The sound of quiet breathing made Feng Zi frown, and Sun Wukong actually staggered to his feet, with a bright smile on his face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I won't fall down so easily!" The martial arts uniform on Sun Wukong's body looked tattered because he was directly hit by his fist, like a beggar. As he spoke, Sun Wukong tore off the strip of cloth covering his upper body, exposing his unathletic body.

Feng Zi looked at Sun Wukong with interest, and said with a slow smile: "I don't like to solve the opponent's battle at once, what I enjoy is the pleasure of the battle." Wukong, use all your strength!"

Sun Wukong nodded, and put on a posture again, still in the starting style of the turtle immortal. The difference was that his eyes had been cautiously staring at Feng Zi's feet.

"It's so amazing that the Monkey King player actually stood up! It's going to be a wonderful game, please wait and see. The host explained in a voice and appearance, and the atmosphere of the audience once again pushed to a climax, with overwhelming cheers and shouts.

Feng Zi and Sun Wukong stared at each other, and there was a strong battle intent and murderous aura in the air, and the momentum of the two people collided invisibly.

"Inch fist!" Feng Zi shouted violently, and stepped out first. As the so-called preemptive voice, the momentum is magnificent!

Sun Wukong's reaction was not slow, his gaze didn't seem to be under the feet of the powerful Feng Zi, and the next moment, his body turned into a gust of wind, rushing straight towards the wind and purple, so fast that the air avoided both sides of the place.

In the eyes of the audience, two blurred figures reflected each other in a short moment, and fell into a close-quarters fight.

Feng Zi relied on the power of the inch fist, without any hesitation, a simple and direct right elbow punch, extremely ferocious.

Sun Wukong's eyes flashed, and his body quickly retreated, avoiding the punch.

With a cold snort, Feng Zi's legs swept over, mixed with the strong wind of the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, and slammed towards Sun Wukong's chest.

"Opportunity!" Sun Wukong seemed to have noticed something, and his spirit was shocked, only to see that after his figure blurred for a while, four Sun Wukongs appeared on the spot.

The host saw the scene at hand, and hurriedly explained: "The Monkey King player has performed a trick to defeat the Klin player, what kind of way will the Feng Zi player take to crack this trick." ”

Feng Zi's ferocious and furious legs landed on one of the Monkey Kings, and instantly, the figure disappeared without a trace, as if it were air.

Glancing over the afterimage in front of him, Feng Zi thought to himself, "Afterimage Fist, this kind of trick may be useful for that bald head, but for me, it has no effect at all!"

I saw that Feng Zi did not have the slightest sense of nervousness, and stood in place with an indifferent expression.

Suddenly, several Monkey Kings attacked together, causing confusion in Feng Zi's vision.

In the rest area, Jackie Chan's face changed, and he exclaimed: "It's not good, Wukong's afterimage fist is useless to that guy!"

Just within a meter of Sun Wukong, Feng Zi smiled.

"Eight hands and inch fists!" Feng Zi suddenly, his eyes became fierce, and in an instant, his fist moved.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" Countless fist shadows were intertwined, and Feng Zi's fist at almost the speed of sound made the sound of breaking the air sound sound frequently. The strong fist wind blew behind him, and the purple hair on his head fluttered wildly, and the clothes on his chest were raised backwards against his body.

The surrounding air also seemed to become viscous, and Sun Wukong as the target, his afterimage instantly disintegrated, and in an instant, the body was exposed, and the cold fist tore the air at a very fast speed, blasting towards Sun Wukong's chest and head, the move was simple and direct, but it was murderous.

"Ahh

The audience gasped, and everyone's minds lingered on the battle scene just now.

"It's terrible, the Feng Zi player is like hitting a sandbag, knocking down the powerful Monkey King player! So, now start counting down the seconds!" The host didn't let go of any highlight of the game, and immediately recovered from his surprise and explained in a shocked tone.

Faced with this result, almost everyone present didn't expect Feng Zi to be so strong, therefore. There was a rare cold moment in the venue, and then the audience in the audience erupted into bursts of trumbills and cheers, showing a kind of admiration and excitement for Feng Zi's strong power.

“10、9、8...2...” Just when the host was about to read "1" into the microphone, I saw Sun Wukong lying on the ground getting up with difficulty, with an unusually resolute expression on his face.

"I won't lose to you, Feng Zi!" Sun Wukong spat on a mouthful of spit mixed with blood, clenched his fists, stared into Feng Zi's eyes, and said in an unshakable tone.

All the audience were stunned, they didn't seem to expect that under that kind of crazy blow, Sun Wukong would still be able to stand up.

After a moment of silence, applause that was several times more enthusiastic than before broke out, and all the audience gave their applause to Sun Wukong without hesitation.

In the ring, Feng Zi's eyes remained the same, and he said softly: "Are you sure that there is no problem with the injuries on your body?" Feng Zi remembered that in the battle just now, his fist broke at least 3 ribs of Sun Wukong. Being able to stand up in this situation was somewhat surprising to him.

Sun Wukong suddenly bared his teeth and said: "Pain, hateful Feng Zi!" After speaking, Sun Wukong clenched his bite, his eyes were about to split, his forehead was even more sudden, and he trembled and beat slightly, and at the same time, Sun Wukong moved his body with his hands. The violent sound of the bone joints is also undulating all over the body, and the "crackling" is very clear.

After a long time, Sun Wukong wiped the sweat on his forehead, and grinned at Feng Zi: "The bones are connected, let's continue to fight!"

Feng Zi said calmly: "Yes, when the martial arts meeting is over, I will take you to farm monsters!"

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