Under Chen Peng's intentional guidance, Wu Bufan commented a lot on the monks who were fighting in the next game, although he did not directly talk about his own practice, but he unconsciously always substituted himself into it, thinking about how to attack and defend if he was doing it with others, and naturally revealed his strengths and weaknesses in this speech. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info soon the first four rounds of the competition have ended, and the next game will be the fifth.

"The monk who drew the No. 5 lottery will end up in the competition. The head of Xiyun Dao, who was sitting tall, said unhurriedly, and his voice spread through every corner of the trial ground.

Wu Bufan heard the words of Xiyun Daoist, got up and came to the circle, turned his head to look at both sides, but no monk stood up, and he was still wondering in his heart, but he saw the monks around him looking behind him, his heart moved, he turned his head and looked back, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide in shock, but he saw Chen Peng pacing down.

"You...... You, weren't you the number seven drawer?"

"Brother Wu, I'm offended. I drew the No. 5 red lot, but I lived in the No. 7 attic last night, which made Brother Wu misunderstand. ”

"You...... You cunning ......"

"Brother is also a close admiration for Brother Wu, Ling Zun Wu's predecessor is a master of the pseudo-supernatural realm, Brother Wu, your family has a family history, and the Taiwu Yuan Law that you practice is good at refining the body, just now Brother Wu's mention to the next made my eyes wider, and I thank Brother Wu a lot. However, from Brother Wu's words, I heard that Brother Wu was better at guarding, but his body was not his strength. It just so happens that the lower body method is smart, let's see if Brother Wu can hit me first, or if I can break Brother Wu's body refining technique first. ”

Wu Bufan listened to Chen Peng's words, but he had a pimple in his heart, he originally thought that Chen Peng had drawn the No. 7 lot, not his opponent, and he had no scruples when he spoke, but now that he thinks about it carefully, he has revealed a lot of information. And the other party has been asking for advice from himself, at that time he was quite proud, some of the feeling of pointing out the country, at this time, Chen Peng is deliberately using his own words, he is still complacent, and keeps showing off, now I think about it, I am really aggrieved, and I am a little worried.

"Brother Wu, we also know each other, and I really don't want to take advantage of you, do you think the two of us are fighting in literature or martial arts?"

"What kind of fighting method is Wen Dou, and what kind of fighting method is Wu Dou?"

"Wendou, neither of us will move, you punch me, I punch you, whoever can't bear it first will lose. If you are fighting, you will be like the previous Taoist friends, each with his own ability, and he will show his magical powers. ”

"Then Wendou. Wu Bufan hurriedly said, he is not good at attacking, but he is still very confident in the art of body refining, so he naturally chooses the method that is beneficial to him.

"Okay, according to what Brother Wu said, since I proposed it, then I will suffer a loss, and let Brother Wu do it first. Chen Peng heard Wu Bufan's reality from Mi Xian'er early in the morning, and he had an idea in his heart. It is certainly not a problem to win this Wu Bufan by yourself, but it is best not to let other monks see their own reality and reality, and after thinking about it, they came up with such an idea, which led Wu Bufan to fight with himself, so that you punch me, I punch you, where is there any move at all, others can only see who has deeper vitality, stronger skin and flesh, and where can you see that the skills of both sides are higher.

"Okay, that's what you said. Wu Bufan was not polite, urging the vitality. He wasn't in a hurry, anyway, Chen Peng was also standing for him to fight, he slowly pushed his vitality to the peak, rushed forward with a sudden lunge, and smashed it straight into Chen Peng's chest with a punch.

Chen Peng really didn't dodge as he said, he only raised his arms up, blocking him in front of him like two door panels.

With a loud "pop", Wu Bufan punched Chen Peng in the arm, and saw that Chen Peng's figure shook for a while, took a few steps back, and finally took it. In fact, this is simply Chen Peng's pretense, with the depth of his vitality, he is not much higher than Wu Bufan, where can this punch repel Chen Peng. This is the benefit of Chen Peng's proposal for Wendou, he can give full play to his acting skills and hide his strength to the fullest. If the two sides let go of the fight, although Chen Peng can also hide his strength, how can he put so much effort into acting, it is impossible to act just right as now.

Wu Bufan's punch hit Chen Peng's arm, only to feel that his arm was numb, and secretly said in his heart that the other party was so hard bones, he couldn't help but shake his arm, this was naturally not Chen Peng's hard bones, but the reason why he urged Tiger Roaring Gong. Chen Peng didn't give him this respite, and shouted: "Brother Wu be careful." "Under his feet, it was like a meteor catching the moon, and he hit Wu Bufan with a punch, looking fierce, but in fact, Chen Peng just urged fifty percent of his vitality.

"Hmph," Wu Bufan was lucky, and Chen Peng generally blocked his arms in front of him, and blocked Chen Peng's fist with a "bang", and suddenly Wu Bufan felt that a tingling sensation spread throughout his body where his forearm touched Chen Peng's fist, and even his steps were a little vain, and "Tengtengteng" took three steps back.

"Hey, this guy doesn't have much strength, but his vitality is a little mellow, and it shakes the vitality of my whole body. Wu Bufan stood still and urged the dantian, but he felt a little unmotivated.

"What, Brother Wu wants to rest for a while, why don't we meditate first to recover and recover?" Chen Peng saw that Wu Bufan wanted to take a breath, but he didn't let him get his wish, and said sarcastically.

Wu Bufan's face turned red and said angrily: "Whoever wants to rest, which eye of yours sees that I am going to rest." After that, he mentioned his vitality and called Chen Peng.

"Bang bang bang", the two of them come and go, just like a child fighting, you punch me, I punch you, the monk on the side is about to fall asleep, such a comparison, I am afraid that even the martial arts competition among mortals is better than the fighting method of these two people.

The two fought for seven or eight rounds, and it seemed that they were evenly matched, and no one had the upper hand, but Chen Peng was pretending, but Wu Bufan couldn't hold on. Whether it is hitting the other party's fist or catching the opponent's fist, the feeling of numbness is getting stronger and stronger, and the vitality of the body is gradually becoming more and more uncontrollable. A few times he almost had to be cheeky to rest, but he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the Xigeng Daoist sitting on the stone pillar in the distance, Wu Bufan still endured the discomfort and lifted his vitality. The two are now comparable, if they disregard their face's pranayama, they have already fallen into a disadvantage, a few more times, what is the difference between losing and losing. Although it is a little difficult for me to persevere, but looking at the opponent's face is also a little hideous, I am afraid that it is not comfortable, maybe I can defeat him after a few more rounds.

With a "bang", Wu Bufan punched Chen Peng's arm in front of him, and the metacarpal bones felt a shock, and it spread to the whole body along the arm, the dantian was stagnant, and the vitality of the whole body slowed down. Looking at Chen Peng's "kicking" after taking two steps back, he didn't slow down, rubbing his body and pounced, and the fist smashed towards him like a meteor hammer.

"Hey," a low roar, Wu Bufan didn't slow down in one breath, he saw that the opponent was pressing up again, he was really a little depressed in his heart, and he had the intention to dodge, but he still held back this thought, and barely urged his vitality to raise his arms in front of him.

With a loud "pop", Wu Bufan felt as if he had been slapped by a sledgehammer, and even the bone marrow seemed to be shaken, and his feet were floating, and he involuntarily retreated backwards. Just when Wu Bufan's heart was relieved and the thought of "I finally took this punch" rose, he felt a force coming from his arm, and he pushed himself back suddenly, and he involuntarily "kicked and kicked" back five or six steps before he stood firm.

"You ......" Wu Bufan was about to ask, but the words came to his mouth but he didn't say it, Chen Peng's punch was very coherent, it seemed to be an action at all, it was not a foul at all, he wanted to accuse the other party, where to start.

"Let's see the real chapter under our hands. Wu Bufan said hatefully, saying that he was going to fight back when he urged his vitality.

"Brother Wu, slow down, you've already lost. Chen Peng was not in a hurry, so he had time to talk.

"Why did I lose, didn't I take your punch well, let alone one punch, and then ten punches and eight punches, if Wu Mou blinked his eyes, he would not be a good man." Wu Bufan said a little inwardly.

"Brother Wu, don't be impatient, you look down at your feet. ”

Wu Bufan looked down a little puzzled, his face changed greatly at a glance, and the whole person was like a deflated ball, and he was depressed, as if he was still a little relaxed. But it turned out that as far as Wu Bufan's eyes could see, one of his feet had already retreated beyond the circle drawn by Daoist Xigeng, which was naturally a loss.

"Brother Wu, I agreed, although this is a bit of a victory, but I will be honest and unyielding. Chen Peng hugged Wu Bufan and said, he didn't have a bad sense of Wu Bufan, although Wu Bufan was a little ostentatious when the two talked, he was also a sincere person. However, this competition to join the faction is not to be humble, although Chen Peng has played some tricks, but he doesn't want this Wu Bufan to be too frustrated.

After a while, Wu Bufan came back to his senses, ignored Chen Peng's words, and walked to the side a little dejected, not knowing what to think. He was taken by his father since he was a child, and although he was strictly taught, he was actually a little like a flower in a greenhouse that had not weathered the wind and rain. This time, Chen Peng deliberately hid his strength, and it seemed that he was really on par with the two of them, and Wu Bufan was a little difficult to accept this result for a while.