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This swift body method is called shaving feet, and the nine styles of the pulse - "shaving feet", compared to the pure muscle method launched before Songming, shaving feet is driven by the muscles and veins of the whole body, and the speed has increased by more than three times, directly exceeding 100 m/s!

The increase in strength is more than doubled compared to the speed boost!

Song Ming swept out with a kick and kicked Qi Yang's sword firmly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The name of this foot is very simple, it's called-

Heavy legs!

People can't be good-looking, tricks can't be famous, this is not the heavy leg in "The King of Fighters 97", this is the heavy leg of the nine styles of Tongmai, you can roughly understand it as a serious series of Saitama Sensei ("One Punch Man")!

"Bell!"

Qi Yang only felt a sudden shock, and the sword in his right hand almost fell off, and the whole person flew out sideways with the sword, until it hit the root of a thick wheat stalk, and then it stopped.

A mouthful of blood rushed out, if it weren't for the "soft hedgehog spirit armor" to protect him, Qi Yang would have broken his ribs at this moment, and his internal organs would have been destroyed.

There was shock and fierceness in his eyes:

"This power...... Kidd must have been hiding something during the dissection, could this guy be the latest muscle cyborg?"

This blow, not only Qi Yang, but even Song Ming was frightened by himself, and even his heart fluctuated in a mess:

", I'm hanging like this?"

The shock in his eyes flashed, Qi Yang wiped the blood stains on his mouth, and quickly calmed down.

He knew that now was not the time to delve into how this person could have this kind of strength, just now because he underestimated the opponent, and was kicked off guard, so he would be embarrassed to this point, if he was really tough, how could a mere first-year student be his opponent.

Thinking like this, he slowly got up and regained his unique momentum as a master:

"Even a first-year student dares to be my enemy, do you really understand the distance between us?"

Song Ming pursed his lips and replied lightly:

"About thirty meters. ”

He was referring to physical distancing.

After finishing speaking, he raised his fist and shaved his body up.

Qi Yang leaned his back against the roots of the tree, his eyes looked coldly ahead, and when he saw Songming flashing quickly, he raised his hand and pointed in the direction where Songming came:

"Xuanhuo Finger!"

I saw a projectile-sized spark, shot towards Songming like a bullet.

This is the most basic Dao technique of the Agni Dao Monk, with Qi Yang's strength, it can be issued without even chanting, and its power is far beyond the bullets of ordinary fire spirit guns, and it can easily burn through an iron wall.

Song Ming had already entered the hot blood mode, and he couldn't avoid it at the moment, so he raised his left fist and raised his chest to meet it.

I saw that the spark "stabbed" and drilled into Songming's chest, but it did not shoot out from his back, but at a centimeter below the skin on his chest, and it was dimly extinguished.

"Not good!"

Qi Yang saw that the situation was not right, and immediately got up and drew his sword, and slashed at Song Ming with a sword.

The body of the sword was entwined with green flames, blue and purple, as if it had stretched out its man-eating fangs, crackling in the air.

A sword is a good sword, but to kill, you have to—

It's the right thing to do.

Song Ming was already red-eyed at this moment, the speed was extremely fast, his left fist was empty, turned into a big palm, and with a horizontal palm, he slapped away the sword body, and regardless of his left hand that was burned red by the flames, he suddenly raised his right fist and smashed it directly into Qing Yan's head.

Song Ming was originally right-handed, and after his left fist slapped away the spirit sword, he triggered this right fist, his body was extremely stretched, and his fist was strong, gathering almost all the strength of his body.

Qing Yan saw that there was no way to avoid it, and he drove the spiritual power of his whole body, and from the armor on his chest, a fiery red iron wall was erected in an instant, completely protecting his entire front face.

This is one of the absolute defenses of Qi's Iron Armor:

"The appearance of red cliffs. ”

“duang！”

The fists and irons collided, and there was a clang.

The fist is forward, but the iron wall is upward because of inertia.

Therefore, after Qi Yang was punched by Songming, the whole person was directly hit with the wheat stalks along the thick wheat roots.

Because the upward iron wall only removed half of the punch power, his head had to withstand the rest of the punch force, and this punch force instantly swung out of his face, causing his nasal bones to collapse, his five orifices to burst blood, and even his consciousness appeared to be confused for a moment.

In the confusion of his mind, he subconsciously summoned two natal flames, stepped on the fire ball with both feet, and barely jumped on the wheat leaves above his head with the help of his strength.

This wheat leaf is as wide as the Hollywood red carpet.

Qi Yang eased his nerves and stood on the wheat leaves and vomited blood frantically.

He wiped the blood from his face, straightened his smashed chin, and his blood-drenched eyes revealed an unprecedented murderous intent.

In the case of a huge difference in rank, the duel between a high-level monk and a low-level monk is rare, and even if there is, the high-level monk is generally fighting with hot weapons such as guns, and fighting with a low-level monk with bare hands, Qi Yang is still the first time to encounter it.

Compared with Qi Yu's laziness and romance, or Qi Yu Xiaobao's naïve playfulness, Qi Yang, as the boss of the Qi family, is a slightly low-key but calm and ruthless man.

At this moment, he was deflated in close combat, and he quickly realized that he must not fight his opponent at close range.

To be able to think in this way means a little bit -

He has already identified Songming in front of him as a qualified opponent.

But that's all, theoretically speaking, the other party has no long-range attack, and with only a level 11 body, it is simply wishful thinking to defeat a level 89 Fire Dao monk.

Because of his cautious character, he chose the safest and most ruthless method.

With one hand raised, he chanted:

"Flame Dao, Burst Flame Thousand Bird Talisman. ”

With a low chant, Qing Yan raised two fingers of his right hand.

In an instant, hundreds of sparrow-sized firebirds rushed out of his spatial ring and swooped down towards Songming at great speed, emitting a shrill and piercing whistling.

Although Songming was physically and mentally burning, it was not completely irrational, as soon as he heard the word "burst flame", coupled with the piercing "bird call", he didn't say a word, turned around and ran, far away from the countless firebirds flying in.

However, these firebirds are not "cannonballs" in a straight line, but "homing missiles" that can be propelled at warp speed.

They seem to be able to lock Songming, whether he is moving left and right, or flashing and moving, these screaming firebirds are also following left and right, flickering and moving, all the way around and around, closely chasing Songming.

One of the firebirds did not turn in time and rushed straight at the wheat stalk on Songming's side.

With a bang, the two hugged the thick wheat straw quilt-

Explode directly.

Song Ming gasped, the soles of his feet suddenly became windy, and he ran wildly all the way, accompanied by various twisted sharp turns, sparing a big circle of twists and turns along the way, so as to wait for the opportunity to fight back.

Even so, he still couldn't get rid of most of the firebirds, after all, there were only a few people who hit the tree and exploded, if he couldn't think of effective countermeasures, no matter how fast he ran and how good his physical strength was, there would always be a moment when he was bombed.

Fortunately, Songming has a good physique, and this amount of exercise will not deprive his brain of oxygen, so that he can calmly think about countermeasures.

"There it is!"

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Preview: Chapter 0060, this is a fist technique that fell from the sky