Suddenly, there were many shadows on the test table, and the shadows of the palms were also heavy, and the bright and dark energy swung out at the same time, suddenly enveloping Tao Hong in it.

Tao Hongwei screamed, and passed by Luo Qingyin, only to hear a "tear" sound, and one sleeve was torn off by Luo Qingyin.

"Ahh

After the three moves had passed, Tao Hong suddenly reflexively and swung out the long-awaited weapon...... Fist.

Tao Hong is not strong, but her fists are slightly larger than those of ordinary girls, and her bones are distinct, and everyone in the audience who has been hit by her fists knows what it is like.

Not to mention the panda eyes, there will be physiological tears soaring, the nose is sore, and even the nosebleeds are almost about to erupt......

Summed up in four words, miserable.

The most important thing is that once she makes a move, she will be overwhelming, and she will not give people a chance to breathe.

Luo Qingyin admired Tao Hong's coolness very much, and it just so happened that she also liked the feeling of fists to the flesh, so she simply didn't use weapons, and put aside the formation, with one fist and the other palm, with the dance steps of wearing flowers and phoenixes, face to face with her, and fight high!

The dance steps of the flower phoenix are very light and graceful, once the formation is opened, the posture is as fast and ethereal as a falling flower, and the speed blessed by the gods has increased by 20%, if you really want to hide, even Tao Hong can't catch up with her speed.

On the test table, the two figures, one red and one yellow, are like two beams of light and shadow, staggered changes, palms back and forth, fast and accurate, and they are all completely free of the slightest fancy power collision.

The audience exclaimed: "Tao Hong is a natural strange woman, dare to fight with her, don't die?" ”

Even Tao Hong was a little surprised: "Your fist is good." ”

Luo Qingyin did not answer.

She had no time to breathe.

However, in the face of Tao Hong's toughness, Luo Qingyin did not flinch from beginning to end, and the Xuan Qi of various attributes continued to gush out from the dantian, bringing up gusts of strong wind, approaching Tao Hong's face.

After the waterfall and magma forging body, Luo Qingyin's strength and physical strength are very incomparable.

So, she is not afraid at all!

The students in the audience gasped.

For Luo Qingyin to beat Tao Hong, who ranked fifty-fifth on the list with his fists, they were all dumbfounded, and no matter how much envy and jealousy they had in their hearts, they all turned into fear.

It seems that we will have to stay away from her in the future......

Luo Qingyin's non-dodging and non-dodging posture of fighting back made Tao Hong happier and happier the more he fought.

From childhood to adulthood, very few people are willing to fight with her like a madman, it is rare that Luo Qingyin has the strength and is willing to fight like this, her heart is getting happier and happier, and she can't help but look up to the sky and laugh.

The students in the audience looked at each other.

These two people are going crazy, right?

Tao Hong smiled and smiled, but the momentum of the fist smashing did not slow down by half a point, but the attack became more and more fierce, the fist wind whirred, shaking the Xuan Qi around the body churning, no matter what approached, it would turn into powder in a moment.

The violent explosion of Xuan Qi continued one after another, and the two of them split and merged, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of moves passed.

Luo Qingyin's fist was faintly numb, and he flashed with the Flower Phoenix Dance, temporarily avoiding Tao Hong's oncoming punch, and then stepped lightly, and his body suddenly flashed in front of Tao Hong like a red streamer, clenched his fists, and did not use any fancy moves, just like that, with all his Xuan Qi and strength, he hit the bridge of her nose hard.

Tao Hong likes to hit his eyes when he fights, and if he is hit, he will inevitably have panda eyes.

She likes to hit the bridge of her nose when she fights, and when she is hit, the bridge of her nose will inevitably be crooked.

Mao Dun Literature