If there is one word to describe the game between the two, it should be the word "fast", and if it is described in two words, it is "fast". The words www.biquge.info pen, fun, and pavilion are "very fast".

It's dizzying.

So much so that the audience in the audience had questions such as "Did I go to the wrong set, this is obviously making a movie?", "Is it because of my kidney deficiency, why do I see things so blurry and ghosted", "How many hands do they each have" and so on.

Time goes back a dozen seconds ago.

In the blink of an eye, Chong Zheng had already rushed in front of Zhou Yan, his steps were staggered left and right, his body was as fast as a ghost, and people's eyes seemed to be unable to keep up with the trajectory of his movement.

On the other hand, Zhou Yan, since that vigorous burst, his entire temperament has undergone a 180-degree change, from the previous loneliness and indifference to sharp edge, seeing Chongzhen rushing with an unstoppable momentum, the corners of his mouth pulled a playful smile, did not retreat but advanced, the soles of his feet suddenly stepped on the ground, and he met it blatantly!

It was like two sharp and powerful arrows colliding in the air, and at the moment when Zhou Yan and Chongzhen were about to interact, they jumped up in unison, raised their knees and slammed into each other!

"Bang!"

A dull but clear collision sounded, and the two of them let out a muffled snort at the same time, and both fell back to the ground together. They glanced at each other, and they both caught the solemnity in each other's eyes.

Originally, Chong Zheng had a certain contempt for this person who had never seen him in the previous battle, and he only felt that the other party was confident that he had two surgical methods and did not know the height of the sky, and he planned to teach him a good lesson, but now that he had to re-examine the other party, this person did not seem to be as simple as he imagined.

Zhou Yan is the same, as a monk, especially from a sect like the Shocking Sect that specializes in thunder law and has a domineering temperament, he has always upheld a sense of pride, and he has a certain degree of contempt for Chong Zhen, a "martial arts practitioner who doesn't know where to learn some magic", and now he has to admit that the other party and him can be regarded as opponents at the same level.

In a way, the two men agreed again, and of course, this did not affect their determination to completely defeat the other - or even promote it.

After landing and standing firmly, the two rushed forward again, suddenly raised their knees and slammed together, and then separated again, staring at each other viciously, their knees trembling slightly, in this hard confrontation, no one could please them.

With the blessing of the spell, Zhou Yan's speed, reaction ability, and recovery ability have all made a qualitative leap, and Chongzhen's "point point" technique is essentially mobilizing mana and stimulating certain tricks, thus stimulating a lot of potential and strengthening his muscle fascia, thus obtaining extraordinary speed and strength.

The two of them have their own skills, but they have one thing in common - that is, the ability to withstand the body itself has not been significantly improved, it can be said that it is still just a mortal body, and it hurts like being beaten, and it will bleed like being cut. Therefore, after colliding hard-hitting twice, the two wisely gave up this lose-lose style of play.

Just kidding, it hurts, okay? You're not a masochist, so why do you have to be positive?

So the next scene that made many viewers begin to doubt their eyes -

"Papa......"

Zhou Yan and Chongzheng stood opposite each other, their fists hit each other like raindrops, and they were intercepted by the opponent's fists, accompanied by a strong impact sound, full of rhythm and rhythm.

As for what kind of rhythm it is, I think it's still "The big windmill squeaks and turns, and the little friends next to it squeak and see." This sentence is more appropriate.

"I said, is this a punch of Wang Baquan?" Xia Lingying frowned and looked at it for a long time, then turned her head and poked Li Baifeng, and put forward her own opinions with a strange expression.

Li Baifeng glanced at her dissatisfiedly and corrected: "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, can the monk's punch be called Wang Baquan?" It has to be called Xuanwu Boxing. Although this scene looks a little comical, the power is still considerable. ”

"Monk? The two of them? Xia Lingying wanted to explain to him the essential difference between "Wang Ba" and "Xuanwu", but she captured a key word.

"Ahh Li Baifeng nodded. In the three years of high school, all kinds of things happened, and the secrets Xia Lingying knew about him couldn't be described in many words, and naturally there was nothing to hide from this kind of thing.

"I said, why do you want to stay and watch." Xia Lingying muttered, and then turned her gaze back to the stage.

Chong Zhen and Zhou Yan's figures had separated, and the two stood facing each other, staring at each other deadly, while moving their already reddened fingers. To be reasonable, the output of this round of standing piles is not much stronger than the previous knee collision, and it hurts a lot, which is also the reason why the two retreated at the same time.

Originally, with the habit of worshipping, he disdains and is unwilling to stand with people, he is more accustomed to striking backwards and killing with one blow, just like a poisonous snake hidden in the grass, usually hiding and accumulating, waiting for the prey to appear when it suddenly attacks. But this time is an exception, because he was repeatedly provoked by Li Baifeng, and his right-hand man Xu Nong was sent to the hospital again, he was holding back a fire in his heart, and now a cat and a dog appeared out of nowhere to speak disrespectfully to him, which poured oil on the fire.

It made him want to hit someone.

So this time he didn't wait for the enemy to make a move, but chose to attack, intending to beat the other party to the ground, in order to relieve his anger, and finally abolish one of his legs, which is counted as a lesson. Unexpectedly, the two encounters were evenly matched, which made him very unhappy.

If you are not happy, Chong Zheng still decided to return to the kind of fighting style he is good at, and it is not good to fight the opponent, but the game should be won, and it will not be too late to abolish his leg at that time.

Or scrap two.

Chong Zhen felt his somewhat numb and swollen hands and painful hot knees, and silently added in his heart.

Zhou Yan was also very unhappy in his heart, the opponent who was not very affordable suddenly became equal to him, which made his plan of "calmly defeating the opponent and venting his sister's anger" face the risk of bankruptcy.

"It's time to get serious." Zhou Yan's face sank, he stretched out his fingers that were a little trembling, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

It's so feminine, and the fists are quite hard.

At the end of the belly slander time, Zhou Yan's four fingers of his right hand were slightly bent, his thumb was against the tips of the four fingers, he half-clenched into a fist, formed a thunder mark, and then his body shook and rushed out like a falcon eagle sweeping the air.

Li Baifeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he keenly felt a faint aura surging up on Zhou Yan's body, which was a fluctuation of the thunder technique.