703: Chapter 699: Beating Down 703: Chapter 699: Beating Down Facing Mo Xuangu’s Big Stone-Smashing Palm, Ye Fan acted swiftly due to his foresight, and held back so strength during their initial exchange, which was exploratory.
Thus, he decisively turned his fist into a snake strike, his arm twisting like a snake, hissing as he swiftly circled around Mo Xuangu’s palm strike and targeted the wrist ridians of Mo Xuangu.
Mo Xuangu imdiately transford his palm into a blade, slashing towards Ye Fan’s snake strike.
Sensing a sharp breeze slicing towards him, Ye Fan quickly withdrew the snake strike, half-turned his right arm, and launched a move called “Bear’s Ramming Charge,” propelling himself directly at Mo Xuangu’s chest.
Faced with the overpowering charge, Mo Xuangu had no choice but to step into a freestyle Qinggong stance, dodging fluidly to the left, and then swinging his chopping right palm back towards Ye Fan’s lower ribs.
However, by that ti, Ye Fan had already charged past, leaving Mo Xuangu slashing at thin air.
Ye Fan continued to surge forward six or seven ters, sensing that Mo Xuangu couldn’t catch up, he imdiately stamped his right foot, spun around, and faced Mo Xuangu.
Mo Xuangu also turned around just in ti.
The two n reassessed each other, searching for a break in the other’s defense.
After half a circle around the combat platform, Mo Xuangu finally took the initiative to attack.
He lunged forward with Qinggong, delivering a direct Big Stone-Smashing Palm at Ye Fan.
Not opting to clash directly, Ye Fan dodged with a monkey-style movent, circled to Mo Xuangu’s left rear side, and suddenly his form expanded, with a surge of air flow accompanied by a tiger roar that shook the soul, pouncing towards Mo Xuangu.
This move was called “Hungry Tiger Pounces on Pig.” When a tiger in the forest pounced on a wild boar, it always lurked behind the bushes, leaping out suddenly from behind to break the boar’s cervical vertebrae with a bite.
Suddenly hearing the deafening tiger roar behind him, and feeling the blast of air on his back, Mo Xuangu’s mind involuntarily conjured the image of a ferocious tiger leaping out of the bushes toward him.
This visualization startled him, and he dared not use the Returning Wind Palm to strike at Ye Fan, instead quickly stepping into the Qinggong stance and fleeing forward.
“Good!” Shen Biancheng couldn’t help but shout, striking his fist against his palm.
“The Hungry Tiger Pounces on Pig” move seed simple, but was extrely difficult to master.
It required combining montum with illusion, making the opponent suddenly believe a ferocious tiger was attacking from behind, directly frightening the opponent into a fearful retreat without daring to counterattack.
Other knowledgeable martial arts experts also stood up excitedly, loudly applauding.
As for those who did not understand, they couldn’t comprehend why Mo Xuangu, having the chance to counter “Hungry Tiger Pounces on Pig,” was instead scared into fleeing, inadvertently exposing a huge vulnerability on his back to Ye Fan.
However, although Mo Xuangu’s Qinggong was fast, it was like a boar being attacked, unable to escape Ye Fan’s encompassing Tiger Form Splitting Fist.
Ye Fan’s splitting fist struck with great force, fiercely aiming at Mo Xuangu’s back.
The experts below the platform gasped in amazent.
If Mo Xuangu’s back was hit, his heart would undoubtedly shatter, leading to certain death!
Just then, Mo Xuangu, being a battle-hardened expert of internal power, instinctively took two steps away and quickly reacted.
In a panic, he shook the ground with his left foot and struck out with a Returning Palm.
Bang!
A deafening explosion echoed, the forceful wind painfully whipped the faces of those close to the platform, montarily taking their breaths away.
Mo Xuangu grunted, his body flung three or four ters away.
Originally, Ye Fan employed the imnsely powerful Tiger Form Splitting Fist, and Mo Xuangu only managed a hasty block after being intimidated into fleeing.
Even though he stamped the fighting platform floor, made of reinforced concrete, with such force that it left a footprint five to six centiters deep, it was still far inferior to Ye Fan’s Tiger Form Splitting Fist.
So, upon collision, he was imdiately sent flying.
Taking advantage of his opponent’s vulnerability, Ye Fan struck successfully and imdiately took in a deep breath to perform Roc’s Winged Light Skill, shooting towards Mo Xuangu like lightning, aiming directly at his vital points.
However, being the biological son of Old Master Mo, Mo Xuangu had solid fundantal skills.
Even though he was sent flying by Ye Fan, he managed to regain his balance upon landing, rooting himself to the ground like an old tree.
As Ye Fan’s punch roared towards his head in mid-air, Mo Xuangu, surprisingly, ignored it.
His right hand transford into a claw, aiming straight for Ye Fan’s throat, ready to risk mutual destruction.
Ye Fan felt the rush of wind and a slight pain in his throat and naturally refused to accept mutual destruction.
He imdiately turned his punch into a Horizontal Power Fist, blocking Mo Xuangu’s Green Dragon’s Claw.
Mo Xuangu finally saw an opportunity and used his nimble footwork to quickly distance himself from Ye Fan.
That strike not only sent him flying but also caused his entire body’s Qi-Blood to be unsettled, making him feel suffocated and internally injured.
Therefore, he needed to distance himself to regulate his turbulent Qi-Blood.
However, Ye Fan was not about to let Mo Xuangu have his way.
Ye Fan twisted his body, swooping towards Mo Xuangu like a fierce eagle.
Facing Ye Fan’s relentless pursuit, Mo Xuangu did not rely on his nimble footwork to continue fleeing.
He stomped on the ground with his left foot and launched a Big Stone-Smashing Palm.
This ti, Ye Fan chose not to dodge Mo Xuangu’s Big Stone-Smashing Palm.
Likewise, he twisted his right leg and bounced off the ground, a bouncing force traveling up his leg, causing his bones and joints to create a series of crackling sounds.
His right fist, like a cone, was brought to his chest, fist facing upward, combined with the spiraling force from his left foot, aid downward toward the center of Mo Xuangu’s Big Stone-Smashing Palm.
Bouncing Step Heart Punch!
The Eight Trigram Palm contained spiraling force, and Xingyi Boxing also had spiraling force, and the Bouncing Step Heart Punch was specifically ant to counter the Big Stone-Smashing Palm of the Eight Trigram Palm.
However, the Bouncing Step Heart Punch was extrely difficult to master, typically only those who had reached a certain level of skill could learn it; if one’s capabilities were insufficient and they attempted to learn it, mastering the spiraling force poorly could easily result in damaging the entire body’s tendons and bones, causing disability.
Bang!
When the fist and palm collided, nurous whirling winds blew outwards.
Both Ye Fan and Mo Xuangu couldn’t help but grunt.
Ye Fan was forced to take several steps backward.
He stepped outward with his left leg, his whole body’s bones shaking like a cock fluffing its feathers, successfully neutralizing the spiraling force from Mo Xuangu’s palm.
As for Mo Xuangu, he was also pushed back, retreating five or six steps before stopping, dissipating the spiraling force from Ye Fan’s Bouncing Step Heart Punch.
At this point, Ye Fan drew in a deep breath and pounced, attacking Mo Xuangu like a ferocious storm.
Mo Xuangu, unable to utilize his nimble footwork in ti, had no choice but to use the Eight Trigram Palm technique to block Ye Fan’s onslaught.
With Mo Xuangu unable to employ his nimble footwork effectively, he had effectively disabled half of his power and was forced into a constant retreat under Ye Fan’s fierce attacks.
Everyone watching from below widened their eyes, their hearts trembling and mouths agape.
They had originally thought Ye Fan was no match, but contrary to their expectations, it was Mo Xuangu who was being dominated.
As for the Mo family mbers, seeing Mo Xuangu constantly retreating under Ye Fan’s attacks, they dared not even breathe.
After retreating continuously for five or six steps, Mo Xuangu suddenly felt Ye Fan’s hands on his wrist and exclaid in shock, “No!
It’s the Flying Horse Treading on a Swallow!”
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