Wang Leng and the man in Tsing Yi stood opposite each other, about five steps apart, and it stands to reason that as long as the other party does not step forward, his fists will not be able to reach Wang Leng.

But the fist of the man in Tsing Yi became so rapid that Wang Leng couldn't feel the slightest fist style.

In this way, it shows that this person's pulse is restrained and ready to go, as long as he reaches the best distance, when his pulse bursts, I am afraid it will be difficult for Wang Leng to dodge.

At that point, it makes no difference whether you are hit by a fist or a fist!

The situation is urgent, and Wang Leng is not allowed to think nonsense anymore.

Fortunately, the weapon he is best at is also his fist.

Wang Leng's left hand clenched into a fist, shook slightly, and struck straight ahead, responding to the situation.

Not only that, his left hand came out quickly, grabbed his right hand, and used the Hegu acupoint of his left hand to cling to the Neiguan acupoint of his right hand, and then, he poured all the pulse power in his body into the fist of his right hand.

At this moment, in the meridians of Wang Leng's right hand, two strong pulses interacted and stirred, doubling the fist speed of his right hand.

Since the other party is a senior master, it is said that it is a competition, and the point is up.

But as a humble and inconspicuous self, Wang Leng felt that he could not take it lightly and should give it his all.

What's more, the boxing technique of the man in Tsing Yi is strange and unpredictable, if he deals with it in an ordinary way, Wang Leng boasts that he doesn't even have half a point of certainty.

Unexpectedly, the fist shadow of the man in Tsing Yi suddenly dissipated, leaving only a huge fist, which stopped firmly in the middle of the two of them.

Only then did Wang Leng realize that although the man in Tsing Yi looked thin, his fist was disproportionately large.

The flesh and blood on his body were transferred to his fists.

Wang Leng knew that he was hitting the fist with all his strength, and if he wanted to be like the other party, he could stop as soon as he said it, but he couldn't.

"The outpouring of pulse power, and I still want to send and receive from the heart, I am afraid that there are few ordinary people in the world who can achieve such a perfect realm, unless it is the rumored pulse master!"

Although Wang Leng didn't know how the real Pulse Technique Grandmaster controlled the pulse power, he knew that maybe in a few decades, he wouldn't be able to do this.

"No matter! Anyway, he hit me with his fist first, so I can take this opportunity to try how powerful he is......"

Thinking of this, Wang Leng's fist remained unchanged and blasted forward.

Suddenly, the fist wind was agitated, and the roar was piercing.

Under the strong impact of the pulse, the pulse force in Wang Leng's right fist was transformed into a whirlwind, which hit the abdomen of the man in Tsing Yi.

But at this moment, the elbow of the man in Tsing Yi suddenly bent inward, and the forearm and the big arm were at nearly right angles, and then the forearm popped out like lightning, and the whole arm formed a straight line again.

And in the process of his forearm popping out, there was suddenly a fan-shaped force, blocking the fist wind transformed by Wang Leng's pulse force.

This force was extremely tenacious, and a little whirlwind formed by Wang Leng's strong pulse condensation, it was impossible to move forward an inch.

He rushed several times in a row, and he already knew in his heart that the other party's pulse technique was too much stronger than himself!

The pulse of a person can be transformed into a wall of strength, as deep as a river or lake, and his pulse, like a stream, can only be transformed into a very small whirlwind.

This difference is really like one flying in the sky and the other climbing on the ground, and the gap is self-evident!

If even the force released by the man in Tsing Yi is very casual, and he can't break through even if he goes all out, it means that this person's pulse technique has reached an incredible level.

Wang Leng was shocked, and he didn't even dare to think about it.

"There are people in the world who have practiced the pulse technique to such a realm, and it seems that my little means is just a trivial way to entertain myself......"

The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became, Wang Leng was disheartened, and most of his ambition suddenly dissipated.

The man in Tsing Yi seemed to sense that his expression was different, and immediately released a deep pulse force, dissipating Wang Leng's fist wind into invisibility.

"Brother, your fist skills are good! It's just that in the combination with the pulse technique, it is slightly lacking......"

You only use one hand, and my two hands can't penetrate your fist style, you actually say that my fist skills are good, I don't need your comfort. But thank you very much for pointing out my shortcomings......"

Wang Leng was depressed, and his expression was a little gloomy, but he didn't forget it and expressed his gratitude.

The man in Tsing Yi smiled slightly: "Don't flatter, I'm not as powerful as you say, it's just that with your grasp of the pulse power, after sensing the position of your attack, I will concentrate most of the pulse power on my arm and turn it into a defensive force field, which can withstand your attack......"

"Is that really the case? You can't be the one who comforts me!"

Wang Leng listened to the other party's words, couldn't help it, and was a little overjoyed.

The man in Tsing Yi smiled undiminishedly, and said with some emotion: "Hehe, do I need to lie to you? When I was at your age, my pulse technique was much worse than yours, and I was terrible in the future!"

"The senior's boxing technique is so wonderful, the younger generation admires it so much that they dare not ask your honorable name?"

Wang Leng was in a good mood and flexible in his thinking, so he was able to grasp the key to the problem.

"The clear stream is unfathomable, and the hidden place is only a lonely cloud;

The road ends from the white night, and the pulse is long. ”

The man in Tsing Yi did not answer Wang Leng directly, but finished these lines of poetry in a low voice, and left without a trace.

Wang Leng was so surprised that he opened his mouth and wanted to say something to save him, but it was too late, he could only watch the back of the man in Tsing Yi disappear into the pedestrians on the street.

"This person's pulse technique is strong and profound, and he must be at the level of a grandmaster, except for the masters of the sword path in Wuming, there are few such seniors. However, the world is so great, but who can be unknown to anyone who has miraculous skills? In this way, this person is very likely to be a master of another country......

"And that poem, which seems to be plain and profound, but also seems to have a lot of depth, is there any other meaning?"

Wang Leng was puzzled, and recited the poem silently several times, muttering to himself at the same time: "Qingxi, Lonely Cloud, White Night ......"

"Don't guess! he is the Qingxi ...... who defeated the Tudi God of War with three punches and is known as the first warrior of Beili."

At this time, Jin Ji, who had not made any moves next to him, suddenly said this.

"Qingxi?"

This thunderous name shook Wang Leng's feet.

"Are you sure he's Qingxi?"

He couldn't believe that the seemingly ordinary girl Jin Jiao actually recognized the man in Tsing Yi.

"If it's not him, who else can it be? Otherwise, there is no second person in the world who can do such wonderful boxing skills......"

When Jin Ji said this, she still had a disdainful expression, as if to say: Look at your kid who is shocked, why is your eyesight so bad!

After she said this, Wang Leng was at a loss, but thought about it in his heart.

It is rumored that Qingxi, who lives in seclusion in the millions of miles of snow fields in the north, rarely enters the world, what can make him let go of Qing Xiu and come to this earthly place?

Could it be that his arrival was also for the relocation of the Governor of Wuming's Mansion?