Baji Iron Mountain Lean!
With this attack, he struck with full force, his arm and shoulder muscles knotted, ferocious and fierce.
Once, Zhang Yong had shattered a several-inch-thick wooden door with this very collision. On a human body, it could mean broken bones or even death.
Tian Liang's pupils contracted, not daring to take it head-on. He sidestepped to avoid it, and at the same time, his body moved like a willow as his legs lashed out in a flurry, resembling the sweeping of fallen leaves.
His kicks were fast and fierce.
It was as if springs were installed on his legs, and each kick sliced through the air with a whooshing sound.
Shadowless Leg?
Zhang Yong's eyes glinted. He twisted his body to block laterally, his hands moved like seals closing and legs rooted like old trees, quickly closing the gap between the two.
Leg Technique,
Only by maintaining a distance can its power be fully unleashed.
"Hmph!"
