"I'm so arrogant." An Hu sneered from the stage.

Do you really think the word "Master" is called "Free"? How many martial arts practitioners can't touch the threshold of strength for a lifetime, let alone the power is running smoothly and reaching the level of the master.

Zhou Gang frowned. Yan Feng's strength just now was enough to fight him. Even if he wanted to win, it would definitely not be easy. It seems that the other party does have real skills in hand.

Can face the previous master...

He looked at the middle-aged man next to him by mistake and whispered: "Master, who do you think will win?"

I thought the master would also be biased towards Hua Ya, but who would have thought that the man shook his head with a serious expression and said in a deep voice: "I don't know."

"Ah?" Zhou Gang was stunned.

The man whispered: "Although we, Long Yunliu, are also taking the secret path, I have dealt with many genres when I was young, including many genres that have long disappeared.

Even though many schools take one path, their respective research directions are different. For example, Long Yunduo is the fingering method, while Huaying is the fingering method.

When Yan Feng counterattacked just now, he used both Ming, hidden and transformed power. His moves were not limited to routines, and he used his palms, fists, fingers, grasping, and poking his feet... This shows that this guy has a wide range of knowledge and strong strength."

"You mean..." Zhou Gang's heart broke out.

The man shook his head solemnly and said, "I can't see his bottom clearly and dare not make a conclusion. But I'm sure that if Hua Ya was negligent, even if she won, she would win, because Yan Feng's style is very similar to the military style."

"style?"

Some things have been passed down to the modern times and few people have long known them.

The man did not care and explained softly: "Ancient martial arts have a long history, different starts, different experiences, and different personalities will lead to different styles of the enemy.

One is the style of martial arts. You and me have inherited the martial arts style and practiced according to the rules since childhood. The other is the style of martial arts. Their training is accompanied by actual combat. When there are few practice routines, they are mostly very sharp when they take action.

The last one is military style, which Yan Feng belongs to. Their biggest feature is that they will see blood when they take action, and when they are severe, they will be killed. They pay attention to one move to defeat the enemy, only kill but not fight, and exchange injuries for life, which is not hesitant."

"Military and Martial Arts?"

Zhou Gang couldn't help but remember what Yan Feng said before and couldn't help but murmur: "He seemed to have said before that he wouldn't fight."

The man sighed: "He is telling the truth. He really can't fight, but he can kill people."

"Hiss..." Zhou Gang couldn't help but sucked his teeth and took a breath.

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On stage.

Hua Ya glanced at Li Lin and sneered: "Don't you use weapons? Don't regret it later."

Yan Feng laughed: "The so-called weapons are nothing more than the extension of hands and feet. The sword is the palm, the sword is the finger. The spear is like swinging the arm, and the hammer is like elbows and knees. The hidden power of your flower shadows flowing away often uses palm techniques to fight against the enemy. Coincidentally... I also understand a little."

“Ha~”

Hua Ya thought he was disdainful of military service and looked down on him. When he saw his disciple's tragic death, he rushed up with anger. Yinya clenched his posture: "Very good, then let me see."

"You'll see it."

As soon as Yan Feng finished speaking, he loosened his fists and walked forward, swung his arms like a whip and threw them out. His muscles condensed and his muscles roared violently, and his crackling sound was like firecrackers. His power was astonishing.

Off the stage, the middle-aged man showed his eyes and stared at Yan Feng's figure: "Sure enough, the military strategy is fast, accurate, and cruel..."

Huaya's pupils contracted, and knew that they could not be stopped. She walked sideways and immediately crossed her hands and twisted towards Yan Feng.

laugh!

In an instant, Yan Feng suddenly changed his move, and his other hand suddenly poked out and knocked open the other party's lock frame. His right arm bent around the other party's elbow, stretched straight like a spring, and swept his fingers across her waist.

Crack...

Huaya felt the chills of her waist and abdomen rise, frowned, and her hands changed direction without hesitation. She wrapped her right arm around Yan Feng's right arm like a boneless one, and pressed her palm against his arm, intending to force her to bend her arms, so she took the opportunity to get the lock.

However, Yan Feng's arm was like a cast iron, and no matter how hard she exerted, there was no sign of bending. Hua Ya was shocked and had to change her strategy and climbed her to the other party's throat.

The master of martial arts has a lot of knowledge about fists and feet, but each has its own strengths, so Hua Ya naturally understands the art of grasping.

When she found that the palm technique did not have a good effect on Yan Feng's body, she decisively chose to change her moves. The technique of grasping was divided into different tendons and bones. Capture was dead, and taking it was alive. Climbing it three times was to capture it, and taking it straight to grab it.

"Grab? I understand, too."

Yan Feng suddenly stopped his hand and retreated, slid out half a step and cut it out with his palm. He accurately blocked Hua Ya's claw half a foot away from his throat. At the same time, he clamped his fist and clamped her four fingers, and his thumb poked at the wrist pulse door like a cone.

"Damn it!"

The other party's reaction was so fast that Hua Ya couldn't help but smack her tongue. She was dissatisfied with her hands, and her arms shook like cartilage. She broke away from Yan Feng's clamp, lifted her knees and tried to kick him in the waist and abdomen to pull her away.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she made an action, Yan Feng seemed to have predicted the future. Before she could kick her legs, she intercepted and pressed her back. Her free right hand was pushed out and she no longer had a fancy look and went straight to Huaya's shoulder.

Bang!

Bang...

Yan Feng hit the opponent's shoulder blade with one palm. The severe pain from the depths of the bone marrow burst out instantly. Hua Ya's face suddenly turned blue and white, and she groaned and retreated repeatedly.

But she was not a mud-pinched one. Before leaving, her five fingers spread flat into a palm and slapped it out suddenly on the inside of Yan Feng's arm. The dark force suddenly gushed out from the palm of her palm, and silk threads penetrated into Yan Feng's skin and a piece of purple and blue blood stasis was blown out.

"interesting."

Yan Feng looked at the skin that was constantly bleeding, grinned at Hua Ya, and blood seemed to appear in his eyes, and his handsome facial features gradually became ferocious, like a violent bear who was chosen to eat.

Li Ming, who was in the audience, saw Yan Feng's expression, couldn't help but make a loud alarm and shouted: "Not good!!!"

He had seen this expression. In the organization base, Yan Feng showed this expression when he was fighting against Longya...

Old Li was covered in sweat on his forehead and couldn't help but suck in the cold air. He was so impressed by Yan Feng's expression. During the last assessment, the other party... was like this...

Top!!

Yan Feng is on the way.

In other words, he is going crazy.

Maybe I can't feel it off the court, but Hua Ya in the court was particularly nervous.

Reality is not a movie. Similar to the movie Ip Man, the scene of a 1.8-meter-long man against a 2-meter-long man does not exist at all. He can directly kill you with one punch.

Thinking about Hua Ya's actions just now, she planned to break the arm and strangle the lock, but burst several times but was useless to return. She could only turn to the method of grabbing... This is because of insufficient strength and physical disparity.

It just now that she and Yan Feng were not in a position to win or lose, and they changed one palm to another, but Hua Ya was actually suffering a great loss.

The shoulder blades dominate the force and involve the flexibility of the arm.

How powerful is Yan Feng’s palm power?

Now she felt that her arms were a little weak, but on the other hand, it was not harmful at all.
Chapter completed!