It's clear that a few hands and a few legs are fighting together, but when you pay attention, you will find that-

The white-haired young man Wang Xuan hung upside down like a mountain, steady as a rock, and one leg was smashed down like a long whip, and was well resisted by Mo Wuxie's pair of arms, and it was difficult to score an inch!

Both sides had clearly seen through each other's moves. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This battle seems to have just begun to kick off now, but Wang Xuan knows that this head-to-head confrontation is the beginning, but it is also his end!

The first form of the Divine Dragon's tail swing coupled with the previous consumption has already emptied most of his spiritual power, and he will not have the slightest advantage if he continues to fight!

Mo Wuxian was also shocked in his heart, only he could feel how heavy the power from his arms was, his two hands were numb, and he forced himself to tremble in his reaction, and it seemed that there was no flaw in it.

He thought that his expression and movements would not reveal the slightest difficulty in him, and he still looked so calm.

In fact, Wang Xuan was also a little disheartened when he saw that his painstaking blow did not receive the effect he wanted.

But Mo Wuxian just forgot one point, that is, although Wang Xuan's blow was strong, it was not his last blow, and even if this blow failed, he would not despair, because he had something else to rely on!

Wang Xuan's feet were spread in a large shape, his left hand was stretched out to support the ground, and his long straight white hair dragged to the ground, covering his cheeks and making him look a little embarrassed.

The two had been in a stalemate, but suddenly Wang Xuan moved!

His left foot twisted hard in the direction of the heel of his right foot, and the whole person turned violently like a propeller of a helicopter, and a huge impact force hit Mo Wuxie's hands!

He was already on the verge of collapse, just because although his hands were extremely fast, they were also his most vulnerable parts, let alone resist the full speed of Wang Xuan's rotation!

Mo Wuxian originally thought that Wang Xuan would give up if he couldn't kick it, how could he have expected that Wang Xuan still had strength at this moment, let alone that he would use the power in his hand and the rotation of his waist to launch this sudden blow!

Thomas's full rotation is to use the strength of his arms and the rotation and inertia of his waist to produce a huge impact.

This point Wang Xuan did very well, and it feels like a broken boat!

He was like a white blade caught by Mo Wuxie's hands, and he turned sideways suddenly, turning the blade sideways, cracking Mo Wuxie's method of catching the white blade with his empty hands.

Mo Wuxian was able to block Wang Xuan's kick, but he couldn't stop Wang Xuan, a move that included Feng Tianhao's anti-dragon scroll technique, and the strong external strength rushed over like a mountain and a tsunami, and finally shook Mo Wuxie's immovable figure back by a bit!

The next moment, only a sonorous sound was heard, a cold light flashed, and a cyan sword was inserted into the stone platform and submerged five inches, stopping Mo Wuxie's backward body, Wang Xuan saw Mo Wuxian retreat half a step, so he immediately withdrew his hand, and one took off and landed not far away.

The silence of the martial arts training ground was terrifying, and the two of them just stood like that, looking at each other, with an unknown light shining in their eyes.

Wang Xuan is waiting, waiting for Mo Wuxie's sword, if Mo Wuxian is not convinced, he will naturally take out the sword, and he is confident that his sword, Mo Wuxian will not be able to take it.

This is the confidence that belongs to every swordsman, just as Mo Wuxian is as confident in his own swordsmanship.

But Mo Wuxian did retreat, although it was only half a step, but it was enough.

"Mo ...... Young Master Mo, did you lose?"

"I remember that Mo Gongzi said that as long as he took a step back, it would be counted as a loss. ”

"But he clearly only took a small step back, at most half a step, it should be uncountable......"

The man's voice grew quieter and quieter, and he seemed to think that what he was saying was ridiculous.

"Don't talk about Mo Wuxie, look at the young man opposite him, it's really chic! I've grown so big, I've never seen such a sharp and cool footwork!"

"That's right, I haven't seen this kind of supernatural power that spins upside down at high speed, and if I run into it, I will never be able to take it. ”

So, I decided, and from then on this white-haired boy was the object of my admiration. He is handsome, young, and strong, just perfect!"

"Nymphomaniac, you don't look at yourself like that, you are so weak, can you be worthy of such a handsome and dashing brother Wang in my family?"

"Your little girl, do you have a kind of say it again?!"

"I'll just say it, my family's big brother Wang, if you have the ability, you will come and bite me. ”

.......

The audience was very lively, but the atmosphere on the stone platform seemed a little depressing, Mo Wuxian knew very well that he had lost, but what he was thinking about was the subtlety of Wang Xuan's kick, which was especially inspiring to him!

In the past, he only thought that 'stepping on blood without traces' had practiced the kung fu under his feet to the extreme, but now he felt Wang Xuan's unique moves, and his heart was like waves hitting the mountains, and the remaining waves were difficult to eliminate, and his excited heart could not be calmed for a long time.

In fact, even if Wang Xuan threw a punch with all his strength, he could only have the power of four dragons at most, and three of them were because of the spiritual power increase of the psychic triple. But he supported the ground with his hands, twisted his waist, and his whole body was pulled by his legs, and the power he exerted was multiplied, like a person who stood up and threw a punch and a flying kick, and the difference between the strength cannot be discussed.

Mo Wuxie's previous move was already at the end of the crossbow, but from the fact that he only took half a step back, it could be seen how much he suppressed the pain!

Thomas must have caused great damage to his arm, but he drew his sword the moment he was injured and stopped him, rather than choosing to draw his sword and slash at Wang Xuan's foot.

If Wang Xuan didn't restrain his feet, Mo Wuxie's head would definitely burst and blood would be splattered on the spot!

This is a real gentleman, and Wang Xuan is the same as him, the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water!

The two of them already knew in their hearts that this battle was over, and they laughed at the enmity!

But losing is losing, and maybe there will be a chance to win it back in the future, but today's matter will come to an end after all.

"I lost. Mo Wuxian said loudly, with a faint smile on his face, and it could be seen that he was not in a bad mood.

No one mocked him, but felt that his figure was incomparably tall in the sun.

This is the real gentleman, if he is evil, then he is also a disgusting evil!

The thunderous applause sounded, it was given to the king, and it was also a crown for the loser!

Wang Xuan smiled freely, only to feel that his heart suddenly relaxed, he thought that after this battle, he would get into new trouble, but he didn't expect that not only did he not have trouble, but he also seemed to have made a new friend.

Friend, these two words, as soon as he thought of them, he was extremely happy. (To be continued.) )