Chapter 104 It's really evil

Compared to Zhao Dong's regression after only half a step after he stepped back, Han Feng was not that strong. After he took three or four steps in a row, he could barely stabilize his body and his facial muscles were deformed.

Zhao Dong's punch almost made Han Feng feel a little out of breath. Han Feng could even clearly feel the invisible force shot out from his fist, after touching his body, penetrated into his body with a sweeping momentum. Since the two of them had stopped, Han Feng immediately entered the state of inward vision and observed from a microscopic perspective, what was going on.

Han Feng saw that with the point where his left shoulder was hit as the center, a very violent and unstable "airflow" rages everywhere in his body. These "airflows" did not form groups, but disperse into countless branches, with very fast speeds and no fixed shapes. They kept drilling deeper into their body like sharp arrows, with great destructive ability! They kill cells and destroy tissues...

Han Feng did not dare to let them continue to rage, and quickly mobilized the elixir streams stored in his body and rushed to those damaged areas to rescue them. After those "air streams" encountered the elixir stream, they were immediately absorbed and fused by the elixir stream and disappeared. After the elixir stream flowed, the cells that were about to necrotize began to regain vitality.

After a while, Han Feng felt that the pain on his left shoulder was greatly reduced, and his already numb left shoulder gradually began to recover.

At Zhao Dong's current level, he can already use his internal force to increase defense. After a part of his body is attacked, he will automatically react instinctively. The internal force will instantly gather in this part to achieve the effect of protection. Under normal circumstances, not only can the protection task be completed intact, but the internal force may also rebound, allowing the attacker to "injure others but hurt himself." Back then, he used this skill to block a bullet for Yang Xinglin and rescue him from the brink of death.

However, the palm of Han Feng was shocked by Zhao Dong!

The defense he relied on was instantly broken through. Han Feng's internal force instantly submerged his internal force like a scattered destruction!

Zhao Dong pulled open his sweatshirt and saw a blood-red palm print on his left shoulder that was visible!

"Good boy! I didn't expect that you really have such powerful internal strength at such a young age!" After saying that, Zhao Dong complained again, "Boy, you are really heavy in your attack. How can my old bone stand such a palm? You really don't know how to respect the elderly!"

Han Feng said: "I'm just following your old instructions."

"Strange, it's really strange." Zhao Dong said as he looked at the palm print on his body, shaking his head, "How is this possible?"

The same was true for Yang Zhi's footprint on his chest last time, and it was clear and clear. Of course, it was not as obvious as the handprint on his body now. At that time, Zhao Dong even thought that another master of internal leg skills appeared, but he did not expect that Yang Zhi said that his injury was caused by the 18-year-old Han Feng. Zhao Dong was very surprised at that time. Such injuries were not caused by external forces.

Zhao Dong has been resentful of the "blood footprint" these days. He has been unable to figure out how Han Feng, who has returned to normal for just two years, has done this step, so he asked Yang Zhi to find Han Feng and ask in person.

As soon as he came into contact with Han Feng, Zhao Dong knew that this was a very restrained child. When he came here, he did not have any restrained expression or movements.

Zhao Dong is impatient, so he is too lazy to say much nonsense. First, try Han Feng's skills.

Zhao Dong was first surprised and shocked at Han Feng, because in the end, he completely let go of his hands and feet to fight Han Feng. At the beginning, he was afraid that he would take too much action and hurt Han Feng, but later he found that he still underestimated this kid and punched him with his internal strength. It was like a muddy bull in the sea and there was no effect at all. On the contrary, the other party's palm hit him with a palm made him a little embarrassed and almost couldn't stand it.

Especially the "blood palm print" left by Han Feng on him in the end made Zhao Dong finally believe that Han Feng not only had strong internal strength, but also his control over internal strength had reached a very perverted level, because to print such a palm print or footprint on a person's body, the internal force must be condensed without dissipating, tightly condensed on the palm or foot, and finally released uniformly.

The principle is easy to say, but it is a fantasy to really achieve this.

In modern society, it is already quite good for those who practice martial arts to produce internal force flow in their bodies, and there are very few people who have reached the level of internal force release. More than ten years of hard practice is the basics. In addition, it also requires talent for martial arts and advanced practice methods.

Zhao Dong believes that there are not many people in the country who can print such a "blood palm print" on a human body. Even if there are, they must be an old man in his seventies and eighties.

So, Zhao Dong couldn't figure it out.

He stared at Han Feng for a long time, then said, "Let's go into the house first and deal with each other's injuries before talking about it."

Although the blood palm print on his body looked terrifying, it actually did not cause any harm to his body. It was just a skin trauma. The internal force penetrated from Han Feng's palm did not seem to have much destructive power. Of course, this may also be because Han Feng's men showed mercy, but Zhao Dong would rather believe the former.

When he arrived at the inner room, Zhao Dong took out a small black porcelain jar from a shelf filled with bottles and jars, and then said to Han Feng: "Take off the clothes and I'll help you with it."

Han Feng touched his left shoulder and said, "No, I'm fine."

Zhao Dong said seriously: "You kid, don't underestimate my punch just now. Now is not the time to show off!"

Zhao Dong's last punch is very good, it is the "straight-step-stretching fist" in Xingyiquan.

Binquan is one of the five elements of Xingyi boxing. Because the movement of Binquan is like a sharp arrow piercing the object, the boxing is powerful and can penetrate the abdomen and back. It is also called "Binquan" because of its powerful force. Because of its huge power, it is very popular among many famous Xingyi boxing masters in history. Among them, the Xingyi master Guo Yunshen is the most famous, known as "half-step Binquan to defeat the world". Binquan occupies a very important position in Xingyi boxing.

Zhao Dong had a great fight with Han Feng just now, and he was completely exerting his strength without any restraint. The last move of "straight-step fist" hit Han Feng without any discount. The internal force was transmitted in, which was enough to cause serious internal injuries.

When Han Feng heard this, he stopped insisting and took off his clothes.

Zhao Dong was a little surprised when he saw Han Feng’s left shoulder, only a small red area was seen. He stretched out his hand, pressed it on that area, and asked, “Does it hurt?”

Han Feng shook his head and said calmly: "It doesn't hurt."

Zhao Dong pressed it a few times, but still couldn't see any discomfort on Han Feng's face.

"Damn!" Zhao Dong finally gave up and muttered, "What a fucking evil!"

He stopped caring about Han Feng, and he treated his injuries by himself. He saw him scraping out a black paste substance from the small black porcelain jar with wooden pieces, then applied it to his left shoulder and applied it evenly, and finally applied a plaster on it.

Then, Zhao Dong did not ask Han Feng where his internal strength came from, but instead talked to Han Feng about some things in the modern martial arts world.

Han Feng's understanding of this aspect is almost like a piece of white paper, so he listens with relish and asks a few questions from time to time.

Zhao Dong was a little surprised at first, but when he thought of him lying on the hospital bed for so many years, he felt relieved. Seeing that he was so interested, he explained it to him in more detail.

It was not until this time that Han Feng truly came into contact with this circle and heard some secrets from this "martial arts senior".

Finally, the two people focused on internal force. Han Feng took the opportunity to raise his own question at this time - "What exactly is internal force?"

Zhao Dong did not find it strange about Han Feng's problem. He focused his mind and thought for a while, and then said: "Internal force is very mysterious and mysterious. What it is has not yet been concluded. In fact, people who practice martial arts have their own understanding of internal force. Nowadays, most people's view is that internal force is an energy that can be generated in the body through specific practices and can be stored for later use. The shape of internal force has not been observed by any instrument so far. Traditionally, everyone believes that internal force should be a kind of qi, so there is a saying that "using intention to lead qi, using qi to lead force, and combining intention and qi"..."

Then, Han Feng asked again the question of how to generate internal strength. Although Zhao Dong found it strange, he still gave a detailed explanation and based on his actual situation, he told Han Feng about his experiences over the years.
Chapter completed!