I chuckled in my heart and screamed that it was not good.

Since I am in a posture of shrinking my neck and hiding my head at this moment, my center of gravity is forward, in this posture, even if I try my best to dodge backwards, I guess I can't avoid the two flying legs, and I have to take a hit.

It is said that thieves are wise, and at this critical moment, I don't care about losing face, whether it looks good or not.

With the help of the unknown aura surging around, his heart was horizontal, and he simply didn't retreat, and his whole body pounced on the ground, taking advantage of the gap between Ma Bowen's body and drilling into his crotch.

If there is an adjective, the forward pounce in the fight can be called "hungry tiger pounces", then my trick is like a fake "Erha paralysis", and my face is almost attached to the ground.

It's ugly, but it's ugly, but it's finally dodged the almost insoluble scissor legs.

As soon as he turned over and stood up, the strong wind came behind him.

I saw that Ma Bowen reacted very quickly, one foot landed on the ground for support, and the other leg flew up again, the opening and closing angle of the air was one hundred and eighteen, the knee was bent, wrapped in the sound of the wind breaking the air, and the oblique stab hit my chest.

I stepped on the Sky Mystery Step and continued to dodge backwards to avoid its edge.

But seeing that Ma Bowen's flying knee attack was not recovered, after falling short, he actually took his knee as the axis, his feet were tense, his calves rushed out, and the attack distance immediately doubled, and he kicked at my face.

"Whoosh ......"

His speed was extremely fast, and his calf was like a spring, and in an instant, he kicked seven or eight kicks in a row, sweeping or splitting, and the move was straight to my face, which was simply dazzling!

No matter how fast my reaction was, I didn't expect this kind of play, I couldn't dodge it, so I could only raise my arm to block it and try to protect my head from injury.

In the blink of an eye, the erected left and right arms were hit separately, and the momentum sank, and my arm was sore, and I felt like I had been whipped by a steel whip.

However, even though I took two hits, I took advantage of this gap and quickly retreated, escaping from the opponent's attack range.

Before he had time to take a breath, Ma Bowen's figure flashed and he pressed forward again. The previous offensive leg turned into a support and stepped forward at the same time as the offensive leg was closed, and the other leg was in the air, and the flying knee hit first, followed by another set of calf kicks......

His movements were fluid and airy, giving me no respite at all. What kind of leg is this? Not only is it endless, but it's also so weird that it makes the legs used to the extreme!

"Twelve-way elastic legs, Xiaobai, be careful!"

The fat man shouted from the audience, and his anxious voice reached my ears.

I sweated and was secretly surprised.

It is said on the rivers and lakes that "the south fist and the north leg, the east gun and the west stick".

The south fist in this is the ancestral fist, the north leg is the elastic leg, the gun is the overlord gun, and the stick is the wind-breaking stick. Originally, these things did not belong to our monastic circle, but to the category of traditional Chinese martial arts.

As mentioned earlier, body cultivators often have good martial arts skills, and fat people are no exception, and their understanding of traditional martial arts is significantly higher than mine. Ma Bowen's weird leg method turned out to be the legendary twelve-way elastic leg! Three k

It is said that the bullet leg is out of the dragon bullet temple in the northern country, the moves are divided into 12 ways, ever-changing, known for its strength and might, momentum like a bamboo, and the same name as the southern ancestral fist.

There was once a song cloud: the first road out of the horse a whip, the second way cross ghost drilling, the third way to smash the wheel momentum, the fourth way oblique kicking and bracing, the fifth way lion double play in the water, the sixth way to hook and twist a single whip, the seventh way to spread the wings of the phoenix, the eighth way to turn the golden stool to the sky, the ninth way to capture the dragon and grab the jade belt, the tenth way to the magpie to climb the plum tip, the eleventh way to swing the lotus leaf legs, the twelfth way to the mandarin duck skillful chain.

I really didn't expect that this guy named Ma Bowen doesn't look very old, but he is just a fierce boy, he has such a deep martial arts foundation, and Hongsheng still has this kind of talent!

Those twelve ways of springing legs are already powerful, and after being catalyzed by the cultivator's true qi, it is even more powerful, no wonder people are tired of parrying, and there is no flaw.

I dodged backwards, my mind spinning.

Usually chatting, the fat man once told me that the fist is afraid of the young strong stick is afraid of the old man, and the leg is afraid of the close-quarters gun and the whip.

That means that although the leg is strong, the natural structure of the human body determines that the leg attack is definitely not as fast as boxing, and there is a certain limit on the distance.

In the face of a person with strong legs, as long as you fight with him close to him and don't pull away from him, the advantage of your legs will be reduced a lot.

Thinking of this, I adjusted my strategy, not attacking, but sticking to Ma Bowen as much as possible, and looking for opportunities to drill behind him.

Ma Bowen kicked me twice, and he was proud, and his two legs danced so hard that he couldn't splash in, and he was like a bamboo. But although his leg skills are powerful, his speed is not as fast as me with Tianxuanbu, and his physical strength is not as good as me with glutinous rice dumplings to protect his body.

Seeing that I didn't fight back at all, but kept drilling behind him, Ma Bowen couldn't help but be a little annoyed, and while shaking his legs like a whip, his body kept moving, trying to keep a distance from me and give full play to the maximum power of his legs.

But I stuck to him like a dogskin plaster, dodging his frantic attacks one by one, and didn't take any of them.

Ma Bowen couldn't attack for a long time, and soon he couldn't hold his breath, he frequently used the dragon to swing his tail, and he wanted to sneak attack me behind him. But the problem was that I wasn't as fast as I was, and at a very close distance, as soon as my legs were raised, I ducked to the side.

Things in the world are long and long, and the stronger the attack power, the greater the consumption of physical strength.

We fought in the ring, and seven or eight minutes passed in a blink of an eye, and Ma Bowen's physical strength gradually weakened, and the wind in his legs became a little sluggish, which was not as good as before.

And his boxing skills are so good that compared to those pair of Hot Wheels-like legs, it can be described as heaven and earth, and he can't threaten me at all.

The Tianxuanbu under my feet has long been familiar with it, not to mention in this flat ring, at that time, in the fantasy snow region, it can be used in the knee-high snow, and it is very slippery.

Moreover, this Tianxuanbu is really a gangbu, with the clouds and stars above his head, and the gossip of the nine palaces everywhere, and the consumption of physical energy is minimal.

Coupled with the magnetic aura of unknown origin, my steps are even lighter, as if I have the protection of some kind of power, I don't know if this is the tiger escape that the blind man said.

The glutinous rice dumplings in my body have also been continuously treated and restored to my arms that I had just been stressed, and now the blood flow is normal.

Ma Bowen began to gasp, he became more and more agitated, and scolded in his mouth: "Shrinking turtle!" Don't hide, come and fight me! You shrunken turtle! ”

I don't want to be fooled by him, the more fierce he scolds, the more it shows that his mentality is unbalanced. Fighting is like this, real strength is one thing, and the decisive factor is always mentality.

Time passed minute by minute, as Ma Bowen's scolding became stronger, his face trembled with anger, but the steps under his feet began to be messy, his legs became more and more sluggish, and his mentality had obviously collapsed......