Wu Feng was not surprised by Yang Zihao's self-confidence, when he nodded and smiled, he moved the coffee table sofa and other furniture to the side with him, and after a while, standing in the living room of about thirty square meters, staring at this Yang Zihao, he saw that he was standing loosely and casually, and he was full of flaws at a glance, but Wu Feng knew that it was powerful, hugged his fists, and waved his hands, "Brother Yang, please advise." Pinshu.com"

"Don't dare to be, it's my luck to be able to fight with the Blood Lord." This Yang Zihao's expression was indifferent, without any tension and solemnity, and this also made Wu Feng pay more attention.

Master, whether it is another timeline or now, this Yang Zihao is a master worthy of respect, Wu Feng's eyes condensed, and he said, "Then I'm welcome." ”

Saying that, Wu Feng took two steps forward, his fist with blood and qi seemed to be divided into three, and hit Yang Zihao's head at three different angles, which made Yang Zihao surprised, and the surprise was that Wu Feng used the gasification Sanqing in the nine methods of stopping the war at the beginning, and the joy was that Wu Feng did not have any spare strength, yes, in the eyes of ordinary people, the competition is the competition, and the point can be stopped, but in the eyes of the master, leaving spare strength is to look down on, to despise and despise, and only by going all out is respect.

This Yang Zihao didn't keep his hand, when Wu Feng hit, the controller's special ability was not to say, his right hand entered, put it on Wu Feng's forearm, and pulled it, randomly, and his shoulder hit Wu Feng's chest, and Wu Feng couldn't dodge at all, yes, he couldn't dodge, because this Yang Zihao's special ability only had two words, gravity.

Yes, it is more advanced than Jiao Yu's power multiplication, Wang Nan's black crystal control, gravity control, when approaching Yang Zihao, the internal organs, bones, blood, every cell becomes extremely heavy, and it is better to carry a mountain on his shoulder, this mountain wants to press itself into the ground, not to mention defense, it is very difficult to move a finger, but when he is hit by Yang Zihao's shoulder, it is more like being hit by a truck and will fly backwards.

However, this Yang Zihao will not give Wu Feng a chance to fly out at all, when Wu Feng has just left the ground, step forward, move the blocking hammer in progress, and suddenly write it on Wu Feng's chest, random, single whip, cloud hand, skimming is an endless blow, the fist speed is fast, fast but not chaotic, there is a rhythm of beating Wu Feng as a sandbag!

Seeing that his feet were open, he turned around and stepped up, and when he was about to slap the wild horse's mane, the corners of Wu Feng's mouth rose slightly, and he spit out his inner breath, and at the moment when his hand attacked, his left hand clasped his wrist and pulled it suddenly, so that when he approached him, his right fist condensed blood and qi and slammed into his head.

And this Yang Zihao was not in a hurry, his head was tilted back, and the hand that was held by Wu Feng grabbed it, and led it back, with the change of gravity, it suddenly made Wu Feng's body unstable, randomly, and hit the bottom of the elbow to see the hammer hit Wu Feng, unexpectedly, Wu Feng seemed to have been prepared to block his attack with his hand.

Yang Zihao, who was slightly surprised, saw Wu Feng pointing at his head, and at this moment he didn't have time to close the momentum, but this Yang Zihao was not flustered, and his footsteps kicked down, and he floated out at a very fast speed, yes, it was floated out, like goose feathers blown by the wind.

A blow missed, but there was a smile in Wu Feng's eyes, this Yang Zihao is very powerful, it can be said that he is invincible in close quarters, the surrounding gravity that he can change at will, one heavy and one light, just like the combination of rigidity and softness in Tai Chi, as long as he falls into his rhythm, it will be a catastrophe, however, it is this rhythm, which is the weakness of Yang Zihao's boxing, as long as he destroys his rhythm, then he can gain the upper hand.

"Awesome......" Yang Zihao looked at Wu Feng, originally, his rhythm was very good, and he was disrupted by Wu Feng without showing a few moves, just now, if he was fighting with Wu Feng, then he would definitely lose.

"Well said."

After Wu Feng smiled, he raised his steps and continued to attack, and this Yang Zihao also smiled and looked at Wu Feng rushing over, the gravity field instantly tied up Wu Feng, and the Tai Chi small frame was opened, which was about to make Wu Feng fall into his rhythm again, and Wu Feng's purpose was to disrupt his rhythm.

Yang Zihao's movements are fast and slow, and when he is defending, he is waiting for an opportunity to attack, and although Wu Feng is in Yang Zihao's gravity field, his attack is still very strong, intending to suppress and destroy Yang Zihao's rhythm.

The two of them are back and forth, the fight is inseparable, Wu Feng has never been able to gain the upper hand due to the change in gravity, and Yang Zihao has not been able to enter the rhythm, at this time, with the sound of the anti-theft door "creaking", Xu Qing and Qin Lei pushed the door in, Xu Qing was surprised when he saw Yang Zihao coming back, but Yang Zihao was not distracted at all, and he was still fighting with Wu Feng in the living room.

This made Xu Qing a little helpless, turned his head to look at Qin Lei, who was a little dumbfounded, and said, "Leave them alone, let them fight, I want to see how long they are going to fight......"

Qin Lei nodded silently, she could see that neither of them was fighting with their lives, of course, Wu Feng did not use the knife and chose not to be proficient in boxing, and Yang Zihao also chose to fight with his fists in the gravity field, if it wasn't for this, let alone this living room, even if the entire underground residential area would be demolished by the two.

"Let's go cook." Xu Qing straightened his face, with some helplessness, and walked around the living room into the kitchen, not caring that the two were fighting fiercely at the moment.

At this moment, Wu Feng found a flaw, raised his foot and kicked Yang Zihao's head, unexpectedly, gravity increased several times in vain, and all parts of his body were directly screaming, not to mention, Yang Zihao seized the opportunity to step up and turn his palm, and a blow to the fan arm was to hit Wu Feng, Wu Feng's eyes were condensed, as long as he was hit by Yang Zihao, then he had to enter his rhythm.

Random, luck all over the body, if you want to withstand these two or three times the gravity, you must rush over to attack Yang Zihao, but the gravity changes when the footsteps just land, and it does not continue to become heavier, but lighter, which makes him Wu Feng rise directly into the sky after taking a step, if the gravity does not change again, he must hit the ceiling, however, even if he does not hit the ceiling, he will face Yang Zihao's attack when he lands.

There is no room for any thinking, the right fist condenses the internal force and blood, and with the strong wind is ruthlessly bombarded at this Yang Zihao, Wu Feng seems to have forgotten one point, that is, the last thing Yang Zihao is afraid of is a fierce attack, this no, a punch out, this Yang Zihao is to use the skill of four or two thousand catties, so that this punch falls directly in the air, and Wu Feng's arm has been grabbed by him!

Seeing that Wu Feng was about to enter Yang Zihao's rhythm again, but to Yang Zihao's surprise, Wu Feng just made a false move, he just grabbed Wu Feng's right arm, and before he could make a move, Wu Feng's left fingers fell on his eyebrows, and now, as long as Wu Feng's internal force moved, then his brain would be shattered like tofu......