Chapter Eighty-Seven: Isn't It Good to Be Alive?

Originally, Li Baifeng's grasp was not very big, and he still had a certain amount of confidence in a guy like Shang Xu Nong who had practiced kung fu to the flesh and skin, but Chong Zhen, this person, he couldn't see the depth at a glance, and if he really wanted to fight, he was also a little suspenseful in his heart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But if you can use magic, it's completely different.

When it comes to boxing, he has only practiced the Xuanshan Sect for his disciples to build the foundation of the mountain-moving boxing, this set of boxing methods, whether it is boxing intent or boxing outline, is the method of the Xuanshan Sect, referring to the Tao of the "Xuanshan Sutra", which is not essentially used for actual combat.

But when it comes to magic...... Needless to say, Li Baifeng, a monk in the late stage of Qi refining, can only be said to bully people by using spells on ordinary people. Even if he is a martial artist, before entering the realm of true qi release, he is at best a strong ordinary person, and he is just as powerless against a monk in the late stage of qi refining.

Thinking of this, Li Baifeng suddenly felt that the road ahead was smooth, what Xu Nong admired and the like, but it was just a local chicken and a dog.

However, all of this is based on the premise that this edge ball can really be played, even if the probability is extremely low, but if Zhou Yan really crosses the threshold of true qi release, and does not use magic at all, all this will be impossible to talk about.

Zhou Yan shot extremely fast before, although Li Baifeng captured his movements, but he didn't sense the fluctuation of aura, after all, if the thunder method is activated, it is often a moment, plus this kind of acceleration method, the mana consumption is extremely low, and there is no need to mobilize the external aura, so it is normal not to be able to sense it. What's more, using spells in front of everyone, Zhou Yan should have deliberately covered up the fluctuations in mana.

We can only observe and observe again.

Li Baifeng rubbed his chin and decided to take a wait-and-see attitude and act at the opportunity. As for the idea of defying the law, he was naturally far behind him.

Really, isn't it good to be alive?

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Xue Henian has been helped off the stage, and there seems to be nothing wrong except that his steps are still a little trance. The host walked quickly to the field, held the microphone and said loudly: "In the second game, Gao Daijun of the Water Boxing Club is a reverent for the Beast Boxing Club." ”

As soon as the words fell, the host trotted off the stage, looking a little nervous, as if he was hiding from something.

There was a burst of perfunctory applause in the audience, mixed with some low-voiced sighs, Li Baifeng's five feelings were extraordinary, and a few whispers in the front row were heard really:

"Alas, this guy named Gao Daijun is really unlucky, and he met Chongzhen in the first round." An ordinary-looking man shook his head and sighed.

A young man wearing a peaked cap beside him said: "Since people have chosen the terrace of Beishanlou, they must be ready, after all, they will meet sooner or later, and the difference is only in the first few rounds." ”

A boy with a freckled face heard their conversation, turned his head over curiously, and asked, "Hey, listening to what you said is so exaggerated, where is this sacred?" ”

The young man wearing a peaked cap puffed up his chest and said in an old-fashioned manner: "You are a freshman, right?" Come, I'll tell you......"

Li Baifeng shook his head, he was not interested in listening any further, he turned his eyes to the ring, but found that there was only one person on the stage, that was a man with an inch head and a resolute face, it should be Gao Daijun of the Water Boxing Club.

Chong Zhen is not there.

Li Baifeng frowned, remembering that he hadn't seen Chong Zhen when he was backstage before, so it seemed that he hadn't come. Is there something delayed or is there no intention of coming at all?

Gao Daijun stood quietly on the stage, standing with his hands down, his face calm, and he didn't look the slightest impatience and anxiety.

In fact, there is nothing to rush about, Chong Zhen does not come to abstain, and he will win at that time.

He was calm, but the audience couldn't hold their breath, they came to watch the game, not to see people to stand on punishment. So there were bursts of urging and complaining from the audience.

"What's wrong? Why hasn't the opponent come yet? ”

"What about the host? If you don't come back, you will start the next one? ”

"Hurry up!"

The host is sweaty, there are many audiences, you can say whatever you want, Chongzheng can't find them, but the host is different, if he directly abstains from Chongzhen, God knows if Chongzheng will come to him to settle accounts? He can't afford to provoke such a murderer.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, a thin figure leaped up from the crowd, crossed a long parabola, and smashed into the ring. The figure straightened up, revealing a feminine face, snake-like pupils scanning the surroundings coldly.

As his gaze swept over, everyone closed their mouths one after another, and the scene that had just been full of people quickly cooled down until it was silent.

The host wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a sigh: Thank God, this master is finally here, and it will be really difficult to do this if he doesn't come again.

Li Baifeng's eyes narrowed, he didn't expect Chongzhen's ferocity to be so powerful, and one look could capture a group of people who eat melons.

Seeing that everyone had shut up, Chong Zhen let out a soft snort from his nose, turned his head to look at Gao Daijun, and said lightly: "Let's start." ”

Gao Daijun's face was full of solemnity, his face was slightly pale, he opened his hands and moved the joints on his fingers a few times, and then clasped his hands into fists and said: "Hit the water boxing club, Gao ......"

Chongzhen's face was full of impatience, and before Gao Daijun could finish speaking, he stretched out his hand and interrupted: "Okay, okay, don't say it, let's fight." This attitude clearly did not take Gao Daijun in his eyes at all, and he didn't even bother to know his name.

This is undisguised contempt.

The anger on Gao Daijun's face flashed, and his chest rose and fell violently a few times, forcibly suppressing the anger. Then he let out a sigh of relief and regained his expression.

Chong Zhen stood in place, looking at him for a long time, as if waiting for him to make a move.

Gao Daijun lifted the tip of his right foot, landed lightly in front of him, and took a step. Then, he lifted the tip of his left foot, landed in front of him, and took another light step.

His feet were very light, like a cat, and he walked cautiously on the eaves, his steps were dexterous and elegant, and he seemed to be light as if he did not exert his strength.

At this moment, Chong Zhen moved.

He raised his middle finger and quickly touched it in several places on his body, and then, he shook all over, his pale skin was slightly bloody, and his limbs were tense, and he seemed to be much stronger.

There were bursts of whispers from the audience:

"Have you seen it, Chongshao's acupoint technique is very magical."

"Points? Is there really such a kung fu? ”

"I've heard that this is a way to stimulate potential, to deplete the source, otherwise why does he look so thin and his skin is so pale?"

"Shhhh You don't want to die, and if he hears you, you'll be finished. ”

Li Baifeng frowned, he clearly knew that it was not a point technique at all. Just after Chong Zhen pointed out those fingers, he clearly felt a wave of mana fluctuations surging up on Chong Zhen's body.

That's -- magic.