Chapter 215 - The First-class Boxing Furnace (1/2)

Chapter 215 The First-class Boxing FurnaceCrack!

Liu Feng shook his right hand, and a crisp sound came from his arm again. Then he stood firm again with a calm smile on his face. “Are you so confident only with a mechanical arm?”

Despite Liu Feng still could speak clearly, he had actually entered an unprecedented state of concentration, and his brain had begun to enter a stage of rapid operation.

The scene of his first practice of martial arts, the time when he joined the army, countless desperate fighting he had experienced, and all the punch techniques he had learned, passed quickly in his mind almost in a moment.

Pierrev’s footsteps were getting faster and faster, and he jumped nearly five meters at last. His shining left fist violently went forward Liu Feng. “Yes, my mechanical arm is enough.”

In Liu Feng’s eyes, there was an inflection of a fast enlarged metal fist, as well as images of punches, which were the playback of his martial arts he practiced from childhood to adulthood.

When Pierrev’s fist was quite close to Liu Feng, all the images in Liu Feng’s eyes disappeared, and he suddenly threw his right fist from the waist. “Boxing Furnace!”

“Bump!”

Liu Feng’s fist collided with Pierrev’s metal fist. This time Liu Feng retreated five steps, while Pierrev retreated two steps.

And this time, Liu Feng’s arm, which had obviously been injured, did not make the sound of bone breakage again, but the skin of his fist was split and began to bleed.

“Eh! It’s quite interesting.”

After standing firm, Pierrev did not immediately launch another attack, but said with interest, “The power of that punch has obviously increased a lot. The martial arts of Celestial Empire is really broad and profound!”

Liu Feng raised his right hand and looked at his bleeding fist, showing a smile on his face. His Boxing Furnace just now, in fact, was still the seventh type of the Seven-style Buddhist Punch. He had always wanted to get rid of this type and to form a real boxing furnace with his own martial arts essence.

He did not succeed by that punch just now, but he took a solid step towards success.

“Pierrev, do it again.” At this time, Liu Feng was a little excited, and once again he stood firm.

“Okay. I want to know how many times your fist will withstand my fist.” Pierrev rushed to Liu Feng again.

Liu Feng had no fear at all, and stepped forward to fight.

“Bump!”

The two fists collided with each other again. This time, the skin of Liu Feng’s fist was split. His fist directly bled and even looked badly mutilated.

On the surface, Liu Feng would suffer losses. But this time, Liu Feng only withdrew three steps, while Pierrev was forced back three steps.

“Again!”

“Come on!”

“Bump!”

This time Liu Feng retreated one step, and Pierrev went back three steps.

“Go on!” Liu Feng did not adjust his rhythm anymore. After forcing Pierrev back by one punch, he jumped forward again.

“Bump!”

At this moment, Pierrev suddenly had a kind of unreal feeling. He seemed to find that he could not avoid Liu Feng’s fist, and could only choose to collide with it. It seemed that Liu Feng’s punch was like more than a dozen punches that hit him at the same time, and blocked all the escape space around him.

When the fists of the two men collided with each other again, Pierrev suddenly felt he was shocked by a great impact. His feet left the ground without control, and his body suddenly flew backwards.

“It’s impossible… puff!”

In mid-air, Pierrev roared loudly and spat out blood.

The reason why Pierrev thought it impossible was that the power of Liu Feng’s last punch seemed to have increased 70 percent. Although the power was not enough to destroy his mechanical arm, it was enough to hurt him internally.

“Ha ha! The promotion and comprehension of martial arts is indeed achieved in the desperate fighting fastest. Thank you, Pierrev. Let’s do it again!”

Liu Feng was extremely excited at this time, a bit like a mad devil. He followed Pierrev like a shadow, and threw his right fist once again. With bright blood flying out, his right fist heavily went towards Pierrev. “The First-class Boxing Furnace!”

“Bump!”

Before it hit the target, it had made the air crack.

At this moment, Pierrev, who had not stood firm yet, suddenly contracted his pupils. Only Liu Feng’s bloody fist was reflected in his eyes, but he seemed to see countless shadows coming towards him.

“No, it’s not…” Pierrev, the second killer in the western underground world, did not make a counterattack or evasive action at that moment, but made a passive defensive action by folding his hands in front of him.

It seemed that Liu Feng was going to punch him on the face. However, he suddenly lowered his fist and punched Pierrev on his left chest with a bang.

“Crack!”

Pierrev’s left chest suddenly sank inward for nearly three inches, accompanied by a dense sound of bone fracture at the same time. Even three radial gaps appeared on Pierrev’s bullet-proof vest because of this punch.

Then, Pierrev suddenly flew backwards.