Chapter 164

"Tiger boxing, although it looks very powerful, has the same origin as mantis boxing."

Frowning, Lin Fan's eyes are tightly fixed on the big hair's fist.

It seems to be meditating, but also seems to be summing up.

"At this time, we are still studying our Kung Fu."

Looking at Lin Fan and just the same, er Mao's voice was full of disdain: "since you want to die, don't blame me for cutting your head."

His sickle hook, if hit, will cut off Lin Fan's neck.

The name is not shouting, but this move is extremely sharp.

However, the next moment appeared, but it broke all of Er Mao's common sense.

When he was about to hit Lin Fan's head, his fist was lost.

The same thing happened to Mao. It was clear that his tiger fist was about to hit Lin fan, but at the end of the day, he failed.

Lin Fan's body was twisted, in an incredible angle.

Whether it is big hair's fist or two hair's fist, all are cleverly dodged by Lin fan.

Well, how could this be?

Looking at Lin Fan's twisted body, big hair and two hair's eyes are full of wonder.

Is this tenacity and flexibility really what human beings can do?

"Damao, is your tiger fist like this?"

Dodging two people's attack, Lin Fan grabbed big hair's fist with one hand: "if it's just like this, you two can't beat me."

"Don't pretend in front of me. We've just started."

All of a sudden, Lin Fan caught his fist. Big hair's face changed and a cross leg swept in the past: "today, no matter what, you must die."

"Elder martial brother is right. You must die today."

The two hairs in the back also came back to his mind, and again aimed at Lin Fan's head and waved his fist.

"Tiger boxing is your dependence, but you use your legs."

Looking at the big hair kick over the cross leg, Lin Fan sneered: "with this move, you have lost."

The fists were flung out, as if with the whistling of a tiger.

"This is my tiger fist. Feel it, Mao."

The voice falls, the fist has hit big hair's kneecap bone.

Click.

The sound of broken bones rings, followed by the scream of big hair.

Ah

The bone of his leg was broken, and Damao stumbled and fell directly.

However, all this is not what Damao cares about. What he cares about is Lin Fan's martial arts.

It's too strong. It's really strong.

Just saw him use tiger boxing once, Lin fan not only learned, but also improved?

Lin Fan's fist just now produced great power. Mao himself could not do it.

Martial arts genius, this is the terror of martial arts genius!

The two hairs behind him looked like this, and his eyes suddenly became straight with fright.

The elder martial brother was defeated. The elder martial brother he always admired was defeated by Lin fan.

"I have already reminded you that you should really listen to your elder martial brother."

Turning around and looking at Er Mao behind him, Lin Fan joked, "you shouldn't have come up to die, you know?"

"You Don't come here... "

Finally realized Lin Fan's terror, where Er Mao still had the confidence just now.

Looking at Lin fan who came step by step, he was scared to retreat and then back.

Both his mantis boxing and his elder martial brother's tiger boxing have lost their function here.

Not only did not play the attack effect, but let Lin Fan learn these two boxing techniques.

This kid, this kid's too scary.

"Just now, it's very exciting. Now, why is it all of a sudden?"

Looking at a frightened two hair, the corner of Lin Fan's mouth curved: "men can't say no, you have to be strong."