Luo Yuanzhi glared at Luo Youying, and walked towards the ring step by step, and the people around him avoided it one after another.

Before coming to the ring, he made a beautiful leap and went to the ring.

Luo Youying smiled and raised her eyebrows: "Finally, are you willing to fulfill the battle contract?" "No more inconsequential minions.

"You ......"

was so ironic, Luo Yuanzhi almost couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

"Big brother is still stunned what to do, hurry up!" Luo Yourou was anxious for Luo Yuanzhi, and couldn't wait to go up and replace him.

Luo Zhengyuan shook his head: "He was completely suppressed in his momentum. This is a strategic mistake, Yuanzhi's kid still has too much to learn. ”

Luo Yourou was stunned: "Since grandpa saw it, why didn't you point out to my brother?" ”

At least with guidance, my brother will not be so aggrieved by Luo Youying all the time.

Luo Zhengyuan glanced at the ring: "It's just a fight with a small person, Yuan Zhi is so busy, what if he is allowed to fight with others one day?" ”

He didn't interfere because in his opinion, Luo Youying was not even a whetstone, at best it was just an eyesore of dead wood branches, and Yuan Zhi could crush it as long as he stepped on it boldly.

But unexpectedly, this dead wood branch turned out to be even more tenacious than imagined, and became a roadblock branch that could trip over his grandson.

Even so, he didn't plan to make a move, because he wanted to see what Yuan Zhi could do without his own guidance.

The ring is up, and the battle is coming.

The face that was lost before can only be recovered in the ring.

Luo Yuanzhi stared at Luo Youying, drawing all the battle plans in his heart.

So far, there is only ...... Only by defeating the opponent with a strong posture can we recover the previous disadvantage.

So, he had to end the fight quickly, very quickly.

He put the folding fan in his hand on his waist, and the momentum of the Fifth Heaven of Refining Body was released violently, and he shouted: "Luo Youying, I am the Fifth Heaven, you are the Triple Heaven, there is a difference of two Heavy Heavens, you are doomed." Eat me a move, Wind Punch. ”

The huge fist pierced the air, driving the air current, and the ferocity came.

The four elders nodded slightly.

The Wind Fist is a rare fierce fist technique in the Luo family, which is divided into three stages, and the second young master has obviously practiced the first stage to the fullest, so that he can drive the air flow attack.

I wonder how the second lady will respond? He turned his gaze to Luo Youying.

Luo Youying was still unhurried, and raised her head and said, "Wind Fist?" I will too, then it depends on how powerful your Wind Punch is, or mine! ”

The slender fist clenched, and when Luo Yuanzhi's fist was still a foot away, she swung it out violently.

Suddenly, the fist wind pierced the air, as if there was an air explosion.

The four elders' eyes widened.

In the first stage of the Swift Wind Fist, the fist wind drives the air flow.

In the second stage of the Wind Fist, the fist wind bursts into the air.

Second Miss's Wind Fist actually reached the second stage?

Rumble......

The fists are strangled together.

Bang......

Fists collide.

In an instant, with the two of them as the center, the air flow surged rapidly, and the wind hunted and rang.

A figure in white flew out of the ring, the iconic folding fan around his waist falling to the ground and shattering into tatters.

"Second Young Master?"

The crowd watched all this stupidly.

The second young master was defeated, and he was defeated with only one move, and he was still defeated by his most proud wind fist.

Oh my God, this is a battle between two heavens.

"Little sister won?" Luo Yuancheng was dizzy, the victory came too quickly, please forgive him for not reacting.

"Brother......" Luo Yourou's face was anxious.

Luo Zhengyuan fixed his eyes on the arrogant standing figure in the ring.