And Wu Feng resisted the opponent's initial attack with a very fast "block" style.

Lei Mingden was furious, and shouted violently, "Wild Thunder Whip!", and began to slow down the attack speed and increase the attack force, and the two strong arms immediately turned into steel whips with iron hammers, and slashed towards Wu Feng fiercely.

The sound of the thump of "poof, poof, poof" made everyone's hearts tremble, and everyone could hear the astonishing force from the sound alone.

After all, Wu Feng's current physical strength is only in the realm of a third-level martial artist, and the opponent is above the eighth level, the gap is too big, even if he can dissipate most of the opponent's strength through the most subtle and well-placed move output, he will still be affected by a lot of impact.

The opponent's attack was ruthless, Wu Feng didn't change his moves, and there was actually no move to change, his arms kept changing, "poof~" slammed down with a punch, Wu Feng's arms suddenly stretched out, staggered a grab, a pick, and at the same time offset the opponent's strength with the cushioning force of the arm bend.

This action must not only be extremely fast, but also extremely accurate, because the strength of the opponent's blow is several times that of Wu Feng, and it can only rely on the principle of leverage to achieve four or two thousand catties, which requires that there can be no slightest difference in force and angle.

It must be fast to the extreme, but there can be no slightest difference, and the conditions are extremely harsh.

However, Wu Feng had already practiced each of the three basic styles to perfection through the assistance of the afterimage, so he concentrated on exerting his energy and was able to unload the opponent's strength every time.

The situation on the field was very similar to Hu Peng's one, one side attacked vigorously and was so powerful that it was like a thunderbolt and a rage, but the other side did not retreat a step, like an iron wall. The difference is that Hu Peng was beaten by fat, but Wu Feng only used one move to resist.

The students who watched the battle from the field were not laymen, and they quickly saw Wu Feng's doorway.

"Unexpectedly, he only used the 'blocking' style in the 'basic boxing method to decompose the three styles'. One of the cadets exclaimed.

"Yes, he only used such a basic move, and this move basically didn't have any effect, but he actually stood firm. ”

"His opponent is Lei Ming, one of the thirty masters in the history of the academy, how could he stop him with just such a simple move. ”

"Damn, it's too against the sky, this trick can still be used like this!"

......

The audience was in an uproar, and more and more eyes were on Wu Feng's side.

Ye Xinyun had already seen Wu Feng's tricks, it had always been, blocking, blocking, blocking, every time he blocked, it seemed to be full of dangers, and he was struggling to support.

But every time he can turn danger into a disaster and resist an attack, it can be said to be luck once, but he can do it every time, unless Wu Feng has practiced this trick to the extreme.

However, how could anyone choose to practice such a basic "decomposition three styles" to the extreme?

She couldn't imagine it.

"Teacher Mo, he must be cheating!" Ye Xinyun never believed that someone could block such a powerful attack with a simple decomposition three-way.

Mo Yuling shook her head, although she was not a professional combat teacher, she was also very good at studying combat.

"No, he didn't cheat, if you look closely, you can see that Wu Feng actually uses a different 'block' every time. Mo Yuling stared at Wu Feng tightly.

"The opponent's attack seems to be the same, but in fact, every angle and strength are different, this is very tricky, only with a touch of the same move must not be blocked, Wu Feng 'block' every time according to the opponent's attack and fine-tune, so that you can resist the opposite attack. ”

"Obviously, he has practiced this trick to the extreme, practicing 'blocking' with thousands of tempers, precise control of every movement, more accurate control than textbooks, to achieve this, and I believe he did it. ”

These words made Ye Xinyun's heart tremble, and the people around him who heard Mo Yuling's explanation were also shocked.

There are people who have painstakingly studied the "decomposition of the three styles", it is simply appalling, this has to be perverted and multi-nerves to do, to put it mildly, spitting can hit a move that is more powerful than the "decomposition of the three styles".

The confrontation in the ring continued, despite the thunder of one of the thirty masters of history on the opposite side, despite the constant change of the opposite moves, from a stormy attack to a thunderous punch, or turned into unpredictable leg skills, palm splits, and even headbutts.

Wu Feng is a "block" type that thunder can't beat, his tricks never change, and he doesn't attack, and he is solid as a block, and even later he is more and more handy, so that Lei Ming can't attack at all.

"Drop~"

The command sound of the end of the time was heard, and the wolf-like thunder disappeared in an instant, and only Wu Feng, who was standing silently in the ring, was left.

The corners of the mouth are hooked, revealing white teeth.

Wu Feng's first level resisted the thundering attack with the terrifying "block" style of the three basic styles, which shocked everyone's hearts.

But there are still many people who disdain Wu Feng, after all, no matter how good the basic three styles are, it is also the basic three styles, and the basic three styles are basically powerless, just like a person can do gymnastics to the extreme, but he still can't make any achievements in actual combat, because gymnastics has no power.

Breaking down thirty is no different from gymnastics compared to all kinds of other dazzling moves.

"I didn't expect Wu Feng to be so powerful, and he could really keep it tightly. When Mo Yuling looked at Wu Feng again, there was no longer a sigh, only praise.

Ye Xinyun still couldn't accept it, and hummed disdainfully: "Teacher, what is that, the basic three styles are not a move at all, okay, that thunder will only continue to attack with great force, no matter how hard the hammer is smashed, Wang Bahuo can also block it." When I meet a real master, I see him as vulnerable. ”

Mo Yuling sighed slightly, she knew that Ye Xinyun was arrogant, and she didn't care about her.

And the fight in the first level just now made everyone present interested, staring at Wu Feng to see if they could see any more strange tricks.

After a short pause, the second level begins.

When Wu Feng's opponent in the second level revealed his true face, the audience was in an uproar, because this person turned out to be the silver-haired beauty that Ye Xinyun met for the first time, one of the top ten masters in history.

Ye Xinyun became short of breath and excited, she knew that the strength of this silver-haired beauty, with her own cultivation, she was only able to block it, and she almost flew out, Wu Feng was far worse than herself, and it was impossible to stop it.

And she knew that this silver-haired beauty's tricks were known for their flexibility and attack speed, and they were extremely fast, so she didn't believe that Wu Feng could be faster than her.

Wu Feng saw the silver-haired beauty opposite, his face was still flat, and he was more confident, because he had seen the fight between him and Ye Xinyun and knew her routine.

"Drop"

The system command tone is sounded, and the time recording begins.

"Huh"

Before the voice fell, the silver-haired beauty's body was like a thin light, coming in the blink of an eye, although the speed was fast, but it was like a light silver needle, coming and going, and landing silently.

It was only at the moment when her attack began that her amazing strength was revealed, and her fists slammed down like a torrential rain.