Chapter 57 Gun Fist!

8540 Newton!

After a short period of loss of control in the martial arts practice, all the apprentices ran towards Pan Hongsheng next to the power measuring instrument, staring at the figure, who was not tall, fat, not strong or strong, expressing a great degree of suspicion.

How is that possible?

Is the power of more than 800 pounds from such a thin person like a monkey? Even if this guy hangs up, it's not so exaggerated!

"Hey, go up and have a try. Maybe you can hit more than 8,000!" A thief's apprentice gave advice to another big fat man.

"I think so, but I dare to go up and the coach dares to break me and feed the dog!" The big fat man curled his lips and was obviously afraid of rushing high.

Looking at everyone for the past, Gao Chong looked at Pan Hongsheng motionless. At this time, he didn't seem to stop. He stood there like a blade, giving people a feeling that he could not look directly.

Standing in the distance, Gao Chong obviously felt that Pan Hongsheng was accumulating strength and preparing for his own thunderbolt.

"Ky, look, he is the real person now!" A smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. Gao Chong knew that the martial arts school was saved this time. He touched his son's head and said a rare slightly humorous word.

"Oh!" Nodding his head, Gao Feng was flattered and ran over like the apprentices, watching Pan Hongsheng's every move.

At this moment, Pan Hongsheng did not affect himself at all because there were many people watching around him. He stood on the ground like a gun, and his limbs were all tightened. In his mind, he imagined what kind of force and means Chen Fu directly patted him.

Staring at the yellow mat, Pan Hongsheng's throat let out a soft shout, and his right foot stepped back a big step. The originally straight right hand was instantly raised to the shoulder position. The center of gravity moved a little later, and a pair of eyebrows instantly stood up like a long gun.

"Drink!" With a low shout again, Pan Hongsheng flicked his legs, and then aimed his right fist at the middle of the yellow mat and rushed directly.

"Wow, what a handsome move!" The next apprentice said in a frenn.

"Yes, it's much better than the ones we learned before! And you can see that there is no special coordination!" Another apprentice said.

"FUCK, why are you talking about this now? Let's go and see how much power it is!" The previous apprentice suddenly patted his thigh and ran towards Gao Chong.

At this moment, Gao Chong looked at the numbers on the display in disbelief.

"9880 Newton!"

It is nearly ten times more powerful than the air intake stage!

And this action, concentration, luck, hand like a gun, man like a mountain, movement is down, quiet is soul!

"Gun Fist!" The two big characters pressed on Gao Chong's head like a mountain, making him feel a short dizziness.

Gun fist! The 11th best boxing in the 36th boxing!

Practice to the highest level, whether it is speech, eyes, handshake, etc. Any action can be conveyed by the 'gun power' and 'gun meaning' of gun fists.

That kind of sharpness, has nowhere to hide, dominates the world. Only my exclusive momentum can increase my strength by dozens of times in an instant, and at the same time, it can make the other party unable to defend and hide!

How can this boy shoot! Countless question marks appeared in front of Gao Chong, but they were interrupted by some students behind him.

9880 cattle!

This number seems to have changed from quantization to substance. Nearly a ton of power, even if it rushes over a 70-mile car, you can reach out to stop it in an instant!

Indeed, it's okay in theory, but in fact, even a master of luck like Gao Chong can't do it.

This is Pan Hongsheng's peak punch under full preparation. It's good to really play this half of the power in actual combat, and it is impossible to put all the power over. 9880 Newton. In the real game, it's good to be able to send out 980 Newton's power with each shot.

But even if each punch is nearly 100 kilograms of strength, it is not what ordinary people can bear!

"I'm a grass! Nearly a ton! Is this guy a human?"

"It's impossible! Is the instrument of our martial arts school broken?"

A group of people chattered, and Gao Feng also stared at Pan Hongsheng.

"Dad, has he broken through to your state of luck?" Looking at the numbers on the monitor, he turned his head and looked at his father.

"No, this little guy is not simple!" Gao Chong laughed, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face. Before Pan Hongsheng hit his left fist again, he had turned off the instrument.

"Hong Sheng, good boxing!" Looking at Pan Hongsheng coming with a slight gasp, Gao Chong said with a smile.

"Ha ha, I used to practice with the old man at home, but I can't take it seriously!" Pan Hongsheng waved his hand and said, but it was beautiful in his heart.

9880 cattle! If you punch well, you can beat a wild boar to death, and even beat the bear blind man unconscious!

Gently touching his injured right hand, he could only exert ten times the power, but when using that artistic conception, the power actually exploded to 40 times!

This means that if you send out your left arm, I'm afraid your strength can increase to 120 times! Break through the shackles of the gas-inducing realm.

"People are like guns! I have had a chance to see this boxing. At that time, this person was also a sensation, but not long after the people who practiced guns and boxing were killed because they provoked too many enemies!" A trace of regret appeared in Gao Chong's eyes, as if he regretted not seeing the master.

"Gun Fist?" Pan Hongsheng's heart moved. He looked at Gao Chong and asked tentatively, "Is the gun fist very powerful? I feel that it's nothing but more powerful, and it takes a long time to accumulate power!"

"No, you're wrong. The reason why Gunquan is powerful is that he is an artistic conception. In this artistic conception, every attack can burst out many times stronger than itself, whether it's eyes, punches, or even walking!"

Gao Chong said, and suddenly said, "I think your gun boxing is about four times that of your usual attack, but the artistic conception has been small. I guess you have been practicing for several years!"

Listening to Gao Chong's words, Pan Hongsheng was stunned at first, and then nodded with a wry smile. He didn't know how to explain to Gao Chong, and it was even more impossible to expose Chen Fu for no reason, but his heart was surging.

Practicing kung fu is not as good as a spiritual master. From Gao Chong's words, Pan Hongsheng knows that even if Chen Fu is not the master with a gun, he can guess it!

Children in mountain villages always think more than urban children, because children in mountain villages will face a lot of difficulties and dangers, and urban children encounter the most is failure in the exam and naughty parents.

Following Gao Chong to the driving range, Pan Hongsheng had already thought about it.