Wang Siyu won the true biography of Gu Wuliu's 'Seven Xuanzhang'.

He is extremely confident in his palms.

"In that case, please."

No more nonsense.

Wang Siyu's face became solemn.

The orange-red star power light burst out, and the whole person set off was like a god king who came with a mountain fire, powerful and majestic.

He slowly stretched his hands forward, one in front of the other, palms facing outward.

The rich starlight condensed, and in front of him, two crimson flowing flame giant palms were formed one after the other, as if they were the hands of gods from another world.

Powerful coercion flowed in an instant.

Li Xiaofei's face was pale.

Sure enough, there is no vanity under the fame.

Not to mention anything else, just Wang Siyu's palm style brings him more pressure than others.

Even Xiong Zhigang that day, under the explosion of strength, the solemnity and calmness of the star power Qi seemed to be inferior to the soul of the red leaves in front of him.

Li Xiaofei was not willing to slack off.

Burst of power.

The pale golden star power qi diffused out, turning into a pale golden dragon shadow, whistling and spinning, making his whole person look like the god of war with a golden dragon body.

The golden light illuminated his young and handsome face.

"Oh? Li Xiaofei also looks like he has made a breakthrough. ”

"No, maybe that's his real strength."

"Golden Dragon Shadow, what kind of exercise is that? Haven't seen it before. ”

"It looks pretty cool."

"Could it be that this is Li Xiaofei's real strength?"

Countless people exclaimed.

Many professionals have realized that today's Li Xiaofei is also sharp.

It may show his style of play and combat power that he has never shown before.

"Not bad."

As an opponent, Wang Siyu also admired.

Li Xiaofei's momentum far exceeded the analysis of the coaches during the pre-game preparation.

Powerful and majestic.

It doesn't seem to be a Qi cultivation realm.

"As your senior, it's the home field again, I'll let you strike first."

Wang Siyu also praised Li Xiaofei and said with a smile: "I won't bully you, I can suppress the cultivation realm at the tenth Qi level, and give you the opportunity to display your skills and fight fairly." ”

The gentleman's style is fully displayed.

"Not necessarily."

Li Xiaofei said: "The road of martial arts, the master is the first, and only by fighting hard can we get a glimpse of the mystery...... Pick up! ”

After saying that, shoot directly.

The left leg is slightly bent, the right arm is bent inward, and the right palm is drawn in a circle and swept outward.

Eighteen palms of the dragon.

Kang Long has regrets.

"Roar!"

A dragon roared and shattered the sky.

The gilded dragon shadow accompanied Li Xiaofei's palm and roared out.

Mixed with the strength of the palm, he slammed into Wang Siyu with his teeth and claws.

This is the first time that the Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon have appeared in the dust.

Wang Siyu suddenly felt the pressure double, the strong wind was blowing in his face, and it was like an ancient sacred mountain collapsing and smashing in front of him.

He curled his arms, then slammed them out.

Seven Xuan Palms.

The first type: Seven Nights of Immortality.

The huge flowing flame palm burst out of the air and blasted towards the shadow of the golden dragon on the opposite side.

Boom Boom!

Palm strength is in the air.

The energy visible to the naked eye exploded through the air, forming layers upon layers of turbulent waves that spread in all directions.

Bang.

Four palms intersect.

The two of them shook in unison.

coincidentally, they chose to bear the other party's palm force.

In their hearts, they secretly praised.

Li Xiaofei has to admit that these superstars in the league are definitely really strong.

Actually, it's normal to think about it.

This kind of long and complicated cycle elimination event cannot be filled by Mr. Nan Guo.

Wang Siyu's strength is undoubtedly the top-notch level among the leaders.

And Wang Siyu was also shocked by Li Xiaofei's fierce and unparalleled palm power.

He is good at palming, so he naturally knows the horror of such a palm.

With the cultivation of breaking the shackle realm, he urged the Seven Xuanzhang, but he could only barely achieve an equal relationship with Li Xiaofei.

This made Wang Siyu instantly realize that the other party's palm skills were superior to his own.

At this moment, he put away all his petty thoughts.

"Flails."

In the sound of clear cheers, two dazzling lights bloomed inside Wang Siyu's left and right palms, as if the bones under the muscles were blooming.

Break the flail, break the second order.

His broken hands were in flail.

The shackles were untied, and the strength of his palm suddenly doubled.

"Again."

Wang Siyu drank heavily.

The second move of the Seven Xuan Palms, the Seven Nine Alone.

Li Xiaofei's fighting spirit skyrocketed.

He also let out a loud shout, squatted slightly, stabilized his center of gravity, and pushed forward with both palms in unison.

This is the fifth of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending.

Shocked.

As he pushed his palms flat, the powerful Star Power Qi turned into two golden dragons and roared, fangs and claws wrapped around his arms, and flew out with a wild appetite for devouring forward.

Rumble~!

The two palms intersected again.

The deafening explosion formed a wave of sound and air visible to the naked eye.

The air flow swept out in circles and layers, radiating outward frantically.

Wang Siyu's figure shook slightly, took a step back, and unloaded the force of the impact.

Li Xiaofei's figure flickered, but he actually fell forward and took a step.

This is the characteristic power of the Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon.

No matter how strong the enemy is and how crazy his strength is, after being hit, he will fall forward, not backwards.

In the book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", Hong Qigong, the master of the palm technique, has such characteristics because he has a strong internal force and a bold personality.

Later, 'Beixia' Guo Jing got the true biography of Hong Qigong, and when he fought with Ouyang Feng, he was wrestled by the other party with skill, but when he saw Guo Jing should have fallen backwards, he turned forward twice and dissolved the power of the western poison.

The eighteen palms of the dragon descending are the strongest palms of the whole world.

Fierce and unmatched.

The personality of those who practice this set of palm techniques will also be affected by it, and they will become jealous and hateful, and they will be upright.

"I didn't expect that the strongest power of [Boxing Tyrant] turned out to be the palm technique."

Wang Siyu became excited, and there seemed to be a flame burning in his eyes: "You made me feel the excitement I haven't seen for a long time, Li Xiaofei, Hongqi High School got you, it is definitely the most memorable stroke in the history of their school." ”

Li Xiaofei's body was shocked.

Brush brush brush.

The clothes on the upper body were instantly shattered into crumbs, like butterflies.

A body of perfect muscles with bulging lines and well-defined blocks is instantly exposed to the lens.

This body of muscles, like a knife and axe, is perfect to the extreme.

Off-site.

Countless female fans who saw this scene suddenly screamed in unison.

"Ah, he copied me, he copied me."

Bai Longfei suddenly shouted: "Is there anyone in charge?" ”

What a stinky and shameless guy.

actually copied my original long-famous way of pretending to be torn and leaking.

Now my female fans are going to be hooked away a lot by him again.

But Fang Budo and the others did not respond to him.

The rest of the school team stared blankly at the big screen.

Everyone only felt their blood boiling and their fighting spirit was high.

Li Xiaofei's strength and heroism have a strong appeal, and through the live broadcast camera, they are completely infected.

Even many commentators and anchors let out an excited wolf howl.

in the arena.

"You're not bad, you deserve to be famous on the Internet."

Li Xiaofei was surrounded by golden flames, and his whole body was full of spirit: "It's also worthy of the first time I have performed such a palm technique." ”

The martial idiot's fighting spirit was ignited.

The blood is burning wildly.

Li Xiaofei jumped up in the air and laughed: "Classmate Wang, you and I will kill you and me today...... Try it again. ”

He struck high, and his palm was vigorous.

In an instant, dozens of golden dragon phantoms walked around his body, and then he roared and roared towards Wang Siyu.

Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending Dragon: The Flying Dragon is in the Sky!

Wang Siyu's face was solemn and he shouted.

I saw that the ankle of his left foot hit the ground with a bang, and then a dazzling aura burst out from that position, like a round of too small yang, blooming with a scorching divine radiance.

Foot shackles......

Relieve!

Broken Realm.

The third shackle was broken.

Break the third order!

The audience exclaimed.

At the end of the league last year, Wang Siyu was the strength to break through the flail realm.

It's already amazing.

Many people speculate that this Red Leaf Soul should be stronger this year.

The second-order cultivation he had shown before was in line with most people's guesses.

But no one thought that Wang Siyu was not a second-order breaker.

Instead, he broke two shackles in a row and directly advanced to the third order.

That's a huge chasm.

Li Xiaofei is doomed.