Chapter 307: What the hell?

One-step, two-step, three-step......

Ou Yangming's body swayed, but when he looked forward and backward, he was already staggered from Wu Haohan, ghostly leaving the enveloping range of his fist. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Body!

Under the ring, all those who have extraordinary vision are invariably discolored.

Because they have all seen that what Ou Yangming is performing is the mystical body technique performed by Yan Xishan's father and son.

The combat effectiveness of Yan Xishan's father and son is not the top in the same level, but this body method is definitely rare and impressive. When Ou Yangming and Yan Xishan were fighting, they had also used their body techniques, but at this moment, it became more and more terrifying.

This kid has really learned the Yan family's secret method!

Wu Haohan's face changed slightly, but his heart was unfazed. When performing the royal secret method, you must first ensure that your mind is as calm as water, so that you can attach your spiritual power to your fist. If there are ripples in the heart, the momentum of this fist will surely collapse for thousands of miles and cease to exist.

Stepping forward again, he threw another punch.

However, this time, Ou Yangming did not use his body to retreat, but instead took a step and punched out the same punch.

"Smack!"

Ou Yangming's figure flew again, and at the same time, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

Because at the time of this fist exchange, he clearly sensed that the spiritual power attached to Wu Haohan's fist had undergone a strange and subtle change.

That spiritual power instantly invaded his sea of consciousness, causing a huge oppression to his spiritual thoughts.

In front of his eyes, Wu Haohan had changed from a human to a terrifying half-elf beast.

It was as if he had returned to the forest and faced the feeling of a colorful giant tiger again. Moreover, this time by his side, there was no involvement and help from He Liangce.

However, this feeling only lasted for a moment before it was shattered.

Because although Wu Haohan has a certain amount of spiritual power, compared to Ou Yangming, this level of strength is nothing compared to Ouyang Ming.

Although he used some kind of spiritual power secret method, it made Ou Yangming hallucinate instantly. However, in the face of more powerful spiritual power, it was still about to collapse at the touch of a button.

Ou Yangming tried his best to control his spiritual power, he didn't have any intention of fighting back, even the natural counterattack after being attacked was suppressed by him.

His eyes sparkled, and he felt the impact of the moment when he was right, and the smile on his face became more and more intense.

After obtaining the Ni family's martial arts inheritance, Ou Yangming used his powerful spiritual power to comprehend the so-called spiritual fist. However, all of this was figured out by himself, although with his strong spiritual strength, when facing the martial artists below the ancestor, he felt quite invincible.

However, that doesn't hide the roughness and flaws in the boxing.

At this time, when facing Wu Haohan's fist, Ou Yangming clearly sensed the various subtleties of the fusion between spiritual power and boxing techniques.

If the spiritual fist he studied himself was stupid, then the combination of the opponent's fist and spiritual power was the result of thousands of tempers. That kind of delicate perception made Ou Yangming unexpectedly gush out of his heart with an incomparable pleasure.

Wu Hanning shook his head, and Her Royal Highness the beautiful princess secretly smiled bitterly.

Only she knew how strong Ou Yangming's spiritual strength was, it was a huge power that even she didn't dare to win.

Perhaps Wu Haohan was well-intentioned and didn't want the reputation of the Wanbao Conference and the royal family to be ruined by a Yin Rank martial artist. However, he took the liberty of making a move, but instead he sent experience to Ou Yangming's kid.

It's just that Her Royal Highness the princess did not stop her, but watched with interest.

How much can that kid master?

Wu Haohan punched out one punch after another, each punch contained powerful spiritual power, turning into a huge beast, impacting Ou Yangming's sea of consciousness little by little.

It's just that the more he fights, the more surprised he becomes, although every punch can force Ou Yangming back. However, he clearly knew that Ou Yangming's retreat was due to his lack of martial arts cultivation and his inability to compete with his fist strength.

However, although the spiritual power oppression of their royal secret method also rushed into Ou Yangming's body, it was like a stone thrown into the sea, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant.

It seemed as if Ou Yangming was a spiritual power insulator and was not affected by this power at all.

However, at this moment, Wu Haohan is already difficult to ride a tiger, and his only hope is to constantly attack with heavy pressure. Whether it is the crushing of martial arts or the impact of spiritual power, as long as you can defeat Ou Yangming, you can achieve your wish.

And Ou Yangming's footsteps were staggering, his figure was elegant, and this scene seemed to be back to the last fight.

Wu Haohan's offensive was like a tide, and Ou Yangming was obviously at a disadvantage. However, no matter how strong the Yang product is, it can't really knock down this little Yin product.

Under the ring, everyone looked at each other, and the same thought came to their hearts.

Wu Haohan won't end up with the same fate, right?

"Bang-"

After a punch, Ou Yangming's figure flew back, his toes lightly touched the edge of the ring, and his whole body continued to sway.

Wu Haohan, who rushed up, was in front of him, and he couldn't judge whether Ou Yangming's next move would be left or right, and in a moment of hesitation, Ou Yangming's figure had already floated deftly to his left.

The ring is not very big, but under Ou Yangming's elegant body in front and behind, this ring seems to have become infinite.

No matter how fierce Wu Haohan's offensive was, how impenetrable his fists were, and repeatedly forced Ou Yangming into the corner, he was able to sway his body at the last moment, find a flaw and rush out.

However, every time Ou Yangming got out of danger, he would take the initiative to confront Wu Haohan, and once again fell into a difficult situation when his strength was insufficient.

This repeated many times seems to be thrilling, but in fact it is as dangerous as it is unscathed.

Moreover, as the number of encounters increased, Ou Yangming's perception of how spiritual power was attached to the fist became stronger and stronger, and he had an impulse to try it in his heart.

Wu Haohan punched out again, and he already had a numb feeling in his heart.

After letting Ou Yangming escape repeatedly, he already understood that he was afraid that he would return in vain this time.

In the bottom of his heart, he suddenly had a trace of resentment towards Yan Xishan's father and son, those two guys, why did they want to go to the ring? If it weren't for them passing on the mysterious body method to Ou Yangming, he would have forced this son out of the ring a long time ago.

However, Wu Haohan never thought that when Yan Xishan's father and son were in the ring for a long time, why no one other than Ou Yangming could see the mystery? At least, at this moment, he didn't think of this problem.

One punch is no different from all the previous punches, and the powerful martial arts power is accompanied by a spiritual attack.

Ou Yangming's expression was as immobile as a mountain, but in his sea of consciousness, he had already set off a monstrous wave.

He had already stolen the use of spiritual power from Wu Haohan's body, and when he repeated the process, the purple munition hidden in the sea of consciousness suddenly spit out a circle of light.

Within this aperture, Ou Yangming easily simulated the scene he had sensed.

Standing still, Ou Yangming sat on the horse with a heavy waist, and he also punched out.

At the moment when the two fists clashed, Wu Haohan was full of thoughts that Ou Yangming would fly backwards again, and he was ready to pursue him.

Although he didn't even have the slightest certainty of forcing Ou Yangming out of the ring, he couldn't do nothing.

However, this time, when the two fists clashed, Wu Haohan's body trembled suddenly, and his eyes suddenly widened.

What a terrible feeling!

It seemed that an extremely terrifying beast had appeared in front of him, full of ferocity and violence.

The size of this ancient beast was only similar to his body at first, but in the next moment, it continued to expand in his eyes, and turned into a terrifying beast ten feet tall.

The beast lifted its foot, which looked like a small mountain, and stomped down on him.

Psychic Attack!

This turned out to be a mental attack. Moreover, this is the strongest mastery that the royal family has never passed on.

Mental simulation attack.

Although he knew that this giant beast was fake, and it was an illusion caused by the erosion of the other party's spiritual power, he still made an instinctive choice.

With a violent roar, Wu Haohan's body quickly retreated, his eyes locked on the giant foot above his head, and he tried his best to dodge. Because he knew that although this spiritual simulation attack seemed to be false, all of this was directly reflected in the spiritual world.

If he is indifferent to any of this, then the moment the giant foot falls and tramples him to death, his mental mind will also die.

At that time, even if his physical body is still alive, what difference will he have from a walking dead after losing his mental mind?

Ou Yangming also took a few steps back, but he stood firm in an instant. Then, his gaze stared at Wu Haohan, and one after another powerful spiritual power was released.

In the ring, an extremely strange scene suddenly appeared.

Wu Haohan, who had the upper hand, suddenly turned into a big hairy monkey, and he began to jump and run around Ou Yangming.

It was as if something was chasing him in the void behind him, and his face flashed with fear, and his mouth was full of shouts, sometimes with both fists, sometimes with all his might. However, he just turned a blind eye to Ou Yangming, who was also in the ring, as if this person did not exist.

Moreover, every movement he made was with all his might, leaving no room for anything, and after only half a quarter of an hour, a dense mist rippled up on his body, and a large amount of sweat flowed down his body, immediately soaking his clothes.

Slowly, his movements became slower and slower, and a noticeable water stain appeared in the ring.

Wu Haohan gasped for breath, his face turned from red to pale, and anyone could already see that in this short period of time, he had exhausted his strength and would die at any time.

Under the ring, everyone held their breath, they stared at Wu Haohan fleeing everywhere, and they were shocked one by one.

Is this guy a hell of a god?