Speaking of which, Ling An's stacked fist came from Ye Zixu, but now it's really hard to say which is stronger or weaker.

With a ghost step under their feet and a loss of their weapons, the two did not collide as before, but kept a certain distance.

"What kind of footwork is this? It feels a bit like a butterfly step, but with a difference. ”

At this moment, other fighters have already come to the training ground, looking at the figures of the two people in the field, they can't help but feel a little confused.

In fact, it was not the first time that Ling An and Ye Zixu had used Youbu in front of everyone, but they had been in the tense battle of virtual training before, except for Luo Wen, Xiang Qingsong and other people who were closer, the rest of them didn't even notice it.

"This is a ghost step, a more advanced combat technique footwork than the butterfly step, and the butterfly step is just a simplified version of the ghost step." The bearded man said, he also retired from the battlefield, and then he was on duty on the Asia, and he was also well-informed and knew this combat technique footwork.

Everyone sighed, thinking in their hearts that they would let Ling An and Ye Zixu teach them Youbu after they came down.

In fact, it's not that Ling An doesn't want to teach, but the difficulty of Youbu itself is not small, and many recruits have only experienced a little bit of butterfly step, and it is difficult to learn Youbu to achieve anything. What's more, Ling An and they don't have so much energy to teach, and so far they have only taught it to a few people such as Luo Wen, Xiang Qingsong, and Hua Ji.

In the middle of the field, the two began to attack.

With the same level of strength, the same stacked fists, even Ling An and Ye Zixu predicted the direction of each other's attacks, and no matter how the two of them fought, they were all anxious.

In another fist exchange, Ling An slid under his feet and avoided a right hook from Ye Zixu.

The only difference between the two is the sense of battle, Ling An doesn't understand why Ye Zixu has such a strong sense of battle, it is the difference in this point that makes him gradually fall into the disadvantage, and even enter the rhythm controlled by Ye Zixu.

At this moment, Ye Zixu's attack changed.

"I've been using Stacking Punches, try something else this time?"

Ling Anxin was alarmed, and was about to retreat, but saw Ye Zixu turn his fist into a claw and grab his arm from the side.

This is, conjugé?!

Unable to get rid of Ye Zixu for the first time, Ling An was shocked, gritted his teeth, and simply shook his body, wanting to throw Ye Zixu out of this state.

But this timing was consciously paved by Ye Zixu, how could Ling An easily break it?

Boom!

Ling An rose into the air without any accident, and immediately fell to the ground violently under the strong action, and he couldn't slow down for a while.

But Ling An was only stunned for a short time, mentally stimulating his body, but at this moment he had been thrown down by Ye Zixu and lying on his back, one elbow falling like a meteor, straight to Ling An's chest.

Bang!

"Blocked!" Xiang Qingsong and Hua Ji exclaimed.

Ling An looked at Ye Zixu's elbow, who was close at hand, wrapped in battle armor, and cold sweat broke out, if it was a little later, he couldn't raise his two arms to cross and resist, and he was directly hit in the chest at this time, I was afraid that he would lose his combat effectiveness.

His foot suddenly lifted up and kicked towards Ye Zixu, although he blocked it, but with the help of the recoil force, Ling An also successfully distanced himself from it.

"Old Ye, are you planning to kill me?" Ling An stood up and smiled bitterly. He hadn't recovered from that back fall just now.

Ye Zixu's face was as usual,

"I'm sure you can stop it."

Ling An pursed his lips and put himself on a posture again.

The experience just now and the proof that if you want to defeat Ye Zixu, you can't fall into his battle rhythm.

In any battle, it is impossible not to have flaws, and Ling An must seize the opportunity that is fleeting.

Be patient, be patient.

can feel that Ye Zixu is trying to master the battle in his own rhythm again.

Each attack seemed to be premeditated, not like a knee-jerk reaction.

In such a high-speed confrontation, Ye Zixu could still do this, which made Ling An feel his terrible more and more.

"Damn, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid I'm going to be consumed to death." Dodged a sweep again, and before Ling An could fight back, Ye Zixu wrapped up in a strange arc again, not giving Ling An a chance at all.

Although the strength and energy reserves of the two are almost the same, and the skills in combat skills are similar, but the rhythm is in Ye Zixu's hands, Ling An always has to be one step slower, although he can defend against Ye Zixu's attack, but the physical consumption is much greater than Ye Zixu.

"No, you have to take the initiative to create opportunities."

Ye Zixu is mastering the rhythm, trying to let himself fall into the trap he set at a certain moment. He knew he could defuse the attack that was used as a foreshadowing, and although it was all his strength, it was not a kill.

So......

Take a gamble!

Seeing Ye Zixu's heavy blow coming, Ling An gritted his teeth and defended himself, but when he was about to make contact, his hands changed positions and directly attacked Ye Zixu's left shoulder, elbow and neck with a hand knife.

In this way, Ye Zixu's attack will either be withdrawn and then dodged, or he will fine-tune his position and exchange injuries with Ling An.

Either way, the balance of his body would be upset, and Ling An would have a chance to pull the fight into his own rhythm.

"Bold." The bearded man nodded.

Indeed, Ling An is taking a huge risk by doing this, because in that position, Ye Zixu is likely to be injured less than him, if he chooses to swap, then Ling An will lose even more, but if Ye Zixu is not ruthless, then Ling An can win a chance to breathe.

Everyone watching the battle held their breath, how would Ye Zixu respond.

Ling An's heart hung to the top, and seeing that the attacks of the two sides were about to reach each other, Ye Zixu suddenly smiled.

He voluntarily leaned back.

Retreat!

Ling An was a little excited in his heart, and was about to launch a series of suppressions, when he heard Ye Zixu whisper.

"How can you be sure that this is not a trap?"

Ling An's pupils shrank, and he was about to retreat. At the same time, the center of gravity is lowered.

But it was too late, and Ye Zixu's whip leg was like a blast of wind, pumping towards Ling An.

Storm of Blades!

This Glorious Army's commonly used high-power combat technique should have been used with dual swords, but Ye Zixu actually used his legs to perform it at this moment.

Standing upside down on the ground, Ling An couldn't defend against the kicks like a storm, and his arms crossed in front of him seemed to be constantly beaten by a heavy hammer.

And he couldn't break Ye Zixu's balance, if his hands left, it was basically impossible for Ling An's head to dodge such a swift attack.

"You've lost." With this sentence, Ye Zixu kicked out the last kick, and the superposition of the power brought by the blade storm acted on his kick, kicking Ling An in the abdomen, and directly kicking him out.

On the side, everyone was already stunned.

Is this human? Can a person make such a precise movement?

Ling An collapsed to the ground, lying on his back in the sky, gasping for air.

"Get up." Ye Zixu had already stood up, and with a smile, he stretched out his hand to Ling An.

"It's a mistake to fight with you."

Ling An smiled bitterly and took Ye Zixu's outstretched hand, the latter pulled, and Ling An stood up.

"How?" Ling An's voice was a little bitter.

Naturally, he asked about Sword Storm Blade, this combat skill was a small achievement of Ling An, in the Glorious Army, his use was already extremely proficient, and even everyone thought that he had surpassed Ye Zixu.

But even so, Ling An never thought of using a weapon to use it, but to use it with his body.

"You have to use your body as a weapon, and don't forget, Storm of Blades comes from the Marauder, and their weapons are their forelimbs, part of their body." Ye Zixu said.

Ling An shook his head.

It's easy to say, human beings use weapons because weapons have a greater bearing capacity, and some things act directly on the human body, and I am afraid that before they can hurt the enemy, they will burp first.

"Second brother, Boss Ye, amazing."

Hua Ji swallowed, he was one of the few recruits who had mastered Youbu, but even so, if he was allowed to fight with any of Ye Zixu and Ling An, he would not be able to hold on for five seconds.

"Recruit, take this, go back and apply it, with the recovery mode of the engine can effectively relieve muscle fatigue, go back and rest well, don't train for the time being, otherwise you will not be able to stand up when you get to Mars." The bearded man glanced at Ye Zixu's legs and threw a small jar to Ye Zixu and Ling An.

Ling An took a look, it seemed to be some kind of ointment, since carrying the engine, the Glorious Army had not issued such a good thing as a strengthening potion, of course, this was also because this kind of potion had less and less effect on them, almost nothing.

"Thank you, senior!" Ling An was a little surprised.

"No thanks, go back and rest, don't be like this next time, if you have the strength, use your strength to use it against the alien monsters."

The beard waved his hand.

Hua Ji, Xiang Qingsong and the others wanted to send Ling An and Ye Zixu back to the room, but they all waved their hands and refused.

"You practice yours, I won't be unable to walk."

Under Hua Ji's worried and suspicious gaze, Ling An endured the pain and slowly walked back to his room.

When lying on the bed, Ling An finally couldn't help but shout.

"Hiss, Ye Zixu, this bastard, don't you know how to lighten it?" Ling An scolded while taking off his shirt, with the protection of the battle armor, there were no wounds on his body, but the strength of his fists and feet more or less penetrated into his body through the battle armor, which was the most uncomfortable.

Opening the jar given by the bearded senior, pouring out the viscous dark green paste medicine in it, Ling An frowned, smeared it on his body, and turned on the recovery mode of the engine.

", the pain hurts the ......"

There was no one else here, Ling An shouted without any image.

This is the recovery mode of the engine, through the microwave released by the engine element, the muscles are relaxed, in this process, the released energy will be integrated into the body, with the drug outside the body, has a significant effect on muscle fatigue.

It was a little painful at first, but then it became comfortable, as if someone was massaging me.

Ling An lay on the bed and began to recall the bits and pieces of the battle between himself and Ye Zixu.

I thought that after experiencing the incident of the seventh deity, after being blessed by misfortune, I could leave Ye Zixu behind, but the reality ...... Alas.

Where the hell are you wrong? What is certain is that today is definitely an extraordinary performance, if you fight against Ye Zixu in the past, you should be able to defeat, but the result is that you are pressed and beaten.

Could it be that this guy was hiding his strength when he was in the virtual space before?