"Since there is no objection, I now declare..."

Chu Qi raised his knuckled white palm high, and then fell suddenly: "The game is on!" ”

'Woo-''Woo-'Woo-'

Without Jiang Yifan's reminder, the moment the Bronze Snake began to fight again, it opened its mouth and released its best 'Golden Needle Thorn', which directly attacked Han Feng's key points.

"No.!"

The cold kite's eyes lit up, and it quickly flapped its wings and flew forward, and at the same time, several ice-blue light marks appeared on its wings, and countless small white cold qi slowly flowed out from between the feathers.

'Qiang-''Qiang-'

I saw that it quickly flew back and several golden needles that hit Han Feng, and they were all blocked.

And those golden needles that have been knocked to the ground, if you look closely, you will find that they reflect the brilliance of the sunlight.

But it's not the luster of metal, it's the thin layer of frost that condenses on it!

[Ice Skill, Frost Wing!] 】

[Attaches ice energy to the wings to attack, and at the moment of physical contact, releases cold air, causing frostbite or sluggishness to opponents.] 】

"The opponent's demon power control is very accurate..."

Looking at the golden needles on the ground that were covered with frost, Jiang Yifan secretly commented in his heart.

In the face of such a tiny volume of the golden needle, and the contact time is only a moment, if you want to successfully condense the frost on it, the control of the precision of the demonic power is extremely harsh!

Judging the strength of a demon envoy, often from these subtleties, it is enough to see its true chapter.

"Use 'Wind Rush' to attack closely."

Han Feng withdrew his gaze from the wings of the cold kite, and gave the command with a slightly solemn look, but his tone still did not fluctuate.

Jiang Yifan was able to discover the meticulousness of the use of skills by using the cold kite through the frost on the golden needle.

Naturally, he was also able to perceive the ferocity of the snake master's attack through the damage to the feathers caused by the attack just now, which had obviously far exceeded the limit that a C-class demon spirit should have.

"No.—"

Feeling that his own demon envoy didn't seem to be satisfied with the confrontation just now, the fighting spirit of the cold kite roared even higher, and then his figure quickly jumped out.

Halfway through, a gust of wind suddenly erupted at its tail feathers, and then, as if it had a thruster installed, its speed suddenly skyrocketed.

[Wind Skill, Wind Burst!] 】

[In the process of sprinting and attacking, use the wind energy to speed up again, and complete the fast attack when the opponent is caught off guard.] 】

"Phew!"

Facing the bird's claws that attacked Jiang Yifan, the bronze snake jumped up to block without hesitation, and at the same time, the scales on its body also stood up one after another.

[Gold skills, scales! ] 】

[Covering the scales with gold energy to make them hard and sharp, when facing melee attacks, it is not only a defense, but also a counterattack against the opponent.] 】

'Bang-'

A snake and a kite collided violently in the air, but instead of separating, they were entangled together.

The bronze serpent tried to wrap around it, then used its erect hard scales to complete the strangulation.

The cold kite, on the other hand, struggled with its wings and scratched the weaker belly of the bronze snake with its sharp claws, gambling that it would be able to inflict heavy damage on it before it was completely entangled.

Just when these two demon spirits were dragging each other to each other, Jiang Yifan and Han Feng, the two demon envoys, also met their eyes...

The winning or losing condition of a martial fight is not to defeat the enemy demon spirit, but to defeat the enemy demon envoy - even if the demon envoy personally steps forward to fight hand-to-hand!

"During the two months of summer vacation, I wasn't beaten for nothing..."

Jiang Yifan clenched his fists confidently and ran quickly towards Han Feng.

He had already calculated, and in the morning, he was from the search bureau after doing morning exercises, and then he competed with Han Feng on the bicycle.

However, when his physical strength was not fully recovered, Han Feng was not able to surpass him, which shows that he is completely victorious in terms of physical strength.

And sufficient physical strength must be the foundation of martial arts, so even if this Han Feng can do it twice, it must not be strong!

So as long as you get close to Bang Bang Bang two punches, then you can win...

'Woo-'

Without waiting for Jiang Yifan to finish his smugness in his heart, he saw Han Feng directly raise his hand and release an ice pick towards him.

[Psychic Skill, Demon Power Sharing, Ice Pick!] 】

[By sharing the demonic power in the demon spirit's body, you can release your skills!] 】

"I'll go!"

Jiang Yifan hurriedly turned sideways and narrowly avoided the attack.

Gan! Why is this still a mage!?

Although he also has 'psychic skills and physique sharing', he has always been used as a physical power bank for the snake master, and he has never really used it in battle.

Over time, he even forgot the meaning of the existence of psychic skills, which was to help the demon envoy protect himself during battle.

"Isn't it inevitable that a warrior will lose against a mage? Sure enough, these geniuses are not human..."

Seeing Jiang Yifan dodge in embarrassment under the attack of the icicle, Jin Yuanbao muttered angrily.

"It's not that there is no chance at all, after all, Senior Brother Han's cold kite is not of high level, and it is impossible to share too much demonic power to squander."

Lei Yao hugged his arms and commented on the situation politely, "But Senior Brother Jiang's red bronze snake is too good to cultivate, if you can defeat that cold kite alone, it is not without a chance to win, but unfortunately the chance is still a little slim, after all, that cold kite is not bad." ”

"Hmm... Couldn't Ah Fan slowly exhaust his blue and then blow the hammer to win? ”

Jin Yuanbao pondered for a moment and asked puzzledly.

"Senior Brother Han is not stupid, he must have thought of this."

Lei Yao shrugged his shoulders as a matter of course, very confident in Han Feng.

Sure enough, not long after this sentence was finished, Han Feng no longer used the form of throwing ice picks to hinder Jiang Yifan's close-range attack.

Instead, he held the icicle in his hand and made it grow longer and longer...

The more it condenses, the longer it gets...

Soon, an ice spear appeared in his hand.

Originally, he thought that Han Fenglan was exhausted, and Jiang Yifan, who was going to get close to the combination boxing, couldn't help but tremble with anger after seeing the glowing tip of the spear pointing at him from afar:

"You're playing !!"

"Legal compliance."

The corners of Han Feng's mouth had a rare upward arc, and after holding a clean spear flower in his hand, he stabbed at Jiang Yifan fiercely.

As the saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is strong, and Jiang Yifan, who was bare-handed, was already at a disadvantage in the face of the bright tip of the gun.

But every move and style played by this Korean style has a clear eye, and it is obvious that he has been immersed in this road for many years, far better than Jiang Yifan, who has just practiced boxing for two months.

As soon as the spear is used, it is as if it has changed a person, and each attack is directed at the key point, and all the defenses are impermeable, quite the momentum of an ancient military general.

The extremely fast reversal at both ends of the attack and defense made Jiang Yifan only dodge in a hurry, and the two chased and fled, only to run around the field.

But suddenly at a certain moment.

Jiang Yifan, who was still dodging in embarrassment last second, suddenly stood up.

In the face of Han Feng's spear tip stabbing at the throat, not only did he not dodge or dodge, but he didn't even blink his eyes, and the calmness on his face was almost the same as before.

Such a change is only because of his afterglow...

I saw that figure coming!