At this time, the competition in the hall has quickly reached a white-hot state.

Now that he had torn his face, Liang Ming no longer hid his clumsiness, and slammed his fist at Xiao Yun, and in an instant, the center of the hall was full of the figures of the two of them.

However, of course, Xiao Yun did not confront Liang Ming, but used Ling Xubu to constantly avoid Liang Ming's bombardment.

His speed was too fast, like a ghost, if Liang Ming's movements were still traceable, Xiao Yun was simply like a ghost, coming and going, extremely fast.

And after each dodge, Xiao Yun pointed at Liang Ming, at first he only used his index finger, and it didn't take long for him to use ten fingers in a row, and the thunderbolt finger was more and more flexible.

Xiao Yun seemed to be practicing thunderbolt fingering with Liang Ming.

He Shangshu was secretly surprised when he watched from the sidelines.

What surprised him was not Liang Ming's all-out attack, if Xiao Yun didn't dodge the past carelessly, even if he didn't die, at least he would be seriously injured, what surprised him was Xiao Yun's pace.

After entering the drunkard realm, the speed of the drinker will naturally increase, but in He Shangshu's impression, he has never seen anyone who can have Xiao Yun's speed.

Xiao Yun seemed thrilling to dodge, but until now, Liang Ming hadn't even touched Xiao Yun with a piece of clothing, which was simply incredible.

What kind of drinking technique is this?

He Shangshu was very sure that there was absolutely no such wine technique in the tasting room, he immediately thought that Huo Jie and Xiao Yun were senior brothers, and couldn't help but think: "Could it be that his previous master taught him? But he is only in the drunkard realm, even if this wine skill is at the level of Shattering Heaven, with his current drinking power, it is impossible to have such a fast speed?"

He had a feeling that Xiao Yun had never been able to use his full strength to display this strange step drinking technique.

He Shangshu still has this feeling as a bystander, and Liang Ming, who is in the game, is even more bitter and unspeakable.

After a few failed punches, Liang Ming immediately improved his body technique and ran part of his drinking power to the soles of his feet, but to his surprise, no matter how hard he used his body technique, he still couldn't catch up with Xiao Yun.

Sometimes it looks like it's about to be caught, but Xiao Yun's speed suddenly increases, not to mention hitting, he can't even hit it.

And Xiao Yun's finger wind after each dodge became more and more tricky, shooting at himself from various angles, and every time his finger force was aimed at his lower belly wine sea without exception, which made Liang Ming have to save himself, after all, if he was hit, even if his wine sea was not abolished, he would immediately lose his combat power.

In this way, although Liang Ming's offensive was fierce, it was not smooth, and he was forced to stop every time.

In this case, more than 100 moves have passed, and Liang Ming's heart has been extremely hot.

"If you find your own death, you'll blame me!"

After another punch missed, Liang Ming's face was already extremely pale, he suddenly paused, and stared at Xiao Yun with a gloomy face, "Next, I'll let you see my Liang family's icicle skill!"

Xiao Yun smiled faintly, as if he hadn't heard it at all, and reached out and pointed at Liang Ming's lower abdomen.

Seeing Xiao Yun's uncaring attitude, Liang Mingqi's face turned pale, he crossed his arms, and his fists were protected in front of his lower abdomen, just to resist the incoming finger force.

At the same time, Liang Ming's body slammed into a bow, and a layer of misty white qi suddenly appeared on his fists.

As soon as this white qi appeared, Xiao Yun immediately felt a coldness, as if the temperature around him had suddenly dropped.

There was a slight "click" sound, as if something was frozen.

Xiao Yun followed the sound and saw that a layer of white ice was suddenly covered with Liang Ming's fists.

In an instant, Liang Ming's two fists seemed to have been carved out of ice, while his wrists and arms were still of an ordinary complexion, which looked extremely weird.

Liang Ming's expression became extremely hideous, staring at Xiao Yun like a beast.

"You're crazy!"

At this time, He Shangshu suddenly stood up suddenly, pointed at Liang Ming, and shouted, "You are only a drunkard in the third stage, and you dare to use the icicle skill, are you not afraid of being counterattacked?"

Liang Ming turned a deaf ear and just stared at Xiao Yun fiercely.

At this time, his two fists had become almost completely transparent, and a trace of cold air continued to emerge from them.

Suddenly, Liang Ming rushed towards Xiao Yun and threw a punch.

Although Xiao Yun didn't know what kind of drinking skill the icicle gong was, when he heard He Shangshu's exclamation, he was already secretly on guard in his heart, and at this time, when he saw Liang Ming attacking again, his figure flashed and he wanted to dodge again.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his body moved, Xiao Yun felt a strong chill attacking, penetrating directly into his skin, and his speed couldn't help but pause.

Fortunately, Xiao Yun had already taken precautions, and the drunkenness that ran to the soles of his feet was enough, and he narrowly avoided Liang Ming's punch.

Xiao Yun's face changed slightly, he snorted coldly, and stretched out his hand to point again.

Who knew that this time Liang Ming didn't pay attention at all, just stretched out his left hand in front of his lower abdomen, and with a "ding" sound, he blocked his fingers, and his ice-like left hand didn't even leave a white mark.

"I think you're still going to run away now?" Liang Ming glanced down, sneered, and stepped forward without pause.

Xiao Yun smiled coldly, his body expanded, and he immediately dodged again, this time his right index finger and middle finger were connected and popped out, and two finger forces, one hit Liang Ming's right eye, and the other hit Liang Ming's lower abdomen as before.

Liang Ming's speed did not decrease, and his left and right hands stretched out in front of his eyes and lower abdomen respectively, and he effortlessly blocked the two fingers.

In this way, Xiao Yun's thunderbolt finger could no longer interfere with Liang Ming, and soon, under Liang Ming's desperate pursuit, Xiao Yun was just dodging again and again, and no longer used the thunderbolt finger.

It's not that Xiao Yun has no time to use it, but even if he does, it can't be effective.

For a while, the two of them went back and forth just now, and immediately became one-sided, and Liang Ming was chasing Xiao Yun and bombarding.

"I see how long you can escape?" Liang Ming said with a distorted face.

After getting used to the chill in Liang Ming's fist wind, Xiao Yun's figure had become orderly again, but now that he could no longer use Liang Ming to practice thunderbolt fingering, Xiao Yun no longer had the heart to continue to fight with Liang Ming.

"I'm not playing with you anymore. ”

Xiao Yun smiled faintly, his body suddenly accelerated, ghostly dodging Liang Ming's punch, Huo Di turned around, and his index finger repeated the same trick to pop a finger force into Liang Ming's eyes, and at the same time, he suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a white gas two fingers thick.

Liang Ming's face was full of mockery, and his left hand immediately blocked the finger force, and his right hand blocked the front of his lower abdomen.

"The power of wine in the mouth," Liang Ming sneered, "This is the smell of wine."

Before he finished speaking, Liang Ming's face suddenly changed wildly, as if he had been hit by a huge force that was irresistible, and he flew backwards with a scream.

flew straight out two feet away, and Liang Mingcai fell heavily to the ground.

He didn't look at Xiao Yun, but immediately looked down with a shocked face.

I saw that in the center of the back of his ice-cube-like right hand, a small hole two fingers thick had been pierced, and at the edge of the small hole, spider-like cracks were constantly appearing, extending around the palm.

It looked like the ice was about to break.

Soon, spider-silk cracks were already covering Liang Ming's entire right palm, and the subtle cracking sound of "click" began to sound continuously, only to see tiny white "ice cubes" falling from his right palm, and then his right palm suddenly returned to its original state.

However, at this time, Liang Ming's right palm was no longer intact, the palm was pierced, and blood gushed out, instantly staining his sleeve red.

"Ahh

He Shangshu was stunned as he watched from the sidelines.

He looked at Liang Ming's right palm, which was constantly dripping blood, and then looked at Xiao Yun in a daze: "You can actually break the Ice Pick Gong?"

"You!" Liang Ming's face turned pale, he held his seriously injured right hand and looked at Xiao Yun in horror.

His gaze was even greater than He Shangshu's, all with a look of disbelief.

Xiao Yun was expressionless, and this kind of ending was within his expectations.

That mouthful of white gas was naturally Xiao Yun's drunkenness spewed out with the Rotten God Technique, he didn't show mercy, the drunkenness that spewed out was enough to be as drunk as the fourth stage of the Drunkard Realm, such a strong drunkenness was taken by Liang Ming unsuspectingly, not only immediately penetrated Liang Ming's right hand, but also the corrosiveness in it immediately attached to it, melting all the ice layers transformed by the Ice Pick Gong.

After starting a life-and-death struggle with Liang Ming, Xiao Yun thought at that time that if he wanted to defeat Liang Ming, he could only use the Rotten God Trick in the end.

Because Ling Xubu can only be used to dodge, and has no effect of attacking, and out of the Rotten God Technique, the only drinking skill he can use is the Thunderbolt Finger, and obviously the Thunderbolt Finger cannot defeat Liang Ming.

Then you can only use the rotten magic trick.

And with the power of the Rotten God Technique, coupled with the drunkenness contained in Xiao Yun's current abdominal beads, not to mention Liang Ming, even if Huo Jie from the Liquor Realm came in person, he didn't dare to accept it all.

Liang Ming actually allowed that drunken power to touch his right hand, it was really self-inflicted.