Perrault, with a gifted ability for ligaments, the flexibility of the ligaments is two to three times that of ordinary people, and it can control the free contraction of the ligaments, and the psionic martial arts of his practice are peculiar, the first psionic circuit can strengthen the bones, which greatly covers up the shortcomings of Perot's ability, allowing her to perform the arrow fist technique.

Although its physical realm is only at the peak of the orange emblem, its real combat power has been forcibly entered into the realm of "penetration" under the enhancement of talent and special moves, and the attack intensity has reached the level of Huang Hui, and even the martial artist of Huang Hui may be killed in seconds under such sharp moves.

This is Perrault, one of the strongest twelve guards under the command of the leader of the Red Snow Legion "Glacier Waterfall" Naroza, who can keep pace with the top figures of the younger generation in the Red Legion, the "Seven New Generals".

The danger of Bai Canglan in the sixth sense of Fengwu was undoubtedly less than that of the former, but now, he has not let it go, no wonder he is so confident, to be the first in the grade, and then defeat the seven new generals and become famous Jialong.

There is no doubt that he has a great interest in opponents who can give him such a sense of danger, because each of them has the potential to bring him new inspiration and interest.

"So ······"

The soles of Bai Canglan's feet are slightly bent like eagle claws, and his eyes are blazing, like a bathing divine light.

His white martial arts uniform was windless and automatic, and the characteristics of the Hanhai Flow Fist Technique appeared on his body again.

The trembling skin and the muscles churning like waves made his body look like an extra layer of ripples.

"Boom, boom!"

He stomped on the arena's specially constructed ground, making an exploding sound.

The part of the wave of muscles poured into his foot, and with the release of the slightly flexed paws of the eagle's claws, it was transmitted to the ground.

With three muffled sounds, three steps out, Bai Canglan's figure had already attacked Feng Wu like a cannonball.

The footwork in the Hanhai Current, the pursuit of short-distance bursts and short-distance movements of the "Blue Sea Three Tide Steps"!

"A big wave!"

Bai Canglan shouted, and with a palm in the air, like Pangu opening the sky, like Xingtian with an axe, hit head-on.

There was a huge explosion in the air, and the air was squeezed into one place by this domineering palm, like a huge wave churning in the Han Sea, surging towards Feng Wu.

"Is it a move that uses the power of your palm to squeeze air and create a terrifying and devastating 'crack'?"

Feng Wu thought.

This move is the use of "cracking", and its method of exerting force is similar to the empty palm used by Huang Tao before, squeezing the air, causing terrifying range killing.

But Bai Canglan's moves are different, Huang Tao's falling flower palm power is scattered but not condensed, it is just a relatively simple explosion of air.

And Bai Canglan is different, his palm power is extremely condensed, not with explosive power, but more like fueling the fire, with his own strength, pushing the ocean-like air that exists in the endless void, making it a wave-like existence, causing a wider range of damage, this is the true meaning of the Hanhai Stream martial arts move "Giant Wave".

"Oh?!"

Feng Wu's eyes froze, the power of this palm is really terrifying, if you look at Bai Canglan's limit data of 1250 kilograms at the time of the entrance test before, the actual power of this palm is at least thirty percent higher than that time, which means that Bai Canglan's physical fitness is already extraordinary.

However, although the momentum of this attack is huge, it is still not taken into the eyes of Feng Wu, although this move of hitting the air to cause area damage is powerful and destructive, but it disperses the power to the surface, and the power of the point is not strong enough.

Breaking the face with points is the best way to deal with this move.

This was almost the way in which Feng Wu, as the king of martial arts, thought of dealing with it when he saw Bai Canglan's move.

And pointed like a sword, pointing at Bai Canglan's palm.

Like an evil dragon out of the water, like a phoenix bird with its beak, Feng Wu didn't have too many reservations, thunder and vigor, saw the limit distance of Bai Canglan's palm, and tried to lightly point to Bai Canglan's palm Lao Gong acupoint.

The palm of the Lao Gong acupoint is connected to the heart vein, once it is hit by Feng Wu, even if it is just lightly pointed, with the realm of Feng Wu, it will definitely be able to hit the thunder into its body.

Even if it can't directly cut off its heart pulse to end the competition, even if Lei Jin only has a slight impact on the heart pulse, such as rapid heartbeat, arrhythmia, etc., it is extremely fatal for this competition.

Just as Bai Canglan's palm was about to hit Feng Wu's fingers, Bai Canglan's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pintip, and a burning sense of crisis surged into his heart.

His body immediately stopped the action of clapping his palms, bent over, tucked his elbows, twisted his legs, kicked forward, and stabbed into Feng Wu's ribs!

Three tides of the blue sea, turning the waves!

The muscles of the whole body rise and fall like waves, so that the muscles are always active, and they can react in the shortest possible time!

"Have you comprehended the intuitive fighting method?"

Seeing this, Feng Wu knew in his heart that only by comprehending the intuitive fighting method could he perceive the dangerous intention of his move in such a short moment, so he instinctively avoided it.

Just between the lightning and flint, Bai Canglan elbowed into his ribs.

Feng Wu touched the ground with one foot, his body leaned back, and the ground was at forty-five degrees, narrowly avoiding this elbow. At the same time, the right leg is on the knee at the moment when the body is leaning up.

"Bang!"

Feng Wu's knees and Bai Canglan's elbows collided together, making a dull sound, Feng Wu felt that Bai Canglan's arms were like being filled with lead, not ordinary heavy, its texture was incomparably dense, and the muscle tissue seemed to be different from ordinary people.

The moment the two made physical contact, Feng Wu's knee was full of thunder, and the strength was like a needle, piercing into Bai Canglan's elbow muscles.

"Huh, some kind of punch?"

Bai Canglan's pupils shrank, and he only felt that his elbow seemed to have been pricked by a needle, and a tingling electric current invaded his body, trying to cut off his control over the muscles of his body.

But this numbing effect only existed for a moment, slightly affecting the movement of his arms, and then the effect of thunder disappeared in the wave of surface muscles that followed Bai Canglan's body.

"The musculature is specific, if it doesn't hit the vital parts, can the thunder only play a short momentary role?"

Seeing this, Feng Wu's mind was swirling, and just when Bai Canglan's arm movements were momentarily sluggish, he took advantage of the reaction force of the knee and elbow collision to jump up and jump into the dragon gate, and hit Bai Canglan's face door with his fists in two ways.

At this time, Bai Canglan's palm was sluggish, and the other could only resist Feng Wu's fist at most, and the other one, once it hit Bai Canglan's face, the thunder entered his brain, and he could immediately turn him into a vegetative person.

"Humph!"

Bai Canglan snorted coldly, and a not strong arm was crossed in front of him, but no matter how long or thick this arm was, it was impossible to block Feng Wu's two pairs of iron fists at the same time.

And yet the next moment.

"Goo-dong!"

A dull drum sound emanated from Bai Canglan's arm, which was not very thick, but in an instant, it nearly doubled like a balloon.

"Bang!"

The huge arm has been greatly improved in both length and thickness, and he steadily received Feng Wu's direct fist blows.

"Death!"

At the same time that Bai Canglan received Feng Wu's killer blow, his other palm regained consciousness, and it swelled like a balloon again, bringing up a domineering air flow like a wave, and rushed straight to Feng Wu's chest and abdomen.

"Bang!"

Feng Wu took advantage of the bad situation, returned his hands to protect his chest, and flew out of several meters like a piece of paper with the help of the domineering air current, and stood still, looking at Bai Canglan.

I saw that at this time, the sleeves of Bai Canglan's white martial arts uniform had been completely broken, and the two arms were of exaggerated size, each side was at least as thick as Feng Wu's waist, hanging on both sides of Bai Canglan, forming a sharp contrast with his body shape, and it looked very inconsistent.

"The extreme body in the Hanhai Stream! I didn't expect that in a short period of time, he would actually cultivate the Hanhai Stream to this point!"

Li Yuexin's pupils shrank.