Fatty Jing's current state was completely in line with the characteristics of using softness to overcome hardness. A body of soft fat, wrapped in extremely tough skin, was simply a natural shield. It was more useful than any protective magic weapon to deal with this kind of strong attack.
On the contrary, many seemingly advanced protective magic weapons would be shattered by Yang Chen's punch when fighting hard. It was because he only knew how to make himself into a hard shell, but he forgot to add a buffer. Without a buffer, no matter how strong it was, there would always be a stronger attack that could break it.
Obviously, this was already a deep application of strength. Yang Chen suddenly realized after hundreds of attacks. If he insisted on using the strongest strength and did not understand the balance of hardness and softness, he would eventually become a bigger frog at the bottom of a well like those guys who had their magic weapons crushed by him before.
Hou Yun did not understand this principle, so his Life Bound Magic Weapon was an incomparably hard big stick. Similarly, Yang Chen himself only realized what he was missing now. Even if his realm was higher than Hou Yun, it did not seem to be much better.
Since hardness couldn't break through Fatty Jing's fat, then he had to change his method. Yang Chen recalled his experience as a Great Principle Golden Immortal and tried hard to recall the fighting methods of those super powerful guys. While fighting, he pondered how he should deal with the situation in front of him.
Lifting something heavy as if it were light was another level of realm, higher than Hou Yun's current realm. Yang Chen could already reach it, but he was still helpless in the face of Fatty Jing's fat. How to make Fatty Jing's fat not work?
In the process of waving his fists, Yang Chen could not completely attack Fatty Jing's body with his strength. Now that everyone was in the underwater mansion, no matter how he punched, there would always be a part of his strength consumed in breaking through the water. To put it bluntly, this water was basically the same nature as Fatty Jing's fat, but it was not as strong as Fatty Jing's fat.
Water! Yang Chen's mind keenly grasped this concept. Why was strength always consumed quickly in the water? Why would the ball always bounce when hit into the water? If the ball was pressed into the water, it would not bounce so quickly.
The reason why the fat would bounce back was because the fat would always bounce back after being pressed to the limit. But what if it was just a slow press?
As soon as he thought of this, Yang Chen's mind lit up. His fist that was swinging towards Fatty Jing was no longer as fast as before. It began to slow down. Yang Chen's actions puzzled everyone. Why did he suddenly move in slow motion when he was about to attack?
Fatty Jing didn't seem to care at all. He didn't even care about that kind of fast attack, so why would he care about a slow fist? He watched as the fist touched his own body and slowly sank into his own fat, until it was pressed to the limit.
Only at this point did Fatty Jing understand something, but it was too late to react at this time. At this time, Yang Chen suddenly exerted his strength. The power of the Peak River Overturning Strength passed through the fat that had been compressed to the extreme and directly acted on the inside of Fatty Jing's body.
There was no sound, but Fatty Jing seemed to be hit by a huge hammer, and his whole body flew up. No matter how he stabilized it with his spiritual power, it was useless. After walking through the water for dozens of feet, under the effect of his own cultivation base and the surrounding water, he offset Yang Chen's huge force and hovered in the water.
"How is this possible?" What couldn't be done with a quick punch was actually pushed so far by such a simple and slow movement. Everyone who saw this scene had an expression as if they had seen a ghost. Then, everyone immediately began to think about what happened.
"Again!" Yang Chen had just touched the edge. How could he stop now? He had already forgotten the bet just now and immediately shouted for Fatty Jing to continue. Where could he find an eighth-grade Sky Immortal sparring partner?
Fatty Jing also had a look of disbelief. If his body hadn't already flown out, he wouldn't have believed that he would be sent flying by Yang Chen's slow punch. When Yang Chen called out, Fatty Jing was also unconvinced and immediately returned to his original form. He finally knew how to restrain himself and turned into a giant killer whale that was hundreds of feet long.
The previous blow was obviously an accident. If he hadn't turned into a human form, causing his fat to be too thin, he wouldn't have suffered that loss.
This time, no matter how long Yang Chen's fist was, plus Yang Chen's arm, his body couldn't be thicker than Jing Hu's fat. Yang Chen couldn't compress Jing Hu's fat to the limit even if he stood on his tiptoes. Jing Hu wanted to see if Yang Chen still had a way to break through his current state.
Yang Chen realized a lot of things from the punch just now, the core of which was the application of soft force. At this moment, facing Jing Hu's body, he was not afraid. His fist turned into a palm and slowly slapped on Jing Hu's skin.
It was completely different from Yang Chen's previous firm and fierce force. A soft force that seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles penetrated Jing Hu's thick layer of fat and once again acted on his body.
The firm and fierce force could bring a moment of pain to Jing Hu, but it would pass after enduring for a while. It wasn't a big deal. However, this soft force was very uncomfortable. The pain wasn't as intense as before, but the duration was nearly twice as long. It was very uncomfortable.
It was just one or two hits, but Yang Chen was completely unable to use this force skillfully. It just so happened that there was a live target in front of him that wouldn't be injured at all. How could Yang Chen be polite? His hands seemed to have turned into butterflies, fluttering in all directions and slapping on Jing Hu's body. Anyway, Jing Hu's body was so huge, so he wasn't afraid of the wrong position. He just had to slap it.
Every slap made Yang Chen have a new kind of understanding, which made him so addicted. More importantly, this kind of slightly slow and gentle attack saved a lot of energy compared to the kind of firm and fierce attack. No wonder people said that the firm could not last long.
The opposite of the firm could not last long was the soft could not defend. Yang Chen didn't know how many times he had heard these words in the mortal world, but he had never had such an understanding. Even in his previous life, in his ten thousand years of memory, even when he reached the level of Almighty Immortal, he always felt that absolute power could occupy the absolute upper hand. He never thought that there would be such a soft attack method.
It was no wonder that he was stuck in the Almighty Immortal Realm for 10,000 years, and his cultivation was forcibly raised by others. Not to mention anything else, just his comprehension of power was not up to standard, so how could he become a true expert? Now, under the pressure of this fatty, he really began to realize this kind of power.
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