"What Princess Cen said is naturally what, but without star power, are you sure you can beat me?" Su Muze laughed coldly, his steps sank, and with his left foot as a support point, his right leg suddenly swept out.

He is very fast and attacks with his legs as soon as he makes a move.

Although the leg is powerful, but it is also the key to test people's next plate, where the next plate is not good, lifting the leg is easy to cause the center of gravity to be unstable, resulting in a fall, or a little pushed by someone, will be a stumble.

The cold light in his eyes suddenly appeared, and the wind swept over Su Muze's legs, his explosiveness was good, at least much stronger than ordinary people. It's a pity that Feng Qingge is completely far superior to him in moves, the so-called punches do not come out of the legs, mainly to defend and attack, once the legs are far away, they must fight with the attitude of winning with one blow.

Su Muze is too arrogant, this move is all a false move.

Feng Qingge was not afraid, her hands were spread into palms, and when Su Muze's right leg arrived, her right hand had already pressed on Su Muze's calf, not to apply, but to borrow skill, as if a weak willow was helping the wind, and pushed his leg to the side. Surrounded by this calm power, Su Muze immediately felt that his right leg was not his own, and when he wanted to take it back, he felt as if he was in a swamp, and there was no way to pull out his right leg.

Tai Chi's four or two thousand catties are the best moves at this moment. At the moment when Su Muze's right leg was removed, Feng Qingge stepped forward with an arrow step, a move of the wild horse mane, his arms were spread, his right hand passed through Su Muze's armpit, and his backhand lightly pressed his jaw, and the moment his waist turned, Su Muze, who was more than 100 catties, was directly shocked by Feng Qingge and flew out.

"What a weird move!" Luo Ran's heart trembled, the fan in her hand was clenched tightly, her eyes had already locked Feng Qingge, her flowing movements were definitely not something that could be practiced overnight. skillfully used force, but instead knocked the fierce Su Muze away.

"Touch!" Su Muze didn't expect that he would be thrown out like this by Feng Neng Xiaoxiao, and he was unsuspectingly smashed to the ground, and his face turned even more bruised. A carp stood up immediately, and he laughed coldly: "A fat man is a fat man, he only knows how to fight with people with strength, I want to see how much strength you can exert today!"

The people who watched the play from the outside only saw that Su Muze was knocked out by Feng Qingge, where can they analyze that Feng Qingge was borrowing. Although this body is fat, but in fact, Feng Qingge is much weaker than Su Muze, if he works hard like this, it is estimated that he will be deflated in two strokes.

"Please. Feng Qingge didn't say much, reached out and pressed the hem of his clothes, tucked the skirt into his belt, and stood in a tall posture, with his left hand behind his waist, and his right hand in front of him making a gesture of please, which was even more chic and free. This move is often seen in Chinese martial arts, not a move, but an action before the competition, commonly known as lazy clothes.

In ancient times, it was very good to dress, and it was not abrupt at will. And during the competition, it is impossible for you to change a set of clothes, so you can casually tuck the skirt into the waist seal and tie it up to facilitate the fight. Such a lazy way of tying clothes is called lazy tying.

For the people on the Star Moon Continent, they had never seen such a strange way to tie their clothes, they looked at Feng Qingge suspiciously, this woman tied her clothes and exposed her legs, but it was a very shameless surface. However, Feng Qingge's movements were too chic, so that they didn't deliberately care about these details.

However, Su Muze snorted coldly, he slammed on the ground, and the whole person had already rushed out, his right foot was raised abruptly, and he often used his high leg to deal with Feng Qingge. That is full of strength, Feng Qingge does not dare to take it hard, the so-called slipping back and forth, taking off his hands and rushing straight, there is a very important move in martial arts, dealing with the enemy is like kissing, and the other party must not be allowed to escape.

If it was before, Feng Qingge would definitely use other means to remove Su Muze's strength, but now...... Her body couldn't withstand that kind of force at all. Dodging again and again, the ferocious right leg almost touched her body, bringing up a strong wind. Feng Qingge is not in a hurry, the appearance of the clouds and the light wind really has the taste of a grandmaster.

Looking at Su Muze on the other side, it was much worse. After a dozen consecutive leg splits, his breath was already chaotic. He didn't know how to borrow skill at all, he couldn't get along with himself, and he kept kicking towards Feng Qingge, but the agile Feng Qingge took the opportunity to dodge.

Got it!

The luster in the black eyes suddenly appeared, and the wind couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth. On the other side, Su Muze's speed had slowed down, and his pace was unsteady. At the moment when the high whip leg swept in, Feng Qingge's legs bent, allowing the whip leg to sweep over his head, and the bent legs were like springs, bursting and bouncing up, and his fists were like lightning, and the fist of "touch" smashed into Su Muze's chest.

"Click......" The sound of broken bones echoed in his ears, Su Muze spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was beaten back three or four steps by this punch, and his pale appearance was terrifying.

Feng Qingge does not pursue, with his hands behind his back, people who practice martial arts attach great importance to gravity, if there is no speed and no strength, there is no way to fight with others. The force of the wind light song bursting out with rotation is simply unbearable for human bones.

"Are you still here?" Looking at Su Muze, Feng Qingge patted the dust on his clothes.

What a powerful move, in addition to the sudden increase in star power, how can this waste even be so proficient in moves. Su Muze pressed his chest and wanted to continue to fight, but the bone was broken, and the dark energy on Feng Qingge's fist penetrated his flesh and blood, and it was impossible to fight again at this moment.

A total of two moves, he is in the hands of Feng Qingge, can't he even go through two moves?

"Okay, good fight!" Luo Xing clapped his hands again and again, and his eyes lit up even more. is not as handsome as Xingli's moves, and she deserves to be his light song sister.

Su Muze endured the pain in his chest, and arched his hand: "I have understood, Princess Cen is really powerful, it seems that His Royal Highness King Cen did not pick the wrong person, but my skills are not as good as others." ”

"Let's go, Luo Xing. Feng Qingge breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to leave.

It's just that Su Lin, who was clenched with her fists, was willing to let go of Feng Qingge, and at the moment when Feng Qingge turned her head and turned around, she suddenly rushed out of the crowd, and with a slight move of her right hand, the red star power exploded, like lightning and shot forward.

Not good!

Smelling the dangerous breath in the air, Feng Qingge's face changed even more, and the whole person dodged in an extremely strange posture, and the thunder and lightning in the dantian had already condensed, but it was just ...... His eyes fell on Luo Ran, and Feng Qingge's heart trembled even more, and before he had time to think about it, the whole person quickly fell to the ground.

Rolling away in the way of a donkey, the wind slapped the ground, and when he looked up at Su Lin, the red star power had already reached his eyes.

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