Chapter 8, Tiger Sha

At this moment, if one listens closely, one can hear the heart within Zhongli's chest beating exceptionally powerfully and rapidly, akin to a volcano erupting with lava, continuously channeling that violent energy throughout Zhongli's body

Snap

Is it because that punch was merely superficial in nature

Huh ... ... ! ''

Indeed, under the intense pressure of this fierce energy, the user may find themselves in a state of confusion, with the possibility of losing control. However, this minor side effect is negligible compared to the enhanced combat power it provides, especially on the battlefield where life and death are at stake. In such situations, there is no need for excessive rationality or deliberation; as long as one can identify the opponent, it is sufficient to fight with all one's might.

However, Brother Qiang, this ... ...

With a single punch, a burly man was sent flying through the air, crashing several meters away and spitting out a large mouthful of blood. Such a scene, rarely seen even in action movies, was now vividly unfolding before their eyes, leaving them utterly astonished

With a low growl, Zhang Qing fixed his gaze on Zhong Li, his face filled with unwillingness and entanglement, as if he wanted to say something, but found it impossible to voice it

He was afraid, this was Zhang Erye, renowned in Longhai, known as the Half-Step Master with Eagle Claw Strength, and he was afraid in front of this barely twenty-year-old youth

At this thought, Zhang Qing took a deep breath, and all the strength in his body instantly converged. The already robust muscles of his arms suddenly swelled a bit more, and his crossed arms formed a shield like iron, firmly guarding in front of him, ready to withstand the impending heavy punch that would come crashing down.

Brother Yang

It is precisely for this reason that Zhong Li habitually overlooked this issue and directly harnessed the fierce energy of the tiger to unleash an unparalleled and swift strike

Just go up quickly!

"Damn it, if you don't understand, just stay aside. What are you shouting about without knowing anything?"

Second Uncle

However, in the blink of an eye, only Zhang Qing remained here. He looked at the two pools of fresh blood on the ground, shook his head with a complex expression, and turned to leave.

Remarkable, unbelievable, at the moment that punch fell, Zhang Qing had already sensed the breath of death approaching, yet now, he is still alive, and has not even sustained any fatal injuries

Should this be done or not

In response, Zhang Qing did not even give him a chance to speak, coldly scolding: "You useless thing, look at the trouble you have caused. Get out, go home immediately, and do not embarrass yourself out here any longer"

Uncle Er, you ... ...

In the next moment, a dull and thunderous sound, akin to a drumbeat, intertwined with the piercing sounds of several bones fracturing, erupted, only to be overshadowed by a wail of anguish. Zhang Qing, with his arms crossed in a defensive posture, forcibly braced against a punch from Zhong Li, as if he had been struck head-on by a cannonball. Along with the wail, his entire body was sent flying backward, crashing heavily several meters away.

The inexplicable horror and fear instinctively caused Zhang Qing to retreat, but little did he expect that this retreat would become the last straw that broke the camel's back

Upon witnessing this, Li Qiang and the other two, who were secretly filming from the side, sensed that something was amiss. Without waiting for the fierce and menacing Zhang Qing to turn around, they fled, clutching the items in their hands.

You

The surging malevolence and the coursing blood caused Zhongli to become increasingly agitated. Within those eyes, one could even see blood vessels rising, pulsating, and spreading!

Zhongli's abnormal change was instantly noticed by Zhang Qing, as he simply could not ignore it. The gaze filled with wildness, brutality, and madness was something that no one could overlook

Xingyi Quan emphasizes form even more than intention. The Tiger Cannon Burst Fist demonstrated by Zhongli is secondary to the essence of the word "Tiger" itself.

This strike is not only an arrow piercing the void but also a fist that can shatter mountains. The incomparably violent force surges forth like a flood breaching a dam, erupting with unstoppable momentum, instantly breaking through the barriers of space and delivering a heavy blow right in front of Zhang Qing.

With a thunderous crash, dust and debris were sent flying, instantly turning the meticulously arranged suit into a complete mess. However, Zhang Qing could not afford to pay attention to this; after falling to the ground, he did not have time to utter even half a sentence before he opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood

In an instant, Zhang Qing felt as if the person standing before him was no longer the frail and bloodless youth, but a vibrant and fierce tiger, a bloodthirsty beast!

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yang, who had been in a daze for quite some time, finally came to his senses. With a scream, he rushed to the side of the fallen Zhang Qing, his face filled with confusion and fear.

The tiger of Xingyi embodies a nature inclined towards aggression and violence, exuding a fierce and formidable aura of tiger-like ferocity

At this moment, however, one sees ... ...

Gradually, Zhongli's breathing became deep and heavy, and his originally cold gaze transformed into one of ferocity and madness, beginning to tread towards the edge of losing control

What are you still dawdling for, host? Get closer and take the shot. This is just the beginning; don't miss out on the highlights.

Faced with this punch, even with Zhang Qing's courage, his expression changed instantly, and the first thought that crossed his mind was to evade, for there was no way to withstand it. Even if he managed to block it, he would undoubtedly meet his demise

In a moment of terror, his heart was filled with dread, and Zhang Qing's expression changed dramatically as he stared in shock at Zhong Li before him, his legs involuntarily retreating as he sought to avoid the person in front of him

Zhang Yang is like this, and there is no need to say more about the others. At this moment, they are all frozen in place, staring in astonishment at Zhong Li, who has yet to retract his fist.

There was no way to avoid it; Zhang Qing had a strong premonition that once he chose to evade, that punch would inevitably strike his body at the moment he dodged, shattering his flesh, bones, and even his soul

With each step forward, in the blink of an eye, the power of blood and energy within Zhongli reached its limit. His body resembled a great bow, and the blood and energy coursing through this body were like a sharp arrow nocked on the bowstring. When the bowstring was fully drawn and the power accumulated to its utmost, it was released with a thunderous roar

With a resounding echo, Zhongli stepped forward half a pace, his strength akin to thunder, emanating from his feet, rising from the ground, like a surging torrent, instantly enveloping his entire being.

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a loud slap. Zhang Yang staggered backward and ultimately fell heavily to the ground, looking in shock at Zhang Qing, who had just slapped him.

Upon hearing these words, Zhang Yang instinctively wanted to refute, but as soon as his gaze met Zhang Qing's clouded face, the words in his heart instantly dissipated, and he turned around dejectedly to leave

... ...

This must be fake

Zhang Yang also did not know that at this moment, his mind had become a blank slate, completely devoid of the ability to think

... ...

Upon seeing this, a group of younger brothers hurriedly followed, instantly leaving a large area empty

How could this also lead to spitting blood

Not good

It must be fake

Where is the steel wire? Host, please go up and see where the steel wire is hanging.

All parties were astonished, filled with doubts, and upon witnessing this, Zhang Qing's expression became even more complex, leaving him at a loss for words for a moment

To strike a grown man, especially one as strong as this, with a single punch and send him flying, my goodness, is this even human?

The effect of this strike was remarkably significant; even Zhang Qing, with his nearly master-level formidable physique, was sent reeling, his vital energy surging, and he sustained considerable injury. Moreover, the drawbacks of the tiger's ferocity that had been unleashed became evident after this punch.

To be honest, whether this action can withstand this punch, even Zhang Qing himself is uncertain. However, at this point, he has no other choice. Even if it is a desperate struggle, he must struggle a little.

The aura of the tiger's ferocity poses no harm to martial artists; on the contrary, it is quite beneficial. Especially on the battlefield, harnessing this aura in conjunction with the Xingyi martial arts can stimulate the body's vital energy in a short period, alleviate pain, enhance strength, intensify willpower, and foster a spirit of self-sacrifice.

But can one really avoid it? This short distance, this critical moment, how can he dodge, how can he evade, when he has yet to recover from that previous blow?

The small actions of Li Qiang and the other two did not attract the attention of Zhang Qing and Zhong Li. There is no need to elaborate on Zhang Qing; he is still in shock from that punch and has no time to pay attention to anything else. As for Zhong Li, his situation is even worse.

Puff

Bang

... ...

It was only after Zhong Li's figure disappeared that everyone seemed to awaken from a dream. A group of younger brothers looked towards Zhang Yang, who in turn looked at Zhang Qing, and somewhat dazedly said: "Second Uncle, this ... ... !"

With no way to evade and no retreat possible, Zhang Qing, who did not know when he had fallen into such a dire predicament, could only despairingly raise his arms, crossing them in front of him in an attempt to block this nearly fatal blow

This ... ... !

But what is it, hurry up and bring it to me, remember to hold the thing in your hand steady, take a clear shot, whether it can catch fire depends on this wave!

What the hell

It is definitely a script, everything has been arranged in advance, you are truly impressive, broadcaster

In a moment of inner turmoil, it dissipated like smoke amidst the barrage of gift notifications on the screen. Watching the rapid flow of rewards, Li Qiang gritted his teeth and pulled over two of his bewildered subordinates, saying: "What are you still dawdling for? Hurry up and bring the camera closer to me."

Upon seeing this, everyone was also bewildered. They glanced at the ashen-faced Zhang Qing and then looked at Zhong Li, who had just coughed up blood, feeling utterly perplexed.

Is Zhang Erge doing well?

Why has it come to this

At that moment, a sudden whisper came from behind, causing Zhang Qing's body to stiffen and involuntarily stop in his tracks

How each party reacts is not to be discussed at this moment. Let us first observe Zhang Qing. After being helped up by Zhang Yang, he did not immediately wipe away the blood at the corner of his lips, nor did he pay any attention to his disheveled appearance. Instead, he fixed his gaze on Zhong Li, his eyes reflecting not only the shock and joy of having survived a calamity but also a greater sense of disbelief.

You ... ... !

This camel does not refer to Zhongli, but rather to Zhongli's final calmness and rationality. In the moment when Zhang Qing instinctively recoiled, Zhongli lost control

What, is this already the end of the event

As he witnessed the gifts being showered upon the stream, Li Qiang, who was equally taken aback for quite some time, finally regained his composure. He glanced at the barrage of comments in the live broadcast room and then looked at the two individuals, Zhongli and another, who were once again locked in a standoff after a stunning blow. Li Qiang's heart was immediately filled with conflict.

Before watching this video, I always thought that saying "I can knock you out with one punch" was just a joke

Zhongli, who had been silent all along, suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His previously steady body staggered, nearly falling to the ground.

Zhongli paid no attention to his meaning, not even casting him a glance. After indifferently wiping the blood from the corner of his lips, he directly stepped forward, brushing past Zhang Yang and the others amidst their terrified gazes, and soon disappeared at the end of the street

These two types of secondary illnesses have occurred!

What the heck, what is the explosive power of the cannon fist? The masters of Xingyi have all come out, are you filming a movie, streamer? Who wrote this script

The barrage in the live broadcast room is chaotic, with some people arguing and others providing explanations, but more often, viewers are urging the host Li Qiang to zoom in the camera for a clearer shot of the scene

"It looks quite convincing; if you were to spit out blood, I would believe you."

Zhang Qing very much wanted to believe this, but the facts and reason told him otherwise. The reason he was able to survive that punch was because ... ...

Bang ... ... !