"Come here. ”

Jing Ge deliberately made a very provocative move, but he did not anger Meng Feifei as he wished.

Meng Feifei's expression still did not change at all, and he was not affected in the slightest.

He touched the ground with both feet, held a woodcutter in both hands, and jumped in front of Jing Ge with an expressionless face.

The speed of the competition between the two is fast, and both sides are seeing the moves.

The speed is getting faster and faster, and it gradually becomes two afterimages.

The ordinary people in the stands, whose naked eyes could no longer keep up with their speed, opened their eyes wide, and only saw the white clothes belonging to Jing Ge and the gray clothes of Meng Feifei intersecting in the air.

One white and one gray, two afterimages, quickly collided in the air, and then quickly separated.

Only those who have a certain degree of cultivation can see their movements clearly after strengthening their visual capture ability.

These people had a look of amazement on their faces.

It's incredible.

These two people are actually only cultivating in the foundation building period, but the development of physical fitness has reached such a terrifying point.

In time, it is not impossible to become a genius of spiritual and martial dual cultivation.

"Bang. ”

After a violent collision, Jing Ge and Meng Feifei were both shocked back, and they retreated seven or eight meters backwards.

The feeling of meeting an opponent in chess made Jing Ge's mood soar.

She wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth with her thumb, the bewitching posture in her eyes was revealed, and the smile on the corners of her lips became more and more evil.

"Meng Feifei, you are very good. ”

"You're also amazing. Meng Feifei touched his cheek, and there was a small wound drawn out by Jing Ge, and there was a slight stinging pain when he touched it.

"I'm done with my warm-up. Jing Ge's smile deepened, and the god spread his five fingers and hooked them slightly, forming a supporting posture.

In the next moment, a golden flame appeared in her palm.

"Level 1 Fireball Technique. ”

Jing Ge let out a loud shout, and the twin fireballs in his palms flew out, flying directly towards Meng Feifei.

The fireball flew extremely fast, and when it rubbed the air, it brought out a golden tail of flame.

The heat of the burning makes the heat wave fluctuating all around the fireball faintly visible.

"This fire is no ordinary flame, little Feifei, you'd better not be touched. ”

Meng Feifei was chased by the fireball, and in order to dodge more flexibly, he quickly inserted the woodcutter back into his waist, and dodged the double fireball in a more flexible posture.

Jing Ge stood in place, his footsteps never moved, only his fingers moved.

With the command of her fingers, the twin fireballs attacked faster and faster.

In the end, it far exceeded the speed of Meng Feifei's escape.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Meng Feifei pulled out his woodcutter again, trying to use the woodcutter to weaken the impact of the fireball.

At this moment, the dense sweat on his forehead dripped down his thick black eyebrows and entered his eyes.

Salty sweat hurts my eyes.

Meng Feifei subconsciously closed one eye.

The fireball smashed head-on, and when it was only half an inch away from the woodcutter in Meng Feifei's hand, it suddenly stopped.

Jing Ge threw the fireball to the ground.

"Zizi. ”

The wooden floor was burned open with two large holes in an instant, and there was a faint tendency to spread.

Meng Feifei's ancient eyes were waveless, and other emotions finally appeared.

He looked at Jing Ge in shock.

With all eyes on it.

"Poof. ”

Meng Feifei knelt on the ground.

"Knock knock. ”

He kowtowed to Jing Ge three times in succession.

In a voice that is somewhere between a mature man and a boy, he says, "Please be my master." ”

Jing Ge: "......"