Wang Xueyao also stretched out her hand and hugged her fists and said, "Please ......"

"Ha ......"

The wind roared, and the spirit of the whole person suddenly changed, as if it was a different person, and it became as vigorous and powerful as an old pine rooted in the cliff, and the whole person gave people a feeling of intertwinedness.

Wang Xueyao stood loosely in place, as if she didn't feel the change in the wind, and there was no movement at all.

However, the four dragon sets were so frightened that they subconsciously took three steps back, and at the same time attracted the attention of the busy people around them.

"Hoo ......"

Like a gust of wind hanging, Feng Feng lifted one leg, and suddenly a short and fast double jump, and his right foot with golden sand swept towards Wang Xueyao's shoulder like a tree trunk falling to the ground.

In another exclamation, Wang Xueyao fell down with Fengfeng's legs, but she didn't hear the slightest sound of collision.

"Hoo ......"

The legs brushed over Wang Xueyao's head, and the sound of the wind almost made Wang Xueyao's head scattered by the makeup artist.

In the midst of everyone's eyes, Wang Xueyao's feet seemed to take root, and her upper body was thrown sideways for a week, regaining her footing, while Fengfeng's legs had just landed.

"He is strong, he is strong, and the breeze blows on the hills!" Wang Xueyao suddenly said in a voice.

"Bang!"

The wind and wind fell to the ground, and the golden sand splashed everywhere, making a muffled sound.

"Yikes!"

His feet landed on the ground to give Feng Feng new strength, he screamed, his right fist clenched, and he pulled towards Wang Xueyao's face like a tree vine.

Wang Xueyao fell down again, and also spun up, like a tumbler.

"He let him be horizontal, and the bright moon shines on the river......" Wang Xueyao read again.

One of Fengfeng's legs suddenly bounced up when he closed his fist, pointing directly at the tip of Wang Xueyao's nose.

"Hoo ......"

The wind was blowing, Wang Xueyao was motionless, and her face didn't even change.

But the leg that was supposed to kick Wang Xueyao's face suddenly disappeared, the leg that was stabilized by the wind and the center of gravity was a little on tiptoe, the person fell down and supported the ground with both hands, and under the change of center of gravity, the legs were brought together like the tail of a python and smashed towards Wang Xueyao's waist.

Wang Xueyao smiled slightly, her left hand was behind her back, and her right hand stretched down diagonally, instantly using her arm as a bridge under Fengfeng's legs.

Feng Feng's body rolled up along Wang Xueyao's arm involuntarily with huge kinetic energy, and spun around just at Wang Xueyao's neck.

Wang Xueyao turned sideways slightly, grabbed the hem of Fengfeng's clothes and shook it, Fengfeng's whole person took his feet as his head, and flew towards Wang Xueyao's back like an arrow.

"Borrow your strength, four or two thousand pounds!" Wang Xueyao said again.

"Bang!"

In the dust, the wind slammed into the sand like a dead snake.

"Okay!" Lao Li roared excitedly.

The jaws of the people around them dropped, and there was silence......

From beginning to end, Wang Xueyao didn't even move.

Feng Feng got up from the sand, panting slightly, and looked at Lao Li.

"Look what Lao Tzu is doing, go on!" Lao Li roared.

Wang Xueyao's feet were motionless, she turned her head and glanced back at Fengfeng and said, "Go on, see if you can let me move my steps!"

In the definition of the system, Wang Xueyao's Tai Chi is advanced.

But in the real world, even the grandmaster is not as advanced as Wang Xueyao's Taijiquan, which has nothing to do with anything else, but a matter of realm.

Wang Xueyao has never really tried the application of Tai Chi in actual combat, and she feels a little bit at this time, and she can't wait for Fengfeng to continue to feed the moves.

Feng Feng took a breath, looked at Wang Xueyao with a solemn gaze, and suddenly ran up, rose into the air, and fell towards Wang Xueyao's shoulders with his head and feet.

Wang Xueyao smiled slightly, motionless, but showed an interesting smile, and said lightly: "Qi Shen Dantian, Zhongzheng Anshu - Thousand Jin Pendant!"

Fengfeng's hands fell on Wang Xueyao's shoulders, and the whole person turned over with a harrier, wanting to pull Wang Xueyao out or even throw it out with inertia and his own strength.

As a result, Feng Feng's face changed suddenly, and he felt like he was fighting against a rooted tree, and the other party was motionless at all.

After pulling it out twice in a row by inertia, Fengfeng had no choice but to let go, because he didn't expect this situation, and almost fell into a dog snatching.

Wang Xueyao gently patted the shoulders on both sides with both hands casually, and asked, "Are you still coming?"

"Close quarters!" Lao Li couldn't help but remind.

Although Lao Li had long known that Feng Feng should be defeated, he didn't expect that Wang Xueyao didn't even make a move from beginning to end, but Feng Feng had already been defeated, and he was extremely defeated.

"Yes, master!"

Feng Feng also came to the fire, walked quickly in front of Wang Xueyao, and his fists came out together, up and down, left and right, fast and slow, and suddenly changed his moves, and both fists seemed to have afterimages.

The sharp wind blew Wang Xueyao's long hair up, but Wang Xueyao herself carried it with both hands, only relying on the shaking of her body, so that every move of Fengfeng failed, and even a punch was directly hit at Wang Xueyao's stomach, and Wang Xueyao's body bowed into the shape of a shrimp, but her feet were still in place.

"Attack her feet!" Lao Li commanded again.

This kind of defeat, not to mention that Feng Feng himself refuses to accept it, even Lao Li, who is his master, can't accept it, it is really miserable.

The so-called boxer is afraid of being less strong, although Lao Li dares to say that Fengfeng is not his opponent now, but if he does not have the wisdom to lead the king into the urn, he will probably fight for both defeats in the end, and he may be better by relying on experience.

But in the face of Wang Xueyao, Lao Li really couldn't accept that Fengfeng was such a scumbag, although this kind of scum was regarded as a crime of non-war!

"Got it!"

Feng Feng agreed, holding his breath and preparing to withstand Wang Xueyao's beating, he bent over and hunched over and grabbed Wang Xueyao's legs.

Wang Xueyao said again: "Yin and yang follow each other, movement and stillness are appropriate, and stillness is extremely moving......"

Saying that, Wang Xueyao pulled her right foot out of the sand, or skimmed or crutched, or kicked the place where the wind must be saved, or used the sole of her shoe to block the wind or fists or claws.

The two attacked and defended one by one, Wang Xueyao still carried her hands on her back, but Fengfeng did her best, sweating all over.

He really wanted to pull out Wang Xueyao's other leg, but no matter what, he couldn't get close to the left leg that was used as a pillar, and he always felt that no matter how he changed his moves, Wang Xueyao's foot would always appear first where he had to save or block his attack with the sole of his shoe.

Originally, Feng Feng wanted to grab Wang Xueyao's legs with his own strength advantage, but Wang Xueyao's legs were as slippery as loaches, and he couldn't touch them at all, and whenever he was about to catch them, he slipped away strangely, making Feng Feng feel that his movements were slow.

But in the eyes of onlookers, Wang Xueyao's movements were not fast, as if Wang Xueyao made a certain move first, and then the wind and wind collided with it by itself, which looked extremely weird.

The wind was getting faster and faster, and the faster he was, the slower he felt, and finally he burst out with all his strength, and used a blow that swept away the endless anger and grievances in his heart......