Han Feng turned around and saw the provocation in Yang Qian'er's eyes.

said that one day, Yang Qian'er did tell him that she was going to fight again. At the time, he didn't care.

Now, he doesn't care.

He shook his head with a smile, turned around, and said to Yueli, "Let's go, let's barbecue." ”

"Ding! System prompt: The task is generated, the second battle with Yang Qian'er is opened, the winner advances, and the loser exits. The winner will receive a reward of 2,000 dragon points and a spirit level martial arts voucher. ”

"Okay, I'll fight you. Han Feng suddenly turned his head and was full of spirits.

Yueli cast a disdainful look: "Can I swear?

Han Feng smiled: "You can eat barbecue at any time, and there are not many tasks." He jumped into the ring.

"Why don't you see your Golden Dragon Flame King Sword?" Han Feng asked, he was ready to take out the Nine Ghost Wind Soul Sword at any moment.

"Let's fight with bare hands today, how about it, do you have the guts?" Yang Qian'er raised her head high.

Han Feng couldn't help but smile: "Okay, bare hands, by the way, I have now opened twenty Yuan veins, are you sure you can be my opponent?"

Yang Qian'er gritted her teeth, although her talent was better than Han Feng, she was indeed not as hard as Han Feng, the thirty-two Yuan Veins were only sixteen now, but the eight condensed Dragon Veins were her biggest reliance, which was the reason why she dared to challenge Han Feng. She had no idea that Han Feng had already condensed fourteen dragon veins.

"Look at the palm!" Yang Qian'er waved her hands, and with a blazing wind on her palm, she slapped towards Han Feng.

Han Feng raised his eyebrows, judging from the speed and the sound of the explosion, he could feel that this palm was indeed quite powerful, and for a moment, he didn't have time to judge what kind of powerful palm technique this was, Spirit Rank, King Rank, In short, he didn't dare to take it hard, and he stepped on the Wind Swimming Nine Heavens Escape Technique under his feet, and dodged it.

His index finger and middle finger were together, sometimes casting the Spirit Breaking Finger, sometimes the Wind Dragon Finger, and sometimes turning into a sword finger to perform swordsmanship, and he fought with Yang Qian'er.

The two of you come and go in the ring, it's really a big deal, and the people watching the excitement in the audience can't help but nod their heads again and again, although most of the seniors who watched the audience have a higher cultivation strength than them, but this battle, with their vision, can't find anything wrong.

After all, both of them have the guidance of the Dragon Pasture System, and Han Feng also has to add an old treacherous and cunning Feng Yiqing, and the martial arts cultivated by the two of them are of a high level, so although the cultivation of the two people is poor, the level of battle does not seem to be low.

Han Feng's fight was not easy, he gradually felt that Yang Qian'er's palm technique was not simple, and it seemed to be vaguely full of the use of dragon power. And he only uses dragon power when he uses the Wind Dragon Finger, and it is precisely because of this that Yang Qian'er, who has a low realm strength, seems to be able to maintain an offensive posture.

Han Feng was just fighting, looking for an opportunity to break Yang Qian'er's attack, and he was also looking for an opportunity to point Yang Qian'er's acupuncture points, but Yang Qian'er's set of rules was indeed not simple, the attack and defense were orderly, and he couldn't find a flaw for a while.

"The level of this palm technique is at least the spiritual level, and it is very likely to be the advanced spiritual level. After fighting for so long, Han Feng can be regarded as having his own judgment.

Yang Qian'er played the Imperial Dragon Palm, and he spent 3,000 dragon points to directly let the Mulong system directly instill the cultivation process into her mind, and she could use it directly and skillfully without her cultivation.

And Han Feng is practicing by himself, because he has been obsessed with marksmanship, swordsmanship, boxing, and fingering skills recently, he is really a little negligent.

"It seems that I have to work harder. Han Feng thought that the fingering in his hand had changed even more strangely.

"Ding!System prompt: Additional quests are generated, and if the host defeats Yang Qian'er with the Dragon Walking Fist, he will receive an additional 500 dragon point rewards. ”

This dinging sound almost made Han Feng eat Yang Qian'er's palm, and the palm wind blew across Han Feng's side face, making him feel a hot feeling, making him hurriedly take two more steps back.

"Let me use the Dragon Walking Fist?" Han Feng wondered why the system would release such a task.

Is it because of Miss Yueli's words, Longxing Fist is the right hand-to-hand combat method for me?

No matter, you can't lose anyway, in order to earn dragon points, use dragon boxing!

Han Feng's fighting style changed suddenly, he stopped the Wind Tour Nine Heavens Escape Technique under his feet, and used a slight force under his feet, with his legs as the cornerstone and his waist as the axis, he blasted out with a punch, and the dragon power was dense above the fist.

Bang! The fists collided, and a faint fluctuation came out.

Yang Qian'er took a few steps back, and Han Feng just shook her shoulders, after all, whether it was the number of dragon veins, the number of yuan veins, or the strength of her body, Han Feng was much stronger than her.

Han Feng was unforgiving, and continued to smash out with a domineering trajectory in the second circle, followed by the third punch and the fourth punch...... Yang Qian'er could only block while retreating. Her palms had been shaken to the point of severe pain, and the Dragon Fist was extremely domineering, and it was the same style as her Dragon Palm.

Han Feng fought more and more smoothly. He suddenly felt that what Yueli said was right, Longxing Fist was really suitable for his boxing technique, this kind of straightforwardness. The domineering way of fighting, which makes him very comfortable fighting.

Bang bang bang bang ......

The situation on the stage, which was originally very evenly matched, has changed, Yang Qian'er has become dangerous, and she seems to be still holding on.

The last punch, Han Feng felt as if he had made a dragon groan, this punch seemed to explode suddenly, and it seemed to be a matter of course, so he couldn't help but shout, and directly knocked Yang Qian'er out of the ring.

"Poof!" Yang Qian'er, who fell under the ring, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, Yan Xia and Yan Li hurriedly helped her up, and the blazing dragon power helped her comb her body.

Yan Li was impulsive, as if he wanted to find a way for Yang Qian'er and teach Han Feng a lesson, but he was stopped by Yan Xia, and he kept staring at Yueli who was indifferently watching the battle with his eyes.

Han Feng finished the last punch with great joy, only to realize that he didn't have the strength to hold back in the end, leaving Yang Qian'er with an unclear injury. But the ending has been decided, and it is difficult to change it. He could only hug his fists at Yang Qian'er in the ring: "Agreed." ”

The flame in Yang Qian'er's eyes was still not lost, and she still looked at Han Feng with fiery battle intent, "I will challenge you again." After speaking, he left the arena with the support of the hot summer.

Han Feng had a headache, why was he still stained with kraft candy.

If Yang Qian'er always challenges him endlessly, then is he still cultivating?

"She's really a persevering person, but her perseverance is in the wrong place, why do you always want to challenge others and spend more time and cultivation?"

"Ding! System prompt: At the end of the battle, the dragon wrangler Han Feng won, and he will get a 2,000-point dragon point reward and a spirit-level martial arts exchange coupon. The reward has been distributed to the host's personal space, please pay attention to the host. ”

Hearing the prompt sound of the Mulong system, Han Feng's spirit was shocked, and he was in a good mood. He jumped out of the ring directly, grabbed Yueli's hand, touched Mo's lightly cyan hair, and laughed: "Let's go, this time it's really a barbecue!"

"Hey, Han Feng, come up and fight me!" another woman's voice came into Han Feng's ears.

Han Feng had no choice but to turn around, why did he come back?