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At this moment, the situation on the field suddenly changed, Bu Zhiyi couldn't attack for a long time, so he changed the long sword to attack and defensive, and the Yan Zhengyi changed to defense to attack, and the two actually changed their playing style in a moment. Bu Zhiyi's body was fluttering like a dance when attacking, and his posture was as elegant as when defending, the sword momentum in his hand danced, and the sword qi several feet long spread around him, like a lotus flower protecting himself strictly, no matter how Yan Zhengyi attacked, he couldn't break through his protection.

The sword in Yan Zhengyi's hand is like flying, almost every step will send out dozens of swords, the dancing sword sword gas into layers of sword rain, in the blink of an eye, Yan Zhengyi circled around Bu Zhiyi more than a dozen times, as if in Bu Zhiyi's lotus-like sword flower outside the sky full of sword rain, this scene not only attracted Yin Lei's attention, but also attracted the eyes of almost everyone present.

At this moment, Bu Zhiyi smiled and said, "Brother Yan, do we still want to fight?" You'd better throw in the towel. ”

"Brother Bu, I have always admired your kung fu, but it's not so easy for you to win against me, right?"

"If it were in other places, it would be almost impossible for Bu to win Brother Yan, but in this narrow ring, Brother Yan's light skills don't seem to be able to be performed, right? If I can't win Brother Yan in this way, Bu Mouqi has not practiced martial arts for decades in vain. ”

"Although this ring is small, Yan's light skills are also a little accomplished in flashing, turning, soaring, and moving, but it is not only manifested in speed, if Brother Bu has any way, let Yan see it."

"Okay, since Brother Yan said so, then Bu is welcome."

Saying that, Bu Zhiyi's style of play changed again, this time he no longer focused on swords, but instead raised his left hand and sent out a series of empty palms, Yan Zhengyi sneered and said: "Brother Bu wants to win me like this?" Although Brother Bu's inner family is slightly better than Yan's, how much can you send out such a split? ”

Bu Zhiyi smiled: "Brother Yan, don't worry, you will know soon."

Speaking, Bu Zhiyi sent out a few palms, Bu Zhiyi's dozen palms were not sent casually, he hit the right side of Yan Zhengyi, Yan Zhengyi used the light power of Baihemen, this kind of light work is not like the general light work all rely on the legs, Baihemen's light power is very special, their light power has at least three layers or more to rely on the cooperation of both hands to maintain balance, and now Bu Zhiyi has hit all the palm power of the air on the right side of Yan Zhengyi, so that the balance on both sides of Yan Zhengyi has been broken, In order to maintain balance, Yan Zhengyi had to increase his strength on the left side of the force to ensure the stability of his body, otherwise his light skill would not be able to perform, so that it was clear that Bu Zhiyi was only sending out a palm, but Yan Zhengyi had to bear the strength of two palms, and half of the strength was added by himself, as if he was helping Bu Zhiyi beat himself, Bu Zhiyi's splitting palm was extremely draining, but this Yan Zhengyi was more laborious than Bu Zhiyi.

People who have picked things with a flat shoulder know that if they pick sixty catties of things, they will put thirty catties at each end of the flat pole, and now Bu Zhiyi only pressurizes one side of Yan Zhengyi, which is equivalent to only adding thirty catties on one side of Yan Zhengyi's body, in order to maintain the balance of his body, Yan Zhengyi has to add thirty catties of things on the other side of his body, plus he has to carry these sixty catties of things in his own body, Yan Zhengyi is equivalent to three times more physical strength than Bu Zhiyi.

If it weren't for this special place, Yan Zhengyi would definitely have room to dodge, but now Bu Zhiyi is standing in the middle of the ring of Wuzhang, he is about two and a half zhang away from the ring, and then he stretches out his hand and is three feet, that is to say, no matter how Yan Zhengyi dodges, the farthest away from Bu Zhiyi is about two zhang, and with Bu Zhiyi's kung fu, about two zhang is the coverage of his empty palm, so that no matter how Yan Zhengyi dodges, he can't dodge Bu Zhiyi's palm power, although Bu Zhiyi's light skills are a cut behind him, But the palm power of standing still still kept up with his footsteps.

In this way, it was just a moment for Bu Zhiyi to send out as many as forty or fifty palms, and the power of splitting the empty palm was extremely consuming, and the forty or fifty palms were also sweaty on Bu Zhiyi's face, but Yan Zhengyi was even more sad, under Bu Zhiyi's palm power, his body was no longer as flexible as before, and the sharp-eyed people had already seen that Yan Zhengyi's back was soaked, and Yan Zhengyi, who had lost his flexibility, was still Bu Zhiyi's opponent, only to see Bu Zhiyi shake the long sword again, and a few sword flowers shrouded Yan Zhengyi in the sword light, Yan Zhengyi, who was restrained by Bu Zhiyi, who seized the opportunity, was not to be outdone, and the sword in his hand flashed several feet long again, but he was originally slightly inferior to Bu Zhiyi's skills, and he consumed more power than Bu Zhiyi just now.

A master like them would not be knocked out of the ring like ordinary people anyway, and when he saw that it was really not good, Yan Zhengyi admitted defeat with a long roar.

Bu Zhiyi saw that Yan Zhengyi had admitted defeat, and hurriedly put away the sword and said, "Brother Yan has conceded." ”

"Brother Bu, it's the first time Yan has encountered your style of play after practicing martial arts for decades, which really makes Yan Mouchang insightful, but if it weren't for the restrictions of the terrain, Yan would definitely not ...... so easily."

"Hahahaha, Brother Yan, Bu Mou said just now, this time he took advantage of the fight, if it wasn't in this kind of place, it would be almost impossible to win Brother Yan. But Brother Yan doesn't mind, if it weren't for the skills of a little brother last night, Bu wouldn't have thought of using this method to deal with Brother Yan. ”

"Why did Brother Bu and Yan fight with the same door yesterday?" Yan Zhengyi showed a look of surprise.

"No, but last night Bu saw a similar exercise to Brother Yan, at that time, Bu thought that the biggest weakness of this exercise should be balance, but I didn't expect to see Brother Yan today, I didn't expect it to be effective."

"I see, okay Today, Yan confessed, if there is a chance to ask Brother Bu for advice in the future, I won't waste time now, and I will leave."

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