This should be a special footwork, or it can be described as light work, and it is definitely a miracle skill that is not inferior to ghost shadow walking.

Xu Qing saw that Tong Hu showed his hand and also had a competitive mind, and stepped on the ghost shadow step and swept directly out ten meters away, and a few S-shapes also came to the gateball court.

The weather is cold and the north wind is like a knife, and there is no old man and old lady who is idle and has a pain in the egg will come out to play goalball against the biting cold, and this nearly 200-square-meter gateball court is a good place to fight.

Tong Hu stretched out his hand to unbutton the two buttons on the placket of his uniform, looked at Xu Qing with a serious face, and made an ancient salute with his palms in his fists: "Tong Hu leads Your Excellency to make a high move." ”

Xu Qing stood up, hugged a fist as he learned, put his left palm behind his back, raised his right palm and smiled: "Okay, in order to prevent Old Man Tong from saying that I am bullying the small with the big, I will use one hand." ”

Tong Hu was immediately angry when he heard this, his fists swung like thunder and slammed into Xu Qing's chest, and the iron fist broke through the air and made two muffled sounds, as if the drumstick hit the cowhide drum surface.

Xu Qing was not in a hurry, his right palm was slapped against the fist wind, using the fourth style of Zhengyang Palm Mingfeng Chaoyang, one palm sealed both fists, on the surface it seemed to be a loss, in fact, he did not do his best at all, to deal with the Tong Hu of Xuanjing, it was too much to use thirty percent of his strength.

Tong Hu's two fists felt a scorching heat before they were close to the palm of the hand, gritted his teeth and stretched his arm forward, and the two balls of energy broke out of the fist, first slammed into the palm, and then the two fists rushed up, bang! Two muffled sounds came out, and with this kind of strength in normal times, even a hundred catties of marble could be shattered.

Xu Qing still maintained the posture of stretching forward with one palm, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, these two punches did not hit his palm at all, but stopped less than two centimeters away from his palm, and were blocked by Zhengyang Qi without any suspense.

The fist and the palm are only less than a finger away, but this distance seems to have become an insurmountable barrier, no matter how hard Tong Hu stretched his arm forward, he couldn't move forward at all, and the two fists with all his strength didn't even touch the opponent's palm, which also made Tong Hu feel a little incredible.

Tong Hu has not encountered this kind of scene before, it is still something that only happened when facing Grandpa Tong Qianzhan, the Xuan Realm is like a hound meeting a mountain turtle in the realm, no matter how good its teeth are, it can't bite open the solid turtle shell, and it can't even break the defense and hit a fart!

"Drink!" Although Tong Hu already felt that something was wrong, but the stubbornness in his bones that he did not admit defeat tended that he had to continue to attack, and his fists were withdrawn with the help of the power of bending his arms forward, but the two punches were in different order, the left fist blasted out as fast as lightning, and the right fist condensed the strength of the whole body like a long rainbow through the sun, and blasted out along the trajectory of the first punch, two punches one before one after the other, but the position of the hit was not half a point off.

These two punches seem to be fancy, but in fact they have hidden mysteries, like breaking a thick piece of glass, first using a chisel to pierce a small hole, and then bombarding it with a heavy object, the probability of success will surely increase exponentially. These two punches are Tong Qianzhan's unique skills, a chain of nail fists, specializing in breaking all kinds of talisman qi.