Seeing this scene, Qiuyan was surprised at first.

"Don't you know that the most taboo of this young master Hanyu is to show his limbs and joints when he is good at capturing and capturing martial arts?"

Then he exclaimed: "Wu Liancheng has fully obtained the need of" Lixiong ", and his capture skills should be like this!"

"Sister Qiu Yan, what does Li Xiong mean?" Li yarou seems to have heard the word for the first time.

"Lixiong said that white spots mean strong body and strong strength, which is a necessary condition for learning and using capture.

As the saying goes, "to be poisonous, to be cruel, to be power-based. All skills and abilities are not enough. "

Wu Liancheng can reach "Lixiong" at the age of 20, which is indispensable for both innate qualification and postnatal efforts. In fact, in Wu Liancheng's present state, sealing the throat, breaking the arm, and breaking the bones and tendons are just like leisure. "

With the explanation of Qiu Yan, a senior martial artist, Wu Liancheng's hands are firmly connected with Han Yu Xiaotian's arm joints.

After that, Wu Liancheng burst into a drink. His inner strength was moving. His hands were twisted. A huge force enough to break the tendon fell on the joint of Hanyu Xiaotian's left arm

It's up to you!

Yi Xue, Qiu Yan and others suddenly feel a little bit bored and bored when they see the long-awaited duel coming to an end.

Wu Liancheng also recited in his heart: "it's over.".

He knew nothing more than the consequences of his capture. He had already passed the test of hundreds of actual combat competitions. No one could continue to fight after being separated by himself.

"This is the man who was praised as a strong man by Hanyu's heyday?" Wu Liancheng is not only hesitant?

"Why? No

Wu Liancheng suddenly felt something wrong. Every time he separated his opponent's muscles and muscles and twisted his opponent's joints in the past martial arts competitions, his subtle feeling would be truthfully fed back to his perception.

However, the familiar feeling did not appear again!

Wu Liancheng's eyes suddenly looked at his opponent, but what he saw was a calm and calm smile on his face, and his eyes as deep as a pool...

his arm joints, which should have been broken by himself, were intact!

"How could it be?"

Wu Liancheng had a ghost look on his face, and then he gritted his teeth with disbelief. He used his strength again to use the thirty-six types of seizing hands that he relied on one by one...

"the gold wire wrapped around the wrist", "the backward grabbing plow handle" and "the wind rolling the remnant leaves"...

Han Yu Xiaotian's body joints were almost taken care of by Wu Liancheng, but Wu Liancheng was disappointed that the result was the same In the past, the other side was still motionless.

In the past, he had broken countless joints in the human body, which were familiar to him. It seemed that hanyu Xiaotian was no longer a weak point.

Wu Liancheng has an illusion that what he is trying to twist is not a human joint, but a steel body that has been forged countless times and is hard to shake.

Moreover, he also found some clues: through the subtle perception from his hands, Wu Liancheng found that the strength of the other's bones was appalling, and the flexibility and strength of the muscles and veins at the joints were far beyond his imagination!

Even the muscle tissue and skin, which should have been weak, were not damaged at all under his hands, which were strong enough to crush the hardwood.

"What kind of body is this?

Steel and iron?

No, his physical strength should be far more than steel!

Wu Liancheng is not that he hasn't met martial arts practitioners like iron cloth clothes and steel muscles and bones, but their physical strength is still far from being compared with the young man who looks weak and quiet.

I didn't expect that after I tried my best, I still failed. Even I didn't find the bottom line of the other party!

The most difficult thing for Wu Liancheng to accept is that from the beginning to the end, the other side did not attack at all!

It is the first time for Wu Liancheng to meet such an opponent in so many years.

He released his hands, still holding the wrist and elbow joints of Hanyu Xiaotian, stood up and stood up, looking pale at the boy who was several years younger than himself.

"I lost!"