Offense is the best defense.

Han Fei naturally understands this truth.

However, when facing actual combat, victory or defeat is often not determined by theory.

Pang Tong's figure is not strong, and his height is only about 1.7 meters, but he is dancing with a long stick, but he gives people a sense of heaviness like a mountain.

The distance between the two was only half a meter.

The strong wind brought by the dancing long stick slashed on Han Fei's skin like a sharp knife, although it did not cause blood, it also made Han Fei feel quite painful.

The reason why Han Fei didn't choose to use "Crane Body" to temporarily avoid the edge is because he knows very well in his heart where the advantages and disadvantages of the weapon of the stick are.

Buddhism has a stick monk.

The stick monk is also a type of dervishe.

Most of the martial artists who are good at using sticks are willing to endure hardships, and their physical skills are often much better than those who use other weapons.

Somatism, as the name suggests, is the art of using the body.

Including body technique, fist strength, leg skills and body flexibility, etc., all belong to the category of physical arts.

Pang Tong's talent is excellent, but he chose a seemingly clumsy stick as a weapon, it is conceivable that his attainments in body skills will definitely not be much worse than Han Fei, or even surpass Han Fei.

It is never the wisest thing to deal with a martial artist with superb physical skills and avoid the edge for a while.

That will only weaken your own momentum and cheer up your opponents.

However, without a general understanding of Pang Tong's strength, Han Fei couldn't attack rashly, so he chose to defend in the first place.

Bang!

The long stick swept down on Han Fei's right arm, weighing a thousand catties, causing Han Fei's body to involuntarily take a few steps backwards.

The swelling sensation in his arm slowed his sideways movements.

In the time of this breath, the long stick in Pang Tong's hand rammed his right arm three times in a row.

Every time a blow lands, the force is a point greater.

"It seems that this kid is nothing more than that, I thought he was very capable. Someone in the audience said loudly.

"After all, his talent is too mediocre, and it is already very unexpected to be able to kill the little young master of the Bai family, once he encounters a truly powerful opponent, of course, he can only be beaten passively. Someone chimed in.

Of course, there are also people who disagree, believing that it is difficult to say whether the winner will be won or lost until the last minute.

However, there are only a few people who hold this view, and most people still firmly believe that it is only a matter of time before Han Fei loses the battle.

Scuffle on the table.

Wei Fu smiled and said to Wei Ning beside him: "This kid is not bad in style, but now that he has met a nemesis, the result will definitely be defeated." ”

Wei Ning didn't speak, just smiled and nodded in response.

Meng Changfeng's Danfeng eyes narrowed into a fox again.

After glancing at Wei Fu like an idiot, he mocked: "Brother Wei, this time, if your judgment is still wrong, you will really slap yourself in the face twice in a row in front of everyone." ”

Before, when Han Fei and Bai Linfeng were entangled together, Wei Fu had already released his words in advance, saying that Han Fei could not last more than two minutes in Bai Linfeng's hands.

As it turned out, his judgment was completely wrong.

Now, when Han Fei was fighting with others, he once again insulted him, if his words were contrary to the result of the battle again, wouldn't it be another slap in the face.

"The surname Meng, I'll give you three points of color, you really kick your nose in the face, there is a kind of fight between the two of us now, whoever loses is a grandson!" Wei Fu said with an unkind face.

"Why are you talking so rudely, don't continue to maintain your image of a hypocrite?" Meng Changfeng continued to smile indifferently, "We definitely want to fight, but not now, why don't we make a bet before we fight?"

Wei Fu pursed his lips and said in a deep voice: "You fox, what do you want to fight?"

"I like the name fox. Meng Changfeng said, "What idea can I have, I just think that it is not interesting to fight like this, so I want to have some fun for everyone." ”

Wei Fu glanced at Wei Ning beside him, and then hesitated for a moment before he said, "What are you betting on?"

"Just bet on the outcome of those two people. Meng Changfeng casually pointed to Han Fei and Pang Tong, who were still hot, and said.

As soon as these words came out, even Ke Yitan, who was slightly closed and pretended to be asleep, opened his eyes with interest.

"How do you bet?" asked Wei Fu.

"I'm betting on that kid, it seems to be called Han Fei, I'm betting on that kid to win. Meng Changfeng said directly.

Hearing this, Wei Fu hooked the corners of his mouth and asked with a wicked smile: "Okay, then I'll bet on the winner of the stick, what about the bet?"

"The bet"

Meng Changfeng reached out and touched his chin, and after pursing his lips again, he asked instead of answering, "Whoever loses, who will slap himself in front of everyone, how about it?"

When Wei Fu heard this, his brows furrowed involuntarily, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Why? Don't you dare to bet?" Meng Changfeng shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "It's really boring, just forget if you don't bet." ”

Wei Fu glanced at Wei Ning beside him again, and saw that her expression was not abnormal, so he said: "Bet on it, I don't dare to do anything, it must be you who loses anyway." ”

"Okay!

Meng Changfeng clapped his hands and said, "Then, the other three who are idle on the field should be witnesses!"

Hearing this, Wei Ning didn't say anything, but Ke Yitan crossed his arms and nodded, to the surprise of several people, Yuan Yezi actually spoke.

"Good. ”

There was only one word, but it was the first time she had spoken since she came on the court.

Of course, Han Fei didn't know this.

At this moment, he was suffering from Pang Tong's thunderous stick blow.

Pang Tong's attack was not only fast, but also amazingly powerful, leaving blood marks on Han Fei's bare skin.

"If you go on like this, you don't have the slightest chance of winning. ”

The long stick in Pang Tong's hand didn't have any intention of stopping, and he said, "I admit that your physical fitness is good, and your ability to resist attacks has exceeded my estimates, but my strength is only fifty percent, if you still keep defending like this and not attacking, I will immediately give you a full blow and end this meaningless battle between us!"

"Fifty percent?" Han Fei received another blow on his left arm, but he muttered to himself.

"The current strength is two thousand three hundred catties, if it is only fifty percent, the full force should be able to reach nearly five thousand catties, this strength should still be within my bearing. ”

If someone heard Han Fei's muttering at this moment, they would definitely laugh and scold him for being a madman.

Five thousand catties is already quite terrifying for a martial artist with a five-fold forging body, but Han Fei, who has only cultivated a three-fold forging body, said that such strength is still within his bearing, this is not crazy talk.

However, no one knew that with the Transformation Power Realm of the Law of Devouring, Han Fei had absorbed the power of the gold and silver snake for more than a hundred years, and that strength was unimaginable for a martial artist in the forging stage.

"Come on, you've been waiting for a long time for your so-called all-out blow. Han Fei said while defending against Pang Tong's stick attack.

The moment a warrior exerts his full strength, all the indicators of his body will be affected, whether it is speed or flexibility, he will be weakened.

In the face of an all-round martial artist like Pang Tong, what Han Fei needed most was such a moment.

As long as he grasps such a moment, Han Fei believes that he can reverse the decline and turn defeat into victory in one fell swoop!

"Are you sure?" Pang Tong's face showed a surprised expression, "I can tell you very bluntly that my strongest strength is close to five thousand catties!"

"Come on!" replied Han Fei without any hesitation.

"Good!"

Pang Tong really didn't expect that after Han Fei knew his strongest strength, he was still ready to fight him in strength.

"As you wish!"

When the sound fell, he stopped the long stick that was rapidly spinning in his hand, and then in the next second, with a thunderous momentum, it slashed towards Han Fei's right shoulder.

The speed is so fast that Han Fei has only seen it so far.

The power is so great, and it is also the only thing that Han Fei has seen so far.

However, Han Fei gritted his teeth, stretched out his right arm in the midst of everyone's dumbfounding, and stepped forward defensively!

Defense again!

In the face of Pang Tong's strongest blow, Han Fei still chose to defend with his right arm!

It's a pebble hitting a stone!

Everyone seemed to have seen the scene of Han Fei's entire arm being smashed by Pang Tong's long stick.

The corners of Wei Fu's mouth had already been raised, and he glanced at Meng Changfeng contemptuously, with a provocative look in his eyes.

Meng Changfeng's eyes were finally no longer in the shape of a crescent moon, and there seemed to be a swaying aura in his eyes.

Yuan Yezi raised her head for the first time, her black and shiny pupils revealing a breathtaking coldness.

bang

Pang Tong's long stick collided with Han Fei's right arm.

A loud tremor rang out, muffling the sound of bones shattering.

"This kid is really looking for death. ”

Everyone gasped and said secretly.

Boom!

What the?!

Then, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

Han Fei actually stretched out his left hand at the moment when the long stick hit his right arm, turned his five fingers into claws, instantly turned defense into offense, grabbed the long stick, and then decisively borrowed his strength to drag Pang Tong at the other end of the long stick and hit him.

If it's just like this, it's nothing, the point is that Pang Tong, who used all his strength, didn't have time to retract his strength at all, so he could only let his body crash towards Han Fei, and then, when his body was about to collide with Han Fei, a claw with a black mist dangled in front of his eyes and landed on his back.

Tear and pull!

Pang Tong felt that his entire back was torn in half along his spine.

What's even more terrifying is that the force that tore him apart is far more than 5,000 catties!