Jiang Bianliu watched intently as Yan Chuan's 'Tiger-shaped Splitting Fist' was executed in one fluid motion, swift as lightning, fierce as thunder. Each punch and kick tore through the air, every strike causing the air to crackle, driving Wang Zhengyi back step by step until he finally stabilized after retreating twenty to thirty steps.
Then, with the 'Alligator Form', his Qi Power increased, and he finally adapted to Yan Chuan's new moves, adapting to the 'Tiger-shaped Splitting Fist' and gradually began to counterattack.
Snake-shaped Drilling Fist!
Tiger-shaped Splitting Fist!
Finally, Wang Zhengyi's 'Alligator Form' was forced out.
At this point, in terms of boxing skills, Wang Zhengyi had reached his limit.
Yan Chuan seemed intent on pushing Wang Zhengyi to his limit. Just as Wang Zhengyi slightly adapted to the 'Tiger-shaped Splitting Fist', just as he found his footing, the attack changed immediately—
"Snake Form!"
"Tiger Form!"
"Drilling Fist!"
"Splitting Fist!"
