Lin Feng seized the opportunity, but the price was shameless. After the punch that was swung one step earlier than the other party drew a straight track, it seemed that he could see the hope of the hit, and Lin Feng, who was sure that he could successfully hit Klaas's chin, showed a joy on his face that could not be hidden. But—

At this time, the world began to distort.

“......!”

The heavy palm that had previously blocked Lin Feng's right fist boxing slapped down to the left at an unreasonable speed, as if time had forbidden, Lin Feng couldn't feel the speed of his boxing, and it felt like everything including Lin Feng's body had been suspended for time, and his left hand, which was supposed to maintain the previous posture, slowly moved.

Unable to move, Lin Feng could only watch as Klaas's palm slowly blocked his boxing route.

"What——?"

Lin Feng, who was resisted by the sneak attack, fell into a fatal stiff time, it stands to reason that Klaas would certainly not let go of this opportunity, the right fist that should have been in mid-air should immediately change into a hand knife shape and take the opportunity to slash downward, so that Lin Feng would not be able to avoid it no matter what.

But for some reason, Klaas just looked directly at Lin Feng with a contemptuous gaze, and there was no movement in his body other than that.

"You bastard! Are you underestimating me! ”

The blood flow throughout the body gradually accelerated, as if the blood vessels were about to explode, and he used all his strength to suppress his urge to scold, waiting for the stiffness to end, Lin Feng shielded the last bit of hesitation, and retracted his left fist while using an elbow strike.

The trajectory of the elbow blow was Klaas's stomach, and with a distance of less than a few centimeters, Lin Feng's attack should be a little earlier than Klaas's defense, and Lin Feng, who was sure of this, showed his previous smile.

"The reaction is still a little slow, and you should decisively give up when you know that the previous attack was fruitless, in this case, maybe the other party will not have time to react."

Klaas leaned back as he preached, trying to dodge the attack. This was because Lin Feng bent his arm in order to make an elbow blow, which caused the attack distance to be cut by nearly half, and as long as he opened the distance, he could force Lin Feng to use boxing again.

Just as Klaas expected, the retreating body dodged Lin Feng's elbow blow, even though it seemed to outsiders that the fist had been in close contact with the armor, but the two who were fighting in person understood it very well.

This is diametrically opposed to the theory of the authorities who are obsessed with bystanders.

Did you control the distance? Lin Feng looked at the gap between his elbow and Klaas's armor that couldn't even be distinguished with the naked eye. If it weren't for the fact that there was no physical collision from his elbow, even Lin Feng didn't believe that Klaas would dodge this blow.

"Don't underestimate me—me!!"

The arm that was originally bent inward opened outward again, and the whole arm tried to hit Klaas's entire chest, but at this moment, Klaas suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed Lin Feng's left arm, and Lin Feng's attack was once again resisted by Klaas.

Unexpectedly, his continuous attacks were not worth fighting back in the eyes of the other party, although the strength of Klaas's strength was already expected by Lin Feng, relying on the impulsive invitation to accept the challenge, but this kind of temporary attack made Lin Feng recognize the fact that he underestimated Klaas's strength.

But I don't want to give up, giving up now is tantamount to admitting that I can't protect Wu Jiu, so I can't give up.

Lin Feng continued to attack, his mind was carried away by anger and did not think about the action, after shaking off Klaas's right hand, Lin Feng's attack was like a reckless man constantly swinging his fist left and right, and Klaas also continued to dodge Lin Feng's attack. For Klaas, this level of dodging seems unusually easy, and even the usual level of training is not comparable.

I don't know how many times I threw my fist. Klaas used the back of his left hand to bounce away Lin Feng's right fist, which was swinging towards his left cheek, and then his right hand immediately rushed towards Lin Feng's chest in the form of a fist.

"Hmm......"

The sudden burst of momentum, accompanied by the whistling sound of the air, hit Lin Feng's clothes, the distance was well maintained, and it did not touch the flesh, a fist wind shook Lin Feng's clothes, and a strong wind pressure hit him.

"Whew!" The sound of the wind echoed in Lin Feng's ears, and this time Lin Feng was frightened and took a few steps back, although it did not cause substantial damage, but there was a slight feeling of being pierced by a fist.

It was very uncomfortable, not because of physical fatigue, but because no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't defeat Klaas, and he didn't even touch anything other than his palm.

Klaas withdrew his swinging right fist and put his hands behind his back.

"It's really amazing courage, if it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid I would have been scared to the ground at this moment, I like your eyes very much, but your strength is not worthy of being Lord Wu Jiu's guard."

Klaas looked at Lin Feng's red eyes and conveyed a message: If you want to win against me, practice for another two hundred years. That's what the eyes said.

"It's not over!"

Lin Feng was unwilling, he was stared at directly by such eyes, it was absolutely impossible not to do something, he shouted and rushed over again, and Klaas also rearranged his posture and waited for Lin Feng's attack.

Is it normal boxing again? Is the target the left chest?

Klaas's eyes dimmed, and he read his actions from Lin Feng's simple movements, this competition has long been meaningless, I don't know whether to admire Lin Feng's spirit of not giving up or break his stupid persistence, Klaas swung a punch at Lin Feng's chest, whether it was the length of his arm or the speed, it was definitely Klaas who had the advantage, and this punch no longer hesitated, but was ready to hit Lin Feng in a real way.

"It's—now!"

The movement of the right fist that was suddenly swung out, accompanied by Lin Feng's voice, was retracted, and he quickly adjusted his body to the left to avoid Klaas's boxing, and the fist grazed his left shoulder, ignoring the heavy pain like being hit by a rock, Lin Feng took a step back and raised his right leg to kick Klaas in the abdomen.

"Success—what......?"

As early as the moment Lin Feng swung his fist, Klaas understood Lin Feng's intentions with his years of combat experience, this was just a simple feint, and it was exposed from the moment he punched.

But - if it's the first time you're doing this kind of fight, this learning speed will be interesting.

While thinking so, Klaas's left hand grabbed Lin Feng's calf.

"Don't be embarrassed in front of others for this kind of meaningless feint."

"-You've been tricked-stupid!!"

Laughing at the voice of the ignorant Klaas, Lin Feng just bent his grabbed right leg and flew over with his left foot.

"What......?"

Because Klaas's right fist was controlled, his left hand grabbed Lin Feng's calf, and in the case of losing both hands, there was no way to stop Lin Feng's pounce, and the right leg that should have been raised by Lin Feng stopped in place because of the distraction caused by Lin Feng's words.

In this way, Lin Feng's face clearly tasted the hardness and coldness of the silver-white armor.