Chase the wind!

The wonderful changes of extreme speed were much more than Pikru expected, and the feeling of coldness on his neck made him know that he was slow, after all, he did not have the idea of risking his life and Wang Yi's life, in an instant, he first turned his head sideways, and then connected his feet, and the whole person dodged sideways. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Pikru retreated, but he avoided the blade, but his fist also lost the threat and could only turn back, but before he could stop, Wang Yi's left palm was like a snake wrapped around his stick, and it was a palm around his arm that hit him in the ribs.

"Look for death!"

Pikru was furious, he was forced to retreat by Wang Yi to make his momentum weaker a lot, at this time, seeing Wang Yi not relenting and taking advantage of the situation to pursue, his heart was full of fire, but it was difficult to turn around when his right hand returned, so he had to stop with his left foot, pause, and then lift his right foot up, that is, a knee hit Wang Yi's left forearm.

After all, the state of Fuzhi's mind is only a moment, and the heart can not be used for two purposes, seeing Pikru's knee coming, Wang Yi didn't care about the resentment and change the move, just turned his left palm, palm face down, and then rose up with the strength of the whole body and mixed with the internal force in the palm is a move 'rising tide three waves' to use.

Bang!

The palm and knee collided hard, and the strength of Piklu's knee was beyond Wang Yi's imagination, as soon as the two came into contact, the violent path brought by the knee collision made Wang Yi's hand numb, and even the tiger's mouth had a feeling of cracking, you must know that Wang Yi is now cultivating to make great progress, and his strength has doubled, even if he has lost his vitality all the way to the state, but he can burst out with all his strength, and his strength is not worse than that of an ordinary giant living corpse.

Compared with Wang Yi's surprise, Pikru was really surprised, he used to treat Wang Yi as an ant just because when he observed on the long street, he was sure that Wang Yi was only the strength of the entry level, but now the power of Wang Yi's palm was not under his knees, and he immediately understood that Wang Yi had either been hiding his strength, or he had made a breakthrough, and his real combat power was already around the F level.

This realization made Pikoru hesitate, he knew that he was in his current state against Wang Yi, who was determined and fierce in his fight, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to end the fight in a short time without paying a great price, but if he could not get rid of Wang Yi being entangled by him, Li Xun and Dr. Chen were afraid that they would arrive soon.

At this moment, Wang Yi stabilized his left palm, and after the force buffer and Pikru's knee collision, the strength of the rising tide surged out.

Boom boom...

Like a crashing tide, the surging internal force mixed with the palm force rushed into Pikru's knee, and almost in the blink of an eye, there was a cracking sound from Pikru's knee, which was made after the meniscus had been hit hard.

"You..."

Suddenly hit hard, Pikru looked at Wang Yi fiercely, between closing his legs and lifting his palm, he was going to use some tricks, but before the cruel words in his mouth came out, Wang Yi took the first step to retract his palm, and then he focused on the resentment of the pipit, between the light of the knife blade, the knife light reappeared, and Sen Ran Leng forced Pikru, forcing this guy to change his tricks to protect him.

First lost his sharpness, the momentum fell to the downwind, and the knee was hit hard, which made the speed drop significantly, and in just two rounds, Pikru was forced into an absolute disadvantage, and Wang Yi did not give Piklu the slightest respite, the nameless knife technique was fully unfolded, and in the cold breath, a knife was faster than a knife, and he firmly held the upper hand.

For a while, in the not wide corridor, Pikru retreated step by step under the pressure of one knife light after another, and Wang Yi's momentum became more and more vigorous, and it seemed that Wang Yi completely had the upper hand.

However, as time passed, Wang Yi couldn't help but feel a little anxious, he had pushed the speed of chasing the wind to the extreme, forcing Piklu to be embarrassed, but he still failed to turn the victory into results, except for the previous injury to Pikru's knee, he failed to hurt Piklu again. And as the chasing wind was used again and again, Pikru became more and more proficient in dealing with the means of the blade rush, coupled with the large consumption of internal force in his body, Wang Yi knew that his stormy offensive would not last long, and once the offensive could not be maintained, the situation would immediately be reversed.

Why is this happening?

Such a thought flashed in Wang Yi's heart, and then he couldn't help but think of the white-haired man and the white-haired man's teachings.

"Only fast is not broken, the most important thing is 'only'..."

Wang Yi understood the root of the problem, his speed was not absolutely faster than Piklu, or even a little slower than Piklu, just like the previous knife and fist confrontation. The reason why he can gain the upper hand now is that he relies on the fighting style of fighting for his life, and the other relies on the strangeness of chasing the wind. But now that Chasing Wind is gradually being figured out by Piklu, if there are no substantial breakthroughs and other changes in the knife technique, the situation will soon change.

Thinking of this, Wang Yi couldn't help but recall every word the white-haired man said, every move he used, and when his memory was frozen in the first time he saw the white-haired man, he suddenly realized when he faced the knife light with his palm.

"When the speed is not absolute, only fast does not break there is no meaning, but speed is not the core of the way of fast and slow, change or skill is fundamental, just like the predecessor at the beginning of the move, obviously my palm is faster, but it is the feeling of fish into the net, which is the effect of the artistic conception of 'fast and slow, preemptive'.

And if I change the speed from extremely slow to extremely fast, and then match it with the skill of chasing the wind, then that..."

Wang Yi's eyes lit up, the grudge in his hand slowed down, slower and slower, slower, slower, and in just a few rounds, the situation between him and Pikru had begun to flip, and Pikru already had a chance to escape.

Pikru didn't know what had changed in Wang Yi, but he didn't flee rashly, nor did he launch a counterattack, he wanted to see what Wang Yi was doing, but at this moment, he heard a soft sound in his ears, and then, a bloody light flashed out from not far away, and Pikru's face suddenly appeared with joy.

Long Jue is dead!

The things on Long Jue's body gathered on their own and bloomed into a bloody light, and then turned into a blood-colored wheel, which is exactly what the awakened will leave behind after death, and the appearance of this thing also represents the complete death of the awakened.

Seeing this, and seeing Wang Yi's knife become slower, a cruel smile appeared on Pikru's face.

"Dead garbage, give me death!"

With a violent roar, Pikru immediately moved under his feet and the whole person deceived himself, and at the same time, his right hand clenched his fist and the fighting qi was endlessly poured into it, and in the next moment, in the rumbling sound of breaking the air, the fist tore through the wind and went straight towards Wang Yi, this punch was so fast and fierce that it was no longer lost to the previous punch. In the face of such a punch, Wang Yi's eyes froze, and then the extremely slow knife swung forward, hitting Pikru's neck.

In Pikru's disdainful eyes, the body of the Pikru sword shook strangely, and in an instant, the knife went from extremely slow to extremely fast, just when Pikru's fist was only an inch away from Wang Yi's chest and abdomen, and the fist wind had blown through the skin, the blade that was still a foot away from Pikru's neck suddenly flashed, followed by the flash of the knife, blood splashed, and a big head was rushed into the air by the blood that gushed out!