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Critical Blow!

Although Ye Junlang's other fist techniques, such as the Dragon Shadow Killer Whale Fist from the Dragon Shadow Organization, could also be activated with a critical strike force, forming a critical strike technique.

But these boxing techniques are not enough to be called true critical strikes. That means they cannot fully unleash Ye Junlang's own critical power, thus producing a truly impactful blow.

Only the Fist of Fury can accomplish this.

Speaking of it, Ye Junlang's own rage-killing fist being able to take shape, there is more or less a deliberate or accidental result in this from Old Man Ye.

When Ye Junlang was young, Ye Laotou forced him into the deep mountains and forests to fight various ferocious beasts. At first, Ye Junlang was naturally very afraid, and he was basically chased by those beasts. But strangely, he was able to turn danger into safety every time.

Later, Old Ye told him, "Young Ye, ferocious beasts attack humans not only because of their bloodlust but also because of their anger. They feel that you have invaded their territory and disturbed them, so they attack you out of rage, and their momentum is naturally overwhelming. You can also have your own anger and rage, which can erupt as a murderous aura to suppress the anger of those beasts. If you suppress their anger, they will not dare to be so rampant, and they may even hesitate. That's when you'll have the chance to kill them."

As a young man, Ye Junlang followed Ye Laotou's instructions and intentionally cultivated his killing intent. It actually had some effect later on, though in the end he still couldn't escape being chased by beasts.

At that time, Ye Junlang felt that he should have a fighting style for killing ferocious beasts. One day, in the small ravine behind his house, he imagined the old elm tree in the yard as a ferocious beast. His eyes widened with rage, and murderous intent surged within him. Then, with precision and focus, he began to punch and develop his moves.

He remembered that time when Old Ye was holding a dry pipe, squatting on the threshold with his old eyes narrowed, watching him. His other hand didn't forget to habitually pat his crotch and then put it to his nose to smell. That image was naturally indescribable.

At the end, Old Man Ye seemed to have had enough. He stood up and started yelling, "Ye kid, are you using those fancy punches for fighting women Did that little fatty bully you and you're practicing these moves to fight back"

"Old Ye, get out of my way, I'm going to practice martial arts and fight that black bear."

"Tsk, with fists as soft as Zhang Widow's chest, you want to fight the Black Bear A punch is a punch, there's no need for all these flashy moves. Have you ever seen a tiger, wolf, or bear attack and put on a show first They just bite straight at the vital spot. A punch is the same, simplify it, get to the point of killing. Your first punch was wrong, it should be like this... move your fist a little more to the left, follow the force, you understand You're smart when hiding money, coming up with 36 strategies for that, but practicing punches like a pig."

Besides, your punch is simply pathetic. Who told you that power comes from the arms With your skinny arms, how much strength can you possibly generate What about the power in your other limbs Has it all gone to your pale, flat stomach Power originates from the soles of your feet, flowing into your torso, with your waist and spine as the fulcrum, forming the great dragon's power of the human body. Then it flows into your arms and finally reaches your fist.

This force is still wrong, let me, your grandpa, demonstrate again. Come on, come on...

Okay, it's starting to get interesting... You think you're something special just because I complimented you Who told you to stop Keep practicing!

This is the prototype of the Furious Killing Fist.

Ye Junlang has practiced every day since he was young, and at the same time, he follows Ye Laotou's guidance on power techniques.

Chapter 465: Critical Strike Fist (2/2)

The explosion, this power generation technique is also the power generation technique that produces critical hits.

At that time, Ye Junlang once thought that Old Master Ye was like those peerless masters who lived in seclusion in the mountains described in martial arts novels. He was at least several dozen stories tall.

But Ye Junlang's fantasy was shattered soon after, originating from a time when he went up the mountain with Old Man Ye. Suddenly, a black bear emerged from the bushes.

Old Man Ye scrambled and ran like a madman, Ye Junlang naturally followed suit.

To his dismay, the usually lazy and slow Old Ye sped away like a bolt from the blue when escaping, even outrunning him. He completely disregarded his safety.

But now that I think about it, an old man being able to run this fast seems a bit unusual.

Regardless of how it happened, Ye Junlang can now unleash a critical strike and evolve the Furious Killing Fist. This wouldn't be possible without Old Master Ye's intentional and unintentional guidance over the years.

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Ye Junlang roared, his voice shaking the heavens. An overwhelming rage filled him, emanating from his body like a surging tide. His fists clenched tightly, veins bulging on his arms as his muscles swelled and strained, revealing a terrifying power that seemed ready to explode at any moment. It was a sight that sent shivers down everyone's spine.

Ye Junlang's eyes were bloodshot, an endless aura of slaughter permeated the air. His entire body emanated a bloody killing intent like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, sweeping in all directions.

At this moment, he was Satan — a dedicated killer!

Even the expression of Elder Ge Tong, dressed in gray, couldn't help but become serious. A glint flickered in his originally indifferent and emotionless grayish eyes. He could feel Ye Junlang's aura rising rapidly. The momentum he displayed at this moment even gave him a sense of surprise.

As for Ge Tong, it was just astonishment.

He admitted that with Ye Junlang's such strength, looking at the entire martial arts world, there were probably not many who could rival him at the same level. If Ye Junlang was allowed to grow up, it would be very terrifying. With such a powerful physique and the ultimate development of his own power, it was really unimaginable how strong his future strength could reach.

Unfortunately, in Ge Tong's view, Ye Junlang had no future growth. Tonight, he was bound to eliminate this potential threat.

In an instant, Ge Tong's killing intent surged to an unprecedented level. He had decided to go all out and end the fight quickly, lest something unforeseen happen during the night.

A violent and domineering aura, like a tornado or hurricane, swept in. Ye Junlang strode towards Ge Tong with great strides, exuding an unstoppable momentum at this moment.

"Dragon Slayer in a Rage!"

Ye Junlang roared in a low voice, he unleashed the first style of his Furious Killing Fist - Furious Dragon Strike!

Boom!

A punch erupted, a dragon's roar echoing in the void. The attacking fist morphed into a dragon form, its overwhelming power condensing at the fist. The momentum felt like the strike had transformed into a massive dragon head, charging towards Ge Tong.

This punch is powerful enough to rival a dragon.

Ye Junlang's killing intent swept across the sky like a tidal wave. A powerful force surged from his feet, ascending along his waist and throughout his limbs, forming a colossal dragon of power that erupted with unprecedented force.

This is the real meaning of a critical hit.

"Burn the eight wastes!"

Ge Tong also roared furiously, his inner double dark energy surging forth without any reservation. He unleashed the most powerful killing move of his Burning Wilderness Sunlit Fist.

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