The palm just now made Mu Feng realize that the butterfly flower palm is also an extremely ingenious palm technique, avoiding the real and the virtual, and the virtual with the real, which has the same effect as the willow-shaped fist, but it is far lighter and dexterous than the willow-shaped fist. In terms of rank, the former is also two levels higher than the latter.

Although he put away his contempt, Mu Feng still didn't use the Burning Flame Fist, after all, there was a girl on the other side, and the Burning Flame Fist was too powerful, and he couldn't control the sense of proportion, in case he accidentally hurt the other party, the consequences would be a little unimaginable.

"Butterfly palms, butterfly dancing flowers!"

Seeing Mu Feng standing still, the girl in the yellow shirt didn't know what she was thinking in her head, and she couldn't hold it back, and a pair of jade palms with a sharp palm wind struck him in the chest.

"Willow fist, catkins all over the sky!"

Seeing this, Mu Feng stretched his arms, his fists danced like wicker, and the shadow of his fist was like a raised catkins in the sky.

The fists and palms are connected, the figures are staggered, and the fight is also relatively intense.

However, Mu Feng was a little timid, and the martial arts level he used was two levels lower than that of the other party, so he was instantly at a disadvantage. If it weren't for the fierce and domineering Yanyang hegemony, he would have been split off the competition platform by the girl in the yellow shirt with one palm.

Mu Hanyu, who was in the arena, saw this scene, and a smile appeared on his cold face. She saw that Mu Feng was a little unable to show her fists and feet, and she was forced by Mu Hanqing to be in a hurry for a while.

"Okay!" A group of teenagers in the audience cheered for the girl in the yellow shirt, and they almost had to wave the cheering flag!

Mu Chuandao looked at the girl in the yellow shirt, and said to the middle-aged bald man with a smile: "Chengzhong, it seems that Qing'er's cultivation has improved again, and it is no worse than Yu'er." ”

The middle-aged bald man also said with a smile: "Uncle Dao, although this girl has good talent, she neglects to cultivate, and she has been rude and willful since she was a child, so I am afraid it will be difficult to find her in-laws in the future." ”

"Look at the group of teenagers in the audience, who is not Qing'er's followers, I'm afraid I won't find my mother-in-law's family. Mu preplicated with a smile.

The red-faced old man still didn't say a word, didn't say a word, put on an old face, and set his eyes on another martial arts platform, a young man in black was fighting with another outstanding disciple in the clan, but anyone could see that the young man in black had an absolute advantage, and it was only a matter of time before he won.

Looking at the figure of the black-clothed young man, a smile finally appeared on the face of the red-faced old man.

After losing his son that year, he has been depressed. Later, under the advocacy of the patriarch, Mu Sheng was succeeded to himself as his grandson. Since then, he has poured all his heart and soul into his grandson. And Mu Sheng did not live up to his expectations, showing extraordinary talent and qualifications among the younger generation of the clan.

However, when the red-faced old man set his eyes on Mu Feng again, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and the cold glint flashed in his eyes.

On the competition platform, Mu Feng and the girl in the yellow shirt fought more than 20 moves, and Mu Feng was beaten backwards by the girl in the yellow shirt, and he was almost on the edge of the competition platform.

However, under the great advantage, the girl in the yellow shirt stood up, which surprised everyone.

"Who told you to let me? The girl in the yellow shirt was a little annoyed and said coquettishly.

Mu Feng smiled bitterly, this woman, whether it was in her previous life or in this life, was a big trouble. It's not that I'm afraid of hurting the girl in the yellow shirt, so I haven't used all my strength, but I don't expect to be scolded too.

"Are you really sure I'm going to use all my strength?" Mu Feng still felt from the fight just now that the strength of the girl in the yellow shirt was still slightly lower than Mu Li, if she used the Flame Fist, it would not be difficult to win!

"I don't want you to let me, or people will say that I can't win. The girl in the yellow shirt stomped her foot angrily.

"Why are the children of the big family so arrogant. Mu Feng muttered, smiled helplessly, and said, "Okay, then I'm going to use my true strength, you have to be careful." ”

After Mu Feng finished speaking, the mysterious power of the whole body poured out without reservation, fiery and domineering, fierce and strong, an invisible momentum emanated, making the original thin figure look extremely straight, such as not falling pine, like towering green mountains.

The girl in the yellow shirt also felt this momentum, her pretty face became tight, her teeth bit her red lips lightly, and her body was also shining with a mysterious luster, and a pair of jade palms also became extremely sharp.

"Flame Fist, Flame Fist!"

The temperature of the entire competition platform also increased significantly because of the fiery Xuanli, and the powerful Xuanli fist shadow struck towards the yellow-shirted girl. Although he used the Flame Fist, Mu Feng still retained two percent of his strength.

"Butterfly flower palm, flying butterfly love flower!"

A pair of jade palms waved, and a slightly cold Xuan Force shot out from the jade palms, slashing at the Xuan Force fist shadow.

"Bang!"

The powerful qi wave spread out in a ring, sweeping away all the dust on the competition platform, and in the eyes of everyone, both of them took a few steps backwards!

Since the two fought each other, they fought hard for the first time, but the movement caused was not small.

However, Mu Feng knew that if she had used a lot of strength just now, the girl in the yellow shirt would definitely not have the ability to take it.

The girl in the yellow shirt frowned slightly, the blow just now, she felt Mu Feng's trickiness and difficulty, it was just a cultivation of Xiao Cheng in the early stage of the Qi Transformation Realm, but with such a strong Xuan Force and Xuan Rank Martial Arts, no wonder Mu Li would be defeated under his hands.

This kind of opponent is quite a headache.

"Butterfly palms, dancing!"

However, the yellow-shirted girl's body was just stable, and before Mu Feng could calm down, her body swept towards Mu Feng again, and the palm prints in her hands were flying, extremely powerful, and the strength of the Xuan Li brought a whining sound of breaking the wind, and the momentum was amazing.

Seeing that the girl in the yellow shirt was attacking fiercely, Mu Feng didn't have time to dodge, so he could only strike with all his strength without sparing.

"Flame Fist, Flame Burning Sky!"

"Bang!"

It was another hard fight, but Mu Feng stood on the ground, as steady as Mount Tai, while the girl in the yellow shirt flew upside down, afraid that she would fall to the sky.

Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, then kicked his feet, his body rushed towards him, and his hands were towards the girl in the yellow shirt, and finally caught the girl in the yellow shirt before she landed.

The originally noisy surroundings suddenly became silent, and a series of stunned eyes were projected, making Mu Feng suddenly feel that something was wrong.

Mu Feng came back to his senses and found that although his hands caught the girl in the yellow shirt, the softness and smoothness coming from the palms told him that something was wrong.

"Ahh

"You... You pervert!" the yellow-shirted girl scolded, and ran off the competition platform in shame and fled from the martial arts training ground, leaving only a stunned Mu Feng.

Mu Feng's face was also flushed, extremely embarrassed, although he didn't mean to touch the girl's crisp breasts, but after all, in front of so many people, I don't know how angry the girl in the yellow shirt was with him.

However, when Mu Feng raised his head, he felt countless hateful eyes, and in an unbearable saying: If gaze can kill, Mu Feng has died thousands of times.

Even the red-faced old man, the middle-aged bald man and others sitting on the high platform did not come back to their senses for a while. Mu Chuandao and the others on the high platform looked at the middle-aged bald man with strange eyes, which made the latter's face also show a trace of helplessness.

"It feels good!" Facing the many murderous eyes, Mu Feng suddenly had such a thought in his heart. If this is known by a young man who loves the girl in a yellow shirt on the side, it is estimated that he will have to dismantle Mu Feng desperately.

"Mu Fengsheng!" The referee on the side of the competition platform was also stunned for a while before announcing.