The burly young man's name is Mu Zhuan, the son of a general of a certain country, who has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and has inherited the strong physique of his ancestors, so he is full of confidence and is determined to win. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He struck first, rushing straight towards the wind, and when he was only a few steps away from her, he jumped high and threw punches from top to bottom, straight above her head.

Feng Yiluan said: "It's not good, this posture is to open the watermelon as a scoop? or open the scoop to cut the watermelon?

She didn't know that Mu Zhu's step was also a basic martial art, which could use the rebound force of the ground to double the power of this blow.

But she could see that the blow was very hard, and she wanted to knock her over.

This guy is inevitably too anxious to get things done, and he wants to make a quick decision so that he can rush to challenge the next one? But as the son of Jiangmen, didn't his father teach him: People should not be rash, let alone impatient? Master has told this truth to himself, especially when he does not understand the reality of the other party......

In the face of this first blow, Feng Yiluan deftly dodged, and at the same time she was not in a hurry to make a move, she wanted to see the reality of the other party first, and by the way, she wanted him to spend some strength in vain.

Boom! Mu Zhuan missed with a heavy punch, and the momentum of the fist shook several cracks in the stone bricks on the ground.

Feng Yiluan glanced back at the stone bricks that were cracked, and had already judged in his heart that this guy could lift a stone pier of four thousand catties, but in actual combat, he was far from being able to beat four thousand catties of strength, and one hand was about a thousand catties.

Because if it is replaced with 4,000 catties and smashed firmly on the ground, it will definitely knock the stone bricks into slag.

In the eyes of onlookers, one seemed to be digging the ground, and the other was like a weak willow in the wind, fluttering and dancing gracefully.

However, such a coexistence of rigidity and softness, if the filaments are like a rock-like fight, everyone doesn't buy it, they come to see a good time, the Hercules list, or they want to go straight to the hard.

After a few moves, Mu Zhu was impatient, and the spectators next to him urged impatiently: "Hit, take the move, this princess only knows how to dodge?"

"This is here to mix, enter the wrong place and go to the wrong door!"

"Hey, you say, if it goes on like this, who will consume whom first?"

"Who knows, if it goes on like this, I will have to be bored to lie down and fall asleep first. ”

……

Feng Yiluan didn't care about these people's words at all, and when she heard it, she didn't hear it, and she dodged it, and she already had a bottom in her heart.

In the martial arts arena in the four-hour ring, equality and fairness are emphasized.

First of all, all people, regardless of their origins, whether they are princes, royal families, or officials, as long as they are qualified to enter the Four Seasons, they can participate in the challenge on an equal footing, and the princes, princes, princesses, princesses, and sons of ministers from all countries can compete in the same field.

Once a tradition is formed, everyone will get used to it and will not find it inappropriate.

Of course, from another point of view, this is also an opportunity for the courtiers to beat up the royal family...... Don't go that far.

Another point of equality means that no matter how high the cultivation is, once everyone enters the ring, they will be limited to the first level of the third grade by the formation in the ring.

In addition, each sub-list also has different restrictions, for example, this Hercules list is only allowed to play the basic exercises related to strength, and cannot use any other offensive spells, but at the same time does not limit body and defense.

Feng Yiluan read the rules here carefully when he was waiting for his opponent just now.

In this way, it is fair to all.

So she's very down-to-earth, and if she thinks of it, she may have a slight advantage.

She is here, and she can use "Soft Wind Dance", "Hidden Mountain Returning to the Ravine", "Yue Mist Shirt", "Turtle Shrinking Defense Technique", "Shadow Throwing Phantom Step", Mountain and Sea Whale Power, and Giant Turtle Power, in addition, all basic martial arts, swordsmanship, boxing techniques, etc. are naturally unrestricted, and "Gangji Casting Body Technique" has long been completed, this is a passive body refining exercise, needless to say.

In this way, she can play a lot of skills in the martial arts arena of this strong man list.

……

Mu stake hit another hard blow.

Feng Yiluan has already secretly exerted his strength, the power of the giant turtle and the power of the mountain and sea whales are superimposed, and then with the addition of the Tibetan mountain and the ravine, the huge power is contained in the arms, secretly urging.

She moved sideways, spotted the opponent's fist, stretched out her hands, and unexpectedly clasped Mu Zhu's wrists.

This action may seem like an understatement, but it has already firmly locked the opponent's wrist.

Mu Zhu was anxious, his wrist was suddenly locked, he was shocked, he only felt that his wrist was like being clamped by a thin steel pliers, he pulled back twice, but he didn't move at all!

In a hurry, he hurriedly punched with his left hand, but because of the limited force and angle, he only used a few hundred catties of strength, hitting Feng Yiluan's shoulder, but he didn't move at all.

Feng Yiluan has been practicing the Gang Marrow Casting Body Technique to perfection, and her whole body has long been like steel and iron bones, and she is no longer as fragile as before, not to mention that this punch is not strong enough, and it really doesn't hurt much when it hits her shoulder.

She laughed, "It's so pleasant to tickle! You should be tired, so it's up to me to do the next." According to the rules, if you defeat your opponent and can't resist within five breaths, you win, right?"

Because if the opponent has no power to resist within five breaths, then in fact, it is equivalent to certain death.

As soon as the words fell, Feng Yiluan didn't use any moves, but only picked up Mu Zhu with the strength of his arm and fell out.

Immediately after, she chased after her with a flicking shadow phantom step, and the opponent was still flying flat in the air, not yet landing, and she chased after her, and unleashed a dense and furious attack at a speed that caught the opponent off guard.

Within every breath, you can hit more than a dozen punches, punching to the flesh, and there is no missing hair.

None of Mu Zhu's limbs could be put into practice, and he was in a completely passive situation in an instant, and could only be beaten firmly by Feng Yiluan.

His reaction was quite fast, and after being punched more than a dozen times, he finally cast a defensive spell in the air, but it failed to make a real difference, and was quickly broken by Feng Yiluan with a heavy punch.

In just five or six breaths, Mu Zhu was already heavily injured from being picked up by the wind and thrown into the air to the ground to the ground, and finally, he fell heavily to the ground.

The few dozen onlookers next to him were in an uproar: "How is it possible!"

"She looks so thin and small, she only has to be beaten, how is this possible!"

Some people even asked: "What's going on, how did you fight just now, I haven't seen it yet!"

In the crowd of onlookers, only Ji Li did not make a sound from beginning to end, he knew Feng Yiluan very well and was very confident in her ability.

Feng Yiluan regained his well-behaved appearance, stood beside Mu Zhu, and silently counted five breaths, and sure enough, Mu Zhu never got up.

She thought to herself: I hope she doesn't get hurt too much, just now her fists didn't have long eyes at all, and she caught where to hit it......

After five breaths, everyone was teleported out and returned to the hall with twenty large stone piers.

After Mu Zhu was teleported, he lay on the ground and moaned, and Brown had no choice but to teleport T elsewhere to heal.

Feng Yiluan raised his head and looked at the stele, his name had already appeared on the stele, and he won a game.