Cara Memukul Dengan Tenaga Dalam Novels & Stories

I pulled from them. I felt Viggo’s fire—endless and roaring. I felt Barzil’s gravity—heavy and grounding. I felt Wolfy’s focus and Guller’s calm. They didn't resist. They fed me. My veins flared black. But there was no pain. No nausea. The energy cycled through me. Refined and amplified by the bond. I thrust my hand out. Push. A wave of kinetic force erupted from my palm. It wasn't a jagged blast; it was a precise, surgical strike. It hit the heavy sandbag target across the room and disintegrated it. Poof. Sand rained down like confetti.

As long as the latter wasn't a fool, he'd know what to do from now on. This now meant Ashton had yet another powerful faction under his control. Moments later, Ashton turned to Cesar. After glancing at the wounds on his body, he said, "Your technique is decent, but the way you apply your strength is wrong. Try harnessing your inner energy according to my instructions and throw a punch again." Feeling doubtful, Cesar tried to utilize his inner energy per Ashton's instructions. His organs seemed to resonate in perfect synchrony as he threw a punch that made the air crack.

"That was alright for a first try, but you’re just swinging your arm. A proper punch isn’t just about your arm strength, you need to put your whole body into it." She steps beside me, demonstrating a proper punch in slow motion. "When you throw a punch, your power comes from the ground up. You start by shifting your weight from your back foot, rotating your hips and shoulders into the motion. That way, you're not just using your arm, you're using your entire upper body for force." She gestures for me to try again. I square my shoulders, take a deep breath, and this time, I focus on shifting my weight as I throw my punch.

She says. "Not literally punch through," I tell her holding my hand up again. "When you hit my hand don't focus on just hitting the palm of my hand. Focus on making my hand move back when you hit it as if you were trying to punch through it." She gives me another nod and does as I say. I keep my hand up telling her to do it a few more times.

"Our strength as women is naturally weaker than a man's. That’s why we don’t rely on brute force. “It’s all about technique—striking when least expected, with speed, precision, and force." She demonstrated a few key moves, walking Stellar through the motions twice. "When you need to teach someone a lesson, it’s all about hitting the right spots. “These moves cause the most pain without leaving visible marks. The real soreness won’t kick in until twenty-four hours later."

“Oh, so you’ve decided to play the hero now? Thinking you can go against me? What, you think I’m heartless? Think I’m biased?” Bella remained silent and just stubbornly stood there. That silence totally infuriated Mom. Her face darkened as she pulled a laundry rod from the balcony and beat Bella mercilessly. “Well then, today I’ll show you what heartless really means!” Blow after blow, Bella gritted her teeth without a sound. Blood ran down her arms and dripped onto the floor. I hovered nearby, desperate to scream, to stop it, yet my hands only passed right through her. I couldn’t grasp a thing.

To her surprise, his instructional tone was not condescending. She thought about what she was trying to punch. "If it is closer to my body, I will be able to strike with more force?" "Exactly." Jonathan's grin made her stomach flutter, and she tried to focus. "The left hand guards, and your dominant hand, the right, is your weapon." "I see," she said, nearly bouncing with excitement. She already felt more confident. "How do I punch?" she asked. His low chuckle was both simple and delightful. "So bloodthirsty." She was struck again by how playful he was acting, not cold and aloof.

] As the information flew into his brain, that familiar feeling filled his body once more and he tightened his fists, feeling the power gushing out of his body. Then he punched the thug hard on the cheek. According to the information in his brain, that was where the trigeminal nerve was located. If he applied enough force on that particular nerve, he could stun or knock out his target. [Punching: Inflicts 20 Damage to target HP, (Hand-to-Hand Combat (Basic), Target knocked out...] After watching his enemy pass out, Mike stood up, feeling satisfied. Once again he had experienced the power of the skills, but it was not fulfilling enough for him.

Prince Kazexian and Prince Kanzuka held a small match with the martial arts at their disposal. Doing little games like finger fighting. Yes they pitted their fingers by uniting their opponent's fingers and exerting their inner strength. People who feel pain will lose. Yes, stick fingers together and release inner energy. If the energy in each other is brought together, then gives the desire or order to attack each other, then the weak will be thrown away. Yes, that is the effect.

"Shut up, step back. At this moment, after Cadell Marcus said this sentence, an unnamed aura was faintly released from his body. Gideon Walter's words that reached the corner of his mouth were swallowed back, full of restlessness one side. Gideon Walter had just retreated, Kane Louis' footsteps moved, his hands waved, the air seemed to be torn apart, a wind rang out, and a palm hit Cadell Marcus's chest. K****u belongs to the short punch technique, suitable for close combat, the movements are fierce, although simple and natural, but the force is strong, taking on a tough attack. The force is exerted at the heel, walking at the waist, and at the tip of the finger, so the explosive force is ex