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Chapter 44 Copper-Skinned Warrior Becomes
However, the soldiers were wearing iron armor, which slowed them down by three points. How could they escape the pursuit of an Iron-Bone Martial Master?
Long Yi burst in, stick in hand, like a wolf among sheep, smashing tin cans one by one with his stick.
"Watch closely!"
He roared, his plump body not appearing clumsy, but rather powerful and masculine. With a stick, he smashed, chopped, and thrust, seemingly slow but actually fast, demonstrating many stances of the Long Fist.
It was clearly a stick, but in his hands it was like a knife chopping, an axe hacking, a hammering, as fast as an arrow, and as defensive as a shield; one could even see the shadows of many weapons in it.
The backdrop shows soldiers falling to the ground, screaming in agony.
As the last soldier crashed heavily to the ground, his scales exploded, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Long Yi nodded in satisfaction, slammed his stick heavily on the ground, and turned to look at the servants.
"Did you understand?"
The servants were dumbfounded. To say they understood would be too arrogant.
To say I don't understand...
They looked at the fallen soldiers. In the past month, they had gone out for drinks a few times, and after drinking too much, they had become like brothers.
If he doesn't understand, will Long Yiyan demonstrate it again?
If the blows are directed at the soldiers, it's better for my brothers to feel pain than for me. But if they take it as a model, then things will be very bad.
the other side.
The two young servants from the martial arts training hall had become skilled and proficient, and they helped the soldiers to one side.
The two men moved swiftly, removing their armor to reveal their pig-like faces.
Ma Qianli's long face turned round, and two long bloodstains hung under his nose.
Yan Tiansheng lay on the ground, unable to get up. There was a stick mark on his back, a bloody welt, and a large swelling.
The other soldiers were in a similarly miserable state.
The servants were even more terrified when they saw this, because any answer would be wrong. Some of them turned to look at Yang Silang, who shrank his neck and remained silent.
Fortunately, Long Yiyan was in a good mood today and decided to act like a decent human being.
He casually tossed the long stick back, cracking his knuckles as he did so.
"Looks like he didn't understand it, which means his boxing skills aren't up to par..."
"Come on, let's practice one more time today!"
This fellow had amazing stamina. Without resting, he stomped his foot and darted out, heading straight for Yang Silang.
"It's the same old trick again!" Yang Silang rolled his eyes and turned to run away without saying another word.
Wang Daniu and the others around him scurried away even faster, running in all directions as if they were avoiding Yang Silang a plague god.
However, while Yang Silang escaped quickly, Long Yi chased even faster, almost like a shadow clinging to him. Then, as if casually tending to flowers and plants along the way, he easily knocked down the servants along the way with a single punch and kick.
Yang Silang turned around and found that only Wang Daniu was left standing.
Wang Daniu's eyes widened in terror—"Don't come any closer..."
Yang Silang ran towards him without hesitation.
Long Yi followed like a vicious dog, and threw a slashing punch.
Wang Daniu blocked with both arms, his body swayed slightly, but he actually caught it. His legs trembled, but he still maintained his standing posture with a stable base.
"what?"
Long Yi was surprised to see this, then his chopping fist turned into a drilling fist, and his left hand struck out with a tricky punch. Bang... Wang Daniu's body slammed heavily to the ground, and finally his heart fell into his stomach. Now that he was down, he wouldn't have to be beaten anymore.
"Where are you going to run off to...?"
Long Yi laughed and threw a punch at Yang Silang's back.
Yang Silang had no choice but to turn around and meet the attack with his Royal Turtle Fist.
The two exchanged four or five moves in the blink of an eye.
Those who had fallen to the ground, including the soldiers who had received medicine, were completely convinced.
People are really different.
Not only is Yang Silang fast, but he can also take a beating. Even though everyone is injured in the same way, he can always recover about 70% or 80% the next day. This is called having extraordinary physical constitution.
Besides, he has good comprehension. At the beginning of the month, he was only at the level of being knocked down with one punch, but now he can actually withstand four or five moves from the coach!
Although Long Yiyan definitely suppressed his power, the fact that he could barely parry meant that he had truly learned the essence of the "Turtle Fist" technique.
Yang Silang was completely focused at this moment, his eyes fixed only on the ever-growing fist, nothing else.
In his view, the surrounding fist shadows were numerous, alternating between real and feint. Long Yi was very cunning, switching between the five fist stances naturally, with no fixed pattern to his punches. He had no idea what kind of punch would come at him next.
Moreover, this old man is incredibly strong; one punch from him probably weighs several hundred pounds!
Yang Silang felt like a nail, with iron fists from all sides trying to pin him to the ground.
He stood on the long fist stance and instinctively used his fists to resist. With each punch he received, his whole body trembled, as if a piece of stubborn iron was being forged and hammered.
"This kid can really take it..." Long Yi thought in surprise.
Others thought he was holding back, but in fact, he only used 30% of his strength to deal with the strong men other than Yang Silang, which was exactly the strength of a beginner-level copper-skin martial artist.
He even used six-tenths of his strength against Yang Silang.
But this kid can really take a beating!
Don't be fooled by the few punches he threw; each punch was more powerful and imposing than the last. Even a seasoned, tough-as-nails martial artist would have been defeated by that!
But this kid in front of me is incredibly resilient, and, I don't know if it's just my imagination.
With each punch, a recoil force surged back into his body, disrupting his blood and energy flow, making him feel extremely uncomfortable and frustrated.
"I have my pride too! Three more punches and I'll knock him to the ground!"
Long Yi made up his mind and unleashed a powerful punch. The punch was imposing from high to low, awe-inspiring and perfect for establishing the image of a strongman.
stab...
Yang Silang retaliated with a drilling punch.
When the two fists collided, a faint metallic scraping sound could be heard.
In the courtyard, countless eyes were fixed on the two of them.
Yang Silang's skin darkened to the color of bronze, and Long Yi, who was opposite him, countered his moves with a sudden change. His bare arms also became thicker and larger, turning a metallic brass color.
The two men, like bodies of metal, collided, making a loud clanging sound.
"It's done!" Wang Daniu stood up excitedly, but accidentally aggravated his abdominal injury, causing him to grimace.
"As expected, he came out on top!"
Ma Qianli and Yan Tiansheng also stood up in surprise, filled with envy.
They are now captains, and a few years ago they were just one step away from becoming bronze-skinned martial artists, but they were stuck on that step and couldn't get past it, so they came to the martial arts hall.
And now, one of the servants has already broken through.
In Yang Silang's mind, the light screen was changing at this moment.
Yang Silang
Lifespan (basic): 17/130.
Force (Basic): 200
Destiny: Entering the path of martial arts, endlessly regenerating.
Occupation: Servant (Reserve)
Level: Copper-skinned Warrior
【Skill 1: Long Fist Stance (Basic Stance), practice five times a day, 30/30】
【Skill 3 - Taizu Changquan (Basic), practice five times a day, 30/60】
[Note: You have advanced to the Bronze-skinned Warrior rank and unlocked the Daily Lock function for Divine Abilities. You can switch between two Divine Abilities within a day, but the total number of times cannot exceed 5.]
He was thrilled. He had finally become a Copper-Skinned Warrior, with his base lifespan increased by 10, his strength increased by 20, and his basic Long Fist stance training was maxed out. Moreover, his supernatural abilities were no longer limited by a single choice for the day.
Sure enough, he accumulated far more skill than the Copper-Skinned Warrior, and after a month of dedicated practice, he finally made progress.
Those three hundred days of arduous training in the mud were all preparation for these thirty days of intensive effort, which led to today's transformation!
at this time.
The punches coming from Coach Long's side were getting heavier and heavier.
Yang Silang dared not be distracted any longer and dealt with the situation carefully.
In the arena, the two men tumbled and rolled, both of them larger than before. This was because their blood and qi were circulating to their maximum, filling their muscles, bones, and skin, thus "stretching" their bodies larger!