88: Chapter 85 Using the elbow as a weapon, every shot is deadly.

The next instant, Peterman moved, muttering, "I'll take you down in one Move!"

Suddenly, Peterman exerted force throughout his body. He stomped his legs hard, his body emitting a faint cracking sound, and he lunged forward, his eyes sharp as a leopard stalking its prey.

With just a glance, Li Changsheng understood. Perhaps he didn't recognize the opponent's style yet, but those eyes had definitely killed before.

He had seen that look clearly in Jiang Wenqiang's eyes—it was almost identical—but the opponent lacked a bit of the Jianghu air and possessed more of a purposeless, pure killing intent.

Li Changsheng naturally wouldn't just stand there and take a beating. He was no longer the same person he used to be; although he still lacked practical combat experience, the battle with Jiang Wenqiang had given him insights far exceeding hundreds of practice sessions.

Moreover, the memory solidification provided by the System gave him an almost instinctive intuition for combat.

He stomped his right foot hard, unleashing a burst of vibrating force, and rammed his body sideways. It was like a mountain shifting and colliding; the speed was fast and fierce, causing the ground to tremble slightly from the force of his stomp.

Iron Mountain Lean!

Baji Quan is divided into the Big Frame and the Small Frame; the Big Frame is for combat, while the Small Frame is for Stance Training.

If you only practice the Big Frame, you can fight well, but you cannot develop the true power of Baji Quan.

The Baji Quan Entwining Elbow also evolved from spearmanship; using the arm as a spear, every Move is like a spear thrusting into a person—if it doesn't kill them, it will leave them crippled!

His chest and spine began to vibrate rhythmically, and the cracking of his joints accompanied the regular oscillations of his chest and abdomen, emitting the two resonant sounds of 'Heng! Ha!'

It was akin to the Tiger-Leopard Thunder Sound, sharing a similar underlying principle.

Li Changsheng's Iron Mountain Lean was a feat of hard and fierce kung fu. He stuck to the same strategy he used against Jiang Wenqiang: using hardness to overcome change. Regardless of what Move the opponent used, he didn't care about seeing through it; he would test it first, and if they could take it, then he would change his Move!

Sure enough, Peterman had some discernment; seeing that this Move was difficult to handle, he quickly dodged to the side, twisting his waist to slip to Li Changsheng's right side to perform a Grappling maneuver.

Peterman's Krav Maga, also known as the Israeli combat System, had reached the E1-E5 level according to international ratings—in other words, professional level!

Krav Maga of this level is usually only seen in veterans who have practiced it for years.

The reason Krav Maga is used as a mandatory combat art by many countries internationally is that its combat techniques are extremely practical; it lacks the flashy, superficial elements found in Karate or Taekwondo.

It also lacks the restrictions of Boxing; its sole purpose is to subdue an enemy in the shortest time possible.

It is like an upgraded version of Chinese Kickboxing, with almost no aesthetic appeal; it is all about speed and efficiency.

Krav Maga is particularly adept at controlling distance and rhythm.

Quickly seizing the right side, Peterman sneered inwardly. The next instant, his arm struck out like a knife, stabbing toward the opponent's lower ribs.

Swish!

The force of the wind made his clothes snap with a crisp sound.

However, at this moment, Li Changsheng's body suddenly spun sideways, his arm swinging around in an incredible arc to smash down, colliding perfectly with Peterman's hand-blade strike.

Entwining Elbow!

With a smack, Peterman's palm throbbed with pain, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

It was only a throbbing pain because Peterman withdrew quickly. Baji Quan uses the elbow as a spear, and Peterman intended to switch from palm to fist, planning to use the Boxing techniques within Krav Maga to soften up the young man.

However, Li Changsheng's elbow had been trained into something like steel, and his muscles and pores were filled with the vibrating force left behind after the Tendon-Changing and Marrow-Cleansing.

Not only was his elbow strike immensely powerful, but the opponent also had to endure a counter-vibration force whenever he threw a punch.

Peterman attacked several times; either he was met by Li Changsheng's swift elbow strikes, or his blows landed on arms surging with Qi, forcing him to endure the pain of the vibrations.

After several exchanges, he had made zero progress, and his wrists were nearly dislocated from the vibrations.

Slap, slap, slap!

The two were locked in close-quarters combat, and while it looked extremely intense and evenly matched, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Peterman was being foolish, as every punch he threw ended up colliding with the incoming elbow.

Li Changsheng, however, secretly shook his head.

"This foreigner has decent physical fitness and is still holding on, but it's meaningless. His technique is solid, but unfortunately, his force is too scattered."

The next instant, Li Changsheng's footsteps spun like a flower, and he suddenly moved to Peterman's side. Then, his tightly curled fists suddenly slammed out—it was a Double Hammer Strike.

"Go down!" Li Changsheng shouted in a low voice.

It wasn't to show off; he was afraid of actually killing someone!

A single phrase describes the power of the Double Hammer Strike: "With twin hammers in one's embrace, who dares approach? One can walk the world unhindered!"

Bang!

Peterman understood the words, but he couldn't react in time. The next moment, he felt his feet leave the ground, his entire body lifted by the force of those two fists.

The Dragon Raises Its Head—the fist strikes like a spear, lifting the person up!

Yet it wasn't over; Li Changsheng kicked forward, and immediately after, his waist and hips twisted like a hurricane, driving the force into an elbow strike.

It was the Heart-Striking Elbow!

Two fists open the door, one elbow strikes the person.

The reason for this is that the starting position of the Double Hammer Strike is both a signal for a charged attack and an excellent defensive posture; it guards the center without moving, with hands extended forward, covering a wide defensive range.

As his legs kicked forward and his waist twisted to deliver the elbow, the Heart-Striking Elbow slammed in like a battering ram. It also embodied the Baji Quan principle of using the feet to strike.

Peterman was already airborne, and now, being struck by such a fierce Heart-Striking Elbow, he had nowhere to borrow force. The big guy, weighing nearly eighty or ninety kilograms, was smashed several meters away.

Bang!

As Peterman crashed heavily to the ground, the scene fell into a silence so profound one could hear a pin drop. The two dark-skinned security guards, who had been eyeing him fiercely and preparing to roll up their sleeves, stood frozen in place.

Li Changsheng glanced at the group casually, then looked at Peterman, who was clutching his arm, wanting to wail but unable to make a sound.

This was natural; because of the warning just now, he had managed to block his chest with both hands in time, but if the Heart-Striking Elbow were that easy to block, it would be a miracle.

His hands were definitely broken, and he couldn't make a sound because he had been knocked breathless—he might even have internal bleeding.

But Li Changsheng didn't care; as long as he wasn't dead, it was none of his business.

As for suing? What a joke, was there any evidence? Even if these foreigners all testified, it would be useless; with one shout from him, the whole village would be his witnesses.

Watching Li Changsheng walk away, the film crew members finally rushed over to Peterman's side.

"Mr. Peterman, are you okay?"

"No! I'm not okay! Oh, damn it, he broke my arm! I'm going to sue him! I'm going to sue him hard!" Peterman clutched his arm and kept cursing, but as he spoke, he couldn't help but cough violently, spitting out blood foam from the corner of his mouth.

Although Peterman was in a miserable state, everyone remained silent, especially the professors, who looked at Peterman as if he were an idiot.