After the two sides fought back and forth, Dai Mubai put away his contempt and said in a deep voice:

"It's good, it seems you are a good opponent."

Before he finished speaking, he showed his figure again.

This time, his attack was not so simple. He jumped up from the ground and rushed to Qianbing in an instant.

His limbs were stretched out strangely, and it looked like they were full of flaws, but his limbs were moving slightly, as if they had endless back moves.

Qian Bing's face was already extremely solemn at this time. Although he learned the simple version of the ghost story from Tang San, he also practiced some introductory fist and foot skills.

But he knew very well that it was impossible to confront a strong attack soul master like Dai Mubai with strong body.

The silver light in his eyes was bright and he gathered all his mental power and turned into a big hand. He walked around Dai Mubai's side and slapped his palm hard.

Dai Mubai's attack can be said to be his unique skill of fame. It seems that the empty door is open, and there are flaws everywhere, but in fact there are mystery in it.

All limbs can become attacking weapons. No matter how the opponent blocks or attacks, he can respond immediately.

But just as Dai Mubai was about to launch an attack, suddenly, an invisible huge force came from his waist and abdomen, not only with a powerful impact force, but also making him unable to defend himself.

He was in the air without any place to leverage his force, and almost touched his body was pushed away from the original track. The move that had originally hit the top of his head completely fell to the other side.

What is this ability?!

A hint of surprise flashed through Dai Mubai's mind again.

However, he had extremely rich combat experience. Seeing that his move was broken, he immediately twisted his waist and before his body landed, he rotated horizontally. One foot was first to step on the ground, and the other foot swept his leg to Qian Bing.

In fact, Dai Mubai's attack timing was not good. The gravity was unstable when he landed, and the state and position of the force were not correct.

Therefore, his sweep seemed quite powerful with a whistling, but in fact it was not a big threat.

Qian Bing fought with Tang San for so many years, and he had no lack of insight. He immediately kicked his side and blocked Dai Mubai's sweeping leg. Then he followed the situation and stepped on his legs with one move to the knees he supported.

Dai Mubai knew that if he was hit by this move, he would never be able to keep his center, and he would probably have to kneel down on the ground on the spot.

That face is gone!

He reacted very quickly, and in an instant, an evil light flashed in his eyes, four pupils flashed at the same time, exhaling and opening, and shook his shoulders backwards, and he was almost at the moment when his legs were approaching, avoiding them.

Seeing that Qian Bing used old tricks, Dai Mubai immediately raised his fists and flirted at the same time, hitting Qian Bing's jaw and arms.

The fierce fist force made a series of explosions in the air, which showed that his two fists contained unparalleled power. If Qian Bing's small body was hit, he would probably lose his combat power immediately.

However, Qian Bing naturally would not sit still and wait for death. The physical confrontation was not his force. The reason why he used short attacks to long Dai Mubai to try a few moves was to show his strength to the other party, and to verify the achievements he had learned in Tang San over the years.

He was already very satisfied with being able to have such a level.

He stopped showing off his power, and the ghost ghost steps under his feet were rapidly unfolding. At the same time, he opened his hands and waved the incense burner and the pen holder flew forward with a "swish".

Under Qian Bing's mental power, he rushed towards Dai Mubai's two fists.

Damn, come again!

A hint of shame and anger flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes. He recalled the pain of his previous pair of flesh fists fighting these large "hidden weapons". Suddenly, his move changed and his right leg bounced up instantly. At a very close distance, he kicked the incense burner and pen holder away.

As soon as these little things were opened a few times, Qian Bing waved his hands and two more things floated in front of him.

Dai Mubai took two steps back and stood firm. Seeing that Qian Bing was about to attack him again, he finally couldn't help asking:

"Wait, what kind of evil ability are you?"

Qian Bing didn't hide, and smiled faintly and explained generously:

"This is based on powerful elves, from virtual to real, and using thoughts to influence the entity's ability. I call it superpower or thought power."

"Superpower?"

Dai Mubai frowned. This word was very unfamiliar to him. After thinking about it for a while, he could only put his doubts back into his heart.

"Do you still want to continue?"

Qian Bing asked lightly.

Dai Mubai's face looked a little ugly at this time, and he already recognized Qian Bing's strength in his heart.

I realized that the boy in front of me, who looked a few years younger than me, was very powerful, and using the so-called "superpower" added a bit of mystery to him.

But he is not someone who will give in easily. He raised his eyebrows and said:

"Of course. You are very good. You can force me to use my soul-producing power. No matter what the result is, I will lose. I will give this room to you.

However, it is rare to meet a young man who can match. If I don’t compete with you for a few minutes, how can I be willing to do so?"

When Dai Shaoxie said this, what he showed was not anger or hatred in his eyes, but a special light. If he had to explain it in words, the joy or fighting spirit might be just right.

His eyes were looking at Qian Bing at this moment, as if he was looking at a stunning beauty, with his shoulders shaking slightly and his arms raised.

Seeing that he put away his contempt, Qian Bing was filled with a fiery fighting spirit, his expression instantly became serious, and his eyes were full of seriousness.

I knew the appetizer was over, and it was time for both sides to actually serve the dishes.

"White Tiger, possessed."

A strong pale light suddenly burst out from Dai Mubai's body. His arms stretched to both sides at the same time, his chest was raised, and his bones crackled, and his muscles suddenly swelled, supporting his clothes.

Every muscle became extremely obvious under his clothes, and even the air around him seemed to have become manic.

The blonde hair turned black and white in an instant, and white accounted for the majority, but a few strands of black hair were particularly obvious.

Four faint patterns appeared on the forehead, three horizontal and one vertical, forming the word "Wang".

His hands changed the most, twice as big as before. His white hair covered the entire palm. As his fingers bounced, his sharp claws like a dagger kept poking out of his palm and retracting it.

Each sharp claw looked like a blade, with a length of eight inches, flashing with a faint cold light.

The upper body slowly leaned forward, and the four eyes of the eyes turned into a dark blue color, giving people the feeling of being a killing machine.

At his feet, three shiny halos rose one after another, quietly rising, two yellows and one purple, and the soul circulation flowed, the surging soul power formed a wave-like pressure and hit the face.

"Thousand-year Soul Ring, Three Ring Soul Lord!"

Xiao Wu exclaimed, and her eyes suddenly showed worries and panic. She was about to step forward and help, but Tang San beside her pressed her shoulder.

He shook his head, made a low voice from his mouth, and said:
Chapter completed!