บท 22: Can't Feel It
บรรณาธิการ: Atlas Studios
That person repelled Chu Nan with a palm strike but did not continue to pursue. Instead, he stood on the spot and frowned as he stared at Chu Nan with an extremely dissatisfied expression.
"Hey, if you don't want to spar with me, just say it. What's the meaning of this?"
Chu Nan ignored him and lowered his head to look at his right hand with a frown.
Although this punch earlier was slightly different from the one this person had suddenly used when he appeared earlier, it could be considered the standard third stance and fourth move of the Hong Clan's Long Fist—Shooting Horse Cup Fist, and it was sufficient to exert his strength that was infinitely close to 100%.
However, the final effect was that the punch just now could be on par with this person. Now, this punch was obviously much worse, causing the other party to complain that he was sparring half-heartedly.
Of course, Chu Nan knew that he had already used his full strength in this punch. The reason why there was such an obvious difference was because he had used his full strength with the Internal Breath mobilized earlier, but he did not manage to unleash it in this punch. The difference in strength was obvious.
"Why did this punch not carry any internal breath?" Chu Nan frowned in confusion.
"Stop daydreaming. Again!"
However, that person did not give Chu Nan any time to continue thinking. He stepped forward and slapped again.
The speed of this palm was actually not fast, and it even looked a little light at first glance. However, when it entered Chu Nan's eyes, countless fine statistics combined together, allowing him to immediately determine that no matter which direction he moved in, the other party could immediately make the corresponding changes without any difficulty.
"Good palm technique!"
Chu Nan could not help but praise. Without dodging, he stood on his left foot and took a step forward with his right foot. He placed his left fist on his waist and twisted his body along with his right foot. His right arm quickly stretched out and his right fist struck out with a gust of wind.
It was the first move of the first stance recorded on the introduction page of "Hong Clan's Long Fist"—Sitting Horse Rush Fist.
Slap!
Chu Nan's fist struck the palm of that person without any mistakes, and another muffled sound was heard.
That person did not move at all, but Chu Nan's body swayed twice. He used this opportunity to exquisitely eliminate the powerful recoil from that person's palm. His right leg pressed down forcefully, and his right foot firmly stepped on the ground. His body suddenly twisted to the right, and his left leg stepped forward as he swung his left fist diagonally.
The first stance and second move of the Hong Clan's Long Fist—Sitting Horse Stab Fist.
There was almost no gap between the second and first punch. He even borrowed the force of the person's counterattack to adjust his body even faster. His entire movement was completed in one go.
Just as that person was about to slap him, he discovered that Chu Nan's punch was aimed at the space under his ribs and he was forced to withdraw his palm.
Slap!
This time, when their fists collided, their bodies shook and Chu Nan was not inferior.
However, Chu Nan still frowned with an unsatisfied expression.
This punch was forced to change moves by the other party, so he naturally could not use his full strength. The recoil from his palm immediately decreased from more than 800 kilograms from the previous two strikes to less than 500 kilograms.
On the contrary, Chu Nan had already made an accurate calculation and judgment based on the accurate data. He had mobilized all his strength in this punch, but the two of them were still evenly matched.
From this, it could be seen that with his physical strength, it was impossible for Chu Nan to surpass the other party.
However, what made Chu Nan dissatisfied was not this, but that he was still unable to successfully mobilize his Internal Breath.
This puzzled him.
Previously, when he was facing the sneak attack in the underground parking lot and when he was secretly practicing the Hong Clan's Long Fist, he had clearly been able to punch while mobilizing his Internal Breath. Why could he not do it now?
In the intense battle, how could he allow Chu Nan to slowly think about the problem?
That person received Chu Nan's punch and did not gain any advantage. He let out a soft exclamation filled with surprise before his body swayed strangely and he diagonally darted to the left of Chu Nan's body. His left hand seemed to have casually swayed as it headed straight for Chu Nan.
At this moment, Chu Nan struck out with his left fist and his body leaned forward. His left side was weak, so it should be very difficult for him to counterattack in a proper posture. The best choice was to retreat and avoid it.
However, Chu Nan's body suddenly fell to the right and his entire body fell, avoiding his palm.
When his body was about to reach the ground, Chu Nan had already retracted his right fist into a palm. He slapped the ground hard and bounced up using the recoil.
While his body was still in midair, his waist had already twisted along the recoil to the left. His right fist struck out, aiming at the lower left rib after the left palm struck.
Although his posture was extremely strange, if one were to slightly adjust the angle of the scene, they would discover that the upper half of Chu Nan's body was still in the standard third stance second move of the Hong Clan's Long Fist—Shooting Horse Stab Fist.
Bang!
This time, although that person still reacted in time and twisted his body, using his right palm to block Chu Nan's punch, when the fist and palm collided, the muffled sound was not like hitting a dead tree, but a solid and normal collision.
From the reaction force coming from his palm, it was only 437.983749 kilograms. Chu Nan knew that the other party had clearly reacted even more hastily than before, so he was unable to completely use his internal breath and could not unleash the full strength of his palm.
However, Chu Nan was not satisfied.
Although he had a slight advantage in this punch because of his abnormally fast reaction speed, the important thing was that he still could not use his Internal Breath in this punch.
The mysterious realm that he had unintentionally entered when he was attacked and practicing his fist earlier flashed through his mind. Chu Nan suddenly took two steps back and avoided that person's subsequent counterattack.
"Please wait!"
That person stopped and looked at Chu Nan in shock with a slightly dissatisfied expression.
In the previous two exchanges, he had been slightly passive due to Chu Nan's abnormally fast and precise counterattack. Although his Internal Breath was clearly deeper than Chu Nan's, he did not even have the chance to unleash it.
However, this situation did not make him feel aggrieved. Instead, he was a little excited.
How could it be so easy to encounter such a special opponent?
Just as he was about to perk up and properly spar with Chu Nan, this opponent suddenly stopped!
"Hey, Chu… hmm, Chu Nan, right? You're having a good time fighting, why are you shouting for me to stop?"
Hearing the complaints in his tone, Chu Nan could not help but laugh. He felt that this person was quite a martial arts fanatic.
"I've encountered some problems and can't unleash my full strength. Give me some time."
That person was immediately amused.
"You mean… you've been hiding your strength and giving in to me just now?"
"No." Chu Nan shook his head. "I just…" Chu Nan frowned and thought for a moment, "I can't feel it."
"Can't feel it?" That person was surprised, "What do you not feel?"
Chu Nan did not answer. He only lowered his head and thought for a moment before gesturing to the person to stop and retreated to the side.
After concentrating for a moment, he bent his legs and sank. His feet moved left and right, and the distance was just above his shoulders. His fists were clenched at his waist at the same time. Then, he suddenly twisted his waist to the left, causing his right body to spin violently. His right hand clenched into a fist and squeezed out.
Bang!
A muffled explosion sounded.
Chu Nan's punch affected the air and caused an air explosion.
The person watching raised his eyebrows.
As an expert of the Internal Breath realm, he could naturally tell that Chu Nan's punch did not contain any Internal Breath, but it still produced such a terrifying force. It could be seen that not only was Chu Nan's physical strength tempered extremely outstanding, he was also extremely skilled in using it.
When he recalled how he had clashed with Chu Nan three times earlier, other than the first time, he did not sense any Internal Breath surging from his fist the remaining two times. However, he could still sense an abnormally powerful force from it. He could not help but feel a little shocked.
It was obvious that this junior student called Chu Nan had yet to reach the stage where he could freely circulate his Internal Breath. He could actually use such a powerful force with his physical strength alone. It had simply surpassed the limit of an ordinary martial artist's physical body.
He was certain that Chu Nan was still in the Overlord Body Realm, but he was definitely the most powerful Overlord body martial artist he had ever seen!
Apart from that, from what he had unintentionally observed when Chu Nan was practicing his fist technique alone, he had probably touched the boundary of breaking through to the actual Internal Breath realm. That was why he told himself that he could not feel anything.
"How does this kid plan to find the feeling?"
He could not help but feel curious and took two steps back to give Chu Nan more space to observe his movements.
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