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In front of him, the Black Death Tiger had already touched the threshold of that realm, moving ahead of Wang Longhu.

Eastern martial artists emphasize tendons, bones, and skin, while Western fighters focus on muscles.

In Eastern martial arts, the understanding is that the power of the human body originates from qi and blood. As long as the tendons, bones, and skin are properly trained, a surge of qi and blood can unleash astounding power.

Like many old martial artists who appear frail, with their skin seemingly draped over bones and without an ounce of flesh.

Yet as long as they exert their force, their strength is not at all inferior to that of young people.

This is the power of tendons, bones, and skin. The major tendons of the human body are like springs; if they can be tightly drawn, they have strength.

And bones are the support for strength. If your bones aren't hard enough, they won't withstand the force of tightly drawn tendons. Skin is the key; if it's too weak, the tendons will tear the skin before clashing with an enemy, causing you pain.

When the major tendons exert their force, the sign is that the sinews swell and redden, making the person's skin look dark from a distance, which is quite frightening.

Observing the visibly larger Black Death Tiger, this was a display of tendon-relaxing and bone-activating techniques, with a broad back and bear-like waist. It was the first time Wang Longhu's face showed an amused expression.

Indeed, dueling with experts is more interesting.

He just wondered how many punches these two experts, with one practicing Drunken Fist and the other who had refined their tendons, bones, and skin better than him, could withstand!

Bam!

Wang Longhu rushed out in a step, causing the concrete road underfoot to collapse instantly, leaving a web-like cracked pit.

At the same time, the boots on Wang Longhu's feet burst one after another, leaving him barefoot. This was an indication of his sudden use of dark force to strike acupuncture points in his feet.

Though using dark force depletes the martial artist's energy, it also enhances their speed. Wang Longhu, an expert in Baji, focuses most on speed and impact in his opening moves.

Only with faster speed and stronger blows can the opponent be overwhelmed, weakening them with each strike.

By leveraging the dark force to strike acupuncture points in his feet, Wang Longhu enhanced his sprint's explosiveness, showing the utmost respect to these two martial artists from Hong Kong Island.

Even if he were to beat them to death, he wanted them to die with glory.

"He's coming!"

In a mere instant, Drunk Yige felt the overwhelming pressure approaching. For Wang Longhu, a distance of three or four meters was just a dash.

Feeling the gale from Wang Longhu's charge ruffle his long hair into a chaotic dance, Drunk Yige burped and suddenly tumbled to the ground, kicking both legs straight at Wang Longhu's abdomen.

Drunken Fist emphasizes coordination of eyes, hands, body, legs, and steps. It involves transmitting intent and spirit in moves, with swift hands and sharp eyes, agile steps, hardness and softness intertwined, movement swift and stillness stable.

Beginners in Drunken Fist are required to successfully thread a needle on a three-legged table while drunk, ensuring they don't fall off and maintain balance.

Only then can they master the 'Eight Immortals of Intoxication' within Drunken Fist, as the boxing scripture says, 'There is no punch, there is no intention, within no punch lies true intent,' embodying techniques hidden in drunkenness.

There's no denying Wang Longhu's speed, but Drunk Yige might be the only martial artist tonight whose dynamic vision can keep up with his speed.

"Oh?" Seeing Drunk Yige dodge his opening move by pretending to fall, Wang Longhu was slightly surprised.

Because his choice of whom to strike first was completely random, those who couldn't react would have their moves forcibly broken by his opening strike, falling behind from the start.

But not only did Drunk Yige react in time to dodge his attack, he seized the opportunity to counterattack, proving that this person indeed had some skills.

With one hand blocking Drunk Yige's oncoming kick, Wang Longhu stepped forward, aiming a step at his opponent's groin with the momentum of Mount Tai's crushing force.

Wang Longhu's strength could create pits in concrete; if this kick landed, Drunk Yige would not only fail as a man but would find it extremely difficult to become a woman.

Seeing this fellow instantly curl up like a turtle, limbs retracted, effortlessly rolling away from Wang Longhu's powerful petrifying kick.

Before Wang Longhu could continue pursuing, the Black Death Tiger on the side supported with a punch aimed at Wang Longhu's head.

"Good timing!" Wang Longhu was already thrilled at this point. Facing the Black Death Tiger, who was two heads taller, he neither evaded nor dodged, firmly planting his legs on the ground and throwing a punch with a shout.

Bear Form Collapsing Force!

At this moment, Wang Longhu seemed to transform into a bloated giant bear, delivering a massive punch to clash squarely with the Black Death Tiger.

This punch unleashed both bright and dark energies, causing the Black Death Tiger's face to change suddenly, "What?!"

From Wang Longhu's fist, a force of form strength brutally surged into the Black Death Tiger's arm, traveling from his fist up to his forearm, then to his shoulder.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

Wherever it reached, the sinews in Black Death Tiger's arm burst open, blood spraying uncontrollably, instantly rendering the entire arm as scarred and shredded as if targeted by a thousand cuts.

"Gah!"

With the final burst at his shoulder, the entire Black Death Tiger was instantly blown away, landing on the ground with his whole body twitching.

At this moment, he couldn't even feel the existence of his arm.

With just one punch, Wang Longhu shattered the sinews and bones in his arm, ensuring the man would never recover its use in his lifetime.