Leping's momentum instantly changed his feelings, it was a kind of wildness, and it was the nature of a wild wolf. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info's eyes shone sharply, his hands kept swiping in front of his chest, and the air around him overflowed strangely, rippling layers of waves.

"Skills?" Feng Zi licked the corners of his dry mouth with his tongue, and couldn't hide the joy of excitement in his eyes, muttering.

Boomer and the others, who were watching the battle, looked at Leping in surprise, and now Leping is completely engaged in a realm, and the whole person is like a hungry wolf who has broken free from the shackles, preying on prey.

"Young Master Leping, come on!" Palu cheered after seeing Leping pose with a wolf's tooth collapse fist.

Leping's hands stroked out a blurred trajectory, and Feng Zi could vaguely feel the aura of danger.

"Drink!" Leping's feet moved, and the whole person turned into an afterimage, and the sound of the swishing wind blew, and he rushed to Feng Zi at a lightning speed. The sound of breaking the air came and went, Leping's fists kept shrinking in midair, and the seemingly chaotic boxing techniques were attached to nature's most authentic fighting skills.

Barely using speed to avoid the edge of the fist, the clothes on Feng Zi's body were torn one by one, which shows how fast Leping swings his fists, and this kind of punching method is endless, just like a contest between beasts, it is completely a trick to fight with danger.

Feng Zi's figure jumped out a few meters away, stuck the sickle in his hand into the sand, and shouted: "Eight hand fists!"

That's right, it was King Choppa's fame stunt. The eight-hand fist can increase the fist speed several times, and even the hallucinatory super-speed fist method is also the only combat skill that Feng Zi has mastered at present.

A terrifying scene happened, Feng Zi's muscles bulged all over his body, and between his hands waving on both sides, eight hands actually appeared in his vision.

Leping didn't care about the shock, he knew in his heart that his wolf tooth wind fist couldn't stop, and once it stopped, it would create an opportunity for Feng Zi to attack.

"What is that? I'm not mistaken, right? Feng Zi, that guy actually has eight hands?" Oolong's mouth was open, and like him, everyone present wondered what was going on.

Boomer found that the current scene was a little familiar, and he couldn't help but think of the fragment when King Choppa performed the same boxing technique, and the difference from what was in front of him was that the person who mastered this eight-hand fist was replaced by Feng Zi.

Feng Zi's fist speed is obviously much faster than Leping's, and his fists dance, just like a cutting machine, impermeable.

Feng Zi has been analyzing Leping's wolf tooth wind fist routines in the thinking space, as a set of data, Feng Zi's analysis ability is much more powerful than that of humans. From the beginning of the battle to the present, Feng Zi has been keeping his hands and not using all his strength to fight Leping, just to develop his analytical ability.

There was a substantial light reflected in his eyes, and Feng Zi kept staring at Leping's feet during the battle, with a thoughtful look on his face.

The fists intersected, and under the fierce collision, the figures of the two separated, and each used a little time to breathe.

"I have mastered your flaws!" Feng Zi did not have a trace of panting, but showed a strong fighting intent.

Seeing that Feng Zi did not have the slightest inclination, Leping said in his heart: "It's not good." He couldn't help but be vigilant, and he began to understand that this purple-haired guy was terrifying.

A bright smile hung on Feng Zi's face, and the whole person showed a gloomy temperament.

Leping felt a sudden shaking on the ground for no reason, and then lost the trace of Feng Zi in front of him.

"Young Master Leping, be careful behind!" Palu, as Leping's partner, reminded worriedly.

I saw Feng Zi ghostly appear behind Leping, and the whole person was like a gust of wind, coming so abruptly.

"Before you turn into my experience, I would like to remind you of one thing, I only used level 5 strength just now. By the way, you have a fatal flaw. It's your lower half shen, and you can't keep up with your fist!" Feng Zi blew at Leping's neck and said Sen Ran.

Before Leping could react, he saw that his expression instantly froze on his face, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground very unwillingly. Behind him, Feng Zi withdrew his fist casually, still smiling.

"Young Master Leping!" exclaimed as Palu quickly approached Leping, who was in a coma.

Experience +65!Feng Zi had one more hint in his mind, just as he thought, the higher the level of the monster, the higher the experience. But Feng Zi was looking forward to something else, that is, whether the "system" would reward him, the skill that Leping had shown just now, the Wolf Tooth Wind Fist.

The reality is often very shocking, and after waiting for a long time, Feng Zi's expectations were disappointed.

"What the hell is going on?Could it be that my judgment is wrong?Defeating a monster who knows skills doesn't mean that you can get its skills?How do you explain the Eight Hand Fist and Transformation Technique?" Feng Zi thought confusedly, speculating about what mystery was hidden in this.

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