The cyan wind fighting spirit exploded, and the two youths started at the same time, and then punched each other.

In the first move, they invariably chose to work hard!

In the midst of the explosion, a hurricane swept up, and the surrounding sand and rocks suddenly flew away. Luo Feng took three or four steps back before he could barely stand firm, while Ah Chang just shook and then stood still.

Luo Feng said strangely: "You are a third-level trainee warrior?"

Ah Chang smiled: "Of course it is, you think I'm a strong man like you." ”

Luo Feng was puzzled: "Since we are at the same level, even the attributes of the fighting spirit are the same, what can you do, your strength is so large and I have so much." ”

"This is your misconception of fighting spirit, is it true that all the wind warriors in the world are exactly the same? Of course not, everyone has their own fighting style and characteristics. This style and characteristics are determined by the training method and one's own personality, resulting in everyone's combat specialties and advantages being different, even if it is a fighting warrior with the same attributes, not everyone will be the same. Ah Chang said, and suddenly slammed a punch on the ground. The earth cracked, smoke and dust burst out, and the cyan fighting spirit blasted the ground mixed with earth and stone into a large pit.

"I'm the best at strength among the wind warriors, and this is inseparable from my experience since I was a child, the inhuman training of the mysterious old man, and even the influence of the muscular male Becca. Another example is Qianhua, the first female master. Ah Chang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Luo Feng with a smile. "Earth-based samurai are good at strength and defense, and speed is their biggest weakness and obstacle, which is almost everyone's consensus. However, Qianhua, a female earth warrior, is completely different, anyone who fights with her knows that she is good at rhythm change and control, and her grasp of the efficiency of combat makes her not slow at all. ”

Luo Feng ignored Ah Chang's teasing, and just thought about the battle between himself and Qianhua. After a while, he nodded very seriously: "Not only is she not slow, but she gives people the feeling that she is very fast." Be in the right place at the right time, it's fast!"

"That's right!" Ah Chang nodded again and again, "The grasp of efficiency and rhythm is the personal fighting style and characteristics of Qianhua, a native samurai. This style and characteristics make her an earth-type samurai who is good at speed, and coupled with the attack and defense that the earth-samurai itself is good at, Qianhua has become a fighter with almost no flaws. She is one of the biggest favourites in the academy tournament and the strongest junior in the academy, which is inseparable from her excellent personal fighting style and characteristics. ”

"The fighting style and characteristics are inimitable instincts that are formed in the heart of every human being. What about you?Ah Feng, what is your fighting style?" Feng Dou Qi exploded, and Ah Chang rushed up. "Fight again!"

Luo Feng didn't have time to think, he caught up again, and the two fought together, fists to the flesh, and there was no mercy at all.

As soon as the war started, Luo Feng was almost only beaten, and Ah Chang's strength made him at a loss. In a punch and kick with similar skills, Luo Feng's strength was suppressed, resulting in a comprehensive suppression.

Gradually, Luo Feng lost the space and room to attack, and under Ah Chang's stormy attack, he could only defend passively.

"That's not going to work, Ah Feng. Is it only this little bit of a level that you have?"

Ah Chang suddenly got together, and a half-moon-shaped afterimage was drawn on his left leg, and he slashed it fiercely.

Luo Feng gritted his teeth and slapped his elbow without showing weakness, wanting to resist Ah Chang's split leg and take advantage of the situation to attack and reverse the unfavorable situation. But the force on Ah Chang's legs was so great that he directly blasted away his elbow blow and kicked Luo Feng in the chest.

Luo Feng was repulsed, and Ah Chang grabbed it and kicked it again.

Luo Feng fell down, and although he dodged Ah Chang's attack, he completely lost the room to fight back. Ah Chang pressed step by step, and the suppression of strength coupled with the combat skills without mistakes allowed him to firmly occupy the absolute upper hand.

Ah Chang smiled, the upcoming victory made him increase his offensive, and the next moment, he was going to defeat Luo Feng.

Luo Feng seems to lose at any time, but he hasn't lost yet!

Suffering from defense, he blocked left and right, as if he would take a heavy blow at any time, and then fall to the ground, but he never did!

Ren Achang's offensive is like a tide, Luo Feng is dodging, just dodging. Although he didn't attack, he was so fast that Ah Chang couldn't beat him.

Gradually, Ah Chang attacked, Luo Feng dodged, and a situation was actually formed! Luo Feng insisted on using his own defense and dodging skills to fight an equal match with Ah Chang.

The more Ah Chang fights, the more weird he becomes, and the more he fights, the more uncomfortable he becomes.

Luo Feng's eyes lit up, he lowered his body suddenly, dodged Ah Chang's fist, and fled behind Ah Chang.

Ah Chang leaned sideways and elbowed back, blocking Luo Feng's dodge space.

Luo Feng didn't dodge! He threw himself into Ah Chang's arms, and hit Ah Chang hard in the left rib with a knee hit.

Ah Chang was hit hard in his left lung, and he suddenly lost his breath, and after being knocked back, he gasped for breath again and again.

Ah Chang covered his left rib and looked at Luo Feng with a strange face.

Luo Feng shrugged his shoulders: "Are you still fighting?"

"Nonsense, come again!"

Ah Chang grabbed it again, but Luo Feng was still fluctuating.

Ah Chang attacked hard, and Luo Feng dodged as best he could. Once Luo Feng fails to dodge, Ah Chang's strength and continuous attacks will immediately defeat Luo Feng. But as long as they are in a state of anxiety with each other, Luo Feng can always find a gap and hit Ah Chang's vital parts in one fell swoop.

In general, the winners and losers are half and half, and the two are indeed on the same level.

"Don't fight, don't fight!" Ah Chang waved his hand in extreme frustration, "What kind of fight are you? ”

Luo Feng smiled: "Didn't you say that you have to comprehend your own personal style and characteristics?"

Ah Chang was shocked: "So fast, it will take at least a few years for a person to establish his own fighting style!"

Luo Feng shook his head and said: "My personal fighting style and characteristics have actually been determined as early as when I was a slave child, and I just stimulated this style. The battle between slaves was a bloody and direct killing, and I hid myself, showed the enemy to be weak, and once I found a flaw in the enemy, I attacked with all my might, and killed in one blow in the most brutal and cruel way! ”

"Counter-attacking and attacking from the back are my style, my speed and dodging are my strengths, and I'm a wind warrior who is good at changing flexes. ”

Ah Chang was dumbfounded, rubbed the place where he was injured, and said depressedly: "It's a very despicable and shameless style, but it's very effective!"

"That's not enough, I need to incorporate the Necromancer's fighting style into my fighting style as well. Luo Feng frowned, "I'm a person who cultivates both magic and martial arts, and my fighting style shouldn't just be a warrior's style. Come on, let's practice a little more. ”

"Excuse me. Ah Chang hurriedly dodged and said loudly. "Let's get back to the point, you better hurry up and practice sprint killing, there's not enough time. ”