Chen Zhengjie smiled and said to Meng Songshi: "I'm sorry, old Meng." ”

Meng Songshi's face was expressionless, and his tone was flat: "It's okay, come on." ”

His little bit of caution, Meng Songshi naturally understood in his heart. It's just that he really didn't feel at ease.

Of course, Meng Songshi would not be so coincidental, and he just completed the breakthrough on the day he went to the ring.

But he did not ask Ye Guochi to automatically become the leader of the group.

Not only did he not make a request, but Meng Songshi even deliberately concealed the fact that he had broken through the primary level of the Xuan Rank, so as not to cause extraneous complications.

His idea, like Hu Qingchun and Zhao Weilong, is actually the same as Hu Qingchun and Zhao Weilong, and he wants to use this martial arts competition as a stage to show himself. Let everyone see their progress and current strength, and correct Instructor Yang's name.

If Ye Guochi really let him automatically become the leader of the team, of course the competition will not be able to continue, and his plan will not all fall through?

Chen Zhengjie saw that Meng Songshi didn't want to say more, and he was no longer bored. Inevitably, the night is long and dreamy, so let's do it immediately and let the kung fu in your hands speak.

"Thousand-armed Shura Fist!"

Chen Zhengjie shouted violently, and as soon as he came up, he had no reservations, and used his strongest martial arts.

The most fundamental difference between the Xuan level and the Huang level is that he has cultivated his internal strength.

And the internal strength not only greatly increases the strength of the warrior, and the destructive power of the attack output is more amazing, but more importantly, it can make the martial arts really play their due role.

If the martial arts in the hands of a martial artist below the yellow level are still a fancy one, then when a martial artist is promoted to the Xuan level, the original one's fancy frame will immediately transform into a deadly killing weapon.

The Thousand-Armed Shura Fist is a set of three-star martial arts with a wood attribute, and the attacks are ever-changing and continuous, as if there are a thousand arms, and they attack the enemy at the same time.

Unleashing an incalculable attack in a short period of time, completely submerging the enemy, it is very conspicuous, and the thousand-armed Shura Fist is about fast and incoherent speed.

If it was replaced by an opponent below the Xuan level, he would have been frightened in the face of the fist that rushed towards him like a storm, and he didn't know how to deal with it at all, and he couldn't deal with it at all.

Even a Xuan-level powerhouse of the same rank has a headache for Chen Zhengjie's set of martial arts with extremely strong attack power.

But Mon Songshi is different.

Because his martial arts also belong to the type of fast dexterity.

"Thousands of Illusion Palms!"

In the face of Chen Zhengjie's overwhelming attack, Meng Songshi was not afraid, his face was calm, and he waved his hands out, and thousands of palm shadows broke out in an instant, attacking back without showing weakness.

Bang bang bang~

In a series of violent explosions, fists and palms struck each other, and the two didn't know how many moves they had made in a short period of time.

"Meng Songshi has just been promoted, and his internal strength is definitely not as deep as mine, and this kind of fighting consumption is even more unfavorable to him. ”

Chen Zhengjie waved his fists and used his internal strength, while weighing and thinking in his heart, looking for the most suitable way to fight.

I thought that Meng Songshi was a yellow-level high-level, a soft persimmon that could be kneaded at will, so he naturally considered how to consume the least in order to maintain the best condition and cope with the next decisive battle.

But Meng Songshi's strength has increased greatly, and he already has the ability to threaten and even defeat himself. Chen Zhengjie no longer dared to be so optimistic, thinking about passing the test easily. Being able to defeat Meng Songshi is the most important issue to be concerned about at the moment.

As expected, Meng Songshi also seemed to understand that Chen Zhengjie couldn't fight against each other. After a brief encounter, the opponent's attack force immediately drifted back and widened the distance.

And Chen Zhengjie also made a decision in his heart, although the consumption is not good for the later finals, it is better than being injured. Seeing Meng Songshi retreat, dodging the edge, he immediately chased after him.

Meng Songshi stepped a little under his feet, and his body fluttered to the side, not touching him head-on.

Chen Zhengjie chased after him a few times, and his face immediately became ugly.

He found that although the other party's speed was not faster than his own, his body was erratic and unpredictable, and he couldn't catch up.

Lack of strength, do you want to switch to the fighting method?

When Chen Zhengjie thought that he had guessed Meng Songshi's calculation and thought hard about countermeasures, Meng Songshi suddenly turned around, and instantly approached him with an action that violated the laws of physics.

Bang~

In a hurry, Chen Zhengjie only had time to barely raise his arm to block the grid, and his internal strength was insufficient, and he was beaten back by Meng Songshi for more than ten meters, and it was not easy to stabilize his figure.

With a look of surprise on his face, Chen Zhengjie found that the arm that had blocked the grid just now was aching, and his operation was a little inflexible.

"Oops!"

Chen Zhengjie's heart sank, and he secretly screamed that it was not good.

Meng Songshi didn't care what he thought in his heart, taking advantage of the victory to pursue and beat the water dog was the royal way to win the battle, how could he let go of this good opportunity. didn't give Chen Zhengjie the slightest time to adjust, and immediately rushed over.

Chen Zhengjie knew that his martial art "Thousand Arms Arhat Fist" was the most important thing was the speed and flexibility of both hands, and countless attacks broke out in an instant. Now that one arm is injured and his combat effectiveness is frustrated, how can he resist Meng Songshi.

Immediately, his body retreated sharply, and he did not confront Meng Songshi head-on.

For a while, the offensive and defensive momentum in the ring reversed, and it became Meng Songshi chasing Chen Zhengjie and beating hard.

The crowd under the ring was fascinated and cheered.

Such a high-level battle is a rare opportunity for yellow-level martial artists to learn and observe.

Li Chizeng and Huang Chufeng, who were waiting on the edge of the ring, did not blink their eyes, and watched intently at the use and changes of each move of Meng Songshi and Chen Zhengjie, their faces were solemn, and their minds were thinking quickly.

The winner of these two will be his next opponent. The opportunity to watch their best moves and fighting styles is certainly not something to be missed.

Chen Zhengjie's response can be regarded as extremely fast, his arm is injured, as long as he delays time and waits for recovery, he has no strength to fight.

It's just that Meng Songshi is also rich in combat experience, so how can he not see the key to the problem, so he naturally chases and fights fiercely, taking advantage of your illness to kill you.

To say that under the training and guidance of Instructor Yang, Meng Songshi's exercises and martial arts have been greatly adjusted and improved, not only the realm breakthrough has been improved, but the actual combat effectiveness has been greatly enhanced, far surpassing other teammates in the same realm.

But to say that the biggest gain, and what made Meng Songshi and the other three feel the most magical and incredible, was the training of combat intuition.

According to Instructor Yang, this is the result of experiments on the bodies of soldiers of field troops on the ground.

Keen insight, instantaneous response plan, and the most appropriate move at the most appropriate moment will bring the result of killing the opponent in seconds.

That's combat intuition.

Meng Songshi had a feeling that when such intuition was trained to the extreme and became a kind of physical instinct, all three-star, four-star, five-star, and even top-level martial arts would become garbage.

With a casual wave of his hand and a shot, it is a deadly killing machine, and there is no need for any moves at all.

This is not Meng Songshi's conjecture, but a little clue from Instructor Yang.

(End of chapter)