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"You're welcome."Bai Ziyi said calmly,"Actually, I'm not a great person, I'm just lucky enough to have read the ancient martial arts inheritance book."

Bai Ziyi laughed, naturally it is impossible to tell the truth about the kung fu given by the system.

That Zhong Mingshan is a martial arts fanatic. After meeting, he didn't say a few polite words and immediately asked about ancient martial arts.

"Master Bai, I watched your video, and I’ve never been able to figure out a question. Why can one punch be so powerful when you were so close to Toshi Fujino?"

"I have been immersed in Chinese martial arts for decades, and I have never seen such a powerful way of exerting force. How did you do it?"

Looking at the other party's sincere look, Bai Ziyi did not answer clearly, but asked insinuatingly:"Master Zhong, you practice the Supreme Fist, right?"

"right."Zhong Mingshan nodded,"I am the seventeenth generation descendant of Seven Injury Fist."

"So I want to ask you, what is your method of exerting force?"

"Strength comes from feet. The feet are stable but the body is heavy. This means great strength."

"right."Bai Ziyi nodded,"Traditional martial arts emphasizes the stability of the lower body. The force originates from the ground and comes from feet. There is no problem with that, but it is only force, not Qi."

"Strength, strength, strength. Does Master Zhong know that strength and energy are always inseparable?"Bai Ziyi asked back

"Please give me some advice from Master Bai."

Zhong Mingshan clasped his fists sincerely.

Xu Zhaoming on the side saw this and was extremely serious. Including the young disciples outside, they also pricked up their ears to listen.

Bai Ziyi felt that the lecture was not impressive, so Pointing to the sandbag in the center of the lobby, he said to Zhong Mingshan:"Take this sandbag as an example."

"Master Zhong has practiced Seven Injury Boxing for decades and must have his own understanding of how to exert force. Now I ask Master Zhong to go to the sandbag and hit the sandbag with all his strength to see how far he can hit it."

"good!"

Zhong Mingshan did not ask Bai Ziyi why he did this. He was completely convinced by Bai Ziyi, and today he acted as a consultant.

He quickly went to the sandbag, took a deep breath, and adjusted his breathing.

The sandbag was made of a piece of hemp. The ropes tied to the beams were at least two meters long and weighed at least several hundred kilograms when surrounded by one person.

Many disciples saw this in their eyes, as if they felt that the master was competing for the martial arts school.

They added up one after another. Oil comes

"Come on, Master!"

"You are invincible!"

"Let’s show off the power of our Seven Injury Fist!"

Everyone was so excited that their throats were almost torn.

After all, it is definitely a good opportunity to perform in front of the recognized number one person in the current martial arts world.

Zhong Mingshan is over sixty, but his lower body is very stable. Inhale, He dismounted at an angle, formed a fist with his right hand, and punched the sandbag fiercely.

Boom!

A loud noise was heard, Zhong Mingshan's calloused fist collided with the sandbag, and the sand inside spurted out in an instant, A burst of smoke stirred up in the air.

And with the smoke, the sandbag weighing several hundred kilograms rose directly from the spot. It spun 360 degrees in the air before falling back to its original position.

Hug it Sandbags, the surrounding disciples burst into warm applause

"good!"

"The master is handsome!"

"Master's punch was beautiful!"

A sandbag weighing hundreds of kilograms can be punched so hard that it can fly into the air and flip around in a full circle. It is indeed very powerful.

If this force hits an ordinary person, it will probably cause the person to have a cardiac arrest.

This punch There is nothing wrong with being beautiful.

But Bai Ziyi's reaction was not big. He nodded calmly and continued to ask Zhong Mingshan:"If Master Zhong is only ten centimeters away from the sandbag, what kind of power can he produce?"

"this……"

Zhong Mingshan was embarrassed.

The Seven Injury Fist's emphasis on wide opening and closing, as well as the ten centimeter-inch force operation, are really not within the scope of his research.

"You can try it, just try your best."Bai Ziyi said

"All right."Zhong Mingshan said,"I'll give it a try."

Stabilizing the sandbag again, Zhong Mingshan readjusted his intention and shortened the distance between his fist and the surface of the sandbag to ten centimeters. At this time, everyone began to hold their breath and concentrate again.

But this way of exerting force is obviously not what Zhong Mingshan is good at, and it is still with The same as before, the bottom plate is very stable, but the time for the fist to accumulate power in the air is much shorter. A ten-centimeter fist hits it without pain or itching.

The whole sandbag sways slightly in the air, and the swing range of the back and forth does not exceed ten degrees.

Look. Holding the sandbag with little reaction, Zhong Mingshan scratched his head in embarrassment:"I made Master Bai laugh. Bai

Ziyi's attitude was very serious. He didn't smile, but looked like he was studying:"Master Zhong, can you summarize why the first punch has such a big impact, but the second punch has little impact?""

"Exerting force is a process of building momentum."Zhong Mingshan said immediately,"The former's punch is far enough, and I can accumulate the power to the maximum. If I hit it with my fist like that, it will naturally have a great influence. The latter's force is too short, and the accumulated power is not enough, so it cannot produce any effect. Sufficient lethality."

Hearing this, Bai Ziyi did not confirm or deny, but stood up from the chair.

Approaching the center of the hall, Zhong Mingshan stepped aside consciously.

Bai Ziyi was seen standing in the middle of the hall, with one hand behind his back, He made a fist with one hand and stood straight with his legs, looking like he was taking a leisurely stroll. He did not speak, but silently placed the fist less than ten centimeters away from the sandbag.

At the moment when no one could react, , punched directly.

Although the movement was small, it had a big impact.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and a burst of smoke surged around the sandbag.

Just like the first punch Zhong Mingshan just punched, the entire sandbag flew away. got up, and then spun three hundred times in the air on the tied hemp rope.Ten degrees, complete landing.

This shock is not on the same level as Zhong Mingshan's before.

The two have the same effect, but the distance is completely different.

You must know that when the distance was only ten centimeters, Zhong Mingshan only hit less than ten degrees.

But Bai Ziyi can create such a big image in such a short distance. How does he do it?

Everyone took a deep breath and marveled

"how did you do that?"

"It’s unscientific anymore, why can he produce so much power in such a short distance?"

"And he didn’t even take his body with him to retreat."

"If a normal person were to hit such a heavy sandbag, he would definitely have to take two steps back. He didn't move at all. How did he do it?"

Everyone couldn't believe it.

But Bai Ziyi was not over at all.

After the first punch, he held the sandbag steady again, still at the same distance.

However, his fist seemed to stop in the air for a long time, as if It was like accumulating power.

Then, his fist suddenly punched forward like electricity.

Then, everyone followed.

But this time, the sandbag did not move at all.

And his fist had already smashed into the inside of the sandbag.

This punch , actually hugged through the sandbag!

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