Chapter Eighty-Four: The Dispute between Qin and Chu (II)

"Woo~~Okay~~ No problem!" Yang Yifeng took a bite of the osmanthus cake in his hand, chewed it and said, and drank a cup of potpourri brew handed by Meng Yanran.

The duel between the heaven-level masters, but it was extraordinary, everyone consciously retreated nearly 600 meters or so, and the new masters from all over the country all arrived at the scene, even Chen Bo and the others who had been staying in the room also came, but they just said hello to Meng Yanran and Yang Yifeng, and did not stand over.

The reason is very simple, there are almost no people around Yang Yifeng, everyone consciously stayed away from Yang Yifeng's side like hiding from the plague, and everyone was standing, only he and Meng Yanran were as leisurely as a picnic, and there was an evil sun standing next to him like a guardian stone statue, wouldn't it be too eye-catching if he stood over?

Le Jin and Tang Aotian also stood in the dueling arena, staring at each other. Yang Yifeng saw that the time was almost up, stood up and said, "Two, the time has come, you can start." As for the rules, I don't bother to say them, you know them, whatever!" After saying that, he sat down, leaned back back, sat more comfortably, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"Brother Le, please, how many times have we fought each other?" asked Tang Aotianyao.

"It's the third time!" said Le Jin coolly.

"The first two times, we didn't win or lose, and this opportunity, we also got this wish!" Tang Aotian said.

"So good~!" Le Jin nodded in agreement.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, hurry up if you want to fight!" Yang Yifeng roared impatiently, thinking depressedly: Does every master have to talk nonsense before the duel?

The two stopped talking and arched each other's hands to signify the official beginning.

The first strike is strong, Tang Aotian first accelerated and rushed over, a straight fist in his right hand went straight to the bridge of Lejin's nose, and his left hand made a black tiger heart, and the distance of more than ten meters rushed over in the blink of an eye, and the straight punch was punched out, and the left hand also grabbed the opponent's heart at the same time.

Seeing this kind of momentum, Le Jin's face was expressionless, but his left foot was on tiptoe, his body turned slightly to the right, avoiding a straight punch, his right hand raised to block Tang Aotian's claw containing strong true qi, and his left hand struck towards Tang Aotian's heart at the same time.

Tang Aotian didn't panic when he saw this, he quickly bent his straight fist down and hit his left hand with his elbow down, and hit his left hand with his left hand, bypassing Le Jin's right hand and hitting his chest, and his right hand also hit Le Jin's left chest.

Then Le Jin bent his hands inward, raised his hands to block Tang Aotian's bombardment, pinpointed the flaws in his introversion, and went with the attack.

Tang Aotian bounced to the right with the power of being blocked by Lai Shunjian, and just popped up slightly, Le Jin's attack arrived, Tang Aotian could not avoid it, he could only muster up his true qi, and clenched his fists with both hands to meet it. "Boom!" A loud sound erupted from the fists of the two sides that made contact, and both of them were bounced away by the strong true qi of both sides.

The brief contact just now showed the strong strength and rich fighting experience of both sides. On the surface, there is no difference between victory and defeat, but in fact, Tang Aotian still lost half a move, after all, he grabbed the merit first.

"Okay~~Happy~!" Le Jin laughed and roared, and then roared, his whole body swelled with dark purple body protection true qi, and his clothes and feet were blown up by this strong true qi. Pinching the sword finger in his hand, a real force struck out from his finger, making a burst of "whoosh" to meet Tang Aotian, then laughed three times, and rushed over.

Tang Aotian was not inferior, his whole body also swelled with a pale orange body protection true qi, his hand was knife-shaped, and he slashed down from top to bottom, and an orange sword qi rushed up, counteracting the sword qi that came from the attack, and he also followed Chao Le Jin to meet him fiercely.

The two started another fierce battle. This time it was not just a head-on attack in the moves, the fists and feet of both sides were the same, and the true qi of the deputy masters attacked each other. For a while, the sword qi and sword qi were stirring in all directions. Shooting towards the people watching around, although everyone was a little far apart, the aftermath of the collision of these sword qi and sword qi still affected. At this time, some masters of strength from all sides stood in front one after another, counteracting the rushing sword qi, and they could easily face it at the beginning, but after a long time, they had to deal with it seriously. Even some people who are slightly weaker have gasped slightly. I couldn't help but be surprised in my heart, I was also a heaven-level master, I couldn't imagine that the gap between the two sides was so big, just the true qi that was scattered in all directions was already so difficult to deal with, so what if a real person attacked?

Listening to the middle-aged man surnamed Liu on the other side of the Perfume Pavilion, he had a little difficulty coping, and Uncle Chen behind him calmly watched the fight in the field, not at all affected by the aftermath of these true qi.

As for the sword qi and sword qi that shot in the direction of Yang Yifeng, the corners of Evil Yang's mouth twitched, and his body took a big step towards him, standing slightly in front of Yang Yifeng's side, and he didn't see the slightest movement, and the sword qi and sword qi that came from him were like water dropping into the sea, calm and waveless, as if they had been melted and swallowed, Yang Yifeng and Meng Yanran were not affected at all. This scene also deeply hit the hearts of the people from all the great families who watched around. Even Xiang Tianming and Ying Zheng, who were engrossed in watching the fight, were shocked by the terrifying strength of the evil sun. Ying Zheng was a little better, Xiang Tianming's eyes protruded, and then his face sank, and he couldn't see what he was thinking. I didn't notice all this, I'm afraid that it was only Lu Jincheng who was drunk and watching the duel between the two heaven-level masters.

"Yes, yes, I can't imagine that the martial arts of the secular world can achieve this effect! Just the internal qi operating in the body can cause this kind of destructive power, and there are indeed some ways. Evil Yang took a good look at their moves and the way they used their internal qi. Yang Yifeng raised his head slightly and said to the evil sun, then turned his head to Meng Yanran and reminded: "You too, you have to look carefully, don't show a slight, this will be of great help to your cultivation." ”

"Yes, young master!" replied Evil Sun respectfully.

"Got it, Brother Feng!" Meng Yanran's eyes were staring at the two people in the duel, and he didn't look back.

This world has sufficient aura, and secular martial arts operate in a special way when practicing, and will show different colors, of course, the effects are also different, some are very domineering, some are very weird, some are full of righteousness, some are extremely evil, some are heavily defended, some are heavily attacked, some are extremely fast, and some are extremely hungry, anyway, each has its own advantages and disadvantages. Of course, only a heaven-level master can use the true qi in his body to detach from his body, so that he can show his special color. The top-notch exercises have more advantages and almost no disadvantages.

It was obvious that the two of them in the fight were practicing one of the advanced exercises, and after fighting for so long, the true qi still did not weaken, and it was still so strong and destructive.

Yang Yifeng shook his head from the side, and criticized: "It's a pity, if you concentrate these true qi and attack one point, it will be more powerful than scattering them or stirring around so wastefully!

"Yes!" Evil Yang nodded, remembering Yang Yifeng's words deeply.

Meng Yanran also nodded softly, and responded, "Okay, I remember, Brother Feng!"

Yang Yifeng touched Meng Yanran's hair lovingly, and continued to watch the show.

At this time, the two people in the field have already passed nearly a thousand moves, and they have been fighting for almost half an hour, and they are still evenly divided. At this time, the two people who were entangled together slapped each other again, each retreating ten meters away, staring at each other.

"Brother Tang, your skills are even deeper than the last fight. Lejin continued to pretend to be cool.

"Brother Le, isn't it the same??" Tang Aotian also said with a smile, and then changed his tone: "I believe that if this continues, I am afraid that we will not be able to distinguish the winner until tomorrow, so it is better to decide the winner with one move!"

Le Jin nodded noncommittally and said, "That's okay, let's win or lose with one move!"

After saying that, the two of them began to accumulate their true qi at the same time, preparing for this final blow!

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