"Bang!"
A dull thud, like a train crashing hard against a wall.
Along with this sound, a gust of wind blew past Du Chuan's face, stinging him as if cut by a knife.
Du Chuan himself is a martial artist, and he knows this is the whirlwind created by a fist.
In fact, so descriptions in martial arts novels are not fictitious. When a person's fist is fast enough, and the strength is powerful enough, it can really kill with the wind generated by the punch.
A normal person simply cannot withstand the strong impact of the punch wind.
If just the punch wind is so unbearable, then what of Jiang Chuan, who bore the full frontal impact from Pala?
Head cracked and bleeding? Bones shattering and muscles tearing?
Du Chuan dare not imagine.
Du Chuan's eyes were tightly shut, and around him, it was deathly quiet.
Du Chuan surmised that everyone must have been shocked by Pala's strength, and Jiang Chuan, at the very least, was seriously injured.
Of course, dying on the spot was extrely possible!
Du Chuan took a deep breath and finally opened his eyes.
Because, after all, Jiang Chuan was his man, and he had to be responsible for Jiang Chuan.
But when Du Chuan really opened his eyes, he was stunned!
Truly stunned!
Because he saw a scene that he found unbelievable.
The scene in front of him completely overturned his understanding.
Right before Du Chuan's eyes, he saw Jiang Chuan extending one finger, gently stopping Pala's fist with the fingertip.
That's right, with just one finger, he steadily held back Pala's fist.
Then looking at Pala, his black face was flushed red, his entire body's muscles tight, clearly tense to the extre.
The muscles on his arm bulged, veins showing, clearly exerting maximum power!
On site, not a sound could be heard, everyone was too shocked to speak!
Their gazes, without exception, focused on Pala's fist, where a single finger quietly resisted, so composed, so calm, as if strolling leisurely in a courtyard.
The scene was silent, deathly silent.
Until monts later, the scene erupted in an uproar.
As if a huge stone suddenly fell from the sky into a previously calm lake, stirring countless splashes and rapidly pushing ripples outward in circles!
"My God! What did I just see? He stopped Pala's fist with just one finger!"
"Am I mistaken? This is Pala's heavy punch, with a maximum impact force of over 800 kilograms, yet it was stopped by one finger. Are you sure you're not filming a movie?"
"That's right, this is impossible! Pala is the World Boxing King, and yet his punch was blocked by an ordinary person's single finger. This isn't scientific!"
Voices of suspicion, doubt, and shock rose one after another.
People seed unwilling to believe what they saw was real.
But reality was right in front of them, forcing belief.
Pala's eyes were wide open, streaked with deep red veins.
His shock surpassed that of others.
Because he knew just how terrifying his punch was: even a bull's brains would burst from this punch.
Even a wall would crumble under the impact of this punch!
Yet, the opposition rely used one finger to block his attack!
How could this be possible?
Pala refused to accept it, he would not accept it!
Opposite him, Jiang Chuan seed to see through his thoughts and calmly said, "I know you're not convinced, that's natural. Because that's the shallowness you bring upon yourself."
"Do you know why I can block you with just one finger?"
Jiang Chuan said calmly, "Because I use genuine Huaxia Kung Fu, specifically Shaolin's One Finger Zen."
"Huaxia Kung Fu originates from Shaolin. Shaolin is authentic Huaxia Kung Fu. And this One Finger Zen is just a very ordinary move within Shaolin Kung Fu."
"Yet it is precisely this ordinary move that can block your all-out punch. What does this prove? It proves that your so-called Tai Chi is utterly insignificant before Huaxia Kung Fu!"
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