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Slowing down his breathing, all kinds of data flashed in his mind, and Hu Min's fine and comprehensive data deduction flowed in his left eye, Lao Wen felt that the guy in front of him was very tricky, his posture and movements were very accurate, and the flaws were so few that they could be ignored.

Zhou Heng pounced, the light on his fists flashed, the energy index climbed a few levels, and the pale yellow mist on his body almost condensed like a substance covering his body.

Lao Wen bent over, complex indexes, data was converted into pictures in his eyes, Hu Min's mental power drilled into Lao Wen's brain without hindrance, like upgrading the computer CPU with a difference of three generations, data sorting and logical calculation on several levels, he clearly understood the thoughts and behaviors of young people, took a step forward, stretched out his forearm as big as an ordinary person's waist, and blocked the young man's punch, the biting cold was transmitted from the nerves to the brain, and the power beyond imagination was transmitted from the cracked skin to the arm bones, Until there was a trace of crack in the arm bone, Lao Wen didn't care about the forearm that had a thick layer of ice and even bone cracks, but stretched out his other hand and sent it out with a strange one.

In less than half a breath, Zhou Heng bumped into Lao Wen's fist stretched out at an incredible angle, and his ribs hurt sharply.

Zhou Heng retreated, his face was blood-red, in the eyes of others, Lao Wen just stretched out his fist, and Zhou Heng himself bumped into it and was beaten obediently.

Seeing Zhou Heng retreat, Lao Wen stepped away, his fist rushed away with a tearing wind, Zhou Heng took a step back to the left, and only half of this step Zhou Heng felt unstable under his feet, and he actually fell down like this.

Lao Wen stretched out his foot at an incredible angle like last time, it was nothing, but Zhou Heng seemed to have made an agreement with Lao Wen, and as soon as he retreated, he hit Lao Wen's foot and tripped directly.

"Does he have the ability to predict?"

This sentence suddenly popped up in Zhou Heng's mind.

In hand-to-hand combat, the ability to predict can be called a miracle skill, if the judgment is correct, then Lao Wen has already written the script for this battle, Zhou Heng is just a chess piece, he can only follow the script, and the first move is always in Lao Wen's hands.

If it is a coincidence once, and twice it can only be said that the guy in front of him does have some kind of skill similar to prediction.

What to do?

The fist in front of him was getting closer and closer, Zhou Heng felt a pain in his chest, and the huge force knocked him out, more than ten meters away, Zhou Heng fell down, he relied on his strong muscle control ability to change his posture and fell to the ground, and finally covered up the flawed posture that was attacked by Lao Wen in a very short time, but his chest couldn't stop hurting, Lao Wen is indeed a martial arts expert, just a punch made Zhou Heng have no way to get rid of it, and the price of hard acceptance is damage to internal organs.

"Boy, you still have a chance to surrender now." Lao Wen said tiredly, the two moves just now seemed to consume his great physical strength, and his originally long breathing began to be a little rapid.

Zhou Heng sneered and rushed forward.

Lao Wen frowned, the guy in front of him seemed to be well versed in the method of fighting, the battle just now seemed to be Lao Wen's unilateral crushing, in fact, all the auxiliaries were removed, and Lao Wen alone had to go to half his life if he was not killed by Zhou Heng just now, Lao Wen felt that Zhou Heng was old and skilled in fighting, how could such a experienced guy launch a melee battle against a guy who was unclear and might even kill himself.

Did he see my flaws, or was he just a madman?

It doesn't matter, if you want to fight, I'm still scared. Pride rises from within, and a huge stream of data shuttles through the mind. According to the results of the data, only half a second later, Lao Wen understood Zhou Heng's thoughts.

The little fox is really cunning enough.

Lao Wen muttered indignantly

In Zhou Heng's hand, the red light suddenly burst out, it was so bright, everyone who was bright closed their eyes for a while, and then, the blazing heat and a huge storm were born from Zhou Heng's hand, Zhou Heng's face was bright red, and his eyes flashed incredible.

There was no choice, he seemed to be holding a sun in his hand, blazing and uncontrollable, he desperately retreated towards Lao Wen, and the huge pillar of fire that the two of them hugged rushed away.

The flames, cracking, filled with the cracking sound of flames devouring everything, the pillar of fire is like an overlord that has existed since ancient times, burning everything, devouring everything, even if the things standing in front of you are stronger than steel, they can only turn into molten iron.

The more than 100-meter-long road was destroyed, and the destruction was very simple.

In the face of the powerful destructive power of the Fire Breath Technique, Zhou Heng believed that even if Lao Wen's prediction was practiced to the god level, his physical body was only at the level of a human being, and he could only choose to retreat when he encountered the Fire Breath Technique, once he retreated, Zhou Heng would bully him and use the Ice Armor Technique on his body, he would use his life to fight for the first hand, and then start to fight back.

After putting on the ice armor, Zhou Heng's defense is higher than Lao Wen's, his age is younger than Lao Wen's, his physical strength is better than Lao Wen's, and his movement is more flexible than Lao Wen's, even if Lao Wen can really suppress Zhou Heng in skills, experience, and intuition, Zhou Heng also believes that once he starts to work hard, he will definitely be alive.

One force will drop ten.

Lao Wen retreated, the pillar of fire came unstoppable, the front was just looking for death, he jumped out to the side, the pillar of fire hit the ground after he jumped out, like bright red magma poured into the sea, the cracking "squeak" sound was endless, and what was even worse was that the heat of the flame began to flash around, and Lao Wen had to leave quickly.

After taking a few steps back, a very exciting feeling came from behind, Lao Wen never forgot Zhou Heng, he turned around in time, not only dodged the impact of Zhou Heng's punch, but also had the spare strength to hit Zhou Heng's chest, but, this time, it was very different from what he expected.

The biting sour numbness came from the front of the fist, and Lao Wen saw that Zhou Heng had a layer of cold and hard ice attached to his body at this time, and the cold ice was like gas circulating on Zhou Heng's body, unloading most of the force that hit the young man, Lao Wen used a punch of eighty percent of his strength to not knock Zhou Heng back half a step.

Zhou Heng stepped forward, he wanted to squeeze the attack distance so that Lao Wen could not use any fighting skills, he was afraid of being young and strong, and it was not in vain to punch the master to death.

Lao Wen's face tightened, and he punched again, this punch had done his best, Zhou Heng didn't care about it, he actually suffered hard, the fist touched the cold of the ice armor and had already invaded Lao Wen's forearm, the cold air couldn't help flowing, unloading a lot of strength, and at the same time, it also broke the shallow cold ice and pressed down on Zhou Heng's chest, Lao Wen didn't care how much damage the fist in front of him could cause to the young man in front of him, he just wanted to force Zhou Heng away with his fist, as long as he forced it away, there was a little time to breathe, Zhou Heng was fine.

To his disappointment, the fist did not achieve the results he wanted, and the simple strength seemed to be difficult to break through the hard ice armor, and Zhou Heng got into Lao Wen's arms without hindrance after taking a punch.

It's close, it's too close, Zhou Heng is more than a meter shorter than Lao Wen, but his strength is not small, and his skills are even more flexible, Lao Wen doesn't have extra time to use the most familiar and powerful tactics, and if he wants to open the distance, he has to face Zhou Heng's stormy attack.

Zhou Heng's fist was both heavy and fast, Lao Wen originally judged that Zhou Heng's strength was only eighty percent of his, since it was enough to take a few more strokes and withdraw a little distance, but when the fist smashed on his body, he found that Zhou Heng's fist was not heavy, Zhou Heng's movements were frightening, and he didn't have the time and excess damage tolerance to take a few blows.

One step away, Lao Wen's hell, Zhou Heng's heaven, Zhou Heng pressed Lao Wen's fight, Lao Wen's huge body, too long arms caused Lao Wen to be difficult to exert his full strength at close range, but Zhou Heng would not, he had enough physical strength and patience to slowly gain an advantage.

"No, Lao Wen, hurry up, the red and blue qi on that kid's fist has disappeared, and his combat effectiveness has dropped by a notch......"

"Don't argue, 98 seconds, according to the battlefield deduction, Lao Wen, you still have 98 seconds to counterattack, otherwise you will definitely lose, now there are a total of three sets of counterattack plans, the success rate is 15%, 7%, 9%, you have to distance yourself from him as soon as possible."

All kinds of noisy voices came into Lao Wen's brain, Lao Wen had to grit his teeth, Zhou Heng was too close and flexible, he was very reluctant to defend alone, and the three sets of plans seemed fantastical, each of which required a few hard fists, Zhou Heng's fists were too heavy, who knew if he would have the strength to fight back after being hit.

Lao Wen hesitated.

After the Ice and Fire Fist unleashed two spells, it had lost all its magical power, and the enchantment effects of Ash Flame and Bone-chilling Chill had also disappeared. The effect that Zhou Heng wanted had already been achieved, and his extremely compressed attack distance had already brought him a great advantage, and Lao Wen could only be beaten passively.

The piercing ice armor on Zhou Heng's body was too powerful, Zhou Heng's fists were fast and heavy, and Lao Wen completely gave up the attack and turned to a comprehensive defense.

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose, it is Zhou Heng's idea, his violent attacks are never stopped, as long as Lao Wen shows a flaw, he will have a way to win.

It can't be a long time, Lao Wen also has his own thoughts, Zhou Heng's physical strength is not unlimited, and the continuous violent attack consumes a lot of physical strength, as long as Zhou Heng shows a flaw, he also has a way to turn defeat into victory.

The battle fell into a stalemate for a while, Zhou Heng was the main attacker, Lao Wen was on the defensive, both sides were waiting for the other party to show a trace of flaws, but the defender also knew that the advantage and the first move were all in the hands of the attacking side, and the advantage would slowly fall over with the passage of time, and the results of the battlefield deduction had already said that Lao Wen could only hold on for 98 seconds, and also proposed three plans to regain the initiative, but each was too dangerous, and the success rate was still low, and Lao Wen did not plan to use it. But he also knew that if he didn't solve it within this time, he would lose, and he was convinced of the results of the battlefield deduction, but he still had to guard, the young man in front of him was too young, and he didn't look like a patient guy in his early twenties, maybe he would have no patience and no physical strength to persist after attacking for a while, and greed for merit is a common problem for most young people, and few young people can escape.