Such a beautiful and coherent roundhouse kick, Zheng Ji made it, and it felt more like a one-shot, and the strong wind between the snow raised a large number of snowflakes, just like the martial arts masters in the two movies were fighting with internal force, which made Song Yu fascinated, and never thought that human fights could have such an effect.

Bang!

Wu Xun's elbow hit Masaki in the waist and abdomen, and Masaki's roundhouse kick hit Wu Hoon's side face at the same time, and the two voices burst out at the same time, sounding like one voice.

Next was the sound of the two of them falling to the ground, Masaki was hit, fell to the ground, and there was a tearing pain in his abdomen like his own intestines were stirring together, and Wu Xun's vision was blurry, as if he had put an engine in his ears, buzzing and making a noisy noise, and he couldn't react to anything at all, so he fell to the ground so straight and rough.

Both of them hit the vital point, Masaki is half-squatting on the ground and smoking cold air, in order to reduce the pain transmitted from the abdomen, strong recovery does not mean that he will not feel pain, Wu Xun is almost unconscious, if it weren't for his surprisingly strong body, it is estimated that just like this, it will be enough to kick him unconscious, after all, Masaki's physical fitness and leg strength are definitely not covered, even if he is not in the state of writing wheels, Masaki may be among the top few positions in the Zen Temple with his strength alone.

However, Masaki is already quite lucky, he was hit like that, and his intestines have not been broken, which can be regarded as the quality of his body structure is relatively qualified.

Both of them are struggling on the ground, whoever stands up first, who is more likely to hit the other party, Masaki crawled on the ground a few times, supporting his body with his hands, trying to stand up, but the pain from his waist and abdomen forced him to give up this action, and there was no way to resist the colic at that time, and the sweat on Masaki's face was drawn down like soybeans, wetting the ground under him.

And Wu Xun is relatively speaking, it is much better, but it is a slight concussion, Wu Xun worked hard to support the ground, and he barely overcame it, slowly stood up, from the initial staggering, to the current fixed eyes, seeing the political discipline on the ground, the essence returned to Wu Xun's eyes, step by step towards the political discipline, the fist in his hand crackled, as long as he hit in the air, it would also be a devastating blow to the political discipline who has no defense now.

It's not that political discipline is weak, but he has too many secrets to hide, he is now like a person holding a nuclear bomb launch button, for various reasons, he has given up this strongest means, and can only use his body to fight with the opponent with his body in hand-to-hand combat, even if his physical fitness is good, but the skills can not be achieved in a handful, it takes years of accumulation and learning, in this regard, political discipline is indeed not as good as Wu Xun who mixes the strengths of various fighting masters, and it is normal for the physical confrontation to fall into the upper hand.

Now the situation on the field has also affected the hearts of countless people below, Song Yu's hands were tightly held and white, his eyes were staring at Zhengji on the field, looking at Wu Xun who was walking towards Zhengji step by step, Song Yu's two knotted hands appeared white knuckles because they were too hard.

Just when Wu Xun walked to Zheng Ji's side with a smile that was about to win, Zheng Ji's face that was originally half squatting on the ground reversed and looked at Wu Xun head-on, instead of the frightened expression that Wu Xun expected, but revealed a weird smile!

Wu Xun secretly said that it was not good, his fists were clenched, and he immediately bombarded down according to the political discipline below, while the fist he was holding pressed down, the political discipline also kicked over at the same time with his feet together, and the two fists held by Wu Xun hammered the political discipline below, and the political discipline kicked over with both feet together, and the feet and fists collided together, and there was a muffled sound of Peng!

Wu Xun took a step back, and the whole person of Masahiro slid out directly on the ground, it is conceivable that the two of them fought like this, how huge the power was generated, and there were two deep footprints on the hard frozen snow-capped mountain ground, and Masaki was swept away smoothly by the force of Wu Xun's collision, and his body turned upside down, flipped in the air, and then stood firmly on the ground, facing Wu Xun at the same time.

Wu Xun just felt that there seemed to be something different from beginning to end, but there was no way to see what the difference was, he just felt that the man in front of him, in the past, his momentum was like encountering a barrier, and he could block all the momentum, but now he couldn't sense the existence of the man in front of him after his momentum was finished. He seemed to dissipate into the air and merge with the surroundings, and Wu Xun's terrifying momentum couldn't touch the man in front of him at all.

What has happened to him? Wu Xun has a feeling of powerlessness, just like the helplessness and despair in the face of the whole nature, this political discipline in front of him, this man who was beaten to the ground by himself a second ago, what has happened to him? Now he is standing in front of him face to face, and the man in front of him seems to be completely integrated with this world, regardless of each other, making him feel that he has nowhere to start!

The Living Buddha of Jebuzun, who was watching the battle not far away, looked at such a political discipline, his face was stunned, revealing a look of disbelief, "This is the realm of the unity of heaven and man?" He repeated this sentence in his heart, because the state of Zhengji at the moment was very similar to the feeling of the unity of heaven and earth in their Tibetan Buddhism.

And as the protagonist of Zhengji, his current state is indeed similar to what Zhebuzun Living Buddha guessed, just now, the Jin Dan in his mind rotated slightly, and his spiritual power touched Wuxun in front of him like countless tentacles, probing every reaction of his body, and even Wuxun's current nervous mood, Zhengji knew everything about it. It's a feeling that can't be explained. The feeling that seems to extend out of the invisible hand, but transcends the pure senses, perhaps this is what is called spiritual perception, which is more accurate and profound than the senses.

This kind of feeling is not unfamiliar to Masaki! He found that after entering such a state, his whole person's five senses seemed to have been multiplied, as if he had opened his eyes to the heavens and ears, and even the heartbeats and breathing of the people who were standing not far away to watch the battle were under his control, and his spirit seemed to envelop this piece of heaven and earth, and no wind or grass could escape his feelings.

Masaki slowly walked towards Wuxun, his whole body was relaxed, and there was no state at all as if he was going to pounce on the battle, you must know that a master like Wuxun, once Masaki launched an attack, he could make corresponding resistance movements, this is the conditioned reflex of natural evolution, and it is also the basic essence perception that a master like them has, just like many masters, at the moment when a sniper in the distance aims and shoots, he can always predict the danger in advance and dodge the past.

Wu Xun also has such a perception, but now that Masaki is slowly walking towards him, he doesn't have any sense of wanting to fight, and the muscles of his body haven't even entered a tense state, and others are looking at such a strange scene. Masaki walked over slowly, directly into Wu Xun's attack radius, and then stood still, the two of them were like friends for many years were about to talk, without the slightest sense of sabre-rattling.

"Give you two choices, one is to let Wuxun come back, and the other is to be knocked out by me to your second personality. Zhengji's face was very calm, and the whole person was reborn and stood in front of Wu Xun, without any oppressive momentum, giving Wu Xun the feeling of being in front of him like a mountain, without a breathtaking momentum, but with a feeling of invincibility in Yuanting Yuezhi.

"What kind of demon law are you making!" Wu Xun was furious, and he slammed into Zhengji with a punch!

I didn't see how Zhengji moved, the whole person didn't know when to take a step back, Wu Xun's punch wiped Zhengji's clothes, and he could still feel the strong wind coming to his face.

Then as soon as Masaki raised his foot, he kicked it on the side of Wu Xun's cheek! Wu Xun saw Zheng Ji's kick, and Wu Xun also subconsciously defended, but it was too late to pull this kick, Zheng Ji's kick seemed to go straight into no man's land, Wu Xun's return defense was not enough to be corrected, and his face was kicked by Zheng Ji's toes, and the whole face was like someone holding a fifty-kilogram hammer, smashing it from the side, a force that has never been so strong that it is defenseless, beating his head like a puppet that is not under his control, and throwing it to the side.