

It was so slow that Li Kunlun could clearly see the advancement trajectory of every inch of the fist surface, and could see every subtle flexion and extension of Jiang Fa's five finger joints.

But just this slow punch made him stand on his head with all the hair on his body.

There seemed to be a terrifying scene in front of him of a person punching through a mountain with a small body.

This punch is called Mountain-Breaking Fist!

Li Kunlun's fists hit Jiang Fa's fist.

The moment the two punches connected, an unprecedented loud noise exploded in the ring.

The ferocious smile on Li Kunlun's face froze.

Two crisp crackling sounds.

Li Kunlun's wrist bones made a heartbreaking cracking sound, and his whole body flew backwards.

He flipped half a circle in the air, and when his feet landed on the ground, he made a half-foot-deep hole in the ring, with debris flying everywhere.

The two arms hang down by his sides, with the wrists below tilted to one side at a strange angle.

His arms were broken, and he was feeling excruciating pain.

Li Kunlun's face was full of disbelief.

"Impossible... impossible!"

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