His pace is steady and powerful. The fighting spirit is monstrous.

His limbs were coordinated and heavy, full of murderous aura.

His eyes were intimidating and piercing, and he was cold.

His expression was resolute and rampant, and he was arrogant and domineering.

One-step.

Two steps.

The sound of footsteps, which was originally small, was extremely harsh in this quiet banquet hall, which was almost terrifying.

His arms swayed slightly with a coordinated pace, and the vigorous liquor mixed with the crimson blood slowly flowed down, soaking the soft carpet into a blinding red.

His breathing was steady and smooth, and his qi was closed all over his body, leaving no flaws. Like a blood-stained god of war, Xu Bu forced the white-robed man.

Oppress.

Unparalleled oppression.

It was like an invisible net enveloping the white robe, making it bear the oppression of this strong sense of coercion. If it weren't for the fact that he himself was a top powerhouse with extremely strong spiritual power, just the rampant murderous aura that Lin Ze deliberately released would have caused him to have a mental breakdown in an instant.

Not to mention the white robes in it, Rao is the wealthy families sitting around him, and they were also in a trance for no reason, and some wealthy families with very good psychological quality twisted their bodies slightly to hide the uneasiness caused by the loss of their minds. Some people who are a little less mental in quality can't help but change their sitting posture to cushion this uneasy thought.

Syllable.

Lin Ze took another step and stopped abruptly when he was only half a meter away from the white-robed man. He froze.

Lin Ze's dark eyes stared at the white-robed man emotionlessly, and the white-robed man responded to him without showing weakness. The two powerhouses who could be called masters of the world looked at each other in silence like this, and they looked at each other for three minutes.

Everything in the world seems to have stopped. Even that time that was hard to stifle seemed to come to an abrupt end at this moment. Stopped walking.

There was a breathless depression and dreary in the air, and the banquet room was so quiet that it could be heard. A pair of eyes with different emotions stared closely at the two people in the center of the field, not blinking, not blinking, staring tremblingly.

Beads of sweat oozed from the palms of the already wealthy families.

The waist of the already wealthy family is straightened.

There are already wealthy families, and their throats are dry and bitter.

There were—the pupils of almost everyone on the scene were dilated at this moment, dilatated to the extreme.

Syllable!

Lin Ze was so fast that he almost made a sudden move.

He raised his right arm and pulled it towards the side of the white-robed man's head opposite.

The fan-like slap was like thunder without warning, and in the blink of an eye, it approached the side of the white-robed man's head.

Look at the strength and angle of this slap, and even the speed and strength of the shot, if it hits the white-robed man. Rao is a wealthy family who doesn't know kung fu at all, and he also feels that he is bound to be able to beat the white-robed man to bleed. Mild cases can also get concussions, and severe ones may fall to the ground on the spot.

But being recognized by the giants of Yanjing's top business circles as strong enough to rank among the top three, how could the white robe be so easily defeated?

I saw his left arm raised slightly, as if he was brushing away a pesky fly. Lin Ze's seemingly light was actually dissolved with a full of energy.

As soon as his palm fell, Lin Ze's left arm was raised at the same time.

The same starting hand, the same slap in the face.

Syllable!

The powerful palm was pulled over, but in the end, it was still brushed away by the white-robed man who was as quiet as a bell.

After the two whips were blocked, Lin Ze did not attack so simply, but bent his arm and swung out. The elbow that was as hard as iron slammed into the white-robed man's heart.

Click!

The white-robed man's arms lifted up like a stroke, and it was a swift blow that easily lifted away Lin Ze.

Sou!

The fist of the other hand was also smashed towards the white-robed man without warning.

Syllable!

Lin Ze's speed is extremely fast and his strength is extremely great. The movements of the white-robed man were as slow as a girl picking tea, not only did he not see half of his strength, but he even looked like an old immortal with an old dragon clock. It's not a threat.

But such an old thing that seemed to be on the verge of death could pick and pick, or brush, or push away Lin Ze's offensive containing surging power again and again.

Strange isn't it?

Odd.

But Aunt Xue was not surprised at all, she squinted slightly at the two of them with her foxy eyes, and her soft lips like rose petals were slightly curled and said: "To be able to play Tai Chi to this level, it is simply a fool's dream to practice hard for less than twenty years." No wonder those predators commented that he could squeeze into the top three of Yanjing's powerhouses. A terrible figure indeed. ”

"Can you see who can win?" Xue Gui asked curiously.

"You think I'm a god?" Even the aunt of the Xue family, who can charm people's hearts, raised her eyebrows.

"In my eyes, my aunt is a fairy-like woman." Xue Gui pouted noncommittally.

"It's the second hard-fought battle that I can't predict." Aunt Xue made the final decision.

Xue Gui didn't continue to ask questions, but concentrated on appreciating this battle that may seem a little boring to others, but it was so exciting in Xue Gui's eyes that it was outrageous.

Every time Lin Ze made a shot, it was a perfect attack.

Every block of the man in the white robe can also be called a classic defense. If it weren't for the ruthless man who had been wandering on the edge of the sword for a long time, it would be difficult to pinch the angle and timing to the pinch.

Lin Ze fought faster and faster, and the man in white robe blocked faster and faster. It seems that no matter how fast Lin Ze is, he can keep up with the speed.

And now, this boring fight in the eyes of those laymen is becoming more and more flavorful. The only drawback is that neither side even attacked the other once. It's like posing in a movie.

But only an expert like Xue Gui knows that he is so powerful that he can compete with the two people on the field, and he no longer needs to fight until blood is flowing and his limbs are splashed like in old boys and even martial arts movies.

Hit once. It is possible to frustrate the opponent.

It's like the battle with Qiao Ba, who had exhausted the organs, Lin Ze was at a disadvantage from beginning to end. But once he was hit, he could directly hit Qiao Ba and lose the ability to resist. He was beaten to death.

Powerful enough to the realm of these two people, they have departed from the tactics that ordinary masters pay attention to and care about in the fight, but are fighting a strategic battle.

Whoever has the better strategy will be able to achieve the ultimate victory.

So far, no one can see the strategy of these two people, and no one can see how the two plan to fight.

It is not uncommon for a layman to see it, but even a martial arts idiot like Xue Gui, who is obsessed with martial arts, and a fairy-like woman like Aunt Xue, can't see the strategy of the two in a short period of time. The intentions of the two.

Lin Ze became more and more urgent, and the fist that was like a rainy storm smashed intensively towards the white-robed man.

The man in the white robe is like a cunning old fox, resisting without impatience, as if he is playing an exhibition game, looking quite relaxed.

Gradually, Lin Ze's speed finally slowed down as if he was physically exhausted. And with each obvious slowdown, there always seemed to be some extra time for the white robe to be free after parrying. It's like a professional badminton player playing against an amateur badminton player, the professional side draws a tricky ball, and the amateur side is always tired of trying to make amends and return the ball. The amateur side is running around, toiling and tired. The professional side is calm and relaxed, and he can even hold a popsicle in one hand and play ball with the other.

At this moment, Lin Ze and the man in the white robe seem to be a contest between amateurs and professionals in the eyes of outsiders, with the expansion of the disparity in physical strength, the amateurs are becoming more and more amateur, and the professionals are becoming more and more professional. Obviously, the laymen can also see that they are tired, and they can figure out the battle situation.

Bang!

Lin Ze smashed a fist into the chest of the white-robed man, but the white-robed man's body was like a spiritual snake, and he immediately swooped forward, and his shoulder blade hit Lin Ze's chest.

Smack!

The white-robed man counterattacked for the first time and successfully hit Lin Ze in the chest. He was so angry that he spat blood from his mouth - Chen Xueqin was overjoyed, and secretly thought: "Look at you not to be beaten and crippled today!" ”

The wealthy family also sighed a little. sighed that Lin Zesheng was not at the right time, and also sighed that he was too strong.

If you win the black robe, you will stop, and no one will underestimate him. After all, defeating a strong man and rejecting the challenge of a second strong man is a rational choice in itself, and there is no shame or shame. But he just wants to continue fighting, and if he loses, it's different from taking the initiative not to fight.

If you lose, the limelight will turn to the Chen family. The momentum he brought back for the Han family at the beginning will be gone.

When Han Xiaoyi was knocked into Lin Ze and vomited blood, his heart suddenly tightened, and his little hands were also clutching the corners of his clothes, nervous to the extreme. Those beautiful big eyes stared intently at the two people on the field, and shouted to stop when Lin Ze couldn't hold it anymore.

"Hmm-" Lin Ze was hit by the white-robed man, and while blood spurted wildly from his mouth, his body seemed to be knocked out.

But, he stopped his backward steps, and stood firmly in place like iron legs.

"Forcibly defuse this yin force with brute force." The charming brows of the women of the Xue family were slightly furrowed, and there was a trace of confusion on the foxy face. "What does he want to do?"

Xue Gui was even more amazed. On the one hand, he was amazed at Lin Ze's treacherous strategy, and on the other hand, he was amazed that Lin Ze could even hide his aunt.

You must know that in Xue Gui's memory, her aunt understands almost everything, and nothing is difficult for her, as if her head is all-encompassing and there is no blank space.

But at this time, my aunt couldn't understand Lin Ze's intentions and couldn't see through his thoughts.

This only proves one problem. Lin Ze's wisdom is no less than that of Aunt Xue! Regardless of whether this wisdom is specific or the wisdom of life, Xue Gui can conclude that if Lin Ze has a family background given by God, he will be a more amazing person than Chen Yifei.

Is this just creation and man-making?

Flutter!

A mouthful of blood rushed out, but Lin Ze stood as steady as Mount Tai. grinned, a treacherous smile appeared on his face, and said contemptuously: "Are you really the same as you are on the outside, just this little strength?" ”

The white-robed man raised his eyebrows, swiped his arm in a small area, and slapped Lin Ze's chest again.

Flutter!

Syllable!

At the same time that Lin Ze shot out a mouthful of blood, he raised his arm violently, and slapped the white-robed man's side of the head as fast as lightning, this time, he slapped all over his face!

The slap rang out, and the whole house was shocked.

~~PS: There is an update at night, because it is a high * tide, and it is written very slowly. If you can't wait, let's watch it tomorrow.