Chapter 22 Can't Find the Feeling

The man repelled Chu Nan with one palm, but instead of continuing to pursue him, he stood on the spot and stared at Chu Nan with a frown, looking extremely dissatisfied.

"Hey, I said, if you don't want to discuss with me, just say it, what do you mean by perfunctory me?"

Chu Nan ignored him, looked down at his right hand, and frowned as well.

Although the punch just now was slightly different from the punch used when this person suddenly appeared before, it could be regarded as the standard third move and fourth form of the Hong's Changquan—shooting the horse and clasping the fist, which was enough to exert his infinite ability. Close to 100% physical strength.

But the final effect was that the punch just now was equal to this person, but now this punch is obviously much worse, causing the other party to complain that he was dealing with it perfunctory.

Of course, Chu Nan knew that he had actually done his best with this punch. The reason for such a clear gap was because the previous style of shooting horses and clasping fists brought the whole body's inner breath, but this punch was not mobilized, and it was naturally strong. The difference is obvious.

"Why didn't this punch bring the inner breath?" Chu Nan frowned in confusion.

"Don't be in a daze, come again!"

But that person didn't give Chu Nan time to think about it any more. He made a mistake and slapped it again.

The speed of this palm is actually not fast, and it even feels light at first glance, but when it falls into Chu Nan's eyes, the combination of countless fine data makes it possible to immediately judge that no matter which direction you move in, the other party can immediately Make corresponding changes, there will never be a half-point reluctance.

"Good palm!"

Chu Nan couldn't help but praise and did not dodge. He stood still with his left foot, took a step forward with his right foot, clenched his left fist on his waist, his body twisted to the left with the stepped right foot, and his right arm quickly protruded out. , the right fist hit out with a strong wind.

It is the first punch and the first style recorded on the introduction page of "Hong's Changquan" - riding on the horse and punching the fist.

"Snapped--"

Chu Nan's fist just hit the man's palm without error, and once again made a muffled sound like hitting a dead tree.

The man remained motionless, but Chu Nan swayed twice, thereby subtly eliminating the strong shock from the man's palm, pressing his right leg down hard, stepping on the ground firmly with his right foot, and his body suddenly slammed into the ground. Twist to the right, step forward with the left leg, and swing the left fist held at the waist diagonally,

The first move of Hong's Changquan, the second form - sits on the spur jab.

There was almost no gap between the second punch and the first punch, and he even borrowed the strength of the man's rebound, which made Chu Nan adjust his body more quickly, and the whole movement was completed in one go.

The man was about to slap his palm, but found that Chu Nan's punch came straight to his side and was forced to withdraw his palm to recover.

"Snapped--"

This time the fists and palms met, but both of them were shocked, but Chu Nan didn't show any difference.

However, Chu Nan still frowned slightly, looking unsatisfied.

This punch was forced by the opponent to change his move, so naturally he couldn't use his full strength. It could be seen that the shock force from his palms dropped from over 800kg to less than 500kg in the previous two palms.

On the contrary, Chu Nan had already made accurate calculations and judgments based on accurate data. This punch almost mobilized the strength of the whole body, and the two were still on a par.

It can be seen from this that it is absolutely impossible for Chu Nan to surpass the opponent based on his physical strength alone.

But it wasn't this that made Chu Nan unsatisfied, but that his punch still failed to mobilize his inner breath.

This made Chu Nan very puzzled.

When faced with a sneak attack in the underground parking lot before, and when he practiced Hong's Changquan in private just now, he managed to mobilize his inner breath while throwing punches. Why can't he do it now?

In the fierce battle, there was no room for Chunan to slowly think about the problem.

The man greeted Chu Nan with a punch, without taking advantage of it at all, he let out a soft whistle full of surprise, and then his body swayed strangely, and slanted to the left side of Chu Nan's body, his left hand seemed to be very casual. With a light swing, he went straight to Chu Nan.

At this moment, Chu Nan attacked with his left fist and leaned forward to the left. The left side was the weak side. It was difficult for him to strike back with such a palm. The best option was to retreat and avoid it.

However, Chu Nan suddenly fell to the right, and the whole person fell down like a fall, just avoiding his palm.

Seeing that his body was about to get close to the ground, Chu Nan had already retracted the right fist on his waist and turned it into a palm.

When he was still in the air, his waist was already twisted to the left along the anti-shock force, and his right fist hit the trend, aiming directly at the lower part of the left flank after the man's left palm was shot.

Although the posture is extremely strange, if you look at the picture at this time from a slight angle, you will find that the posture of Chu Nan's upper body at this time is still the standard Hong's third move and the second form of the long fist - the spur-shooting jab.

"boom--"

This time, although the man still reacted in time, he twisted his body and blocked Chu Nan's punch with his right palm, but the fists intersected, and the sound was not the same as before, like hitting dead wood, but a solid sound. The muffled sound of a normal strong collision on the ground.

Judging from the fact that the shock force from his palm was only 437.983749 kilograms, Chu Nan knew that this time the other party was obviously more hasty than before, so that he couldn't even use his inner breath fully, and the strength on his palm could not be fully exerted.

However, Chunan was not satisfied.

Although he had the upper hand in the punch just now because of the extremely fast response, the important thing was that he still failed to bring inner breath in this punch.

The mysterious realm that he had been attacked before and that he had inadvertently entered while practicing boxing just flashed through his mind, Chu Nan suddenly took two steps back, just avoiding the man's subsequent counterattack.

"Please wait!"

The man stopped and looked at Chu Nan in amazement, with a slightly dissatisfied expression on his face.

In the two consecutive moves just now, he seemed a little passive because of Chu Nan's extremely fast and extremely precise and ingenious counterattacks. Although his internal interest was obviously deeper than that of Chu Nan, he didn't even have room to play.

However, this situation did not make him feel aggrieved, on the contrary a little excited.

How can such a special opponent be so easy to encounter.

But when he was about to recover his spirits and plan to have a deep discussion with Chu Nan, Chu Nan actually called to stop!

"Hey, Chu... um, Chu Nan, right? It's a good fight. What are you calling to stop?"

Hearing the complaint in his tone, Chu Nan couldn't help laughing, thinking that this person is a martial idiot.

"I had some problems and couldn't play to my full strength, give me a little time."

The man was instantly happy.

"What do you mean... you have been hiding your strength just now to let me?"

"No." Chu Nan shook his head. "I just..." Chu Nan frowned and thought for a moment. "I can't seem to find it."

"Can't find the feeling?" The man wondered. "What does it feel like to find?"

Chu Nan didn't answer, just lowered his head and thought for a while, then made a pause gesture to the man and stepped aside.

After concentrating for a moment, he bent his legs, his body sank, his feet were staggered from left to right, the distance was just over the width of his shoulders, his fists were clenched at his waist at the same time, and then his waist suddenly twisted to the left, causing his right body to rotate violently, his right hand clenched tightly. Form a fist, squeeze hard.

"boom--"

A dull explosion-like sound rang out.

Chu Nan's punch actually shattered the air, causing a gas explosion.

The bystander raised his eyebrows.

As a master of inner breath, of course, he can see that Chu Nan's punch did not drive any inner breath at all, but still produced such a terrifying force. It can be seen that Chu Nan not only has excellent physical strength, but also Also very good at using it.

Thinking of the three fist palms with Chu Nan just now, except for the first time, the remaining two times did not sense the surging of inner breath from Chu Nan's fist, but he could still feel the unusually strong power from it, he couldn't help but feel a little bit. startled.

This lower grade student named Chu Nan has obviously not yet reached the realm where his inner breath can function freely. He can use his own physical strength to exert such a powerful force, which is beyond the limit of a normal martial artist's physical body. .

He can be sure that Chu Nan is still at the level of the tyrant body level, but he is definitely the strongest physique-level warrior he has ever seen to exert his physical strength!

In addition, judging from the situation that he accidentally observed Chu Nan practicing boxing alone, Chu Nan may have already touched the boundary between a physique-level martial artist and a real inner-level martial artist. Say "can't find the feeling".

"How is this kid going to find his feelings?"

He couldn't help but feel very curious in his heart, he simply took two steps back to make more space for Chu Nan, and watched Chu Nan's movements intently.